Chapter 378: Chasing the Deer (20)

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"Haha, brother is really powerful, if we delay a little bit on the road, we will still pass by you, it's amazing, it's really amazing......"

Huang Chunxi, who was screaming fiercely at the bottom of the mountain, suddenly heard a mocking laugh behind him, and even felt a thick air current, ** slammed straight into the back of his neck. He shuddered, and quickly turned his face.

Yes...... Suddenly, his eyes were blank, and he almost cried out.

The eyebrows on one face, as thick as two big brooms hanging from a pair of big eyes, were bent over, grinning, and looking at him face to face with some pleasure, and were using the cold blade in his hand, as if for fear of scaring him, gently patted his shoulder, and flicked his chin behind him, "You are tired, go, quickly raise your hands high, and obediently go over there, and tell my brothers to tie you up with less effort." Alas, it's not easy for everyone to crawl around in the dark. ”

I don't know if it was because the big blade on his shoulder was next to his neck with very delicate skin, or it was stimulated by the little star on the other party's head that happened to be facing his eyes and looked even more brilliant and dazzling under the moonlight, Huang Chunxi's brain was blank, his eyes couldn't help but narrow, and one arm subconsciously blocked his face, and with the effort under his buttocks, he seemed to want to change the indecent kneeling posture that was inadvertently formed.

......Huang Chunxi, who had been trembling involuntarily all the time, didn't grasp the strength of his right foot, and forgot that the place where he knelt was already very dangerous, and he should see it clearly before kicking his feet. This trembling kick went down, just overturning the stone that could only accommodate his big mountain rock, which had long been loosened. The stone left the top of the mountain, and he, who was about to stand up, followed closely behind the stone, rolling down the mountain.

The mountain is too steep, like a wild horse like Huang Chunxi and the stones, they all hit the mountain rock fiercely for a while, or smashed on the loyal rescue soldier who is still climbing bravely, and then under the collision, he and it will bounce up again, and behind them, new tumblers will merge into their ranks. It had been falling until it was almost at the root of the mountain, and at last there was a hollow for the poor lord.

The depression is tolerant, but the standard lord is extremely intolerant to those loyal and righteous soldiers who are trying to save them from the mountain. The powerful Lord Biao fell down hard, and several soldiers were smashed and choked on the spot. I don't know which soldier may hate the waist knife in his hand that delays his forward speed, and when he shook his hand, he happened to insert the sharp waist knife straight into the stomach of Huang Chunxi, who had already been smashed to the point that there would never be a complete bone and had been dead for a long time.

In the valley, the loyal and righteous rescuers who were killed by the domineering Celestial Empire Red Army were scattered and heartbroken, and they were still pouring into the depression like ants and pounced on the mountain rocks. But soon, as the people above were jumping down again, the soldiers who were loyal to save ** either looked up or looked back, and the flow of chrysalis gradually stopped. It was at this time that the soldiers who had gathered in the hollow and had no chance to climb up again finally identified the corpse lying quietly among them with a bloody head, covered in blood, with its back facing the sky, and a bright and swaying steel knife trembling in its stomach, which turned out to be their standard lord.

Half an hour later, the cries of death and death in the valley disappeared, and in their place were "disarm or kill" and the cries and begs for mercy one after another.

"Battalion Commander ......" was injured again and had to climb on the backs of the rescuers of the medical team, but the second company commander who seemed to be struggling to come down, saw Jiang Yunxiang, who was in a hurry to command and gather the troops, and shouted loudly and a little crying, "There are dozens of cannons, we have fought desperately for half a night, don't we all call the 90th Division, they all swallow it alone......

Jiang Yunxiang's face turned pale, and he waved his hand impatiently at the ambulance staff of the medical team. Whenever the battle is nearing the end, it is a good opportunity for the various departments to make a fortune, swords, swords, halberds, food, guns, gunpowder, except for the broken shoes and socks of the dead demons who are still wearing on the dead ground, all of them are good things, not to mention the dozens of mouth-watering Russian artillery pieces in front of them. From the moment he stepped on the ferry, what officer and soldier knew better than he knew that there was a harder and harder battle to experience below, and who didn't want to arm himself well first?

As a result, the first regiment of the Red Ninety Division, which rushed into and finally completely occupied the favorable position, naturally came to my hands. And the spy battalion, which has been running and fighting hard for half the night, is willing to give the fat in his eyes to others. The loyal rescuers waiting for the "surrender" on the slopes on both sides have not yet been cleaned up, and Huang Chunxi's unlucky artillery position is full of trouble. When Xi Bingxun's smart subordinates joined again, dozens of cannons were pulled by you and me, and you grabbed the position, almost moving your hands.

"Brother, this brother of yours is so uninteresting, he actually started to beat my brother, if he hadn't been injured, my brother might have been beaten by him! Isn't it just a few broken cannons, why not? ”

As the commander of the first battalion, Jiang Yunxiang didn't want to take those not bulky cannons into his arms, which had the captured things of the big guys, not only to show the great merits of his troops, but also to show his hand when Ruixian County participated in the war. But according to the meaning of General Wei's instructions later, after all, the task of cleaning up the battlefield can only be left to the Red Ninety Division, and looking at the insatiable head of the regiment with a strange look of yin and yang, Jiang Yunxiang had no choice but to suffer from this kind of nest anger.

He glared fiercely at the second company commander who was still struggling on the back of the ambulance team, and turned around and shouted, "Shout, call you big, look at how Lao Tzu cleans you up after he finishes things!" After speaking, he hurriedly turned around and hugged his fist at the head of the regiment who seemed to want to make some name for himself, and reluctantly accompanied the smiling face, "Dude, the finishing matter is all up to you." Alas, pick and choose all the good things of the land, and we will continue to do thankless things. ”

"Haha...... In fact, it's not easy for us, we ran crazy all night, and we can only rely on big blades and spears to fight with Qing Gou, unlike you, what do you want. Look at the broken guns all over the ground, except for Brother Xi, they will rob them when they see them, aren't you too lazy to look at them? The head of the regiment smiled proudly and comfortably, "Besides, I've been going to Rui County for dozens of miles, these big guys are too bulky, let's watch them for you here, isn't it to make you run faster?" ”

Liu Mingchuan, who is stationed in Yongle Town, is a person who gets up early, but sleeps late, and he will never go to bed after the child's time. Therefore, tonight, he is destined to think about it, but he can no longer be intimate with the bed.

As soon as night fell, there was a report from the direction of the ferry that something was wrong with the movement on the other side. Liu Mingchuan hurriedly ran to the ferry to take a look for himself, not to mention, the night patrolmen guarding the ferry did not lie about the military situation, or exaggerated, after a closer look, they really felt that something was wrong.

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