Ao Bai found that his life was getting more and more difficult, and those Sichuan troops were always out of nowhere, either letting go of cold guns or setting traps everywhere, and sometimes there were boulders rolling down from high places while walking, and they didn't get a good night's sleep, because no one knew when a team of Sichuan troops would run out, and no one would know when it would explode.

I just want to run, but the war horse has killed the Sichuan army, and I can't run away even if I want to.

This time the pursuit fell into a quagmire, unable to advance or retreat, Ao Bai felt that his aura of the first warrior of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, nicknamed Baturu, was fading step by step, and for the first time in his life, he felt that it was a huge mistake to take the initiative to ask for battle.

The frustration of Ao Bai and others all fell into Zhang Rui's eyes, in fact, with the help of clairvoyance, every move of the Qing army could not escape Zhang Rui's surveillance, that is, with this opportunity to anticipate the enemy, Zhang Rui and others would take the lead everywhere, plus Zhang Rui and his men were all accustomed to bandits, proficient in jungle tactics, in addition to the help of new firearms and grenades, it was simply the same as hanging up, which made Ao Bai and others unable to use their strength.

The tiger fell into the water, even the duck can't compare, the shark to the shore, can only be the fate of the slaughter, Rao is Ao worship martial arts excellence, but what makes him depressed is that the strength can't be used.

The battle situation in Feixian Ridge is in line with Lu Haoshan's prediction, and when he enters the mountain, it is Zhang Rui's world, so there is no need to worry about him.

It was when Zhang Rui was abusing Ao Bai in Feixian Ridge, the Sichuan army was hurrying non-stop, the city of Ningqiang Prefecture was broken, the main general was killed, the deputy general Yan Lin was missing, and 10,000 Sichuan elite casualties were exhausted.

More than 100,000 people are rushing to the road out of Sichuan, and the one who walks in the forefront is undoubtedly Li Dingguo.

After accepting the secret order, Li Dingguo selected fifty elite disguised caravans. The light car went on the road, all the way to get up early to catch up with the dark, eat and sleep in the open, and finally entered the boundary of Hanzhong Mansion in Shaanxi Province in early January.

After entering Shaanxi, Li Dingguo's first destination is Ningqiang Prefecture, as soon as he arrived in Ningqiang Prefecture, everyone present was instantly stunned by the scene in front of him, in the memory of many people, this is a small city developed by commodity trade, and now it has become a ruin, the ruins seem to pour out its past glory to the world and accuse the robbers of their atrocities against it. Corresponding to the ruined walls are the graves all over the mountains, which are densely packed and make people feel a little hairy in their hearts.

In order to vent, after Dolgon led his army to break through the city of Ningqiang Prefecture, he ordered the city to be slaughtered, leaving no chickens and dogs, and a single order made this once prosperous small city turn into ruins overnight.

Looking at this place where more than 10,000 brothers were buried, Li Dingguo stood and did not speak for a long time.

"General, Nighthawk is here." Just when Li Dingguo was pondering. One of his men whispered in his ear.

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately said respectfully: "Nighthawk to see General Li." ”

Li Dingguo turned his head when he heard this, and saw an ordinary middle-aged man speaking, so ordinary that he couldn't recognize passers-by when he walked into the crowd. It is hard to believe that he is the Nighthawk in charge of intelligence collection in Shaanxi, but if you think about it, the more inconspicuous the person, the more unobtrusive he is to act under the nose of the enemy.

The number of troops is small. This requires that the intelligence should be efficient and accurate, Lu Haoshan in the formation of the pigeon loft at the same time vigorously build a fine talent, each important place of the intelligence person in charge has a different code. The person in charge of the Shaanxi region is called Nighthawk, and he is the inconspicuous middle-aged uncle in front of him, who is in charge of all the detailed works in the Shaanxi region and is responsible for the intelligence operation of the entire Shaanxi.

"Mr. Nighthawk, please get up, I thank you for your cooperation in this mission." Li Dingguo said politely.

"Don't dare, the governor ordered the villain to fully assist General Li, and General Li should give orders if he has something." Nighthawk said respectfully.

Li Dingguo's status in Lu Haoshan's mind is well known to passers-by in Sichuan, and he is a hot figure in Sichuan, Nighthawk knows this very well, although it is nominally to assist, but Nighthawk is very conscious of putting his position in the position of his subordinates.

"Where are the six Hongyi cannons now?" Li Dingguo didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

The purpose of this time was to find a way to destroy the six Hongyi cannons that the Qing army had transported from Ningyuan, not only from the perspective of the safety of the Sichuan army, but also from the perspective of psychological warfare.

Hongyi cannon is a heavy weapon for attacking the city and grabbing the land, especially in Ningqiang Prefecture, its movement and stillness naturally affect the hearts of all intelligence officers, and it is naturally the elite of intelligence officers who can sit in this position in Shaanxi, and Nighthawk will naturally not let go of this kind of intelligence, and he responded without thinking: "The six Hongyi cannons are divided into two, three are placed on the wall of Hanzhong City, and the other three are placed on the main peak of Dingjun Mountain, which is controlled by Hong Chengchou, and the small ones have also thought about destruction, but the guards of these six Hongyi cannons are extremely deep and strict, and it is difficult to start, However, the villain made Guò carefully and marked their locations. ”

"Hehe" Li Dingguo said with a sneer: "It is said that the Central Plains army is good at defending the city, and the Manchu iron cavalry is proficient in field warfare. ”

Nighthawk didn't speak, just stood quietly, from the meeting to the present, he didn't pretend to be reserved or deliberately flattered, and he had just the right position for himself.

After laughing, Li Dingguo continued to ask: "What about Zhang Rui's kid, he didn't die, did he?" ”

"Back to General Li's words, General Zhang suffered a little internal injury, fortunately there is no big problem, although the city of Ningqiang is broken, but General Zhang has been stationed outside the city, grain, grass, ammunition has been scattered early, fortunately with this foresight, so to confront the Qing army, General Zhang lured the Qing army into the mountains, using the terrain to beat the Qing army to the north, for the time being, a qiē is fine."

This kid is really the life of the king of the mountain, Li Dingguo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, if Zhang Rui is in danger, then he has to put down the task at hand to save him, one is the deep brotherhood, and the other is the tradition of the Sichuan army, as long as there is a glimmer of life, never give up any brother.

Speaking of Ningqiang Prefecture City, Li Dingguo said calmly: "Nighthawk, look at this destruction, the battle that night was very tragic, you can tell me about the situation that night." ”

Hearsay and on-site witnessing, completely two codes, listening to others, 10,000 people is just a number, feeling a lot, but did not touch the depths of the heart, to the scene to see, to see the traces of the bomb explosion, to look at the walls with bright red blood, to look at the broken walls, to look at the graves all over the mountains, that sad feeling is indescribable.

Li Dingguo wanted to know what happened that night.

"General" Nighthawk saluted and said: "The villain was not in Hanzhong Mansion that day, and he did not witness the tragic battle, if the general wants to hear it, the villain wants to invite another person to say that it is more suitable." ”

"Who?" Li Dingguo asked with some curiosity. 、

Nighthawk put his two ring fingers to his lips, blew hard, made a loud whistle, leaned down, walked slowly, walked slowly in front of Li Dingguo, knelt down on one knee, and said in a low voice: "The last general will see General Li."

"Hey, Yan Lin, is that you?" Li Dingguo was startled when he saw it, and hurriedly helped him up: "Great, I didn't expect you to be still there, get up, get up and talk." ”

Helping Yan Lin up, Li Dingguo frowned and said, "Yan Lin, your hands are ........"

When helping people, Li Dingguo found that Yan Lin's left hand was empty, and his left hand was gone, so he couldn't help but ask a little heavily.

Yan Lin smiled bitterly and said indifferently: "I blew it up myself, it's okay, compared with the brothers buried here, I, Yan Lin, am already very lucky." ”

After that, without waiting for Li Dingguo to ask, Yan Lin said to himself: "That Dolgon is really a master of soldiers, there is no need for Hongyi cannons, the first two days deliberately paralyzed us, and then suddenly attacked with Hongyi cannons, the power of the Hongyi cannons is too great, and the city walls of Ningqiang Prefecture are too thin, just two rounds of shelling of the city wall fell, the house leak coincided with the overnight rain, the Manchu Qing put a lot of fine work in Ningqiang Prefecture, at the same time of the bombardment, they wore the clothes of our Sichuan army to kill people everywhere, from the sky is dark, the outside artillery is very strong, and the camp is bombed in the back. ”

"General Sun estimated that he couldn't hold it, in order not to let the ammunition fall into the hands of the Manchu Qing, he led people to resist at the city gate, and ordered the last general to blow up the arsenal, it was very chaotic, the last general only brought thirty guards to blow up the arsenal, I didn't expect to meet the Qing army when it was bombed, although the arsenal was blown up in a panic, but the left hand was also reimbursed, there was no hope, I didn't expect some of my subordinates to find a dry well, and I put the small knock on the well, and when I woke up, I found that I was not dead, and the wellhead was also sealed, and waited for a few days, When he was about to starve to death, Nighthawk appeared with people, and only then did he pick up a remnant life. ”

"General Yan is right" Nighthawk added: "After the Qing army withdrew, the villain took people to look for it to see if there were any surviving brothers, and then found General Yan, it should be General Yan's subordinates who put General Yan in the withered inside, and then sealed the well with the door panel, and finally knocked down a few walls next to it and smashed them on the door panel, which was hidden from the Qing army who searched the city, leaving a life." ”

Yan Lin smiled bitterly and said: "What kind of life, now Yan is mourning more than death, keeping this remnant life, that is not to disappoint the hearts of the brothers, I want to keep this remnant life to watch those enemies pay for the brothers one by one, I want to use this remnant life to clear the graves of the brothers, and burn some ingots and candles for them during the New Year's holidays, so as not to let the brothers have no money to spend under the spring." ”

Many people thought that Yan Lin was talking casually, until many years later, everyone found that there was a one-armed old man who refused to be a high-ranking official and refused to marry, and he stayed in this cemetery alone, cleaning up the graves every day without hard work, and sometimes carrying a bottle of soju to mumble to himself at the grave, drinking a few more sips and leaning on the grave for a night, and this is the Yan Lin who escaped in the dry well back then.

Of course, that's all for later. (To be continued......)

PS: Still learning to drive, came back at seven o'clock, tired, 13 years of reporting, has not finished the exam yet, the artillery has not made up the exam, I really think about it is also drunk, I am too tired today, only one more, make up for it tomorrow, please forgive me!