After Fu Zuoyi and Fang Qidao led the main force of the Fourth Mixed Brigade to leave, Wu Xiaoliang immediately organized a new battalion composed of the original defeated troops to drill in batches in order to confuse the Sichuan army on the south bank, while the battalion directly under the brigade headquarters built fortifications along the north bank of Mishui to closely monitor the movement of the Sichuan army on the south bank.

For a whole day, the Sichuan army had no intention of attacking, and only sent a small group of troops to harass constantly, but they were all repulsed by the battalion directly under the brigade headquarters. Wu Xiaoliang asked the newspaper operator several times, but there was no news of Fu Zuoyi and Fang Qidao. This is the first time he has let go of the problem to others to solve, and the situation is no longer under his control, and he is a little anxious. Wu Xiaoliang paced around the house all afternoon, simply stopped thinking about it, took off his military uniform and changed into a gray robe, put a brown hat on his head, checked the Browning M19OO automatic pistol repeatedly to confirm that there was no problem, and inserted it into the holster at the waist under the robe.

He only brought two guards, and when he left the camp gate, Yin Chengfu, the commander of the battalion directly under him, happened to be patrolling the camp, and saluted and asked, "Brigade commander, where is this going?" How many guards can be sent? ”

"No need, if I haven't come back in an hour, I'll take someone to the south ferry port of Baishui Town, five miles to the west."

"Yes!"

Out of the barracks, Wu Xiaoliang led the guards along the main road to the west. In the early autumn dusk, a red sun slanted to the west, pulling the shadows of the three people far away. Five miles to speed up the foot to a quarter of an hour, Baishui Town South Ferry is located in the transportation hub, the army is on the side, the people are still coming and going, and the roadside tea stalls and restaurants are still open to welcome guests.

Wu Xiaoliang sat down in the tea shed near the ferry, asked for a large pot of herbal tea, and poured a bowl of it vigorously to quench his thirst. Although the two guards were dressed in civilian clothes, they were still standing upright like in the barracks, vigilantly observing the surrounding movements, Wu Xiaoliang smiled and said, "You two also sit down and drink tea to quench your thirst. ”

The guard muttered to himself what it meant to be low-key, and sat down around the table next to the bench. Wu Xiaoliang picked up the teapot and filled the tea bowl in front of them, this was a habit he had developed in his previous life, and he had not adapted to the hierarchical rules of this period, and then smiled, raised his hand and motioned for the two of them to take care of themselves.

The brigade commander personally poured tea for the guards, which was unimaginable in the hierarchical Beiyang Army, and the two were sincerely frightened, flattered, and at a loss. Wu Xiaoliang obviously realized the embarrassment he had brought them, and smiled embarrassedly: "Drink, quench your thirst, this is not a military camp at will." The two of them were like being amnestied, and they secretly muttered in their hearts: The brigade commander is not very old, and he is really kind.

Suddenly, a timid and very small voice said, "Can the gentleman give saliva and peace?" ”

It was a small beggar, his clothes were in tatters, his face was so dirty that he could barely see his true face, and a pair of small hands full of dirt were clenched and cramped. Wu Xiaoliang didn't hear his words clearly, and looked at the little beggar in front of him suspiciously, seeing that he was covered in filth but not like an ordinary beggar, his eyes were clear and bright, and he was full of expectation.

"Sir, can you give me a drink?" The little beggar immediately understood that the other party had not heard him clearly, raised his voice and repeated it again, and licked his chapped lips after speaking.

Wu Xiaoliang suddenly picked up an empty bowl, poured it full, and then handed it to him.

"Drink, it's not enough." As he spoke, he patted the large copper teapot.

The little beggar thanked him again and again, stretched out his hand to take the tea bowl, and the small half of his white arm was exposed, and as his hands were withdrawn, they were quickly covered by the wide sleeves. Wu Xiaoliang wondered, how could the beggar be so clean? Another question also came to mind, the water was in front of him, and the ordinary beggar lowered his head and drank, this little beggar was a little particular, maybe it was a down-and-out son. But seeing that he had no ill intentions, he didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so he took out a silver ocean from his bosom and handed it to him, "Take it and buy some food." ”

The little beggar obviously didn't expect this gentleman to be so kind, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and he hesitated with both hands to take it. Seeing this, Wu Xiaoliang grabbed his right hand and stuffed the silver dollar over, "Take it, buy something to stutter, there is going to be a war ahead, stay away from here." ”

The little beggar had the money in his hand, and he didn't notice that the two companions of the kind gentleman had their hands on their waists, and they looked at him with wary eyes.

The noise came, the little beggar was frightened, lowered his head and hid under the long table, a group of people from far and near, all the way to the chickens and dogs, when a bald head saw the little beggar, shouted:

"Big brother, little bastard is here!"

A group of people came up to take people, but without waiting for Wu Xiaoliang to speak, the guard on his right hand stopped doing it, and stepped forward to block the villain, "My husband is here to rest, please take a detour." The words were polite, and the bald head raised his face and scolded with disdain: "Lao Tzu cares about your husband and the descendant, when you get to this place, the dragon has to be coiled, and the tiger has to fucking lie down, get out, don't stop Lao Tzu from arresting people." ”

After the bald man finished speaking, he wanted to catch the little beggar, but suddenly his head was cold, and something was on top of it, and another guard pointed at the big bald head with Browning m19oo in his hand. He really understood the current affairs and said with a smile: "If you have something to say, you have something to say." As he spoke, he stepped back, and when he saw that the man with the gun did not make any further movements, he retreated to the street and ran away.

The little beggar was so frightened that he shivered under the table and refused to come out, and Wu Xiaoliang realized that there was a story in it. As soon as I wanted to ask carefully, I heard gunshots on the street, and passers-by on the street ran and trampled in fright, and the sound of crying suddenly started. Wu Xiao said in conscience, came back fast enough, grabbed the little beggar and dragged it out, pushed the table down the mouth of the shed, took out the Browning M19oo pistol, and hid it next to the water stove, while the two guards hid behind the table in front of the brigade commander.

There were more than a dozen people outside, who were gathered around the street and didn't dare to come in, and a voice shouted: "Friend, hand over the people, you should give me a face for crossing the river." ”

Wu Xiaoliang can't see the bully the most, "What crosses the river dragon and the river worm, you have to ask me if I agree to the gun in my hand." With that, pull the trigger outside. There was a scream outside, all kinds of old foreign cannons and bird guns fired in unison, although it was an earthen gun, but there were enough people to win, and the three people were suppressed and couldn't raise their heads.

Wu Xiaoliang secretly regretted that there were fewer people, and was thinking about countermeasures, when there was a sudden scream outside, the gunshots were dense, and the sound was actually twenty shell guns, and a group of bandits rushed wolf in the blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few corpses and blood all over the ground.

"Come out, the bandits have been beaten away." The voice was extremely familiar, Wu Xiaoliang got up and took the table away, only to see the person who spoke in a robe and hat, smiling, not Jiang Fangzhen, who else? The person behind him was also a robe and top hat, tall and thin, it was Cai Yi, the commander-in-chief of the Sichuan army, followed by four entourages, and the gun in his hand was still smoking.

Wu Xiaoliang slammed to the ground, "Thank you Gong Cai and Gong Jiang for helping!" ”

Jiang Fangzhen put away his smile and said coldly: "If I knew it was you, I wouldn't care about this idle matter." ”

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