"Huh? Zhou Shuai, what did you take to ignite the fire? An attendant saw that Zhou Shengbo just used a thin wooden stick with a black head to rub it twice on the edge of a small cardboard box and then lit a fire, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Dirty, huh? Haven't seen the world before, right? Zhou Shengbo lit up the match a little proudly: "This is a match, it was brought from the south, and now no one uses flint in the short-haired area, and they all use this thing, you try it." ”

The entourage took the match, followed Zhou Shengbo's example, took out a small wooden stick, and wiped it twice against the black skin on the side, but there was no fire, and it was wiped twice, but there was still no fire.

Zhou Shengbo couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't cry and laughed: "You idiot, take it backwards, wipe it with a black head, and come again!" ”

"Oh~~" The entourage was embarrassed to wipe it again, and with a bang, a ball of fire suddenly bloomed.

"Huh? What a god! It's really much more convenient than flint! The entourage was like discovering a new continent, burned one, wiped another, and scratched a dozen before stopping, and then asked with feeling: "I heard that there are a lot of novelties in the south, and the lives of the people over there are also comfortable, Zhou Shuai, is that the case?" ”

Zhou Shengbo's face sank and said, "What nonsense? You kid want to die, don't you? Short-haired is the same virtue as long-haired, I tell you, if you dare to talk nonsense, you will be court-martial immediately! ”

"Yes, yes, don't dare, don't dare!" The attendant shuddered and closed his mouth tightly.

Zhou Shengbo's brows furrowed, in fact, for the situation on the side of the Democratic Alliance, although the Qing court was tightly sealed. But there is no impermeable wall under the sky, the more it is suppressed. The more people want to know, the years have passed. There are also secret agents of the Democratic Alliance who are moving around and unintentionally spreading the business dealings, and most people know more or less about it.

This is the same as the modern Sun Country, although the authorities strictly block external information, and try their best to fool the people and confuse the people, but how can it be blocked, under the high-pressure rule, everyone has learned to behave with two faces inside and outside, one in front of the face, and another behind the back.

Zhou Shengbo and other high-ranking officials of the Huai Army were most worried not about military inferiority. It is the gradual fluctuation of people's hearts, but in addition to the blockade and smear, no one can come up with a better way.

In fact, there are people of insight who have thought about improving, but how to change it? The Qing Dynasty had a huge bureaucratic interest group, and the slightest touch would touch their interests, and they would jump out at the first time and oppose it fiercely!

'Alas~~" Zhou Shengbo sighed secretly.

Time passed slowly, as the night wore on. The wind on the mountain gradually increased, and the whistling sound in the valley could be faintly heard, even if it was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, it was a burst of cold air that penetrated into the bones.

"Ahh Ahh I don't know which person it was, but suddenly sneezed a few times, which scared the people around me. Zhou Shengbo couldn't help but scold: "You fucking want to die, don't you?" ”

"Hmm, plop. Flutter~~" Although the man covered his mouth, he couldn't sneeze for such a reason. It's still snorting in the mouth.

"Oh yo~~" The sneeze here had just been pressed, but there was a strange sound over there, and before Zhou Shengbo could attack, a voice hurriedly admitted his mistake and said: "Zhou Shuai, it was the lowly who accidentally shivered, this ghost is too cold, the lowly will pay attention, and I won't dare next time." ”

"Hmm~~" Zhou Shengbo was very satisfied with this person's knowledge, so he nodded, and a few coughs sounded beside him.

Zhou Shengbo felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body, and said helplessly: "Everyone get over it, don't expose your position, let's beat it hard when the short hair comes for a while, and we won't have to suffer this crime tomorrow." ”

"Yes!" A jagged response was heard.

Time is as unbearable as standing still, although there are warnings from generals at all levels headed by Zhou Shengbo, but sneezes and coughs are sporadic and sporadic, and no one asks in the back, because it is useless to ask, you can't just sneze and kill people with a knife.

Unconsciously, the time came to two o'clock, Zhou Shengbo took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and couldn't help scolding: "Damn, does the short hair come?" ”

No one could answer him, and the soldiers around him were all huddled together, and there were even many people huddled together to keep each other warm.

"Huh~~" Zhou Shengbo exhaled a long white mist.

In fact, not only the people on the mountain are holding on, but Liu Mingchuan who returned to the camp tent did not dare to sleep, but his conditions were much better, and the big tent was burning with charcoal, which was as warm as spring.

"Shorthair is really calm!" Liu Ming went back and forth to relieve his sleepiness, and when he reached the one hundred and third lap, he said to himself in a muffled manner.

"Report to Liu Shuai, the short hair has moved!" At this moment, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a personal soldier rushed in and half-knelt to salute.

"Oh? How many people are there? Liu Mingchuan suddenly came to his senses and asked repeatedly.

The pro-soldier swallowed and said: "Back to Liu Shuai, the short hair does not have a palm lamp, and the dark post in the ambush cannot be seen clearly, but there should be a lot of people, and they are sneaking towards the foot of the mountain from the path." ”

"Good!" Liu Mingchuan waved his hand and said: "Notify Lord Zhou immediately, and then send an order to the whole army, ready to copy the back road of Short Mao at any time, remember, hurry to make a loud noise." ”

"Yes!" The soldiers hurriedly rushed out, Liu Mingchuan couldn't stay in the big tent, climbed the watchtower and looked around, in the dim night, there were shadowy figures in the camp rushing out, lined up in a line, and the artillery was pushed out, lined up in the direction of the mountain.

In the night sky, there was a sudden sound of night stalks, crisp grits, and more than one sound, if you listen carefully, it will spread like a relay to the depths of the mountains.

"Shorthair is out, everyone cheers up, what the hell are you sleeping? Not afraid of freezing to death? Zhou Shengbo kicked a snoring soldier awake and shouted quietly.

The order spread to the positions, and everyone was in a strong spirit, clutching the gun in their hands.

But half an hour passed, and there was no shadow of the Democratic Alliance army, and after another half an hour, there was still no movement at all.

An entourage couldn't help but say: "Zhou Shuai, Shorthair should have come a long time ago, it can't be that the people below have seen it wrong." ”

"This," Zhou Shengbo muttered in his heart.

Another person complained: "Zhou Shuai, I understand, the short hair is clearly a fraud, he shook a circle with a small force, and then secretly went back from the foot of the mountain, this is playing us, he slept in the camp wrapped in a quilt, and we, squatting on the mountain to drink the northwest wind!" It's past three o'clock now, and Shorthair shouldn't be going up the mountain, or we're going to leave, right? Back to the camp, you can sleep until dawn. ”

Zhou Shengbo almost understood what the Democratic Alliance army had done, and scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to leave, in case the Democratic Alliance army had spies staring at this piece.

Zhou Shengbo only felt that he was depressed but had nowhere to vent, and after taking a few deep breaths in a row, he said: "Shorthair is very cunning, what if we leave and he follows him up the mountain?" Everyone held on a little longer, and returned to the camp at dawn. ”

Everyone has the urge to scold, but the only thing they can do is stick to their posts in the cold wind.

The temperature is getting lower and lower in the second half of the night, many people are frozen all over, and their stomachs are gurgling, and finally after three hours of sleeping, the sky finally reveals a dim light, which makes people feel depressed, yesterday was still a sunny day, and after a night, it was cloudy.

"This god, no wonder there is such a strong wind!" Zhou Shengbo cursed and waved his hand: "Go down the mountain!" ”

At various strategic points on the mountain, figures flashed one after another, and they walked down the mountain dejectedly, everyone's eyelids were shrugged, listless, and some people even stumbled when they walked.

Back at the foot of the mountain, Liu Mingchuan and Zhang Shusheng were both in the big tent of the Chinese army, both with strange faces and indescribable bitterness, it was obvious that they already knew what happened last night.

"Spicy Gobi!" Zhou Shengbo's anger could no longer be suppressed, he took off his hat and slammed it to the ground!

"Brother Hailing, let's drink a bowl of hot porridge first." Liu Mingchuan waved helplessly to the side.

A personal soldier handed over a bowl of porridge, Zhou Shengbo snatched it, and he didn't care about the heat, so he poured it into his stomach, and then he felt a lot more comfortable, and after putting the bowl down, he asked: "Shorthair is playing with us, what should we do next?" ”

"What to do? Chilled salad! Zhang Shusheng smiled bitterly.

"You fucking Zhang Shusheng, it's not you who dare to drink the northwest wind all night, but you are talking about the wind and cold, right?" Just like an old cat whose tail had been stepped on, Zhou Shengbo roared like thunder, and the annoyance that he had forcibly suppressed erupted again.

"Okay, okay, Brother Zhenxuan is also joking." Liu Mingchuan hurriedly persuaded: "This set of short hair is nothing more than the real of the virtual, the real is virtual, but it just pinched our life, if you don't go up the mountain one night, the short hair takes advantage of the situation to occupy the mountain, then there is no place to cry for regret, there must be a dark whistle in the short hair to observe the mountain."

Therefore, knowing that the short hair is playing us, we can only be led by his nose, this mountain is every night, less than one night is not good, and then two days is the New Year, the weather should slowly warm up after the New Year, insist on a month or two, you can stay on the mountain for a long time, short hair in addition to the strong attack, there is no second way to go.

It's just that we can all understand the hard work of keeping vigil on the mountain, and we must not let Brother Hailing bear it alone, so let's do it, we are three of them, tonight is me, below is Brother Zhenxuan, and then below is Brother Hailing, what do the two brothers think? ”

Zhang Shusheng and Zhou Shengbo looked at each other, Liu Ming's legend is right, the mountain behind him is Xinyang's little chicken, and it must not be dragged by the Democratic Alliance Army, but today is only the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, at least it will take a month and a half for the weather to turn ambiguous!

"Alas~~" Zhang Shusheng sighed: "Consume it, as long as you can drag the short hair, it's worth paying any price, save the third brother, go up the mountain tonight and let the brothers wear more clothes, we can only do this." ”

Liu Mingchuan just nodded, and suddenly someone outside the tent shouted: "It's snowing, haha, Ruixue is a good year!" ”

"Zhao your mother!" As soon as he heard that it was snowing, all of a sudden, Liu Mingchuan's faces were more bitter than bitter gourds, and after Zhou Shengbo scolded, he put aside the curtain and looked, sure enough, there were snowflakes floating in the sky, and the north wind was even tighter! (To be continued......)

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