The turmoil outside the gate is evil, almost never divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter, the autumn breeze is cool, not the Gubei mouth, out of the iron gate, it is the cold autumn rushing in; Spring and summer are not cold, out of the pass, but also sultry, teaching people can only ride a horse gallop, in order to steal a little cool, this is outside the gate, countless Ming men blood thrown outside the gate.

Ding Yi and his party went out of the gate, and at the moment when the sky was getting dark, the door was about to close. The thousand households that transported grain were born in the army for generations, he had heard of Ding Yi, but he did not have the many plans of those bigwigs in the court, he only knew that Ding Rongcheng was a good man, but he could not make him lose his life, looking at this side of the customs, he explained to the deputy, and he galloped over.

Before he got close, he dismounted, how not to say, this equestrian skill is very passable, but he hugged his fist to Ding Yi and said: "Mr. Ding, it will be dark this day, and I have never dared to go out at this time!" Xiaguan has some dry food and some tents over there, and you can give some to the little gentlemen......"

Unexpectedly, this martial artist was kind, Ding Yi shook his head, although there are no lack of bad people in the army, but relatively speaking, there are still more hot-blooded men. You must know that these thousand households do not have the responsibility of guarding Ding Yi, that is, if something happens to Ding, it has no relationship with him, but if something happens to Ding Yi, he can deduce that the Tartars have committed crimes, and there is no need to lead the five hundred brothers to the customs to sell their lives.

But he still came to persuade Ding Yi, maybe he also drank the blood of soldiers to eat empty wages, but at least at this time outside the iron gate, Ding Yi's heart was always warmer when he heard his words. It's just that Ding Yi didn't accept his kindness, but just smiled: "I have a heart for work, and I accepted it." He also taught Du Ziteng to take two bags of wine, handed them to this Shi Qianhu, and said to him, "This soju must not be drunk." It will kill people, don't believe in catching a dog to try, this is used to wash the wound, after the wound is cleaned with this strong soju, abscess and so on, or it will be much less, remember, if it is cleaned, it must not be saved, and the wound must be cleaned. ”

Shi Jianfei is a military household who grew up in the army. As soon as you hear it, you know that it is a life-saving object, and this thing is a life on the battlefield! He was so excited that he turned over and bowed down, but Ding Yi signaled Du Ziteng to stop him, but he heard Ding Yi say to him: "The student is the righteous anger of respecting thousands of households and daring to go out, do you understand?" Armor top helmet. It doesn't matter if you eat empty salary, or if you are treacherous and slippery on weekdays. On the battlefield. Dare to work hard to be worthy of a soldier. ”

"Sir, rest assured, Shi is a rough man, he won't be obedient, before I fall down this hundred catties, I will definitely teach this grain to be transported to Miyun avant-garde!" It's not for two bags of life-saving soju, but it's worth it to have your own life? It's a breath. The anger of being a soldier, which civilian official is changed, may not be able to arouse Shi Qianhu's breath, this is not an order from Shangfeng. It's the most vulgar and instinctive thing in the ranks--fucking Lao Tzu has eggs, too!

Where do civilian officials who have not risen from the bottom of the army understand this kind of arrogance? Ding Yi understands, and in the civil official group, it can be said that he is the only one who understands. And Ding Yi also pressed it again: "Tonight, you will be in the customs, and it will not be too late to go out tomorrow." But he said to Du Ziteng, "Ask the students, if they want, they can also spend the night in the pass." ”

Du Ziteng opened his mouth to speak, and Shi Jianfei listened to the eight hundred students in a daze, like a wolf's resoluteness: "I live and die, I die and die, and I die!" To die! Of course, Shi Jianfei knew that this was a slogan that he was used to practicing on weekdays, otherwise where could it be so neat and uniform?

It's just that why are these children in Confucian shirts and holding discourse accustomed to facing life and death calmly?

How did he understand that in this era when a small exercise on three days and a large exercise on five days is already considered elite, for more than a year, these children have practiced from morning to bed in addition to literacy classes every day; How did he know that, in addition to the physical and explosive defects that were inferior to adults, even in terms of endurance and tolerance, these children were closer to professional soldiers than the soldiers under him.

"See you again in the Ming Dynasty." Ding Yi nodded slightly at Shi Jianfei, and then took the lead out of the customs under the support of the twenty cavalry guards. Shi Jianfei was depressed, he was a member of the army, of course he knew that Ding Yi was doing this, obviously because he was worried about the combat effectiveness of the five hundred soldiers under him.

To say that Ding Yi looked down on him, Shi Jianfei really didn't feel this way.

It sounds like the tone of a man in the army, it is better equipped than other brothers, so they are fighting for the first moment.

But Ding Rongcheng has 800 children, with twenty or thirty adults around him, what if all of them can fly? Why do you think that the five hundred sons under him are not as good as his twenty or thirty people? Shi Jianfei returned to the convoy he escorted with two leather bags of soju, the tent of the thousand households had already been set up, and a personal soldier came to stammer, and before he could say a word, he was kicked by Shi Jianfei: "Get out of your mother's eggs!" His grandmother's you are also a man, so low all day long? No wonder hundreds of dolls look down on you! Go, call the general flag and 100 households, and try 100 households! ”

This Shi Jianfei is a native of the Ming Dynasty who has never learned any civilization to lead soldiers, and when the people are gathered, his temper begins to attack, you must know that this person who grew up in the military family, the little thing in the army, and the familiar soldiers, want to find some stabbing out and scolding people, it is really simple, a lot of foul scolding to the point of fatigue, Shi Jianfei said with a cold face: "Look at you guys!" There are only about 30 people in Ding Rongcheng, protecting 800 dolls and those people, and they all think that they can carry and rush better than us! When the red guy is like this, Lao Tzu really feels faceless! ”

Those officers listened, and finally knew the source of Qianhu's anger, and the bloody man immediately stood up and said: "My lord, the general flag under the last general, this will follow them out of the customs, afraid of a ball, damn the bird to the sky, immortal for thousands of years!" However, the last general's family is small, so it will be entrusted to the adults......"

"Sit down!" Shi Jianfei was angry and stopped drinking, "Singing?" It's been ten thousand years since he died, what kind of ghost trick are he playing to entrust his wife and son? "Where is this not afraid? This is scared to the extreme, thinking that going out of the customs is just a word, death. It's just a gesture of the situation.

Don't look at Shi Jianfei's name as a thousand households, in fact, it has been the norm to eat empty salaries these years, he is a good one thousand households, and he can still draw out five hundred soldiers, hundreds of old and weak people remain at home to take care of the family, and if you want to change to a thousand households with a black heart, you can't even make up five hundred people. Shi Jianfei knew that this unit was the lifeblood of the general, he was angry, and he would not gamble with his own troops no matter what.

"Go to bed early, and set off tomorrow morning to get some energy." Shi Jianfei waved his hand and came to a conclusion, "Look at those dolls walking on the road, they are all better than our brotherly spirit!" ”

There was a general flag on the side who lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I heard that those dolls were all trained into ...... by Ding Rongcheng."

"Get out! Gambling and farting with the soldiers below all day long, I don't have any knowledge at all, I am a scholar, and I know etiquette. "The general banner should be in charge of hundreds of households can't listen to it, saying that someone Ding did such a thing, who will believe it? It is said that there is a peace charm to ask for peace of mind, what the hell, God, the old army knows that once they go into battle, they are all wasted, and the White Lotus Sect is the best at playing this set, didn't Tang Sai'er, the Holy Mother, also run away in disgrace? They are thousands of households, and several of them have fought the White Lotus Sect, and no one will take these things seriously.

However, the general who was fierce just now whispered: "What if Ding Rongcheng and they are not there tomorrow?" The people on the side nodded slightly and looked at Shi Jianfei when they heard this, in fact, this is what these officers thought in their hearts, they felt that Ding Yi would be doomed, if he didn't bring those little babies, it wouldn't be fine, with such eight hundred children, if Ding Yi's temperament was the same as rumored, if he didn't abandon or give up, he would definitely be dragged to death.

Shi Jianfei became frantic again when he heard this, and waved his hand: "Ding Rongcheng is not dead, is it your bird business?" Let's disperse, look at the sons in your hands, if something really happens tonight, we have to take a firm foothold, don't go out of the camp, don't pay attention to the grain and grass, it's not important to live after all...... As for Ding Rongcheng, don't mention it, this person is a good man, just stubborn, alas, it's all fate! ”

These officers in the pass were all lamenting for Ding's imminent death, but the officers and soldiers guarding the pass breathed a sigh of relief, because they knew the deep grudge between Ding Yi and the Tartars on the grassland, and everyone was afraid that Ding Yi would stay here and attract those Tartars to fight, not everyone was Shi Jianfei.

The defenders on the city wall are looking outside, but unfortunately as soon as Ding got out of the pass, he walked forward for more than a stone's throw before he stopped to camp, one is the terrain of the Iron Gate Pass, that is, one person and one horse pass guò, it is impossible to camp at the pass, and the other is that Ding someone can't trust these defenders.

After Yu Qian set off, Ding Yi knew about the Wenhui to raise funds, because it was impossible for the Wenhui to open as soon as he said it, and he had to set a date in advance. Yu Qian had already told Ding Yi of the time, and although Yu Da Sima's desire to control was extremely strong, his appearance was not as ugly as Wang Ji thought.

It's that Ding Yi is unwilling to wait.

Because of the time when he wants to leave the customs, Yu Qian doesn't know, why does it have to be set at this point in time?

Yu Qian wanted to come forward to raise funds, so let him go, Ding Yi had absolute confidence that he could make these students agree with his own ideas and beliefs in teaching. Take 10,000 steps back and say, the Whampoa Military Academy was not run by Jiang at someone's own expense, right? Can you pay money to influence the direction of the students of the college? This is too much to underestimate Ding Yi.

"The students who picked it up, all of them tried ten bullets, and according to the report, none of them had the problem of closing their eyes when shooting." Du Ziteng looked at the children who were still carrying out civil engineering operations according to the drill code, and reported to Ding Yi in a low voice, "The forty guns tested, with an average of fifty shots per shot, did not explode; The rate of mute fire is about 15 percent......"

Ding Yi nodded, for a hot weapon that has just started, this is a range that should be tolerated, in Ding Yi's memory, the rate of dumb fire from the end of the gun to the later stage is kept in the range of three to five percent, and now this fifteen percent is a bit high, but it is acceptable.

This is the beginning of an era, the time of lining up to shoot the party, has arrived. (To be continued......)