"Master, this loyal prince is still young and vigorous, but I'm afraid it's not good to bet all the treasures on him." Talking to Wang Ao is Wang Dang, who has been with him for decades, known as the master and servant, like a brother, and has accompanied Wang Ao to the sea for so many years, this Wang Dang is also a very knowledgeable character, and his talent is also a good person.

Wang Ao didn't speak, just held the side of the ship, watched the white seabirds fly away, looked at the boundless sea, watched the bow of the ship split the waves like a knife, and smiled for a long time: "Rujin is young and vigorous? Young is young, if you say that you are vigorous, I am afraid that you are looking bad, the journey is long, you talk about it. ”

"It's completely unnecessary to kill that student, who doesn't know that he Ding Rongcheng can fight? What's the use of killing a powerless student other than adding another stroke to the murderous name? It will only make the squire below mention the word Ding Rongcheng, and he will be angry for no reason. Wang Tang thought about it, and there was no one else on his side anyway, so he directly said his opinion on Ding Yi.

Wang Ao nodded when he heard this and said, "Well, what you said is not unreasonable, so, you are Wang Dang, and he is a well-respected Ding Rongcheng in the sea." He looked at Wang Dang's still incomprehensible appearance, so he asked in a deep voice, "If a tiger leaps forward, are you afraid?" ”

"Naturally, I'm afraid."

"Is it because it's a tiger, or because it's a killer with sharp claws?"

Wang Dang knelt down at Wang Ao and kowtowed, "Thank you, little one!" ”

Ding Yi's murderous name is one thing, Ding Yi is in front of all the scholars. It's another thing to behead someone just like that.

In the future, at least the scholar class in Guangdong will make a fuss, the headless corpse that was beheaded on the spot. will float in front of their eyes: Ding Rongcheng is not the legendary murderous man, but he is holding the handle of the knife, he really kills people, not a ghost or a rumor, but as long as he falls into his reason, he will not hesitate to kill.

Make trouble with such a person, not to mention the opportunity to open up. Even if there is an opportunity to open on July 3, I am afraid that no one will dare to pick the head.

He is Ding Rongcheng.

After Wang Ao left, Ding Yi, who rushed back to Zhuangzi, did not stop too much. Start preparing your outfits.

Zhang Yu looked at him and sighed faintly, she knew his thoughts, and she didn't need words.

"Something. Mr. went. There will still be no change, and instead of charging ahead, it is better to strategize. ”

While packing up his things, Ding said to her: "I will not go into Tibet, but I will set up a logistics headquarters in the Jinsha River to coordinate the transportation of grain, grass and ammunition, and the requisition and distribution of new soldiers." I'm not going to fight the enemy, I'm going to fight with the doctors in Sichuan. Rest assured, I won't go to the front line to swing a knife again. ”

Zhang Yu endured the sadness in his heart. She knew that she couldn't cry in front of him, it would only make him in danger, and he still had to worry.

"Then you have to transfer more troops to travel......"

"I'm going to go now, this trip, it's not too many people, don't care what the bigwigs of the court want to do, I want to bring my soldiers back, I want to kill the foreign enemies who dare to invade the territory of the Ming Dynasty." Ding Yi rejected Zhang Yu's suggestion, and said to Wan An very resolutely, "Order Zhu Dong to lead the 4th and 5th Marine Brigades to march from Java to Nepal and freely search for fighters; The 6th Marine Brigade was led by Gong Ju to establish a supply line. ”

"Yes, sir." Wan An quickly drafted the order.

"Liangguang will be handed over to you, you have to do two things, one is to build a Guangzhou branch in Guangzhou Prefecture, and the teachers and manpower will be transferred from the Wuzhou branch; The first is to do his best to put the eight places into operation, no matter whether Wang Yanshan comes back or not, who will be the political envoy or the governor of Liangguang in the future, when he comes, he will honestly be a judge who adjudicates the case, and he will not be allowed to interfere in the rest. Ding Yi looked at Wan An, gave him such instructions, and asked him again, "Tell me what you are going to do." ”

Wan An's answer fully reflects the talent of a traitor: "The disciple thinks that in the county examination and the government examination, some arithmetic and geographical knowledge should be implemented, so that those who can get the talent examination, even if they can't go further in the imperial examination, at least they are also cadres...... "Where to learn these?" No need to ask, it must be Guangzhou Academy," ...... The students of Wuzhou Academy are afraid that they will have to recruit five or six hundred people to fill the eight major departments......"

Ding Yi didn't ask him how to get the county and the prefect to add something to the county test and the government test; didn't ask him, how to recruit the students of Wuzhou Academy, that was Wan'an's business, Ding Yi's eyes had already drifted to the Himalayas and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau: "Lao Cao, let Wen Fatzi assemble the team, replenish ammunition, and prepare to go." ”

"The old slave obeys!"

At this time, the Ming troops on the Shannan front line were lying crookedly on their positions, they were something to be proud of, and even though they had exhausted their ammunition and turned into a cold-weapon confrontation ten days ago, they still did not let the enemy take a step forward, not counting the wounded in Lhasa, the enemy on the opposite side was dozens of times their size.

There were no supplies, and in order to strangle the servant armies of the Mara Dynasty and Tianzhu, all the ammunition had been exhausted, and there was probably no more ammunition except for the high-ranking officers and one bullet that had been left to commit suicide. The entire First Division of the Ming Dynasty, the officers and soldiers who can still fight, are here on the Shannan front, less than 2,000 people.

The soldiers of the plateau and Tianzhu were more effective than the soldiers of the Mara Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty.

The plateau climate does not mean that you can survive with enough willpower, the body can't adapt to it, shock or spasms, etc., it is not something that can be supported. In the time when Shi Pu was still dead and there were plenty of supplies and ammunition, the First Division of the Ming Dynasty killed and wounded at least 50,000 enemies, and its own combat attrition was only in single digits, but the non-combat attrition reached four digits, and some of them were taken away by acute cerebral edema. And the soldiers of the First Division of the Ming Dynasty, after high-intensity training and combat, already had a lot of hidden injuries on their bodies, and complications took away a group of soldiers.

Then in the case of lack of food and grass, more and more people fell, of course, they used bullets to make the enemy unable to move forward, and when they fell, more enemies also fell, the first battle to the present, the servant army composed of the Mara Dynasty and Tianzhu, I am afraid that there have been more than 100,000 casualties, and often those who did not die on the spot, they will eventually die because of the infection caused by lead bullets, but this is not of great significance to the first division of the Ming Dynasty, Because the Timurid Empire was constantly driving more servant armies to charge, Tianzhu was also a big country, and the consumption of only 100,000 people was nothing, and it seemed that no matter how many Tianzhu and Mara Dynasty people died, the generals of the Timurid Khanate would not give up their determination to advance eastward.

And the last 2,000 people of the first division of the Ming Dynasty will probably die in this final battle.

"What about the wounded?" Hu Shan licked his dry and blackened lips and asked Ding Ruyu for instructions, behind them, there were still five-figure wounded, some of whom were wounded when they were short of ammunition and launched a white-bladed charge to drive the enemy out of their positions; Some were wounded by the enemy's bow and arrows, and their injuries continued to deteriorate due to lack of medical treatment; Some of them were dying because of altitude sickness and there was no symptomatic medicine, and because of the blockade in the rear, all the people were evacuated, and there was no one to remove them, but they could only wait for their last breath......

Ding Ruyu can no longer find her bright eyes in the past, and she seems to have to spend a few energy even lifting her eyelids.

"Let's talk about this charge." But her tone was still resolute.

Hu Shan smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Shi, it's too late." ”

"I just sent a letter." Ding Ruyu raised his binoculars and looked at the other party's position, while saying this to Hu Shan.

Hu Shan didn't know why Ding Ruyu wanted to bring a letter to him at this time, at this moment, it was useless to send a holy decree to seal his wife and son, there were only two thousand people, there was no ammunition, and the soldiers of the Timurid Khanate, after the first day of confrontation, they did not show up again.

During this period of time, although the first division of the Ming Dynasty continued to have a large area of non-combat attrition, it also gave the other side a strong kill, but Hu Shan knew very well that except for the first day, in the next few months, all of them were the servant army of the Mara Dynasty and Tianzhu, after all, there were civilians, and the army of the Timurid Khanate was very cunning to hide behind, like a pack of wolves, waiting for the first division of the Ming Dynasty to be tired and relaxed, and then at a critical time, to give a fatal blow.

Ding Ruyu put down the binoculars and took out a letter from the pocket of his military uniform.

"The young master is back." Ding Ru softly handed over the letter to Hu Shan, except for the year of signature and date, with only three words "I am coming".

The letter passed from hand to hand in the hands of the frail officers, as if it had some kind of magic that could evoke their weak bodies, and that the last bit of life could teach them to light themselves up and light up the world.

Someone got up, and then a second person, more people, who didn't spend their few efforts on cheering and cheering, that's something that only happens in the eggs of new recruits or in the commentary, they are veterans, veterans who have seen blood, killed enemies, and wounded, and they have long been on the battlefield, and they have been taught the instinct to save every ounce of strength by life and blood.

Looking from the front of the Mara Dynasty, in front of the Ming army, a thin reddish-brown line appeared, it was the soldiers of the first division of the Ming Dynasty, the reddish-brown was the dried blood scab on their uniforms, they stood up, with their fragile bodies tortured by the plateau climate, they supported this military uniform, and used the hand that caused the nails to sink in with lack of oxygen, held the rifle, the bullets were exhausted, the grenades were also exhausted, the machine guns and mortars had long run out of ammunition, and they still had bayonets.

Ding Yi's letter could not let them relieve their hunger, nor could they let bullets grow in the chamber of the gun.

But they can get their grip on the rifles with bayonets on their hands and stand up again.

The last bayonet.

There is a broken military flag with the word "Ming", fluttering stubbornly, and there are eight faded gold characters on it: bravely crown the three armies, and serve the country loyally.

The cavalry of the Timurid Khanate drove away the remnants of the Kaimara dynasty and Tianzhu, and even cut off the heads of the wounded soldiers with their swords, and then they rode their horses and charged at the Ming army.

Rush to that thin red line. (To be continued......)