Yang Bangzi silently watched the gradually cold body of the old fifth son, pulled up the little liangzi who was squatting in the tears, turned around and called a few soldiers, just under the Nanshan cliff, dug a hole, flattened the military uniform on the old fifth son, found a clean clothes, covered his face, put it in flat, and blocked the hole with stones.

Zuihou put a flat stone, and Yang Bangzi carved a few words on the stone with a bayonet, which was counted as the tombstone of the fifth son, and there was a chance to move his grave in the future.

Many veterans of the independent brigade, and the soldiers of the old third regiment, have a deep influence on this somewhat mysterious half-old man, always with a smile on his face, see no one outside, love to joke or something, and are very enthusiastic, from time to time always remind this leggings to be loose, remind the person who remembers to burn his feet with hot water after the march.

Now that the people are gone, buried in the stone cave, the big guy's heart is like a stone, and there are still two or three hundred sacrificed soldiers lying in the cave behind the big house, but they are not as uncomfortable as the death in front of them.

It's not that Yang Bangzi's heart is hard and uncomfortable, this is not the time for everyone to mourn together! The devil is still down the mountain, it's already dark, and you have to cheer up and fight the devil!

waved his hand, roared, and beckoned everyone to go down the mountain, and two soldiers were left on the south mountain, one to sentry and the other to pass the word.

There were also two on the north mountain, and the rest were arranged, and the fifteen people on the side of the courtyard were scattered to guard the devils, and the rest rested in the big house and on both sides.

Mr. Guo's condition is not very good, his face is like gold paper, and he will wake up and faint for a while. When you wake up. It looks good. I insisted on leading the team to fight with the devil, but I didn't fall up in a breath, and I fainted again!

Yang Bangzi asked the housekeeper to take someone to carry the old gentleman to Nanshan, and from there he first withdrew to the back ravine, but the housekeeper said that the old gentleman said that he would die in his own house and not go anywhere, and the housekeeper would no longer be a careful accountant. The confidence to speak is different! I also have a gun in my waist, and a big knife in my back!

From the dusk when the devils stopped attacking and retreated to the wall, there was nothing until 12 o'clock at night, and the night battle that Yang Bangzi expected did not happen! However, as soon as 12 o'clock passed, the distant sky behind Dongshan Liang was full of fire!

I can tell that it's the sound of gunfire, and most of the flashes are either grenade explosions or devils' shell explosions!

It's coming so fast! It was only in the evening that I got to the periphery, and I started it in the middle of the night! Yang Bangzi estimated that this was the old group in the east, and he began to block the devil's retreat!

The movement and flashes in the east are getting louder and louder. The south side is also fighting! There was also the sound of gunfire from Nanyakou, and after a while, the sentry on Nanshan came down to report that there was a battle in the hilly area outside Nanyakou. Tracer bullets are flying all over the sky!

Liu's big ass is the first to move in the east, and he can't lag behind! Immediately ordered the troops that had been ambushed outside the Nanya Pass to launch a night attack on the hilly positions guarded by the devils!

Ping pong, this fight is quite lively, Yang Bangzi stood in the courtyard, looking at the red half of the sky in the east and south, and the piece that had been blocked because of the sacrifice of the fifth son in his heart was finally ventilated, so many people did not die in vain! Lao Tzu has finally dragged you guys into the encirclement!

It would be nice to have wine! Yang Bangzi turned around and entered the big house, and asked the housekeeper if he still had any wine? I didn't expect this voice, Mr. Guo woke up, strange, as soon as he heard the word wine, the old man came to the spirit, and told the housekeeper to go back to the cave and take out the most stored Fenjiu in Xinghua Village, Shanxi!

A few people went in and came out with seven or eight jars, and when they saw the mud-sealed jar and the dusty jar, they knew that this wine year was not short!

As soon as he tore open the seal and picked the stopper, a strong fragrance that rushed to his nose poured into his nostrils, and Yang Stick sneezed again and again! Good guys, you're energetic!

Take a big sip of it, and the hot line will reach the soles of your feet from your throat and eyes! I poured three mouthfuls in a row, and when I took a long breath, the sweat of my whole body flowed out! Now it's finally comfortable! Half a night's boredom has been melted by this old wine!

"Rejoice! Joyfully! Wow yes! Which roared Duan Qin cavity to give Lao Tzu a drink! Yang Bangzi stared at the blood-red eyes and asked the soldiers around him.

No one replied for a long time, and those who could shout at Qin were all sacrificed! Yang Bangzi also realized this, and simply poured a big sip of Lao Fen wine, humming a tune that couldn't be heard, and dancing there by himself, looking carefully, it seemed to be imitating the steps and figures of the generals on the stage.

If you don't look closely, it's like an alcoholic who drinks too much and goes crazy! It's not as good-looking as an alcoholic!

"Commander Yang, the old man is here to cheer you up!" No one saw when Mr. Guo sat up, his left leg crossed, his wounded right leg bent, his long knife flat in front of him, and a half-broken bayonet in his hand.

After closing his eyes for a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the bayonet in his hand struck the steel knife several times at a time! There was a "clanging" sound of metal, and with the different parts of the blow, the sound was sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, sometimes lingering, sometimes fast as thunder!

The most amazing thing is that when the old gentleman hit the steel knife, there was a faint white wisp of mist rising above his head, like the water vapor that had just come out of the hot water basin!

The face that was pale just now is like a heavy jujube at this time! That solemn expression, as bright as a cold star's gaze, is awe-inspiring!

Yang Bangzi, who was holding the wine jar in the room, was dancing drunk, and he could see that his outstretched arms and legs were not drunk steps from too much drinking! This is a set of punches! Every shot, every leg stretched, is in tune with the sound of the old gentleman hitting the steel knife!

One is the beating, the other is the dance boxing, as if two people with tacit understanding of the piano and the dancer, this tune ups and downs are breathtaking, this fist road is rigid and soft and bloody spray!

The sound of guns and cannons and faint shouts of killing from the east and south sides were like the drums of the military formation outside the city, and the rhythm of the bayonet and steel knife striking was like the music of the iron horse in the camp of the great generals in the city, and Yang Bangzi was like a general waiting for the good news to be played in this military music!

Who would have thought that this cottage that was still full of the smell of death just now, this valley that was still wafting with the stench of devils burning corpses just now, one old and one young, in this drinking and dancing festival!

Those who have never read a book are also listening and watching at this time, and the roar of metal almost wants to knock the hammer into the chest again and again, and beat out the momentum of the male and male in the flesh and blood!

And every time Yang Bangzi drinks and howls, or dances willingly, the people who watch it are blood flow accelerating! What a man's true temperament before the battle!

"Zheng!" With a bang, the sound of the blow stopped abruptly, Yang Bangzi held the wine jar in his right hand, clenched his fist in his left hand, and stood there in a lunge, not moving for a long time.

Yang Tian let out a sigh of relief, and asked the old gentleman with a torch-like gaze, what kind of tune is this hitting?

Mr. Guo stroked his long hair and said lightly: "King Qin breaks the formation!" ”

"Breaking the formation?" Yang Bangzi read these two words, slowly walked out of the big house, poured a few sips of wine, and sat down on the steps, pulling his neck and shouting a chaotic tune.

Mr. Guo also sat on the cushion in a sweat, the flush on his face receded, and he was pale and bloodless again.

Outside the wall, he had been silently listening to the metallic sound that pierced the night sky and hit his heart, Qing Shui Dazuo listened motionlessly, and only after a long time did he spit out a few words: "Everyone, rest, you can't fight again tonight!" ”

Mountains and rivers flow, even enemies have homophonic people! Qing Shui realized the murderous aura in this rhythm from the rhythm that was as fast as an arrow and as sharp as a steel knife, and the long howl that broke through the air, and there was a trace of domineering!

The people in the cottage are at the end of their rope and there is this murderous and domineering spirit, if you go to fight at this time, you will definitely lose!

The sky gradually brightened, and the sound of gunfire that had been ringing for a long time faded with the morning color, and Yang Bangzi opened his eyes to look at the blue and white sky, and smiled.

Qing Shui rubbed his eyes, looked at the valley that was still smoking in the east, and smiled! (To be continued......)