As soon as they met, Li Ping'an complained loudly: "His grandmother's, these grandsons can really run, and they almost didn't lose their breath." However, I finally got it. ”

The three escaped bandits, their heads bowed in frustration, their hands tied by hemp ropes, connected front and back, they were really grasshoppers on a rope, and it was difficult to run.

Xu Xiaoyong handed over the kettle and worked hard in a straight way. and asked about the arrest.

In fact, there is really nothing to say, the three bandits are not young anymore, and when they rob things, they can't outrun the others, so they fall behind.

As soon as the militia stood up and struck, these goods were frightened and turned around and ran.

Li Ping'an and the others caught up, and they became faster and more endurant.

The bandits thought they had encountered the real eight roads, and they didn't have the courage to resist, and after running for two miles, they really couldn't run.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, and knowing that the reputation of the Eighth Route Army had always been very good, he surrendered without killing, so he simply surrendered.

The Eighth Route Army's policy of surrendering guns and not killing them has once again made meritorious contributions.

I don't know who originally came up with this idea, but he certainly understands human psychology.

This method is a great disintegration of the resistance psychology of ordinary people, and the bandits who have already gone to the general trend cannot play with this life.

After talking about their experience of pursuit, Li Ping'an asked with concern: "I heard from these bandits that their bandit leader was killed by us in one eye." Is that the case? ”

"Yes, it was killed, right there." Xu Xiaoyong pointed to the seven or eight corpses not far away, and the sentence on the edge was the one of the bandits.

He had already let the captured bandits identify it, and it was indeed an eye that had gathered in the mountains and forests and been a disaster party for more than ten years.

Li Ping'an went to take a look again, it may have the effect of psychological bonuses, and he felt that this one-eyed dragon really had the temperament of a mountain king.

He said with emotion: "Tut-tut, the bandit leader of Yan Laoxi's Jin Sui Army who didn't finish it for a month let our militia send a grenade to Xitian, it's enjoyable, it's enjoyable!" ”

The bandits who made the Jin Sui army helpless first disabled the regular army of the Eighth Route who turned to Shanxi to resist the Japanese, and then let their militia easily eliminate it.

is an interesting story, on the way into the cottage, a group of people gathered around Li Ping'an to listen to him.

At the end, the militia team's dog Yu asked curiously: "Uncle, how did you know so clearly, where did you hear it?" ”

"You forgot, Uncle used to be from the Eighth Route Army." Li Ping'an touched his head with the palm of his hand and said proudly.

Gou Yu nodded obediently, he will be able to join the Eighth Route Army next year, maybe he can go to the army where his uncle once stayed.

He knew that during the battle, three fingers of his left hand were blown off. Wounded, he stayed, and finally, according to the instructions of his superiors, formed a militia in the village.

Uncle rarely tells the story of his time in the Eighth Route Army, but when it comes to the Eighth Route Army, he always has to give a thumbs up.

It was from that time that Gou Yu wanted to be the Eighth Route Army.

The bandits' cottage naturally had to be built on the mountain, and it had to be a dangerous place in the mountain. They walked for almost an hour, and finally arrived, led by the captured bandits.

The cottage was built when one eye was at its most glorious, and thousands of villagers were caught as coolies, and the wall was built with logs that were decades old, tall and heavy, comparable to the city wall.

Due to the ingenious selection of terrain, the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and if there is no artillery and other attacking weapons, the cottage is really a hard nut to bite.

But no matter what kind of fortification, it has to be defended, otherwise it will be a spectacular building.

Most of the bandits' strength was annihilated, and only a few old and weak people were left in the cottage, and they were powerless to defend at all.

Li Ping'an asked the row of prisoners to be pulled in front of the gate of the village, indicating that the bandit leader was dead, and ordered him to open the door and surrender. It was easy to "capture" the cottage.

The young warrior still thought it was exaggerated, but when he entered the village and counted the people in the cottage, he understood.

There are still five "regular" bandits, all of whom are more than 200 years old. The rest were the old man who cooked, and the two meat tickets that had been taken captive up the mountain, and the three young women from the village before.

Li Ping'an sighed with emotion, fortunately they cleaned up the bandits today. Otherwise, these women would have been ruined.

At the end, he scolded again: "Bandits, really damn it." ”

Although there are few bandits, the cottage is big enough. The warehouse was full of looted food, and the armory was filled with cold weapons such as a few broken guns, broadswords, and spears.

also turned out an antique cannon, which seems to be something from the last century, and it is estimated that it will not be used.

There are also dozens of houses, because there are not many people in the cottage, and half of them have not been used for a long time. But for them who come from afar, there is a shelter from the wind and rain, and it doesn't matter if they break.

After walking for a while, he was tired and tired, Yuan Chenming occupied the magpie's nest and followed the militia to occupy a bandit's house.

He sat down to drink some water and eat some dry food, and then took a sip of the wine that Lao Li gave him to warm his body.

In autumn and winter, the weather is also cold, and wine is indeed the most holy product. It can relieve fatigue and keep out the cold.

Whenever he came here, he always missed Grand Master Li.

Li Yunlong likes to smoke and drink, and likes to scold people and have a lot of stinky problems, but there are also many advantages. Able to use his brain, can fight, and has a sense of humor.

Before leaving, I gave him a pot of wine, which was interesting enough.

I just didn't give him some meat or anything, and in the past two days, I have just eaten dry food, and my mouth is about to fade out of the bird. Yuan Chenming thought greedily.

Compared with one of them, the days when the new group opens a small stove every day is a good day.

If there is no little devil to disturb him, that good day can't leave him.

"little devil." Yuan Chenming muttered hatefully, and tore the dry pancake in his hand hard enough to be used as a brick, as a little devil.

"Brother Yuan, Uncle asked me to call you." The dog was the youngest in the militia, with small arms and legs, so he ran errands for Li Ping'an.

"What's the matter?"

"I called you to a meeting, and Captain Xu is also there."

"Okay." Yuan Chenming agreed, put down the things and followed him.

After a few steps, I arrived at the hall where the bandits had gathered, and there was a plaque on it - the Hall of Righteousness.

He couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous, a gang of bandits, which "righteous" people gathered.

If you talk to your subordinates, you have to talk about righteousness, but in fact, there is no righteousness, only interests.

The so-called righteousness is good for the guards, and it is a brainwashing tool for instigating his subordinates to sell their lives.

If you really want to be righteous, then they eliminated the bandit leader and eliminated so many bandits, why didn't the remaining bandits fight with them, but surrendered?

Amusing.

Entering the hall, there were already many familiar faces sitting at the long table, the village chief, the president of the women's rescue, Li Ping'an, and Xu Xiaoyong.

Everyone looked at him, as if they were waiting for him?

Sure enough, Xu Xiaoyong spoke: "Xiao Yuan, sit down, I'll wait for you." ”

Yuan Chenming, the second monk, was puzzled, when was he so important again.

Xu Xiaoyong represents the Eighth Road, Li Ping'an represents the armed forces, the village chief represents the villagers of Zhaojiazhuang, and the president of the Women's Rescue represents the women comrades.

Who does he represent, let these people wait for him.