"Where's the Jinyiwei? Drag him down! He Xiao patted his sleeve and prepared to go down.

The surrounding Jinyiwei and Tan Huaiyu were all acquaintances, and when they suddenly heard that He Xiao was going to take Tan Huaiyu to prison, it was still such a nonsense reason, and they were all stunned.

"What? Could it be that even Jinyiwei has to listen to the Yu family? He Xiao turned his head and glared at the crowd, "Do you want to rebel?" ”

Only then did the brocade guards move, holding Tan Huaiyu left and right, and dragging him down.

"Wait!" He Xiao turned around again and sneered, "Except for his official uniform, how can Daheng's official uniform go down to the pickled realm." ”

After he finished this fire in this court, he paced in all directions and went down.

Xiao Ye said a few words of apology to everyone in the court, and said something like "Now that the situation is urgent, the emperor is inevitably impatient, please bear with me" and other scenes, and then followed He Xiao all the way trotting away.

The courtiers slowly dispersed, and the official who had just stood up to argue with Tan Huaiyu glanced at Wan Chengping, and saw that Wan Chengping nodded slowly, and then walked outside.

Snowflakes were falling outside, but the ground was not so forgiving, and it was wet everywhere.

Yu Zhiwei, who was still in Changping, slapped the fire rope in his hand twice, sighed angrily, and dragged a fire rope on the tail of the fire gun in his hand, and the fire rope was extinguished in the light snow after two clicks. Yu Zhiwei flattened his mouth, changed his posture and held the fire gun - now the gun knife above can still be used.

Now it has been seven or eight days since she heard that Tsarist Russia was attacking, and she thought that these seven or eight days would be very difficult, but she did not expect it to pass so quickly.

The snowflakes floating in front of her eyes turned into water when they fell on her face, and she rubbed them when she raised her hand.

Ambush tonight.

Yu Jingning pushed Yu Zhiwei, who was lying in the abandoned house, and stuffed another firebolt to her, Yu Zhiwei glanced at it, and there was no firerope dragged on it.

"What have you done to me?" Yu Zhiwei frowned and whispered to Yu Jingning.

"Not mine." Yu Jingning's face was expressionless, "I have prepared the name for you, but I haven't had time to give it to you yet." ”

The group had only exchanged fire with the enemy once three hours earlier, and the two sides had no result, and the enemy had retreated for the time being. Thinking that they refused to give up, and they would always have another fight at night, so everyone prepared for an ambush at night.

Yu Jingning and Yu Zhiwei are in charge of two different parts, and it is at this moment that these two people take over. Yu Jingning didn't even know that Yu Zhiwei was holding a arquebus that couldn't be used when it snowed.

"Thank you." Yu Zhiwei took the bird gun in Yu Jingning's hand, and returned the rod he was holding to Yu Jingning's hand to Mingdu.

Nato moved lightly around the crowd, asking who hadn't picked up the flintlock yet.

The flintlock was given to the good guns in the Yu family's army, and the rest of the new learners took the arquebuses - looking at this sky, I'm afraid the snow will have to stop after a while, if they can use it, if they can't use it, they are used to cold weapons, and it's not a big deal.

After a few battles, everyone realized where the gap between them and Tsarist Russia was.

It's all on firearms, and in the years when Daheng was busy locking up the domestic fighting, the outside world was changing with each passing day, and their firearms and cannons had been updated at least two rounds. The kind of self-made flintlock in Yu Zhiwei's hand is almost a product of their elimination in the last round.

Not to mention that most of the equipment that Daheng is now equipped in the army is arquebuses that rest when they encounter water.

Tonight, the dark clouds covered the sun, the stars and the moon were gone, and a group of people all held their breath in the dark night, almost all of them stopped breathing.

Yu Zhiwei's eyes were shining in the night, she was the root of the disease that fell in her early years, and her eyesight was not very good at night, but she saw the few black shadows that shook over, and she saw it very clearly.

It was a scout sent by Tsarist Russia to test it.

Yu Zhiwei glanced at Mingdu, Mingdu understood, pinched his nose and cried a few times. Learned like a real little cub.

"Brother is obedient." Yu Zhiwei continued to look at the window, and spoke softly, as if coaxing a child, "Daddy, you go and bring the hoe behind the house, how can I see that there are people outside the house?" ”

Yu Zhiwei grew up in the market, and a mouthful of Beijing films sounds like a local citizen in this area - although Maozi may not understand it, it is best to do a full set of plays.

Yu Jingning can only speak official words, and in this case, he just "shushhh

The child's cry chirped a few more times, and gradually became inaudible.

The shadows of the few people standing outside the window did not move, and when they heard that Yu Zhiwei's side was completely quiet, someone shook and went in the other direction.

A few people were still on the windowsill, staring at the shadows of the people outside the house.

After a while, someone came and knocked on the door, and there were obviously more people outside the window.

There was another muffled "boo" in the room, and the man outside the door said, "Open the door, we are passing soldiers." Come in and ask for a bowl of water to drink. ”

There was still no movement in the house, and the people outside the house seemed to be very impatient, and then shouted in his big-tongued Daheng official words: "We hear movement inside, if we break open the door and enter, we will all be killed, and no one will be left." ”

"Master Jun, how many of you are there?" Yu Zhiwei and Yu Jingning glanced at each other, and then "trembling" and said, "Our house is small, and there are too many people to sit down." ”

After chattering outside the door for a while, Yu Zhiwei couldn't understand something, and a child from Honglu Temple hid behind them, stretched out his ears to listen, and then translated in the smallest voice, which was almost inaudible outside the door. He was too young, just a teenager, still a civil official, and he looked like a child standing in the middle of a group of tall hills.

Yu Zhiwei patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, and gave him a look by the way-if that group of people came in, you would go out through the back door, and someone would protect you, so don't be afraid.

The child from Honglu Temple was so frightened that his eyes were trembling, but he still nodded firmly at Yu Zhiwei.

There was another voice outside the house, it was still the hairy man with the big tongue just now, and his tongue flicked when he said Dahengguan's words: "There are few people, you open the door, let's go in." ”

Yu Zhiwei stood up and was about to open the door, but Yu Jingning grabbed the corner of her clothes and motioned for herself to go.

Yu Zhiwei waved his hand at him, but still stood up.

All are less wary of women.

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