When it was all dark, Ao Canghai returned. It looked miserable, and the cotton armor on his body had two big holes. There is a piece of scalp missing from his head, and even a big lock of hair is missing. Blood that had crusted over from the top of the head to the chin. There was an arrow stuck in his shoulder, but fortunately he didn't shoot through the cotton armor.

took the snow to help Ao Canghai wipe the bloodstains, and checked the wound with some gold sore medicine. That's it, and the rest are all Yuan Ang wants to leave. This thing is now busy in the wounded barracks in the back!

It is said that it is a wounded barracks, but in fact there is not even a tent. The wounded soldiers are lying on the ground, and a blanket is spread on the ground and then lying on it, which is considered a good treatment.

The snow fell heavier, and there was silence on the battlefield. Li Xiao and Ao Canghai hid in the trench to avoid the wind, it was too fucking cold. It is impossible for the army to come out with all the firewood, and it is even more impossible to go out to collect firewood now. I can only shrink into the trenches dug during the day!

Neither of them spoke, just listened to the sound of the wounded soldier lying outside. It's like crying, and it's like laughing. It was a sound that was unbearable, there was no doctor here, and the little medicine I had with me was used for whatever I could. The rest can only be carried, and if you resist the past, you will live, and if you can't resist, you will die. In this doggy era, there is no reason to talk about it.

Li Xiao had never heard such a frightening voice in his two lives, and there were large patches of them, like a tide rushing over his body.

The snowflakes fell, and it was too dark for Li Xiao to see the snowflakes. I only felt that my body was cold and wet, and the soft piece on my hand slowly melted.

It didn't take long for a thick layer of snowflakes to accumulate on the ground!

Li Xiao and Ao Canghai huddled together to keep each other warm, and they felt that the white gas spewing out of each other's mouths was cold. Ao Canghai squeezed Li Xiao, "Boy, don't sleep." At this time, I fell asleep, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wake up in this life. Eat a little, and you will have the strength to live. ”

With trembling hands, he took a stone-like flatbread from Ao Canghai's hand, put it in his mouth and gnawed it hard. The teeth gnawed on the flatbread, and there was a real sound of gnawing stones. "Click" and "click" can be transmitted far and wide in the dark. Except for the "rustle" of the muddy river flowing with ice and snow, this seemed to be the only sound that was not tragic on this night.

After a while, a similar sound came from the nearby trench.

Outside the trenches, there were constantly Eight Banners running in the distance with torches. As if to remind Qi Jiajun that they hadn't left yet.

"Lao Tzu has fought many battles, and every time Lao Tzu tells himself that Lao Tzu can survive. Look at this knife, rubbing the skin of the brain. A few inches lower, half of my head is gone. Boy, trust me. As long as you think that you won't die, you can't die! Ao Canghai seemed to be thirsty for food, so he grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.

Neither of them spoke, and Li Xiao was just thinking about his younger brothers and sisters. Li Xiu is sensible, Li Hu is reckless, and Li Hao is clever. And the cute little jade, oh yes! And that flat-haired brute! It's so good to be a big brother, to be respected and loved. That kind of warmth can't be expressed in words.

Thinking about it, my heart seemed to be blocked. The kind that can't breathe, as if someone has covered their mouth and nose.

In the second half of the night, the whimpering outside the trench gradually became quieter. Li Xiao thought that most of them should have fallen asleep. Only a few people were still "wooing" and "wooing", and the sound was floating around one by one, sounding like they were talking. You ask, and he answers. The voice was desolate, and it didn't sound like it came from a living person.

After a long time, only one voice was left whimpering. The voice was as low as a mosquito chirping, and it flew gently around the face. Listening to it, it doesn't look like it's moaning, but like it's singing some minor key.

There was no sound around, only this sound, which went around for a long time.

My eyes were a little cold, and when the tears melted the snow, they flowed into my neck like a cold wind blowing in.

Li Xiao felt that he was about to be frozen, and the feeling that his blood was going to clot was very terrifying. There was a tingling sensation on the tips of his fingers, and Li Xiao had to move. It's not surprising that people freeze to death in the winter in the Northeast, when they used to be in Inner Mongolia. There are often people who have drunk too much and fall asleep on the street, and by the next morning they are already freezing hard.

Suddenly there was a long scream in the field, followed by a second one.

Not everyone can make it up, and some guys can't make it up. I wanted to run out through the darkness, but I was caught by the Eight Banners who roamed like a wolf. They know what they're going to do with their ass!

After about a dozen screams, it was no longer audible. Maybe people understand that running out is a dead end. Or maybe I feel that if I can't run, I'm dead, and I'm too lazy to move!

Li Xiao was very fortunate that he was wearing a cotton dress sewn by Sister Qiao. Recently, there is no shortage of money on hand, and there is a lot of cotton. Otherwise, I'd have froze to death.

Stand up, keep squatting up, getting up and squatting again. Ao Canghai looked at Li Xiao like a fool, and felt that this child was frozen stupid.

The effect is very good, and the numb limbs begin to rejuvenate. My whole body gradually became a little hot, although I knew that it would take a lot of physical strength. But there is no way, if you nest any longer, you will really freeze to death. It wasn't until his brain was sweating that Li Xiao stopped, took out the cake and began to gnaw it.

The bread in his arms was hot, and it didn't seem to be so hard. It's just a little salty!

I can't care so much, it's only right to eat something to replenish my physical strength. Anyway, if you have something to eat, you can replenish your physical energy. Fortunately, there is snow everywhere, and if you are thirsty, you just need to grab a handful of snow and stuff it into your mouth.

After staying up all night, I finally saw the morning star rise. When the sky was white, Li Xiao knew that he had finally survived this night. Li Xiao swore that it was the first time he was so excited to see Tianguang.

At dawn, there was no sound. Li Xiao pulled Ao Canghai to lie on the edge of the trench and look out, and the hundreds of wounded soldiers who were still shouting yesterday were all dead. He lay on the ground and didn't move. The body was covered with white snow, forming a human-shaped bulge on the ground.

All the people who were still alive in the trenches stared blankly for a long time, and no one spoke. Even Ao Canghai, who is used to seeing life and death, has been standing for a long time. After a long time, Ao Canghai shook his head and sighed: "Miserable! ”

What Li Xiao didn't expect was that it was just last night. His house in Liaoyang is equally tragic!

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There will definitely be people who don't like such chapters.,Online article.,It's just a cool picture.。 If you write so sadly and so miserably, you will definitely be scolded. The old dragon is mentally prepared for this.

But Lao Long still wrote, I want to write a flesh-and-blood Han nation for all officials.

Our nation has heroes who can sing and cry, and there are traitors who make people hate and spit. We have open-mindedness, but we also have feudal and conservative dross. We are strong and we are weak. We are proud, but we also have low self-esteem. We are brave, and we are equally timid.

We are a people full of contradictions!

Lao Long wants to use his words to show everyone a flesh-and-blood, vivid late Ming world.

There are good people and bad people here.

Someone slashed at the enemy's blood!

Someone knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, wagging his tail and begging for mercy!