Seeing that the people in the city were no longer rescued, the enemy below no longer tortured He Youlu after all, and killed He Youlu with the horse lance dropped by Ding Laosan, and provoked it to be inserted on the ground, in a conspicuous position under the city, in order to humiliate the people who angered the city.

In the evening, Wen Wuji slowly told about Chang'an, this time not a story, but simply Chang'an.

"The biggest thing in Chang'an is the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, Chang'an people are the most good at making lanterns, the so-called five drama lights Jiuhua, Qiluo is wrong, when the city lanterns are lit up, the first shimmering empty valley, like a morning torch, all miles see the light and seize the moonlight. It shows that my Tang Dynasty is strong and prosperous, and all the people are happy. ”

It can be seen that Wen Wuji should be literate and have a certain amount of literary talent, but he lives in Chang'an and does spice business. In the army, if you can read and write, you can be promoted, and Wen Wuji is a qualified commander.

"All those who died on the border will have their names on the lanterns, burning from the fourteenth night of the first lunar month to the seventeenth morning of the first lunar month. Millions of people in Chang'an are all competing to watch. ”

"Maybe no one will know that there was such a battle in the beacon fort of Anxi, and we all died here, so that we couldn't even keep our names."

Facing the afterglow of the sunset, Wen Wuji's eyes flashed with light, "The people of Chang'an, the people of Datang, eating oil hammers, drinking mutton soup, bringing their wives and children, happily enjoying the lanterns." Comfort them for a hard year. No one will think of us. ”

Everyone was listening quietly, Xiao Gui was holding the military flag, standing straight, and at this moment, he seemed to be blended with the flag.

After a pause, Wen Wuji said firmly: "But this is the meaning of us here, with us fighting the enemy at the border, we will avoid the people of Chang'an and our hometown from defending the enemy at the doorstep." ”

After saying this, Wen Wuji sighed and said: "No one wants to die, don't force it, you can choose to keep it or go." If anyone wants to leave, please send Liu Zongqi home first, he is still young, I don't want his grandmother to have a bad New Year in the future. ”

Everyone was silent, and no one said to leave.

Ding Laosan slapped Chen Xingfan beside him, and at this time, Chen Xingfan had already changed back into Datang clothes.

"Let me ask you, where are you not a thief on your way back?"

Everyone looked at the third child.

Chen Xingfan was surprised: "Huh? Do you want to go? ”

"Don't talk so much nonsense, ask you which way there are no thieves?" Ding Laosan said sharply.

Holding the horizontal knife in his arms, Chen Xingfan smacked his lips, "In the mountains behind Fengsui Fort, there is a path for sheep to step on, the enemy should not know, but they have to try." I killed three enemy spies who were scouting the way, and I don't know if they have found it now. ”

"Forget it, the enemy's army of 3,000 should arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest, and when they arrive, they will definitely surround the mountain. If any of you want to leave, get out of here now! ”

Chen Xingfan said impatiently and turned his head.

Ding Laosan leaned his back against the city wall, closed his eyes slightly and said: "You listen to me, you and Nannuzi, it's dark, and you are responsible for sending Liu Zongqi home to see his father." ”

Well? Everyone looked at Ding Laosan in some surprise, didn't he keep clamoring to withdraw? How could it be......

"If it weren't for this, I would turn into a ghost and look for you every night!" Ding Laosan said viciously.

Nan Nuzi and Chen Xingfan were puzzled at the same time: "Why? ”

Ding Laosan opened his eyes, glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "I figured it out, I'm a soldier." Soldier! It's to protect others, not to wait for others to protect me. ”

"I'll keep it! I want to let the enemy know that even if there is only one soldier left in Datang, I will defend them outside the territory of Datang! ”

Ding Laosan burst into tears, turned around and knelt down towards the battle flag fluttering in the wind, and beat his chest twice, "Eighth regiment, nine deaths without regrets!" Guard! ”

There are constantly people kneeling down and saluting with the battle flag, "Jiannan Dao, Yang Yiben, guard!" ”

"Lingnan Road, Zhang Feng'er, Shou!"

"Jiannan, Huo Yu, Shou!"

"Qianzhong Dao, Duan Junjun, Shou!"

"Guan Nei Dao, Guan Yun, guard!"

"Bai Zhendra, Shou!"

……

"Guard!"

At this moment, all the people of the Eighth Regiment emerged with infinite firm fighting intent, and an atmosphere of fighting to the death as if they were going home and not retreating filled the entire city.

At night, the sky is full of stars.

Bai Zhendra looked up at the sky and asked Duan Junjun next to him, "Hey, which one is the Morning Star?" ”

"My son knows it, but you don't know?" Duan Junjun followed and looked up.

"Grandma's, take advantage of me......"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Ding Laosan came back from fetching water, and each of them gave a kettle, "Hey, what's so nice about the stars?" The best thing about Anxi City is the rising sun, which is big, round and red, like the sugar cake made by my aunt. ”

"Ding Laosan, you are a starving ghost."

"Rolling ......"

Here, Wen Wuji held a bag of dry food and three kettles, and limped towards Chen Xingfan, Nan Nuzi, and Liu Zongqi, who were ready to pack.

I always heard that my legs and feet were not good, and Zhang Xiaojing had been following closely beside him.

Lao Wen handed the dry food and kettle to Chen Xingfan to hold, and said to the three of them: "Remember to go to Chang'an for us to see the lanterns." Let's go! ”

Nan Nuzi was carrying his bags, Chen Xingfan was eating and drinking, and he helped Liu Zongqi to turn around and walk step by step, but just after taking two steps, the three of them stopped.

Liu Zongqi bowed to Wen Wuji and wanted to make a big salute. was supported by Wen Wuji, "Get up, get up, stand up!" ”

Liu Zongqi's moved tears kept dripping, "Smell the team!" ”

The three of them stood up straight and thumped their chests twice at the same time.

Behind Wen Wuji, Zhang Xiaojing and all of them responded with the same salute, and everyone did not speak at this time.

The three of them were quite reluctant, but Wen Wuji kicked it alone and hurried away.

The remaining dozen brothers didn't move, and just watched the three of them leave slowly.

Everyone knows that maybe these three people are the only three people left in the Eighth Regiment, and they carry the hope of the Eighth Regiment.

When they returned to their posts, Zhang Xiaojing turned his head and looked, huh? What about Xiao Gui?

Coming to the high turret, in the corner of the wall under the flagpole, Xiao Gui was fiddling with a wooden barrel, carefully adding things to it.

Zhang Xiaojing sighed: "There is only such a little fire and thunder left?" How are you going to use it? ”

"Come on, the more the better, you're in charge of luring them over, I'll blow them up!"

In the early morning of the next day, in the early morning sun, dust could be seen in the distance, and enemy reinforcements had arrived.

Ding Laosan walked to the central turret, helped up Captain Su who was lying down, stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrows on Captain Su's body one by one, and saluted respectfully to the other party: "You look at it carefully, let you walk with peace of mind!" ”

Striding back, standing side by side with a group of brothers, looking at the surrounding army, holding a Mo knife, Ding Laosan roared: "Thirteen people against three thousand people, I, Ding Laosan, this life is worth it!" ”

"The Eighth Regiment, Nine Deaths Without Regrets!"

The crowd shouted in unison.