Chen Yu sat in the hall reading a book, annoyed also found a copy of Tagore's "Flying Birds" to read, the two of them were very intoxicated by the faint light of the oil lamp, the veterinarian was peeling the corn cob, looking up at the two from time to time, carefully putting the corn kernels into the bamboo basket.

The book was brought back from Ramgarh all the way, and he seemed to have found his former self as a student, studying all night long, just for the ideal country.

Ah Yi tiptoed in with a basin, dragged off his shoes and sat on the bench to soak his feet, wiped the water on his hands, and picked up a book on the table.

"How is it in English?"

Chen Yu said: "People don't use Chinese characters in India, where can I buy you Chinese books." Annoying, his father has a few rooms of books at home, you go to borrow them, see if his father borrows them for you. ”

Annoyed subconsciously licked his index finger and turned a page: "My father promised to tell you that books and his wife will not be borrowed, and his stinky temper can be given, and books are not to be discussed." ”

"Alas, if only I could see such foreign books when I was a student, whose book is this?" Ah Yi sighed.

Annoyed replied: "Mr. Tagore, the one who won the Nobel Prize in Literature." ”

"I heard it when I was studying, Daxian, I don't know if I can see each other in this life."

"You'll see it when you're dead." Chen Yu put down the book, got up and went to the kitchen to fetch water and wash his feet.

Ah Yi looked up and asked, "Why are you waiting for me to die?" ”

"In the 30th year of the Republic of China, they drove to the west." (The Republic of China does not use the A.D. era, but uses the Republic of China year.) ）

"Huh?"

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Following.

The sky of Chanda was gray, and Chen Yu stood in the open space in the courtyard and looked up at the sky, as if it was going to rain.

Now that he is left alone in the regiment headquarters, Ah Yi led the troops back to the Qipo position early in the morning and continued to train. Dead and his second battalion who were on duty last night came back, and since our supplies were no longer lacking, Dead Dead has been doing it himself, and all kinds of military training activities are personally carried out by himself, and are not handed over to Chen Yu.

Yesterday, Zhang Lixian and the others were looking for trouble with Xiaodrunk, and they took a day off to find Xiaodrunk.

Chen Yu has become a superfluous person, annoyed to be in charge of the first battalion, Ah Yi is afraid that others will rob his third battalion and let him lose the opportunity to lead the troops to fight.

Stepping on the threshold, he came back with a Thomson submachine gun, and when he came back, he stepped on the threshold and looked up. Chen Yu was afraid that he would not be able to think about it like Yu Xiaoqing, Yu Xiaoqing pulled out a gun and committed suicide and was stopped by Zhang Lixian and others.

If there is a rope, if you are dead, you will definitely hang your neck on it, and everything will be fine with a kick of your legs.

"The lackey dragon article under the door, do you want to find Zhang Juzheng?"

Dead, dead, Chen Yu glanced at him: "You are the lackey, your whole family is a lackey." ”

"You're not a lackey, I'm your lackey."

"Hehe..."

Reaching out to cover the top of his head, a drop of rain fell on the palm of his hand, Chen Yu looked at the water stains in his palm, and continued to look up at the sky. Dead Dead stood on the threshold, eyes fixed on the doorframe.

"It's going to rain."

Dead, dead: "Nonsense, this place of Chanda can even turn clouds and mist into rain, and it's strange if it doesn't rain." ”

Since Master Yu's plan to cross the river was canceled, Yu Xiaoqing has been reluctant to give up every day. The dead and dead plan to cross the river was overturned by Chen Yu, and now, like Yu Xiaoqing, he seems to have lost his soul every day.

One stood in the clearing, and the other under the eaves. The sky above Chen Yu was drizzling, the dead sky was obscured by the eaves, and he was observing the cobwebs on the door frame.

Outside the courtyard, I remembered the roar of the jeep, and a rapid braking sound sounded, Yu Xiaoqing's black eyes and red eyes appeared behind him, and he couldn't wait for the Sichuan Army and others to go to the division to talk about it, Yu Xiaoqing found it himself.

Behind Yu Xiaoqing, Zhang Lixian, Yu Zhi and others were holding a bunch of drawings, He Shuguang was covering the drawings in their arms with an umbrella, and they almost moved the sand table in the headquarters of the Yu Division.

"Standing on the threshold of the corpse?" The corners of Yu Xiaoqing's mouth didn't move, and she said hummingly.

Dead Dead jumped off the threshold, sat on the ground and smirked at Yu Xiaoqing: "Someone said very well, there are soldiers in Jingkou, and Qi Jiguang who is a 'lackey under the door' also has it, but we don't have Zhang Juzheng." ”

"How about me being Shousuke?"

"You don't have enough weight, you have to be a pivotal person."

Yu Xiaoqing heard the words, and after a moment of silence, she frantically tore up the drawings in Zhang Lixian's arms, picked them up and stuffed them into her arms. Chen Yu stood in the rain in the courtyard, and seemed to hear the Japanese army's cluster artillery fire, but there was no Japanese army's cluster artillery fire on Nantianmen.

Oh! It was thunder, and the thunder rolled and struck over the zenda sky.

"These, these!"

Yu Xiaoqing lost his temper for the first time, and he roared hysterically at death: "One year, my plan has been shattered by you in an hour over the past year. Now 1 you are standing up here, we have a lot of corpses, and there is no shortage of you.

Seventeen hours ago, I was about to shoot my own head with a gun, and my men saved me. I had never slept so long in bed for eight hours, and I watched the sand table in my chair for another four hours, recalling how you had annihilated my troops.

For the last five hours, I went around in a circle for three hours in Dhyana, and I realized that I didn't even know the way. If it weren't for Zhang Lixian to take someone to find it, I would still be going around in circles in Chanda, and the most hateful thing is that on the road, my Zhongzheng sword was stolen! ”

There was a dead silence, and then there was a laugh, Chen Yu stood in the courtyard and heard Yu Xiaoqing going around in a circle in Chanda, and even the Zhongzheng Sword was stolen, so he couldn't help laughing.

Then came the laughter of another person, who sat on the ground and covered his mouth and snickered, and the cheap look was very disgusting.

The torn drawings drifted in the courtyard with the wind and rain, and Zhang Lixian wanted to pick up those drawings, but was stopped by Yu Xiaoqing. The more Zhang Lixian wanted to pick up the scattered broken drawings, the more Yu Xiaoqing whipped him with the command, until He Shuguang hugged Yu Xiaoqing's arm and knelt in front of him.

He Shuguang knelt on the ground and cried: "Master, these are the hard work of the brothers for a year. I don't need them, I'll take the commandos up immediately, I can't take down the Nantianmen, and I don't need you to cut it, the Japanese will cut me. ”

"These are not the brains of the people, they are waste paper!" Yu Xiaoqing said sadly.

Dead, dead, sitting on the ground as if watching a play: "It's not waste paper, we're waste paper, no!" We are waste, a bunch of waste. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know."

Yu Xiaoqing picked up the dead collar and asked: "What do you say you don't know, Takeuchi Lianshan, you destroyed my entire division, now you say you don't know, why don't you know?" ”

"Him."

Dead Dead pointed to Chen Yu who was drenched in the rain in the courtyard, and said with a wry smile: "I destroyed your division, but this guy destroyed me." What he said just now is what he said, we are all 'lackeys under the door', and the division seat is not up to Zhang Shoufu. ”

Cold eyes shot at Chen Yu, Yu Xiaoqing walked into the drizzle, stretched out his hand and pushed Chen Yu. Seeing that Chen Yu was looking up at the sky, Yu Xiaoqing also looked up at the sky, but there was nothing else in the sky except dark clouds and lightning.

"What is in the sky that is worth looking at all the time, Major?" Yu Xiaoqing asked.

Chen Yu smiled stupidly: "Shizuo, you said that an army without 'follow-up offensive capabilities' and an army with 'perfect independent operations', which army would you choose?" ”

"Nonsense, of course it's the latter."

"If you add one in front of you after conquering the South Heavenly Gate, two armies, how to choose the division seat?"

Yu Xiaoqing raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Are you entertaining me?" Of course it's the latter, as a general who leads troops to fight, can't you tell which is more important? If this is the case, you should take off this dress as soon as possible, go back to your hometown to marry your daughter-in-law and have children, and sit back and watch the country ruin and the family ruin. ”

"So."

Chen Yu lowered his head and said, "The master seat is clear, and the Jun seat is naturally clear." I heard that the Yu family is a family, a family of military generals, what is the foundation of Ansheng's life? Does the master know?

Without an order from the Expeditionary Force Commander's Headquarters, the Sichuan Army would not accept any orders from the division, even if it saw the entire army of the Yu Division annihilated on the west bank. ”

"You ······"

When the words came to his mouth, Yu Xiaoqing took it back.

Okay, Yu Xiaoqing didn't continue to argue with Chen Yu. The shelving of the attack on Nantianmen is not a battle plan, nor is it that the soldiers are ineffective, and it is not that the officers are greedy for life and afraid of death, the reason is still Yu Xiaoqing.

The original plan to attack Nantianmen was put into practice, and the Yu division would be defeated and would never be able to recover from the task of the advance assault. Shelving the attack plan is to give Master Yu time, but also to give Yu Xiaoqing time to beg his Uncle Tang.

There was silence for a long time, until the two of them were drenched in the drizzle.

Yu Xiaoqing said sneeringly: "One month! Just one month!

Even if he kneels in front of all the hall officials, he will let the soldiers on the east coast go straight to the gate of heaven. You said that there is no Zhang Shoufu, then I will kneel for you to kneel a Zhang Shoufu, you 'lackeys' are waiting, when you are a group of 'lackeys' to work. ”

Chen Yu bowed: "Chen Yu, the lackey under the door, wait and see." ”

"It's a good metaphor for 'lackeys under the door.'"

"Thank you for the praise."

Suddenly, Yu Xiaoqing kicked Chen Yu over, walked into the porch and hit the face of the dead roe deer.

Now it's Yu Xiaoqing's turn to be a 'lackey', he has to look for his 'Zhang Shoufu' with a shy face. Chen Yu hinted that he wanted to be a lackey, and the arrogant Yu Xiaoqing never became a lackey, but in order to conquer the West Bank, he had to be a 'lackey'.

Chen Yu also wanted to be a 'lackey under the door', but he couldn't even find the door, so there was no way. The only person who has a way to be a 'lackey under the door' is Yu Xiaoqing, and only he is worthy of being a 'lackey under the door'.

Hundreds of years ago, Qi Jiguang could be Zhang Shoufu's 'lackey' for the sake of Jingkou, why can't you Yu Xiaoqing do it now. Do big things at the expense of your life, want to fight a war to conquer the West Bank, what about the lackeys under the door?

Qi Dashuai did it, you Yu Shizao can't do it?

So Yu Xiaoqing left, leaving the deadline of 'January'. After January, Yu Xiaoqing will get everything he wants.

Yu Xiaoqing once had someone who didn't have a gun, so he knew that he couldn't conquer the West Bank.

Now Yu Xiaoqing has a gun, and he wants to conquer the West Bank.

Chen Yu said: No.

Yu Xiaoqing asked: How can we conquer the West Bank?

Chen Yu: You have to kneel, and you have to kneel to conquer the West Bank.

Moreover, after conquering the west bank, the credit of Nantianmen was divided into three or seven points, Yu Shi accounted for three points, and Yu Xiaoqing's kneeling 'first assistant' had to take seventy percent. It's just seventy percent, and it's still kneeling, and you have to look at other people's faces.

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"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.