A few days ago, Song Wen's scout team went all out to explore, and found that there were five or six hundred acres of terraced fields and valleys that could be reclaimed in Daqingshan alone! Well cultivated, it is more than enough to feed a thousand people.

Song Wen likes it very much.

After resting for two days, in the early morning of the third day, Song Wen and all the soldiers of the Qingshan camp came to a hill with green pines and cypresses behind the Daqingshan Dumb Peak.

A small clearing was hastily leveled, and behind it were four tombs dug overnight.

A thick sadness spread, Song Wen pressed the handle of the knife on his waist, and quietly watched the sixteen soldiers with white scarves on their heads and foreheads slowly resisting the four black coffins!

Today is the funeral of the four Qingshan Battalion soldiers who killed the enemy and sacrificed their lives, and all the processes are simple, but all of them are arranged by Song Wen. In addition to guarding the prisoners and guarding the main road of the Zhaimen, the remaining more than 130 soldiers of the Qingshan Battalion were all present, and even more than 40 wounded people were also standing on the sidelines with bandages and sackcloth with red eyes.

Li Erlang stood on the side in a military uniform and roared: "Qingshan Camp! Draw the knife! ”

Since the beginning of Song Wen, all the soldiers of the Qingshan Battalion have drawn their swords out of their sheaths! There was a long roar of dragons and tigers, and three coffins stopped in front of the tomb, and the atmosphere was solemn and sad...... Already the soldiers of the Aoyama Battalion began to sobbed in low voices......

Li Erlang bent down and arched his hand: "Please Lang Jun to mourn and burn the sacrificial text!"

Song Wen straightened the white forehead on his forehead, walked to the front and looked at hundreds of pairs of reddish eyes...... Lang Sheng said: "Brothers of the Qingshan Battalion! We are all hard-working people, but we are not willing to do nothing and achieve nothing! Most of our brothers are fatherless and motherless, but we all have blood and justice! I will solve the difficulties of the people, and I will calm the injustice of heaven! ”

Nearly 200 soldiers shouted in unison...... "Do the way for the sky, do the way for the sky!" ”

Song Wen continued: "The thieves of Daqing Mountain are not tolerated by heaven for the sake of disaster!" The government is powerless to suppress bandits, so we will come to eliminate harm for the people! The four brothers returned to the battlefield for the people for nine days, and they are true heroes and heroes...... He is a good man who stands up to the sky! Behind the four brothers, the Qingshan Camp will not be extinguished for a day, and the incense of the Martyrs' Shrine will not end! We are loyal to my Chinese people, loyal to heaven and earth Huayu! Be loyal to the thousand-year-old incense inheritance of my descendants of Yan and Huang! The word righteousness is the meaning of life and death together on the battlefield and killing the enemy side by side...... Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand! ”

Li Erlang's eyes were red, and he drew his sword and roared: "Do the right thing for the sky, be loyal to Huaxia!" Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand......"

"For the heavens, loyal to China! Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand......"

"For the heavens, loyal to China! Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand......"

Swords are lined up, and the roar is shaking! Less than 200 Qingshan battalion villagers, the momentum actually made Daru Chidu, who had been in battle for a long time, tremble slightly with excitement in his hands that had begun to be numb to life and death.

Lin Chong, who was behind Song Wen, looked at his brother with red eyes.

Daruchi whispered silently...... "It's done, these dolls...... In the future, he will be a person of Song Wen, and he will be a ghost of Song Wen in death! If the Qingshan Battalion is truly an army, it will have the soul of a soldier and ......."

A simple sacrificial text was lit by Song Wen, an old copper incense burner with three incense fires and cigarettes, and a jar of wine-scented Tiandichun Shochu was splashed by Song Wen with three bowls to pay tribute to the heroic spirit.

As soon as Song Wen turned around, he yelled: "Take those twelve heinous thieves forward!"

Xiao Fuzi still had gauze wrapped around his left shoulder, and led the scout team to escort the twelve thieves leaders of Daqing Mountain, Lao Yaling and Dumb Zi Peak, who bullied the good and evil, and the scout team blocked the secret path of the Dumb Peak with only twenty people for half a day, and a total of hundreds of thieves on both sides of the front and back charged and killed, except for leaving dozens of corpses, it was difficult to move an inch! Lin Zhi, the youngest member of the scout team, was also killed by arrows here......

This is the glory that belongs to the scout team, the twelve thieves knelt down in front of the three new graves with weak legs and trembling, and Li Erlang led the twelve sword and shield soldiers who were the first to attack the battle to come forward and stand behind these thieves with broad-bladed broadswords.

Most of the thieves had already peed their pants, crying and begging Song Wen to spare their lives...... As soon as Song Wen raised his hand, the mouths of these people were immediately blocked by rags.

Song Wen pointed to a large group of ragged and frightened mountain homeless people in the distance, and said loudly: "You evil thieves, today is the time when you are full of evil!" In the past two days, I have questioned many innocent people who have taken you captive, who have wantonly raped people's daughters, mutilated children, and even killed people for fun! When we waited for the arrival of the officers and soldiers, we stubbornly resisted and killed my brother...... Kill you today, and give justice to the dead people and the Qingshan Camp brothers! ”

A scout stepped forward, took out a large piece of thick paper, and began to read out when and where these thieves had committed such heinous crimes! All of them are people who should be killed......

After Li Erlang and the other charges were read out, he raised his arms and shouted: "Raise the knife, for the innocent people!" Raise your sword for the brothers who died heroically! ”

"Roar!"

Twelve broad-bladed broadswords were raised high, and a cold cold light shone in the morning light......

"Kill!"

Puff puff......

A row of heads rolled to the ground, and the people in the distance trembled and trembled with fear.

Song Wen breathed a sigh of relief, this Daqingshan ...... It's finally your own!

At noon, Song Wen and Li Erlang, An Chunlin, Chong Daluchi, and a few people sat in the mountain temple of Duzi Peak, talking and laughing around an iron pot, and the mutton in the pot was tumbling and exuding aroma.

A soldier of the Qingshan Battalion led Wu Si, who had just recovered a little, who was pale, and walked in.

When Wu Si saw Song Wen, he quickly turned over and knelt on the ground with difficulty...... "Sinner, Wu Si, more than 300 old and weak women and children on Yuanbaoling have thanked Song Du for not killing him!" Thank you for Song Dutou's generosity in helping his life......"

Song Wen hurriedly walked over to help Wu Si up, and said with a smile: "Wu Zhuangshi, you have made outstanding achievements in this battle!" Don't say that, if it weren't for your brother's attack on the gate to distract the attention of the Dumb Peak's minions, or if you hadn't entered the Dumb Peak Fortress alone and caused them to be in chaos...... My Qingshan battalion still doesn't know how many brothers will be killed and wounded! The strong man repented and killed the thief...... It's me Song Wen, I should thank you! ”

Wu Si was shocked, and sincerely knelt down on one knee and arched his hand: "Song Dutou, the villain has never heard of such a mighty and benevolent official army in his life!" Dutou, if he doesn't dislike it, Wu Si is willing to be a small soldier under Dutou and go to the soup after the saddle! ”

"Hahaha, hurry up! Brother Wu, don't you say that I still want to win you over...... Rest assured! You and your brothers in Yuanbaoling, a total of thirty-six people, can be cleared of their crimes and join the township soldiers! Of course, if you don't want to fight anymore, taking the people of Yuanbaoling to share a piece of land in Daqingshanzhai or my Xiaoqingshanzhai or go down the mountain to work in my trading workshop is enough to support your family......"

"Dutou, can you still put them...... Freely? ”

Song Wen smiled: "Why not? They also fought bloody battles in the mountains to help us, and they also suffered six or seven casualties! I mean, I will leave them a piece of money and food according to the pension of 30% of the township soldiers in my Qingshan battalion...... Those who have families give them their families, and those who do not have families are to consult with yourselves. ”

Wu Si was completely dead at this time, and arched his hand: "If the head of the capital does not give up, the small one will also be called the head of Langjun in the future!" Lang Jun commanded, I dare to break through the sword mountain and the sea of fire! ”

"Okay, since we are brothers, come and drink and eat meat together...... Hahahaha! ”