Chapter 947: Sore Feet

After three hours, it was finally completely dark.

Hu Biao seemed to have no bones in his body, lazily leaning on a stone pillar, holding a Hanyang-made rifle in his arms, and smoking silently in his mouth.

It's a little exhausted, and I don't want to say a word.

In the position next to him, there were many members of the team, but they were all tired and didn't want to talk.

Only when they are worried about the Yin Law Alliance, they will see the situation in the main building from afar; So not only was there no bonfire, not even oil lamps and candles were lit.

Therefore, not to mention the darkness, under the light of a crescent moon, the environment is not very bright, only cigarette butts are bright and extinguished, and smoking under the environment of continuous lighting.

Mainly before dark, the Yin and French coalition forces relied on artillery fire to suppress and launched a total of three attacks.

Although these three attacks were all repulsed by the people guarding them without exception, there were even nearly two hundred casualties.

But Hu Biao and they are not easy at all, and the process is very difficult.

Fortunately, after waiting until nightfall, the Yin Law Alliance, which had been tossing for a day, finally stopped attacking.

Just use a part of the army to surround the main building; The rest of the other part of the people did not start eating and resting, but continued to toss in the Old Summer Palace.

These robbers and buns from Europa have not found any treasures.

Even some decorative fabrics, stone lions, and gazebos are not intended to be spared, and they are currently being dismantled and packed in full swing.

Or, to put it another way, these are excellent things in their eyes, and they are worth bringing back thousands of miles away.

With such a result, Hu Biao and others can be regarded as taking a breath of relief.

So there was a beginning, Hu Biao was finally able to sit on the ground, smoke a cigarette and slowly appeared.

No way! With Hu Biao's strong physical fitness, he naturally wouldn't be tired like this in just one afternoon of fighting.

The key is that for several days before, because of the packing and moving of cultural relics and digging tunnels, I slept later than the dog and woke up earlier than the chicken.

It's too much for physical and mental exertion.

And now is the beginning, and it is foreseeable that as this war continues, such a situation can only get worse and worse.

This is not! Hu Biao didn't have time to finish a single cigarette.

The current serious doctor of the righteous path guard, the team, came over with the same tiredness and bloodstains all over his body.

First unceremoniously, he took out a sand cigarette from Hu Biao's pocket and lit it for himself.

After taking a bite and burning most of the section, a bad news came out of his mouth:

"So far, we have a total of 13 dead and 7 seriously injured, and the lightly injured can only be said to be a lot; Although there were no team members killed or injured inside, there were still 6 palace maids who died in battle. ”

Compared with the results of this afternoon's battle, the number of light and serious wounded above is not even one-tenth of that of the Yin-French coalition army.

Wherever they went, these battles could be described as brilliant victories.

But if they really want to continue to consume like this, they will definitely not be able to consume these Yin Law Alliances; Besides, looking at these hard-working people, a little bit of consumption here, Hu Biao and others are also quite uncomfortable in their hearts.

It's just that there seems to be no good way to do it other than continue to consume.

So after listening, except for Hu Biao who said lightly 'I know', the others were still silent.

This situation was not until Hu Biao eased up a little and began to check the vigil at night, and came to the roof after checking all the way.

I walked up for a while, and suddenly a faint fragrance came from the position behind me.

After turning his head to look, it turned out that the God of Wealth came over with a bucket of steamed buns.

After seeing Hu Biao look at it, he said with a smile in his mouth: "Brother-in-law, are you hungry?" Hurry up and grab something to eat; It's just that it's not convenient to make a fire at night, so everyone can only eat some cold steamed buns made in advance during the day.

However, some pickles were specially pickled for you, and the taste was okay. ”

As for why he couldn't make a fire, Hu Biao naturally knew what the reason was, so he didn't say anything.

After sitting down, he picked up a cold steamed bun in his hand, and began to eat and drink with the cold boiled water in the tin kettle.

It was only two or three mouthfuls, and a fist-sized steamed bun was killed.

No way! They are already severely deficient in terms of rest, and if they don't even eat enough food and calories, it will be a big problem.

Xu is the whole time today, because of the reason of walking too much; When Hu Biao was squatting to eat and drink, the God of Wealth sat on the ground and took out a pair of his feet from his boots.

If that's all there is, there's nothing at all.

The feet of the God of Wealth girl don't have a big taste, and if it's a little taste, it's actually nothing in the current bad situation.

The point is that this girl is under a pair of uniform pants and is wearing a pair of black socks that the system has drawn; That is, the operation of threading silk in the pants in the legend.

Especially when the God of Wealth is constantly stretching and moving his pair of delicate and small feet.

Suddenly, Hu Biao clearly felt that he didn't know why he felt very thirsty, so the movement of 'Gu Dong~' drinking water suddenly became bigger.

Seeing this, after Hu Biao coughed twice, he helplessly shouted:

"Xiaomei, pay attention, I'm still eating."

The God of Wealth raised his feet and sniffed it, and retorted in his mouth: "It doesn't stink again, it's not like you've been numb for a day; I'm embarrassed to take it out in front of other people, so I take it out in front of my brother-in-law to relax? ”

Faced with such a statement, Hu Biao could only wisely close his mouth.

But the God of Wealth was energetic, and a sentence came from his mouth: "Brother-in-law, your hands are stronger, you can help me knead and invigorate my blood~"

Facing a pair of beautiful feet that were as sharp as a murderous blade.

After Hu Biao took a deep breath, he knew that this situation could not continue, otherwise it would be very dangerous; With a solemn expression, he said to the God of Wealth:

"Xiaomei, in fact, you want to develop in the direction of the concubine and become a charming woman, which is absolutely right.

It's just that in the process of growth and development, if you want to practice your hands, it's not appropriate for me to always find a brother-in-law like this. ”

"Mm-hmm, brother-in-law, I see." The God of Wealth agreed very obediently.

Just turning around, Hu Biao was a little numb: "I'll go to Lao Yang later, or Xu Feng will help rub it." ”

Hu Biao: "Come back......"

******

Fortunately, my brother-in-law rubbed my sister-in-law's black socks and feet, and such a bloody thing was not staged.

Just when the God of Wealth, a pair of 37-yard little feet, almost poked Hu Biao's nostrils, an angel appeared.

To be more precise, at such a critical moment, after a burst of footsteps, Lao Hei appeared in front of the two of them.

He shouted in his mouth: "Lao Hu, go out of the tunnel tonight, do you want to go to fight foreign devils and black guns?" I set off immediately when I went. ”

"Of course I went! Let's go~"

Hu Biao bounced off the ground in an instant, and hurriedly agreed.

Then he hurriedly left the roof of the building as if he was burning his buttocks; Only some conversations with Lao Hei were left: "Tonight, not only do you have to fight the black gun, but also call Chen Tang and Ba Long to come and have a conscienceless cannon~"

In the end, only the God of Wealth was left with a depressed face.

But after figuring out something, he suddenly laughed, and the bright smiling face and face under the moonlight made him hold back and not speak not far away.

Ren Liang, who regarded himself as an air man, was dumbfounded by this father-in-law; I couldn't help but think in my heart: If this woman enters the palace, I am afraid that she will be extremely favored by Lord Xianfeng......

(End of chapter)