Chapter 8 Death is also a ghost
Warm after frost and cold after snow.
The wind has stopped, but the cold air in the air is still frozen, and people's faces hurt, even if the sun that has not been seen for many days is in mid-air.
Looking around, the entire Wushan area is white, and there is no green to see.
There were no birds in the sky, no beasts in the woods, and everything seemed to be sealed.
In the middle of this, I don't see the greatness of heaven and earth, but only know how small I am.
The snow-covered Wujiayuanzi regained its tranquility again, without the roaring and shouting of killing not long ago, but with a touch of solemnity and solemnity.
Wang Wu led people to bury Yu Guohua, the deputy general who was killed by Suo Yanlong, with those old Shun soldiers.
This is the meaning of Wang Wu, and it is also the will of the veterans of the Shun army.
When Yu's body was carried over, his subordinates Ma Sizhong, Qian Zong Xu Deyi and others found that Yu's abdominal wound had been stitched up, and the dirty blood on his face had been wiped clean, and they couldn't help but look at Wang Wu.
Wang Wu nodded slightly, but didn't say anything, he had no intention of using this matter to show favor to these Yu's subordinates, and then get closer to them and make these people use for himself.
Because, he just did his duty.
And he believes that these veterans of the Shun army, who have fought against the Qing army for 18 years, do not need him to do anything.
To do so is an insult to them!
"Thank you!"
Ma Sizhong and the others didn't say much, they only threw their fists at Wang Wu, and then led people to wrap Yu's body in a straw mat and gently put it into the deep pit dug in advance.
Without a coffin, I can't make a coffin for a while, so I can only be buried here temporarily.
More than 400 Lao Shun troops led by Yu Guohua watched sadly as the old captain entered the ground, and many people couldn't help but cry when they thought of the scene where the old captain lived and died with them during his lifetime.
The group invisibly magnified this sorrow.
The crying was contagious from one person to another, from subtle to amplified, and gradually there was already a cry in this unknown mountain recess.
Ma Sizhong, Xu Deyi and other officers also wept while covering the old lieutenant with little by little dirt.
The cry moved Wang Wu's heart, he knew that Yu Guohua must have been a very beloved person by his subordinates during his lifetime, otherwise these old soldiers would not have such strong feelings for him.
But I don't know how many people will cry for him after he dies.
Wu Zi looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.
An even more difficult problem lay ahead of him.
Where to go?
Wu Jiayuanzi will definitely not be able to hold it, the previous deputy general Wang Zhili, Lu Congyun and others who Suo Yanlong took away about 1,000 people, and Hu Jungui, another general soldier of the seal, also smeared oil on the soles of his feet and fled in a hurry with hundreds of soldiers after learning that the dam field had an accident, plus the scattered running, the Ming army of 4,000 people is now only more than 1,000 people.
Not to mention that these more than 1,000 people can defend Wujiayuanzi, even if 4,000 people are there, they can't defend it!
The Sichuan Qing army on the western front alone pressed more than 20,000 people on the front line of Wujiayuanzi, and they were all elite soldiers who had fought for many years!
The number of troops is not as large as that of the Qing army, the food is pitiful, and the weapons and equipment are several grades worse than those of the Qing army.
The way to clear was cut off by himself.
Today, he has only one choice.
Walk!
But, where to go?
Wang Wu didn't know, his heart was also in turmoil, but he had to force himself to calm down.
Because, the fifth king of the big sword is already the backbone of this remnant of the Ming army!
If he wants to panic and be overwhelmed, what will the others do?
The only way to forcibly suppress the confusion in my heart is to do my best.
Perhaps, it is really up to the fate of heaven.
But the road was chosen by himself, and from the moment he slashed Tian Shouyi with a knife, he was destined to have no choice but to go forward to the end.
Even if it's a dead end, you have to go!
Wang Wu on the side of the old Shunjun is not worried, if these old soldiers are willing to surrender to the Qing, they will not make him take the risk of cutting off the road to the Qing.
Now, what Wang Wu has to do is to unite the rest of the Ming army, at least twist them into a rope before the Qing army enters the heavy army.
No matter how many people there are, there is a backbone and a direction, and they can always give birth to a lot of strength.
No matter how bad it is, you can always fight a few battles with the Qing army.
After bringing people back to Yuanzi, Momoto Tianwen and Zhao Jinzhong came over to report the situation.
"Captain, it's over, there are more than seven hundred people left in the various departments combined."
Wang Wen said that in addition to the more than 100 people in their own barracks, most of the rest of the people were under the command of Suo Yanlong and Tian Shouyi, some did not run at all, some took the initiative to stay and chose to continue fighting, and some were intercepted by him and Zhao Jinzhong.
Now these people are in the dam field.
Wang Wu snorted slightly, and motioned for Tian and Zhao to go to the dam with him.
After arriving at the ground, I saw hundreds of Ming officers and soldiers wearing various military uniforms scattered in groups in all corners of the dam yard, apparently discussing what had happened before.
After discovering that the big sword king who had killed the general soldier of Suozhen and Tian came over, the crowd immediately gathered towards the dam with a hula.
There were officers in the crowd, but they were all low-level officers in various ministries, and there were none of the middle and senior generals.
"Wang Wu!"
"Big Sword King Five!"
"Captain Wang!"
“......”
The crowd shouted different names for Wang Wu, and a pair of eyes looked at the young man on the dam platform with longing, anxiety, or confusion.
The prestige of the Five Great Sword Kings had taken root in their hearts.
This made Wang Wu suddenly feel more stressed, as if he had a thousand heavy burdens on his shoulders, and he couldn't breathe.
After a moment, he exhaled, walked to the front of the crowd, and then slowly glanced at the black crowd under the stage, and said loudly: "I, Wang Wu, know what everyone is thinking and worrying about, so I Wang Wu has to explain what I have to say to everyone!" ”
No one in the crowd made a sound, and those in front and behind were staring closely at Wang Wu on the stage.
There was a man who was short and standing behind, and even stood up to see what kind of murderer the big sword king Wu who dared to kill the general soldiers and wanted to lead them to fight with the Tartars to the end.
Tian Wen, Zhao Jinzhong, Zhu San and others were also curious about what the captain was going to say to these people, so they pricked up their ears one after another, lest they miss a word.
Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Wang Wu sorted out his thoughts and continued to say to the crowd:
"Today's thing is because my Wang Wu is unwilling to be a dog for the Tartars, and in the future, my Wang Wu will also fight with the Tartars to the end, even if I die because of this, my Wang Wu has nothing to regret. My Wang Wusheng is a Ming person, and he has to be a ghost of the Ming Dynasty when he dies, and he will be his Manchu dog halfway, I am afraid that I will die in the future and have no face to see my father! ”
Of course, this dad is not the father who wants to exchange him for others.
It was Wang Deshun, the stepfather who was not related by blood but gave him food and taught him martial arts so that he could survive in troubled times.
"But I Wang Wu never forced others to choose the same as me, so I don't stop everyone to go back, and I don't stop everyone to live, you can choose whether to follow me and the Tartar to fight to the end, or choose to leave here to find a way out.
Seeking to survive, my Wang Wu has nothing to say, so let's gather and disperse! If you want to die, my Wang Wu has nothing to say, because I want to die a piece of death! ”
After speaking, Wang Wu raised his right arm and waved it into the air: "The only child in the family, Wang Wu will not stay!" The others decided by themselves, and those who stayed would die with me Wang Wu, and in the future, they would like to burn some paper money for us during the New Year's holidays, muttering a few words, and my Wang Wu is grateful! ”