In the middle of the night in Wushan, the cold wind is bone-chilling, the hands and feet of the frozen people are cold, and at the same time, the heart will tremble from time to time like ice.

The valley amplifies the sound of the wind, and the "woo" is like the sound of a horn.

No one could have imagined that in this bad weather, a team would help the old and the young to advance towards the east in the cold wind.

Wang Wu is still at the forefront of the team.

Although the Shaanxi Qing army and the rebels who attacked Lao Mugang were defeated by him, Ma Changyuan said that there was a Huguang Qing army on the side of Huangcaoping, so no one dared to guarantee whether they would encounter the Huguang Qing army on the road.

So I prepared for the worst.

Fight for your life, only to die.

The team that was in its early 2,000s is now a little bigger.

On the way, Wang Wu took in hundreds of people.

In addition to the nearby people who were hiding from the Qing army, there were some remnants of the Ming army that were scattered.

Like Wang Wu, these remnants were also determined to sacrifice, and would rather persist in guerrilla attacks in the mountains than go down to surrender to the Ming army.

The largest group was led by a general manager named Pang Si, with 75 people.

Pang Si was originally subordinate to Wang Jiayu, the chief soldier, but Wang Jiayu was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he turned against him during the war, resulting in the collapse of the Ming army.

Pang Si, who was angry, was forced to leave the team and sneak into the mountains on the way to the Qing camp with Wang Jiayu.

One dive is more than a month.

During this period, there was a battle with the Qing army that swept the cave, and the original team of more than 200 people finally left about 70 people.

At first, Pang Si and they could still get a little food from the people, but as the scale of the Qing army's cave sweeping expanded, it was difficult for them to get food from the people.

Forced to hide in the mountains, they were so hungry that they had no strength to walk, and their faces were swollen.

After containing Pang Si and providing them with food, Wang Wu had a brief conversation with the boss.

Wang Wu asked Pang Si if he hadn't met them, would he really starve to death in the mountains.

Pang Si was silent for a long time before he said, "I always have some strength to give myself a good time." ”

This answer made Wang Wu also silent.

He didn't ask Pang Si why they insisted.

Because in this world, it's not his king who is obsessed with righteousness!

The loyal ministers and righteous men who have touched countless descendants and are famous through the ages have never appeared out of thin air.

It may seem foolish and loyal, but in fact, it is the reason why this nation has been able to stand for thousands of years, and it has continued to die and regain the country.

But if you really want to say what this righteousness is, a hundred people have a hundred answers.

The mainstream is naturally the Yixia debate.

But this is the righteousness of the reader.

It is also righteous to be loyal to the two masters.

This is the righteousness of the officials.

What is the righteousness of ordinary people?

It's probably the obsession with clothes.

If it weren't for the shaving order, Wang Wu felt that the Qing court should have successfully unified China more than ten years ago.

Clothing is the righteousness that ordinary people who have participated in the anti-Qing Dynasty in the past ten years!

Someone gives in, someone doesn't.

The Ming army that struggled to advance eastward in the cold wind was an existence that refused to give in.

It's just that Wang Wu can't hold it anymore.

It's not that Kang Qing's will has wavered, but that he hasn't closed his eyes for two consecutive days, so that every step he takes, his eyelids are very heavy, and his head is very heavy.

I really want to go straight down to sleep.

It doesn't matter if it's cold or not.

Even if you can't open your eyes again.

But every time he had the idea of falling asleep, there was always another voice telling him that he had to move forward.

Because Wang Wu is not a person now.

It's three thousand!

In order to drive away the sleepy insects, and in order to be responsible for the team that followed him behind him, Wang Wu wiped his face and neck with the snow that had not yet melted countless times.

Just to make yourself sober.

More and more soldiers followed Wang Wu's example and forced themselves to be sober.

They are all human beings, not iron!

But even so, the team's progress continued to slow down.

Some people even fainted due to lack of physical strength.

If this continues, there will be those who have fallen behind.

Looking at the dark night sky in front of him, he stuffed a piece of snow directly down his neck, and after his body trembled violently, Wang Wu suddenly shouted to the heralds who had been following him: "Herald, sing with me!" ”

"Command, sing with the general!"

Voices continued to be transmitted in front of and behind the team.

"Mother, what does the general want us to sing?"

In the middle of the crowd of women and children, a little girl who was tied behind her by her mother with a rope looked curiously at the soldiers who were passing orders not far away.

The young mother didn't know what the soldiers wanted them to sing, so she just reached out and pulled the strip of cloth tied around her daughter's waist, and after making sure that there was no problem, she relieved herself and lifted her little son, who was sleeping soundly on her back.

The little one is clearly asleep.

I don't know if I'm dreaming of sugar gourds, or dreaming of oily fat meat, and there is a lot of saliva on my little mouth.

Sing?

What to sing?

The same question also surfaced in the hearts of the soldiers of the Ming army who were struggling to advance eastward, and everyone looked towards the front of the team.

Before long, a loud song came from the front.

"Don't beat the drums, don't beat the gongs, listen to me sing this killing song!"

The heralds with various accents kept handing Wang Wu's singing to the rear.

"Don't beat the drums, don't beat the gongs, listen to me sing this killing song!"

The singing also sounded from east to west.

There are men, there are women.

There are old people, there are children.

"Now the emperor is not Han, and the Manchurian Qing demon is an old man."

"Wearing a red cherry blossom real dog hat, hanging a pearl on the top like a mouse."

"It's even more scoundrel to garrison the Qing Demon, so you don't have to plow the fields and grow vegetables."

"Brother, you are a member of the Han family, and if you don't kill the enemy, you are not brave."

"Ninety-nine with a steel knife in your hand, kill all the Hu Lu Fang!"

“......”

One sonorous lyric after another resounded over the ranks.

The birds of the forest flew away, and the little beasts were terrified.

The singing is getting louder and louder.

It's like Wushan singing in the middle of the night!

The birds and beasts were empty for several miles.

"What are they singing?"

On the order of Niu Wancheng, Du Si Qikui, who led a team of people to quietly follow behind the Ming army, was startled by the singing from the front.

It's a little far away, and I can't hear it clearly.

But there was a great power in that song, a power that Qi Kui had never feared.

Song En, the sentry officer beside him, was puzzled: "My lord, the Ming army sings so loudly, so he is not afraid of being exposed?" ”

"Exposed?"

Listening to the fading song, Qi Kui shook his head and asked Song Eun, "Do you think they are afraid?" ”

"This..."

Song Eun was silent.

Because he knew they were not afraid.

The singing sound in the forest was like a strong wind sweeping through the fog, driving away sleepiness and pointing out the direction for the Ming army.

The east began to glow white.

Dawn is coming.

Following the guidance left by Liu Hengbu, who had been transferred first, the Ming army that marched with difficulty finally passed through the dense forest of Wushan.

In front of you is an extremely open plain.

To be precise, a valley surrounded by mountains.

"They're coming, they're coming!"

Within their line of sight, someone was rushing towards Wang Wu and them.

Farther away, hundreds of knights stood beneath the morning glow.

The two leaders were both white-haired and the other had a full beard.

The former, Yasukuni Duke Yuan Zongdi!

The latter, Nan'an Hou Hao waved the flag!

Wang Wu also noticed the cavalry in the distance.

He knew that there was a high probability that it would be those two handsome!

I couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Step forward, with a mind like a hundred feet of light.