Relying on the dirt slope, he gasped. Zheng Huzi touched his waist with his hand. A corpse of red thorn lying on the other side of the dirt slope suddenly rolled down with the dirt bump. His bloody face and pale eyes like a dead fish were facing Zheng Huzi's face. Zheng Huzi was startled, and then he spat a few times, lifted the body out with force, cursing: "His grandma! He is also a coward if he dies!"

Liu Fugui couldn't help laughing, but accidentally touched the wound on his left rib. In the severe pain, his face turned pale.

Both of them were bloody, and a hole of about an inch was cut by a projectile on Zheng Huzi's face, and his flesh was flipping, ferocious and terrifying.

Zheng Huzi took out two wrinkled cigarettes and threw them to Liu Fugui. He touched the matches, but disappeared. Then he tore the cigarette apart, put it in his mouth to chew it, patted Liu Fugui's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Scholar, scholar, I didn't expect that my brother would die with you. On this road to the underworld, don't nag with your brother anymore."

Liu Fugui chewed the tobacco like Zheng Dahun, which was extremely bitter, but it seemed that the wound was not so painful. When he turned around, he saw that the soldiers who were becoming more and more sparse behind the slope were holding guns in groups of three or three, checking ammunition, and preparing to face the next fierce attack of the Qing army. Just near the left, a soldier was bleeding from his right leg, but he crawled around to search for the bullets and grenades, as if the leg was not his.

Liu Fugui wiped the blood from his face and gritted his teeth and said, "Beard, I will still nag in your ear every day in the next life!"

Zheng Huzi burst into laughter, then looked at the direction of Taizhou in the smoke, leaned against the land, looked up at the sky, and gradually became silent.

Liu Fugui turned his head and looked at him strangely through the lonely dead grass, "Hey, why has it suddenly become deeper?" He said and laughed: "Are you thinking about Xizi?"

Zheng Huzi's face suddenly turned purple, and she immediately cursed: "Going ball, I have nothing to do with her. She gave me a purse that day. I didn't understand what it meant, so I scolded her a few words. Thinking about it now, I'm sorry for her." As she said that, she sighed.

Liu Fugui smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "I understand, I understand."

Suddenly, the gunshots started again, Zheng Huzi turned over and spat with blood mixed with tobacco, "Damn it, come on, I will become the smelly dog ​​shit on Bali slope, and Xun will also kill you bastards!"

Liu Fugui laughed, turned over and shot.

The thunder rumbled across the sky, but it could not hide the sound of killing on Bali slope.

...

Luo Zenan's face became more and more gloomy. I don't know which wave of offensive this was repelled. This small Balipo was afraid that the soil on the slope was sieve like a sieve of earth guns and bullets. However, although the flying Qilin flag of Pingyuan Army was broken, it fluttered high. It seemed so dazzling at this moment, as if it was mocking his incompetence. Whenever he looked at the flag that was intertwined with blood and fire, the ambition of the soldiers under his command was lowered.

This feeling was so unpleasant, just like the originally scented and tempting meal suddenly turned into a fishbone stuck in the throat. It couldn't swallow it, and it was so painful that it was so prickly that it coughed. It was so disappointing.

Luo Zenan sighed softly. The gap between the Qing officers and soldiers and the Pingyuan Army was not only in weapons and equipment. This spirit, the courage and honor gradually formed by the ever-winning army, and the glorious traditions and confidence of the powerful troops in Russia, Britain, France and other countries were difficult for the Qing soldiers to reach.

Using a thousand-mile mirror to look at the earth slope silently, looking at the sparse steel helmets that appeared and disappeared at that time, Luo Zenan knew that this army had finally gradually become the last of its strength. As long as the subsequent attack continues to be fierce, it will definitely be achieved overnight.

But for some reason, I felt a little regretful in my heart. They were all good men, but they got on the pirate ship.

Luo Zenan waved gently to the flag soldiers, "Send the order to the Kunzi Camp! Prepare to attack." Kunzi Camp is his personal army, and all the French fast guns equipped with them have not been put on the battlefield. The wolf cubs must be screaming, which will definitely give the most fatal blow to the remnants of the Huitou Army.

But I felt a little bit of a failure in my heart. I took turns to attack, but in the end I had to mobilize my own elite troops. Can this battle be said to be a victory?

...

In an alley in Taizhou City, the delicate Captain Zhang was repeatedly thanking Boss Ma Tao Fangma, the wounded, the health team, the chief husband team, etc. for all retreating. With the help of Boss Ma, the injured, who were seriously injured and difficult to move were hidden in several inconspicuous poor families.

Captain Zhang's repeated thanks naturally made Boss Ma feel at ease, but Captain Zhang's words made him feel bitter, "Boss Ma, it's better for you and your family to hide for a few days to avoid the puppet army from causing trouble for you."

Boss Ma then remembered his situation, which was extremely dangerous. If he followed the usual practice of the pseudo-Qing officials, he would be a death sentence for raiding his family, supporting the Huitou Army's mules, horses and vehicles, and affair with bandits to treat the wounded members of the Huitou Army, either of which would be enough to cut off his head.

With a wry smile, Boss Ma was both in the sky, and the sharp contrast between the gray-headed army and the puppet Qing army was very clear at this moment.

"And." Captain Zhang thought about it and solemnly handed a small cloth bag to Boss Ma. The small cloth bag was a metal aluminum box with more than a dozen pieces of life ingredient injections. This life ingredient was jointly researched by a project funded by Guangzhou Hospital and Taihexing. Captain Zhang participated in the whole process. In fact, this project was guided by the Regent, who was well-versed in the study and was named penicillin or life ingredient. Theories such as bacterial infection were also gradually entered the research stage under the inspiration of the Regent.

This is a new drug that can effectively suppress wound infection. How exciting it is, it is very clear to Zhang Yan'er, who has already had a very solid medical theory. She clearly remembers the scene of Chinese and foreign medical scientists and biologists in the laboratory embracing tears when the test mice were successful. During the war, the General's Office signed a confidentiality agreement with all the personnel participating in the experiment, and drug data is not allowed to be leaked. Otherwise, I am afraid that like the innovation of glass syringes, it will be another feat that caused a sensation in the medical community in the world. Moreover, this time it will be even more sensational, because this is a great discovery that can almost change the course of human life.

Although vital ingredients have serious allergies and may even be fatal, because they are now manually cultivated and refined, the yield is extremely low, so they can only be used on the most susceptible to infection and think that they can save their lives. Therefore, this flaw can be ignored. If calculated based on the value of life, this injection of twig can almost be said to be a priceless treasure. Captain Zhang has always kept it with him, and these are the only few left.

Boss Ma took the cloth bag and asked in surprise: "What is this?"

The captain of the security team responsible for protecting the safety of the health team, Ma Dashan, and the health officer Xiao Wang, also looked at Captain Zhang in confusion.

Ma Dashan is as strong as his name, and is as strong as a small hill. He received the strict orders of Sanbao. More than a dozen soldiers from his guard team are responsible for protecting the safety of the health team.

Captain Zhang smiled and said, "Don't worry, go and have a good time. In short, please help me keep these potions."

Boss Ma nodded repeatedly, caring about the safety of his family at this moment. Hearing the faint gunfire stopped again, he felt even more anxious and hurried back and hid with his family. As for this thing, he didn't care what it was. Anyway, the Huitou Army had too many new things, so he was afraid that he wouldn't understand if he asked.

Captain Zhang turned to Ma Dashan at this time and said, "Brother Ma, I want to go to Balipo to have a look."

When Ma Dashan was stunned, his head was shaking like a rattle, "No, no, let's go now, hurry up." Without waiting for Captain Zhang to argue, he said firmly: "Doctor Zhang, don't say it. If you must insist, I can only tie you up and leave." No, Ma Dashan would rather lose his head by himself than cause any loss to the health team. Otherwise, the girl of the health team fell into the hands of the puppet army, let alone Ma Dashan, this is simply a shame for all the officers and soldiers of the Fourth Town. Can the people in the Fourth Town raise their heads in front of the brothers in the future?

But Boss Ma also stopped and kindly advised: "Sir, please leave quickly. Those Huaian *** are all broken."

Xiao Wang was eager to try it out, obviously, he also wanted to go to the front line to take a look.

Outside the city, although the gunfire stopped, the silence before the storm was even more terrifying.

Ma Dashan also seemed to have a big rock in his heart. He knew better than anyone else that the brothers on Balipo were afraid that they could no longer hold on, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Come here! Get the rope!"

...

Luo Zenan was about to wave his hand to order the Kunzi Battalion to launch an attack, but suddenly he saw a fast horse galloping towards him. Seeing that his outfit was a sentry. Before he got close, someone had stopped him. The sentry rolled down and crawled toward him, shouting, "Sir, there are a large number of gray-headed thieves in Xiaonan River. Yes, it is the fourth town, the fourth town..."

Luo Zenan was stunned and asked, "What?"

"There are so many gray-headed thieves, and I can't count them!" The sentry cried with a sad face, and seemed to have been so scared that he had peed his pants.

Luo Zenan frowned and said, "Is it a patrol battalion?"

"No, it's Zhao Sanbao's gray-headed soldier..." Seeing the coach's face unhesitating, the school remembered how polite he was in panic? He lowered his head and dared not look at Luo Zenan.

"How is it possible? Have you seen it clearly?" Zhao Sanbao's regular gray military uniform was hundreds of miles away, so how could he arrive in Taizhou in a blink of an eye?

The school firmly decided: "The little one sees it really!"

Luo Zenan's face gradually became solemn, and at this moment, another fast horse was galloping towards him. It was the sentry that the traces of the gray-headed soldiers were found near Zhouzhuang in the north.

The fast horses came to report and found the military information of the Huitou Army. Luo Zenan suddenly sank into the bottom of the valley and found enemies from all directions. The Huitou Army in the nearest Zhouzhuang area was only three or two miles away. Luo Zenan looked back at the northern hill, afraid that standing on the hill and watching with a thousand-mile mirror, he could already see the long dragon of the Huitou Army marching urgently.

Being trapped! Luo Zenan suddenly realized that the so-called gray-headed army a hundred miles away was just a Pingyuan Patrol Battalion or a militia posing as a military uniform in the Fourth Town to confuse himself, just to lure the king into the trap, so that the main force he hid could find him to fight to the decisive battle.

Luo Zenan's thoughts were so vivid that he took advantage of the fact that he had not yet closed the encirclement and found a breakthrough to break through. It was the last chance to escape. But where to break through?

Zhao Sanbao's fourth town did not have such many troops to encircle it. It must have been ordered to enter Zhejiang to reinforce Guangdong. The Fujian patrol battalion and even militia were wearing gray-headed military uniforms. They had to choose the weakest point in the encirclement to attack, and they must not hit the gun of Zhao Sanbao's main force.

Looking at the map, Luo Zenan knew that the more hesitated, the more the other party's encirclement contracted. After thinking for a moment, he pointed to the point on the map and said, "Tell Li Maosan to fight against the enemy of Zhouzhuang!" In an instant, he thought that if he did not set up bait to lure Zhao Sanbao's main force, he would probably be wiped out today.

After passing the orders one by one, Luo Zenan stared deeply at the small mound that was close to him but failed to climb half a step. On the mound, the broken Qilin flag was blown by the wind.

What a Balipo, what a Huitou Army, what a Zhao Sanbao.

Luo Zenan turned over and rode away, never looking back.

...

In Taizhou City, when the sound of horns from all directions came faintly, Ma Dashan immediately looked surprised, "It's ours, it's Master Sanbao!"

Although Captain Zhang and Xiao Wang were not tied up, they were also forced to travel east by his and his guards. Boss Ma was also in the team, coming to East Street to prepare to say goodbye to the commanders of the Huitou Army.

"Have your reinforcements arrived?" Boss Ma was also excited. He was really reluctant to take his family out to avoid disaster. There was no one at home and the army was in chaos into the city. He was afraid that there would be no valuable items left.

Ma Dashan was excited and nodded and smiled, "Yes, Boss Ma, I don't think you have to hide anymore. When Master Sanbao came like this, the puppet army would be so scared that they wet their pants. How could they dare to enter the city?"

Captain Zhang said hurriedly: "Then, I'm going to Balipo now, Brother Ma doesn't object, right?"

Ma Dashan hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "I'll accompany you."

Boss Ma was secretly shocked, thinking that these soldiers were really not afraid of death. Even if reinforcements came, they would definitely win the battle? He would rather go back early and clean up his fine lines. If there was a real turmoil, he would hurry to the small house to avoid disaster.

On the Balipo mound, listening to the faint sound of trumpets in the distance, Zheng Huzi slowly stood up, and the red teasers were slowly retreating, but Zheng Huzi was not happy. He turned to see corpses in the pool of blood. Dozens of people who stood up were almost all of them, supporting each other to stand up. The grey military uniforms were almost frozen together, like bloody people.

"Scholar! Scholar!" Zheng Huzi shouted twice, but there was no answer. He was immediately anxious and leaned over to open the corpses. With waves of attacks, he was exhausted. The last time he even used a bayonet to force Hong Yingzi's attack back. Then he was so tired that he almost fainted, but he didn't know where the scholar went.

"Scholar!" Zheng Huzi finally sat down powerlessly and slowly closed her eyes.

At this moment, a corpse covered by the soil slowly wriggled. Finally, it was Liu Fugui, but his pretty face had a few more bloody wounds, but it was completely broken.

Zheng Huzi didn't even have the strength to stand up. Looking at the bloody wounds of the scholar, he nodded: "Damn, you look much more pleasing to the eye now!"
Chapter completed!