The snowstorm has stopped, and a long-lost blue appears in the sky. The light falling on the snow is blinding.
Because it is located at a high place, the Ming army relied on the diagonal line of Liugenburg to establish a base. The entire ice surface poured by water was only lightly covered with a layer of snowflakes. When the breeze passed by, it became dazzling and crystal clear.
But far and wide at the foot of the mountain, there was waist-deep snow everywhere.
A group of Ming soldiers were marching hard in the crunchy, waist-deep snow. The snow seemed solid, but in fact only the top was covered with hard shells. As soon as one stepped on it, one would immediately fall in. They were all connected to each other by ropes.
, used to prevent a man from accidentally falling into the snow.
At the other end of the rope, there were several sledges that could slide like sleds, and on them were the firewood they had spent so much effort to find.
After the blizzard stopped, the Ming army went out to find firewood as a small team. This team was lucky. They found a forest ten miles away. The wood in that forest seemed to be enough to burn their army of more than 20,000 people.
sky.
But many brothers in the army were unlucky. They did not wait until the firewood was found, and they had already frozen to death.
Huchi, wheeze.
Li Xiaowai sprayed the mist, raised the iron helmet on his head higher, glanced around him, gritted his teeth and moved forward, pulling Li Dawang on the rope on his shoulder like a tracker.
Dawang, tired... tired, tired, tired!? Li Xiaowai asked.
He rarely spoke, even when his father scolded and slapped him, he didn't speak, he just smiled honestly. The reason was not that he didn't want to speak, but that he stuttered.
When he was a child, people around him always laughed at him because of this. He was always too low of self-esteem to speak, and used smiles instead of words.
But ever since he met Dawang, who was about the same age as him, he somehow felt an extra desire to talk to him.
Why aren't you tired? Li Dawang also gasped and said with a smile. When he got back to the camp, I would directly set up the tent and walk with him for an hour! He said this, but he still looked behind him with joy, at him and his robes.
Dragging firewood.
People can't walk on the snow. Every time they step on it, they will make a hole.
But the sled can do it, and the firewood on it is their hope. With firewood, they will have something hot to eat.
Go back... Go... eat eat eat eat... what to eat? Li Xiaowai started to ask again, because when he stuttered, the muscles on his face were...
Squeezed together, it seems a bit ferocious.
What to eat? Li Dawang smacked his lips, and then grinned. I want to eat the pancakes made by his sister-in-law. The pancakes are rolled with scallions and pig head meat. I would also like to have a bowl of grits. Hey, the smell is not cured, and I need blood.
life!
Li Xiaowai was a southerner born in the capital. He had never heard of these northern foods, so he was a little dumbfounded. However, seeing the intoxicated look on his face when he saw the good brother he had just met, he thought it must be delicious food.
So I patted Dawang on the shoulder, I...I, I, I...
He stammered for a long time and couldn't say it. Li Dawang smiled, "Brother Xiaowai, you got the reward after the battle, come with me to my house, I'll ask my sister-in-law to cook it for us!"
hhhhh..........Okay! Li Xiaowai spoke forcefully, I..........steal..........from me......
.Good wine!
Hit! Li Dawang laughed.
Suddenly, his smile solidified.
Because in his sight, the waist-deep snow began to shake faintly.
Then there were panicked shouts and screams from behind them, the Tatars are coming!
Almost at the same time, Li Xiaowai and Li Dawang turned back at the same time. Behind them, on the route they carved out of the snow, countless Tatars were chasing them madly along their path.
Their eyes showed deep fear.
Because they clearly saw that some Tatars were not walking on the snow, but flying on the snow. They swished as if they could do magic tricks. They rushed in front of the brothers in the blink of an eye, and then raised their swords and dropped them.
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Run! At the critical moment, Li Dawang gave Li Xiaowai a separate push.
You, you, you, you...! Li Xiaowai was speechless, but Li Dawang directly drew out his sword.
Let’s go! Let’s go! Li Dawang couldn’t help but pull Li Xiaowai and walk towards the position in the waist-deep snow.
Behind them, a group of Tatars were already surrounded, shouting loudly, "Go away!"
With a roar, Li Xiaowai's feet flew away. Under the snow he stepped on, there was a big hole. In an instant, he and Li Dawang fell into it at the same time.
By the time they struggled to stand up again, the Tatars had already arrived.
pppppppppp...Run! Li Xiaowai was so stuttered that he couldn't speak.
Although his father is the leader of Li Jinglong's soldiers, this is his first time to go on an expedition with the army. His main task on weekdays is to serve his master, Li Jinglong.
But Li Dawang, a child from a military family, didn't say a word. His honest eyes instantly turned into those of a wolf cub. He quickly looked around, then suddenly cut off the rope for pulling firewood, and then put Li Xiaowai on the sled.
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Do.........................what?
Li Dawang didn't say anything, but pushed the sled carrying Li Xiaowai like crazy in the snow.
It's better to say that he was running than crawling in the snow. He pushed hard with both arms, and the sledge slid out a long way. Then he threw himself into the snow because of too much force. Then he got out of the snow again, and started again.
He threw his body forward and pushed the sledge.
Da...Wang...Li Xiaowai stuttered and cried.
Don't cry, call someone, call someone! Li Dawang opened his mouth, and a ball of snow choked into his throat.
Come...come on, come on...people!
Ta-ta-ta... The Tatars are coming!
Li Xiaowai was on the sledge, shouting with all his strength.
Suddenly, he was surprised, because he saw one of his own people rushing down from the position.
But the next second, he also felt desperate, because the Tatar pursuers were just one step away from them.
Run! Li Dawang roared, and with all his strength, he pushed the sledge away.
Then, he emerged from the snow, drew his knife and turned around.
Bloody brother! With a roar, the two Tatar pursuers were dragged into the snow with the snow and the light of the sword, and they were never seen again.
Dawang! For the first time in his life, Li Xiaowai did not stutter.
He got off the sledge with red eyes, but just as he was about to move, he was grabbed by the big hands of one of his own who came up from the position.
Damn it, you go first, I will take the last step! Mr. Li has a crossbow in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, with a ferocious look on his face.
The Tatar pursuers in the distance did not dare to step forward.