"Will Haiwa betray us?" Gao Yao Wuyun couldn't help but asked.
"What do you think?" Li Guolou refused to answer directly. Zhuge Liang also lost his street pavilion. He was not an immortal.
"Captain Li, why don't you give Haiwa reassurance and let him see a bright future, just like you deceived us." Ai Hai was extremely dissatisfied. Li Guolou's words were too simple and he sent Haiwa away in a few words.
"Hey, you don't understand. Gods only speak half a sentence. This is called a real person who doesn't show his face. A chatterbox is a teacher. A child like Haiwa has a very simple mind. He won't be able to remember it if he talks too much." Li Guo Lou didn't take Haiwa to heart. He had already made a decision. He could only accept the situation as it came. The worst he could do was run away for nothing.
"God bless. Amen." Ai Hai made a cross on his chest to tease Li Guolou. He was waiting for dawn in the dark night.
Li Guolou retreats into darkness. Man and nature merge into one. The mountains are rolling. In the distance, jackals howl in the valley.
Two guards at the entrance of the village slowly closed the door. There was a "bang" sound. Balizhuang was isolated from the world. "Haiwa, why are you coming back so late? You met a ghost."
A young and thin guard was very dissatisfied with Haiwa's late return, which made the two of them have to eat late.
"Hehehe." Haiwa touched her bald head and said with a silly smile: "Brother Yang, he really met a ghost. He accidentally fell into a deep ditch and finally came back alive."
"Haiwa. I have four sheep left. I want a ram. Big brother needs to make up for it. Hahahaha." The fat guard selected the fat sheep from the flock. He knew which part of the ram had meat. Big brother needs it.
"Kill now?" Haiwa was a little reluctant. He held back his anger and did not object. The landlord and the rich man did not have such luxury. He killed all the sheep and ate them. What was he doing?
"Of course. There will be an all-night bonfire party tonight. We'll leave as soon as dawn." The fat guard talked a lot, and also told his actions for the next day.
Haiwa happily said: "That's good. I'll drive the sheep back first. Ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh." She cursed in her heart. I'll eat you devils to death. I'll let you be buried with the sheep tomorrow.
Haiwa only has one friend here, and that is Brother Gourd, the cowherd boy. He made a plan to hide with Brother Gourd in the cellar of the landlord Laocai to escape this disaster. From now on, he will follow Mr. Zhuge Divine Accountant and embark on the journey of cultivating immortality. road.
In the night, Bao personally led a team of more than 200 people to Balizhuang. The on-the-spot commander was Yuanwailang Wu Kefan, who was born in the army. Wang Wu, the commander-in-chief of the militia, followed him. They were the most powerful group and had two artillery pieces. Used to blast open the village gate. Don't think it's just a fuss. More than 400 fully armed officers and soldiers would need to go to war to fight against dozens of rebels with native guns. The Qing officers and soldiers fought against the rebels. This was how it was done. In formation battles, ten against one will be defeated. This has not yet reached enemy-occupied areas. Officers and soldiers who have seen the ocean of people understand that people can also become rebels. Rebels are good at swarming at night and hand-to-hand combat. There are also those who flee. No one can match this ability.
A cowhide tent was set up in the jungle. Oil lamps were lit. Bao and Bao showed expressions of joy. Good news came from the front and the encirclement was complete. We were just waiting to catch the turtle in the urn.
In fact, Bao Tongyi did not need to be in danger. But in order to kill Wu Defu, he had to grasp the irrefutable evidence of Wu Defu Litong's rebels. He looked at the map on the table and imagined the scene of blossoming in all directions. Private revenge would be avenged, fame and fortune would be gained. Take it and pack it with the depth of the city. Careful thinking and steady operation will win the book.
"Sign up." Wu Kefan signed up outside the felt door. He was not as casual as usual.
"Come in." Bao Yi didn't raise his head, still looking at the map on the table.
"It's from Mr. Ge." Wu Kefan opened the felt door, and immediately revealed the temperament of a rough man. He cursed and said: "Master Bao, it's not good to go near Bali Village. The dogs inside are barking." After saying this, Wu Kefan slapped him casually. The dirt on my body...
Wang Wu followed behind him. But he didn't dare to be so casual. He stood still as if an arrow was ready to be shot at any time.
Bao Yiyi frowned slightly and said slowly: "Captain Li just sent news that the rebels in Bali Village have not moved away. Don't ask for trouble."
"Master Bao, what are you talking about? The battlefield is ever-changing. As the commander of a group of troops, you are always ready to respond to emergencies. You don't understand this." Wu Kefan seemed to have come to a battlefield filled with smoke. Anyone dared to offend him. .The superior should also listen to him.
Bao Yiyi was not angry. The commander still has some self-cultivation. The martial artist is so cute. People with a straight temper are not afraid of death. He asked kindly: "You haven't eaten yet... I haven't eaten either. Let's eat together." Bar."
Wu Kefan pulled a handful of weeds on the ground and wiped his hands. He wiped the soil off his hands. He had washed his hands. He sat down and said with a smile: "Master Bao, don't tell me. I also want to eat here. Only here is the heat." Soup."
"Master Bao, we can smell the aroma of beef all the way away." Wang Wu chuckled and sat down immediately. He was not polite.
Bao shook his head and smiled bitterly. Such a dirty move showed him that the martial artist did not understand the importance of hygiene. It greatly reduced his appetite.
There was a blazing charcoal fire in the cowhide tent, and the aroma of a pot of beef filled the air. The three of them drank spicy beef soup to ward off the cold.
"Hey, it's a pity that there is no wine." Wu Kefan scratched the top of his head and said with great dissatisfaction: "I think I drank three bowls of white wine and rushed to the city of Hangzhou that night. I I was so killed that I couldn't lift my arms. Without that night of killing, I wouldn't be who I am today. I have five scars on my body. It hurts every time it rains."
Wang Wu asked: "Lao Wu, did you participate in the bloody battle of Nanjing?"
Hearing this, Wu Kefan angrily put down the bowl and spilled the soup on the two people next to him. He said angrily: "Wang Wu is not allowed to mention this matter in the future. He once shaved his head for public benefit and gave away all his last piece of fat." His younger brother Zeng Guoquan, after the war, those triangular-headed bastards from Hunan shipped the treasures and women to Hunan. Now the Hunan gang is the most vicious in the officialdom, because they have made enough capital."
Wang Wu put down the big bowl and said suspiciously: "Isn't Zeng Guofan dead? What else do the people of Hunan have to rely on?"
Bao Yiyi shook his head and said: "Wang Wu, you don't understand. The Hunan people have become powerful. They endure hardships, are patient, are not afraid of death, and act savagely. They are now giving birth to the next wave of rise. The spirit of the Hunan people is that they will never look back. He charged into battle like a moth to a flame. The terrifying aspect was clearly demonstrated in the confrontation with the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. The survival of the Qing Empire depends on the faces of the Hunan people. Success is also a failure, and failure is also a failure. Do you understand?"
Wu Kefan sighed and said nothing. Such an arrogant and domineering Manchu had seen the "barbarism" of the Hunanese. He knew that if the Hunanese rebelled, the Manchus in the world would not be able to sit still.
"Oh." Wang Wu responded without daring to say anything more. The three of them were now united. He had different status and identities, and had different ideas. The topic of the survival of the Qing Empire was not easy to communicate with.
Bao chewed beef together and asked: "Master Wu, when will the war start tomorrow?"
"Oh. I want to push the cannon into range and start the war. It should be at five o'clock. As long as we don't expose our bodies tonight, we can win the war during the day. Just wait and see, Mr. Bao. I am good at shooting." Wu Ke Fan scooped up the last scraps from the cauldron into a bowl. Nothing made his blood boil more than war. He didn't eat the whole thing. He ate it all.
Bao Yiyi said sternly: "Master Wu, what I want is total annihilation. Don't leave any tail for me. Otherwise, Yuan Baoheng from the Ministry of War will definitely join me."
"Bah." Wu Kefan spat on the ground disgustingly and said angrily: "Master Bao, don't worry. I will do my best to die for you. This bastard Yuan Baoheng retired from the army just because I offended him. .This is a worm that is useless. It only takes advantage of other people's military exploits. My grandma's "can command a battle three thousand miles away. This is more powerful than Zhuge Kongming." This is what I said. I will say it again in the future. If you have a chance, talk to the Queen Mother and the Emperor."
Bao Yiyi shook his head and said helplessly: "Master Wu, for a person like you, only your ancestors can protect you. I have fulfilled my responsibility."
"Do it." Wu Kefan was grateful to Bao for promoting him. A man dies for his confidant. He raised the beef soup to express his feelings.
Bao Yiyi patted his sheepskin coat and shook off some offal. He stood up and said, "In the middle of the night, I will go on patrol. You two can sleep for a while. If you can't sleep, just lie down for a while. You must leave room for tomorrow." After saying this, Bao Yiyi Open the felt door and welcome the cold early spring.
Bao Tongtian is the cornerstone of the Qing Empire and a model of honest officials. For this lovely motherland, he dedicated his youth and blood, and his few words of care moved the officers and soldiers on duty. The officers and soldiers from poor backgrounds looked at Bao Qingtian of the Qing Empire with reverence. Is there anything more touching than a commander who goes into dangerous situations with them and shares the joys and sorrows with them?
Officers and soldiers are such direct people. They charge forward without hesitation. It depends on whether the commander cares about them. On the battlefield, they do not need to think about it and move forward bravely. It is human nature to accumulate the little bits and pieces they usually accumulate. They are also human beings. They have fear, fear, and retreat. .But for a commander they love, they can devote their fiery youth.
"I know the good and the evil, the good and the evil. A pot of wine reflects the history." Bao Yiyi stood alone by the woods, murmuring to himself, and silently shed a few tears.
Bao Yiyi was hesitant about how to deal with Wu Defu, but in the end he still made the killing move. It was not that he was cruel, but that Wu Defu had deceived others too much. His subordinates all knew about the scandal. If he didn't do it right, wouldn't he be shrinking his head? The turtle became the laughing stock of the Ministry of Punishment.
Bao worked hard to see the high wall of Balizhuang clearly. The night was dark and the stars were dim, and the vision was blurry. Night owls were chirping in the woods, fluttering their wings and flying into the distance.
"It's a good sign." Bao Yiyi said to himself, encouraged himself, turned around and walked towards the tent.
"Goshawk. Order." shouted the guard hidden in the woods.
"The rat eradication operation is over." Bao walked together with a relaxed pace, releasing the pressure in his heart.
In Balizhuang, in the living room of the landlord Lao Cai, four eldest brother-level people were playing cards. Shi Feng, a Hunan native, said angrily: "I had really bad luck in playing cards today. I lost so much that I lost."
"Hahahaha." Huo Ying, a member of the Miao tribe in Guizhou, said with a smile: "That fetal god. He's shouting there. I'm the God of Wealth." There were piles of silver in front of him. He had the best luck on the mahjong table.
Miao Qiaowei stood up and said: "Stop fighting. Let's go eat roast lamb. It's the last supper."
"Bah, bah, bah. You guys have such big heads. You said so many unlucky things. You are responsible for your own words." Zhang Jinlai, a native of Sichuan, scolded angrily. The three eldest brothers were talking nonsense before leaving.
"If you want it, you must have it." The Hokage stood up. The bonfire farewell party was his stage. The fire-breathing performance was his specialty. Looking forward to a better tomorrow. The legendary career started from Bali Village. He and his master Miao Changbian After parting ways, Hokage finally tasted the taste of success. The White Lotus Sect should have come out of the darkness long ago. Preaching and evangelism were effortless for Hokage, who possesses unique skills.
A blazing bonfire was set up in the yard. The White Lotus believers who were good at singing and dancing mingled with the villagers. They tasted fine wines and delicacies without having to work. It was their common pursuit to share blessings and share hardships. They sang happy and cheerful songs.
"Blow the reed whistle and beat the gongs and drums. People of all ethnic groups celebrate the harvest. If you blow the reed whistle and I beat the gongs and drums, it will be more lively. Year after year, happiness will be added. happiness······"
The singing was melodious and melodious. The crowd was laughing and singing loudly. They were drinking heavily and eating meat from a big bowl. The life that a hero longs for is such a carefree life. The stars were shining brightly tonight. The fun-seeking crowd went crazy... ··