In the wilderness, the black army was advancing rapidly on the plain. The neat steps and thunderous sounds resounded throughout the empty wilderness.
"The whole army is speeding up!!"
The messenger rode on horseback and shouted in a hoarse voice. He kept motivating the exhausted soldiers: "Brothers, work harder. Try to get to Jinzhong for lunch!"
"Hey, brother. I heard that the mutton soup there tastes good!" The soldiers who were marching with their heads down were enjoying themselves. They raised their heads and asked the messenger who was walking back and forth beside them.
"Come on, that's nonsense. How did I hear that the steamed buns in Jinzhong are delicious!" the messenger laughed and replied loudly.
"It's so delicious. Is the steamed bun with a woman delicious? Haha!" The soldiers raised their hands, wiped the frost on their beards, and laughed.
"Fuck! You whore!" The young orderly soldier blushed. He cursed angrily, waved his whip, and drove the horse forward.
"Hey, brother, how does a boy smell like! Haha!"
"Ha ha!"
For a moment, wild laughter suddenly spread throughout the entire team.
The messenger who was riding a horse and running was cursing angrily, his face turned red with anger.
"General! The morale of our brothers is very high!" Adjutant Liu Sanbiao, hearing the laughter of the soldiers behind him, gave way to Wang Xi with excitement on his face.
Wang Xirang turned his head and took a look, and smiled slightly. However, the worry in his eyes became more and more intense as time went by.
"Although the morale of the brothers is high, they have not rested for a moment from morning to now. Now, they are at the end of their strength and exhausted!" Wang Xirang sighed and said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, the adjutant Liu Sanbiao also looked dark. ""
Wang Xirang turned his head and took a look. Although the morale was still high, the soldiers were obviously tired. He was even more worried and anxious.
Before setting off, the military advisor told them solemnly that they must arrive at the predetermined location at noon, line up their troops, and block reinforcements from Jinzhong.
However, at this time, it was less than an hour before noon. But the army was still more than fifty miles away from the planned location.
According to the current marching speed of the army, it will take at least an hour and a half to reach the designated place.
The fighter plane has been delayed, what should we do?
After thinking about it, Wang Xirang's eyelids twitched and he made up his mind and said to his adjutant Liu Sanbiao: "General Liu, let's do this. I will take the lead in the cavalry and immediately leave the group and go to the predetermined location to stop the enemy. You lead the brothers and hurry up. Be sure to do it.
At a quarter of noon. Feel the reservation!"
When Liu Sanbiao heard this, he was shocked and said hurriedly: "How can this be done? There are less than a thousand cavalry in total, and they cannot stop the reinforcements from Jinzhong."
Wang Xirang smiled, looked at Liu Sanbiao with firm eyes and said: "So, the lives of me and those thousand brothers are tied to you. If you bring people here, we can survive. If you go
It’s too late, then just wait and collect my body!”
"General!" Liu Sanbiao was shocked and quickly asked for orders: "Please let me go! You are the commander-in-chief!"
Wang Xirang laughed loudly and cursed: "You also know that I am the commander-in-chief. If the commander-in-chief doesn't go, I will send one of your adjutants to go. Then the brothers thought they were going to die! Okay, that's the decision! I and Qian Qian
My brother's life is all in your hands, you damn must not let me down!"
After the words fell, Wang Xirang shook the reins of his horse, turned around, and shouted behind him: "Qiying, follow me!"
"Yes!" A thousand cavalry roared in unison, urging their horses to rush over.
"Drive!" Wang Xirang reined in the war horse, turned around in a circle, flicked the braid in his hand, and the war horse neighed under his crotch, and shot out like an arrow from the string.
Behind him, a thousand cavalrymen roared together and rushed out with Wang Xirang. ""
The snow rolled up by the galloping cavalry flew like light mist. The rumble of horse hooves shook the earth as they headed towards the bloody battlefield ahead.
Seeing the general leading the soldiers to leave first, Liu Sanbiao who stayed behind took a deep breath, turned around, and shouted to the soldiers: "Brothers, although we don't have horses, we can't always follow the cavalry gang.
You smell flattery! Run away!"
Liu Sanbiao roared angrily, got off his horse, held the horse, spread his legs, and galloped forward. Behind him, tens of thousands of troops roared and chased after the cavalrymen who were running away from the front.
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At some point, the wind started blowing.
The cold wind howled by, and the snow rolled up filled the eyes. The hard snow particles hit the face, causing burning pain.
I opened my eyes hard and looked forward. I saw that the vast wilderness was also a melancholy white color.
The strong wind carried the snow, and it flew up like sand, making it difficult to tell the direction.
Tens of thousands of troops, dragging their tired pace, faced the biting cold wind, lowered their heads, and walked forward. From this morning until now, they have been marching continuously for six hours. They have never rested.
.By this time, they were sleepy, tired, hungry and cold, and they were at the end of their game.
"Sir, let's take a rest. You can even drink some water!" A veteran helped a recruit who was frostbitten. After walking a few steps, his feet softened and they both fell to the ground at the same time. The veteran stood up holding on to the ground, panting.
He took a breath and imploredly addressed the messenger running in front and behind the team.
He turned his head and looked at his little guy. He was already running a high fever and talking nonsense. If he didn't rest, he wouldn't be able to survive. The veteran was so anxious that his eyes were filled with tears and his expression was extremely sad.
Before he finished speaking, a snap was heard. The whip raised by the orderly soldier fell hard on the veteran's head. Immediately, a trace of blood appeared.
"Drink, please. We won't be able to reach Taiyuan Mansion within an hour. You and I have to move our heads. We still need to drink water. I have soaked in urine. Do you want to drink it?" The ordering soldier withdrew his whip, glared, and scolded the man fiercely.
veteran.
"Hey, you dare to glare at me, believe it or not, I will chop you down right now!"
Seeing that the veteran suddenly stared at him with murderous intent. The ordering soldier suddenly felt stunned, but then, seeing the veteran lower his head, he silently helped the soldier up and started to move forward. The ordering soldier again
Arrogant, he raised his whip and threatened to whip it down, scaring the veteran.
The veteran took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and picked up the unconscious soldier. He stepped on the crunching snow on the ground and walked forward in the wind and snow.
Seeing that the veteran stopped shouting, the orderly soldier cursed and retracted his whip. He turned around, glared hard at the soldiers with unkind eyes, and shouted: "***, what are you looking at? Get out of here!"
He saw the messenger leaving on horseback, and behind him, a group of soldiers stared at him.
"What do you think? Do you want to kill him?"
"Okay, what do you think we should do?"
"Hey, isn't there going to be a war soon? Isn't it normal for someone to die in a war?"
"Ha, good idea!"
Hearing the sneer from his comrades beside him, the veteran who was whipped at first glanced at the messenger who was riding a horse to show off his power, shook his head and sighed: "Let's forget it!"
"Hey, let me tell you, Old Wolf, this is not your style!" The soldiers around him sighed inwardly as they looked at the old and decrepit appearance of the once powerful military king. One of the soldiers asked unwillingly.
road.
When the old wolf heard this, he smiled bitterly. He turned his head and took a look at the young child on his back.
A casual glance revealed that his face had turned blue. Even the white breath exhaled from his mouth and nose could not be seen.
Seeing this situation, the old wolf was shocked. He quickly stopped and put the child down. He stretched out his finger and tried it under the child's nose.
No more breathing!
Then, the old wolf stretched out Zou Baba's hand again and put it into the child's clothes.
After just testing it, the old wolf's face turned pale. He paused and looked at the child with blank eyes. His lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.
"Old Wolf, what's wrong with you?" Upon seeing this, a soldier felt bad and hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"He's dead!" Old Wolf moved his lips and said in a hoarse voice.
When the soldier heard this, he was shocked. He quickly squatted down and touched the child's neck.
The cold feeling made him withdraw his hand suddenly.
The soldier's eyes were full of disbelief, and his mouth opened wide. He looked at the child lying on the ground, with frost on his face. His lips moved, and suddenly he cried out.
"Wasn't it fine just now? How could it be possible? How could it be possible? Then he died!"
"Woo hoo, he's dead, Little Prince is dead, brothers, Little Prince is dead!" The soldier collapsed on the ground, like a child, covering his face and crying.
A shrill cry was immediately heard by hundreds of soldiers around him. After everyone heard the cry, they rushed over and formed a circle.
"How could this happen? Wasn't Little Wang Er fine just now? Why is he dead? What's this!" The soldiers looked at him lying on the ground in a daze, with his eyebrows and face covered with frost.
The child's lips were moving and he was talking unconsciously.
"He's dead!" The old wolf squatting on the ground let out a long sigh, stretched out his calloused hands, and threw away his hat. He held his hair tightly with both hands and said in a hoarse voice.
Dead, dead!
Little Prince, the pistachio in that military camp. Little Prince who usually stole eggs and gave them to everyone died.
This news spread to the entire team in a short period of time.
When the soldiers heard this, they felt as if they had been struck by lightning. There were different expressions on their faces, some were numb, some were shocked, some were regretful, and some were deplored.
The news of Xiao Wanger's death hung over the army like a thick cloud. For a time, morale dropped to the bottom.
"What the hell are you doing, why don't you leave quickly?" The messenger rode back again. When he saw a group of soldiers stopping and surrounding the body of a little kid, crying and crying, he became furious.
He raised the whip in his hand and whipped it on the heads of the soldiers.