The bonfire, crackling, illuminates the dark day and night, on the bonfire, is a marching pot, which is cooked with thick rabbit porridge, Wang Dazhuang is calmly adding firewood to the bonfire, now what he can do is to boil the viscous porridge with the dozen brothers in front of him, and then everyone eats it, when the sun comes out, try all their strength to fight to the death against the Qing army.
"Captain, what are you saying we are all adults doing now" A captain with gauze on his head, holding his spear, looked at the hot thick porridge in the pot, and asked Wang Dazhuang.
Wang Dazhuang put a piece of chopping wood in his hand into the bonfire, and said with a slight smile: "What else can I do, my brother is a person who can't be idle, either in a decisive battle with the Qing soldiers in Zunhua City, or with our current emperor." ” Thinking about what happened to his brother Lu Hanqiang over the years, Wang Dazhuang then shook his head helplessly: "This world is indeed too disappointing, so disappointed that I don't want to survive in this world, obviously a person who is dedicated to the country, but he is always inexplicably buttoned up with such and such hats, and is not pleasing to some inexplicable people, and these people can look at our supervisor unpleasantly, but why is it that even the current emperor is not pleasing to the eye, I am really confused sometimes, our army has grown, It should be a disaster for Huang Taiji, and for our entire Ming Dynasty, it should be a thing to be thankful about, but the result is just the opposite, as long as our army grows, the most felt disaster is not our enemy, but our high-ranking people, this is a paradox, we are growing our strength to fight with the enemy, for those who are high up to fight, as a result, those people do nothing, but are picking their noses and eyes.
Then he sighed and shook his head gently, but he was helpless, Wang Dazhuang knew the imperial court best, and now he could fully imagine that his brother was fighting against the Qing soldiers who rushed into the capital on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to devote his energy to fight with the imperial court, and there were enemies on all sides, just like he was now.
But in his heart, Wang Dazhuang felt that he was actually more relaxed than his brother Lu Hanqiang, because after all, he was only responsible for killing the enemy, just like at dawn, and he made up his mind to give up his life, without those entanglements and burdens.
But his brother is just the opposite, accompanied by a life, can only say that he is stupid, no one to pity him, sympathize with him, but will attract many people ridicule, this is different from himself, his own life is thrown on this battlefield, eventually someone will remember himself, and call himself a hero, and once his brother fails, not to mention that he does not even have the title of a hero, it is good to ensure that he is a whole corpse, so he must continue to struggle, for himself, But at the same time, it is for the millions of people who follow him.
In fact, now Lu Hanqiang's struggle has nothing to do with himself, it is related to the millions of people in the world, the more Wang Dazhuang thinks about it, the more entangled he becomes, and finally throws the chopping wood in his hand on the ground, and sighs softly.
So the brothers under him all felt Wang Dazhuang's loss, so everyone changed the topic interestingly, a squadron leader who was covered in wounds, leaned forward, and asked Wang Dazhuang cautiously: "Brother Dazhuang, you said that we will fight to the death with the Manchu Qing tomorrow, will anyone remember us?"
Looking at this young brother, Wang Dazhuang carefully tied a bandage of bandaged wounds on his body, and replied confidently: "We may not be remembered by those scholars, we may not be remembered by those high-ranking officials, and we will not be remembered by the high-ranking emperors."
He took a deep breath and said in a flat tone, "But we will be remembered by the Inspector, we will be remembered by the people of the whole world, and the most important thing is that we will be remembered by our children and grandchildren, we will be remembered by our ancestors, we can be remembered by our ancestors for our dedication, and our children and grandchildren will remember our glory, so what more do you ask for?"
The squadron leader clenched the spear in his hand and nodded heavily: "The most guilty thing in my life is this matter, I think that at the beginning, the drought in the three provinces, our family was even more desperate by the government, my father was arrested by the government and died in the water prison, my mother, when she went out to ask for food to feed our brother, she starved to death by the side of the road, if it weren't for the pity of the Inspector, let me be able to join our army and become a member of our brothers, maybe I would have starved to the ditch, I also don't have the ability to give my brother a beautiful daughter-in-law, captain, my brother wrote that my brother and sister have given birth to a fat nephew, but unfortunately, I haven't seen my brother and sister's appearance, and I can't see my nephew's little face, but my death pension should allow my nephew to go to private school, and then step by step to take the exam, and be admitted to the school founded by the superintendent, more than ten years later, my family will have a champion, at that time, should there be a strong incense in front of my spiritual position His extravagant hope was immediately ridiculed by all the brothers around him, but Wang Dazhuang said to him very seriously: "You are right, your nephew will definitely be admitted to the top prize, and your family will definitely be able to prosper, because of your military exploits, you will definitely be proud of your descendants every year of flesh and blood, it is precisely because of your struggle and efforts that there is a continuous family inheritance, and you are constantly implicated in flesh and blood, so we will die here tomorrow, what regrets do we have."
Yes, for the sake of the family's prosperity and inheritance, for the sake of the bloodline of the Han family, what regrets do you have if you die in battle, then die in battle.
The morning sun, still rising in order, through the not thick dark clouds, spewed its infinite heat into this bloody land, in the north of the city, across the street that was only ten bunks wide, the Fuliao army and the Qing army lined up again.
This time it is indeed a formation, one side is the Fuliao army, one side is the army of the old and weak women and children mixed with the white flag, the two sides did not shout, there is no form of shouting and scolding, and then they collided so fiercely together, both sides showed absolute death as home, the Fuliao army broke the long spear, so that it became handy, the other party brandished a variety of weapons, as long as it can kill the enemy, the explosives package of the Fuliao army continued to explode, every violent explosion, the rising fire, plus the flying steel ball iron sheet, the harvest is not only the enemy's life, also has the life of his own brother, at this time, no one is retreating. t1706231537: