Wang Dazhuang squatted among a group of soldiers with a rice bowl and ate breakfast.
The rabbit meat is gone, the food has been exhausted, and now everyone's bowl is gruel that can be seen by people, but Wang Dazhuang drinks this gruel with a snoring sound, as if it is the most beautiful delicacy in the world.
"Captain, you said that our brother's explosives bag exploded overnight, does Jiannu still have the strength to attack today?"
a wounded soldier carefully drank gruel and asked hopefully.
Wang Dazhuang wiped his mouth, which had no rice grains at all, and replied with a smile: "I estimate that you wounded soldiers can lie down well today, and today, Jiannu will definitely not be able to attack again." ” The wounded soldier breathed a sigh of relief: "Also, after being troubled by our reinforcements all night, it's strange that they still have the spirit to rush over today, we can finally sleep."
The wounded soldier looked expectant, and as soon as he relaxed, he threw away the porridge bowl directly, and then lay on the ground, snoring very arrogantly.
It's so tired, it's really tired, for nearly half a month, I've been fighting every day, fighting at a high intensity, even if it's iron, I can't stand it.
I am not afraid of fighting, I am not afraid of fighting, I am not afraid of death, but what I am most afraid of is the people who were driven over, watching them crying, begging, holding weapons and slowly approaching themselves, kill or not kill, kill, how to settle your conscience, if you don't kill, you will be killed, Wang Dazhuang saw the injured brother in front of him, when he was holding a severed spear, facing a little girl holding scissors in both hands, the little girl cried, he also cried, just like that, no one wanted to hurt each other, but at this time, Behind the little girl rushed out a hideous-looking soldier, and without hesitation, he cut off the little girl's head in front of him, the girl's face was still stained with tears, and those bright and innocent eyes were still looking at him, what kind of sting was that And it was in his sad moment that a woman who rushed over like a madman stabbed him in the stomach, a ruthless pair of scissors.
This is a kind of torture, a kind of torture that really makes people crazy, the enemy can be a beast, but his own Fuliao army is not, Lu Hanqiang can do anything for victory, but Wang Dazhuang is not.
Wang Dazhuang knows his brother's difficulties, understands his brother's difficulties, he has faced too many enemies, if you want to say that you have always been frontal swords and guns, everyone will have nothing, just fight, is it a big deal to die.
But his brother Lu Hanqiang is not, his enemies rarely fight him in the front, most of them stab knives in the back, and these people who stab knives, some can give a counterattack, some can't at all, and some can't even think about fighting back, this is the sorrow of his brother Lu Hanqiang, so he would rather be replaced with military exploits and do a leisurely trip, rather continue to contribute to this Ming in the open and secretly than want to attract people's attention anymore, would rather be noticed again and simply invite himself to the battlefield, face the real enemy, do a real fight, and unwilling to stay behind.
But even so, he still can't dodge those enemies in the shadows, he can't hide from the enemies that can't be touched, what to do is only deterrence, his brother is using this means to make all the enemies who see and don't see jealous of themselves, telling them that they can't be provoked, as long as they provoke themselves, they will give Yu Thunder a blow, a kind of unscrupulous thunder blow.
This is actually a kind of helplessness, in fact, it is a disguised way to wrap yourself into a shell, and then hide your weak self in it.
And he is not, he doesn't need to worry about his enemies in the shadows, because the enemies in the shadows have their own brothers to eliminate, so they just have to fight and do things directly, so they must accumulate some yin virtue for their brothers, and take on some responsibilities for Lu Hanqiang's brother as much as possible, since they can't help him in the yang world, then help him in the next life.
Now, what Wang Dazhuang is trying to do for Lu Hanqiang is not to let this Fuliao army become an inhumane beast army, just like the five hundred brothers in Shuangbao who survived the grassland catastrophe, they look at everyone with the wrong eyes, only when they see that little elf Xiao Yaxuan, in addition to seeing her, they can feel that they are still alone.
This is the reason why Lu Hanqiang has always refused to let them come out and has always let them accompany Xiao Yaxuan, only that little elf can make them not beasts but people.
Wang Dazhuang didn't want the entire Fuliao army to eventually become a beast.
But such a price is high, because it is this obsession that makes his army, his own brothers, pay a huge and senseless sacrifice in front of an inhuman enemy.
In fact, according to Wang Dazhuang's current military strength, with the combat effectiveness of the 20,000 soldiers of the Fuliao Army and the 10,000 people and brothers who were willing to follow the Fuliao Army, it was impossible for them to suffer such heavy casualties under the massive material reserves, all because they could not do anything in the face of the innocent people who were driven to the battlefield.
The two-zone defense will definitely make the enemy come back at a heavy price, and the casualties on their side are not large, but the people are driven up, and they are really unable to do it in the face of innocent people, so the defensive area is lost.
And it was the people who were driven to the house that they contained, but they put themselves in a predicament, that is, the food, the food that they had originally stored, if they were saved, they could at least last for seven days, but now it is different, with the women and children of the people who have been saved, the food stored by Wang Dazhuang is about to bottom out, and this damn war does not know when it will be fought, and the only thing I can hope for now is that the troops rescued by my brothers have arrived, after a night of harassment, The enemy's attack should be able to stop for a while, save some physical strength for everyone, that is, save some food in disguise, and be able to hold out until his brother frees himself from the siege.
As a result, Wang Dazhuang and his brothers' extravagant hopes of being able to rest for a day were disappointed again, listening to the rumbling drums in the distance, and watching the cries slowly rising in the enemy camp, Wang Dazhuang sighed, put down the porridge bowl in his hand, glanced at the brother who was sleeping sweetly, and said softly to the brothers beside him: "Let this brother sleep for a while, let's go to fight." ” Now there are less than 6,000 real soldiers left in the first column of the entire Fuliao Army, and there are only less than 6,000 people left in the pretended people.
But no matter how many people are left, surrendering to the enemy does not exist in Wang Dazhuang's thinking, in the thinking of all the Fuliao army, and in the thinking of all the people. t1706231537: