They have been waiting here for news for two whole days.
Hearing the news that Yu Wenliu ran away with her family, the pale face in shallow water finally showed a little color.
He smiled heartily, though it was light, but it was shocking.
Shallow water is clear and light. "Yu Wenliu is frightened. Chu Xinlin successfully lobbied this guy to let him abandon the city and flee. It depends on Fang Huqing and them."
Then he sank, "Make Tiefengqi immediately send troops into Daliangcheng!"
Chapter 30 Win ()
Verak is a veteran of the Water Stopping Army.
He comes from the Wilbur nationality, the oldest ethnic minority in China.
Twenty years is a long time for a soldier. Villak can’t remember how many battles he has participated in or how many injuries he has suffered.
In his early years, his nose was split in half by the enemy at the nasal bone.
He is blind in one eye and has three fingers in his left hand, and he has been stabbed once.
This made his whole face look ferocious and scary.
But he finally came back to life and lived healthily and powerfully.
His pale, bearded, deeply forehead-tattooed face, crooked, stunned and ugly scars all tell people about the hardships of life and the vicissitudes of life, but he himself has always been filled with a satisfied smile as if life had never abandoned him
He is confident and happy, and at the same time he is respected by his brother.
Last year, when Tianfengren attacked, he was a soldier in Beimen, Qu Chang, and then Beimen was defeated. He was incorporated into the second front defense force, but the arrival of the iron wind flag scattered the whole front of Shuiren.
Villak can’t remember how many troops he has been temporarily transferred to. He is always rushed to the front line and then ordered to return to the defense. When he goes to the front line, he simply retreats to the seaside. In the past six months, he has done nothing but travel in the country.
When I first entered the new year, I typed my own discharge report and finally got a reply. He was once again refused to leave the army.
This made old Vilak very angry. He is 42 years old this year and a real veteran. He has to keep watch at the entrance of Xiaolingou village every day, which really makes him feel a little depressed.
Xiaolingou is the only way to Wangtian Port in Bohai Sea.
"If there is no Bohai Sea, maybe people will behave as brave as the wind." Sitting in a pub, old Villak grumbled at the young soldiers around him while pouring wine into his throat. "People will always be reluctant to make progress when they have a retreat."
The soldier around me is only fifteen years old this year. He was just recruited not long ago. His name is Dan, and he is a simple villager.
Although he became a soldier, he has never seen a war in his life.
At this moment, I blinked and asked Villak, "Daddy Villak, have you seen the wind man?"
"I’ve seen one nose and two eyes like us, and they’re all fierce when they fight." Villak sighed and shook his head.
"Then what can’t we do?"
Verak sighed and replied, "Son, if you have been beaten for ten years and can’t step out of the house, even if you touch that head smaller than you, you won’t have the confidence to beat others’ confidence!" ! ! Confidence is a strong foundation of an army. Without confidence, how can it be strong? "
The egg immediately stood up. "I am confident that I can defeat Tianfengren."
Verak immediately laughed. "You’re such a recruit egg. Do you come when confidence is shouting?"? Victory! Victory brings people not only glory, but also experience, the will to fight, which brings wealth and stimulates the desire for war. All these things can only be given to losers if they win, and they taste victory and yearn for war. "
"The real militant has always benefited from the war," Villak said earnestly. "So you still hope that you will never go to the battlefield. You know, Dad, it took a lot of thought to get here."
But watching the war is also spreading to the rear, Verak’s heart is getting more and more uneasy
Horseshoe suddenly came ahead.
A spectacular riding team gradually appeared outside the village. The white tassels on their heads and the silver spears in their hands were not fast, but the troops were very beautiful. Everyone was dressed like a guard of honor, and there were dozens of luxury carriages in the team.
These riders gathered around the horse body and looked cautiously.
Due to the garrison function, old Vilak came out shaking the bottle and watched the other side approaching. He stopped a cavalry member in front with his tongue and shouted, "Which unit are you? Where are you going? "
Answer him is a mindless whip.
Old Villak immediately became angry. "Why do you hit people?"
Sitting on the cavalry, cold and arrogant, he said, "Our designations are also ours. Can you ask? Now let me ask you, if you dare to make a mistake in your answer, kill it immediately and tell us which way to go to Wangtian Port is shorter. "
Xiaolingou village is a fork in the road leading to Wangtian Port, with a road and a path respectively. Obviously, the cavalry seldom go to Wangtian Port and don’t know which way to take.
It was his way of asking for directions that was too overbearing, and a famous fire rose in old Villak’s heart at once.
At present, many cavalry formations are gorgeous and noble, which is obviously not something he can afford. He finally glared at each other and replied bitterly, "Everyone knows that the path is relatively close and it can be reached to the east for half a day."
The captain of the cavalry immediately went back to the nearest carriage and whispered a few words to the people in it, then came out and roared, "We must get to Wangtian Port before night to speed up the road!"
A line of people dragged a long line and walked away, leaving the old Vilak a place to pay tribute to him.
The recruit egg carefully asked, "Dad, are you okay?"
Verak spat at the ground with the bottle. "Mom, a bunch of bastards look like a fart! I’m telling you, don’t look at these guys dressed like dogs and cats, Dad. I’ve been on the battlefield for 20 years, and my eyes are very poisonous. Few of these guys have really crossed the battlefield, just like the imperial guards around the emperor. I can’t trust anyone who has come to show off the battlefield. Believe it or not, Dad, I can turn over a batch of them in a one-on-one situation like me! "
Egg hey hey smile "I think they are quite good, you see how handsome their horses are."
Villak gave him a kick. "You don’t know shit! Those horses are tall, and they look good. How can a real horse be so gentle? That’s a very strong personality. "
Speaking of which, Verak sighed and went back to drinking.
The whipping hurt him a lot.