Tang Dynasty

Chapter 145: Gradient 3

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Wang Pan is very annoyed by his own frivolity and carelessness. It turned out to be confused and vigilant by the smooth experience of these days; he is too confident in his grasp of the situation in the camp, and too credulous of the other party's bottom line and determination; Only then did it fall to the point where it is now, and it also killed the soldiers who followed him;

As a veteran who had moved all the way from Henan and Huaibei, he was not without personal experience and witnesses. Among the early rebels who initiated and localized various origins, they merged, invaded and invaded each other. He even served as a veteran. In the midst of the fire, he personally hacked and killed the rebels who were nominally in the same camp, and suppressed and cleaned up the remaining subordinates of the opposing party;

Even as the leader of the rebel army, Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao's subordinates have also experienced many splits and betrayals, as well as the corresponding rush and civil unrest, which gradually strengthened the courage and unified the orders; and the predecessor of the Stormrage Camp , It was able to develop after annexing several remnants of the local rebel army and the ruined masses, and killing some unconvinced leaders and veterans.

It's only been a few days of good life after coming to this ridge now, and it's easy to have a better situation and a foothold, but the vigilance and guard that should have been remembered at the time are easily forgotten. Therefore, the price is particularly painful.

He still vaguely remembered most of them who were unarmed, how they fought with the armored soldiers lying on the walls, and how they fell under the rain of arrows; they even blocked them with their bodies and the last bit of strength. Ambush soldiers rushed in through the doors and windows, but a moment buffer for him to fight for and delay jumping off the building.

Then his last consciousness was staying. In the back alley that was about to escape, the sharp pain of being shot through the shoulder blades and thighs from behind, and in the process from limping to trying to crawl away, he was completely fainted. The moment of death.

Then he was as if he had fallen completely into a certain icy and scorching hell. When he was cold, he let people go through his bones to freeze, and when he was hot, he would wait to peel off the flesh and skin; during this period, He also accidentally dreamed of many people who died, some of them were killed by his own hands, and the sad ones were dead in front of his eyes, even in his arms;

They just wandered over and over again in an unknown blood-red field, yelling and yelling with unknown words, just as if they were summoning Wang Pan to go among them.

And sometimes, he would dream of anything in the past, which was a past that he deliberately forgot and concealed in his mind; including the bits and pieces of those family members and neighbors who have died, that is that he has not changed. In the days of becoming a purple face, although it was difficult and hard to get hungry and cold every day, but it made people especially nostalgic and aftertaste.

Then, no matter how long he wants to Pan Heng and nostalgia, he will always stop at the brigade officers who suddenly appeared. No matter how hard he struggles, no matter how desperately he rushes forward, he can't stop and change his father and elder brother. His head was chopped off, his younger brothers and sisters who were stabbed to death in hiding in chicken coops or turned over on the wall, mother and sister-in-law who were pushed to the ground. .

Sometimes it turned into a sea of corpses in the bloody battle of Dayu Ling. Those comrades who were already mutilated but still roared and got up from the ground, and knelt on the ground to the old man leader begging to leave the old camp. Next a little seed, and then face the officers and soldiers in the mountains and plains without hesitation, and get rid of those figures who buy time for them.

Then, it became the scene of the battle of Beishan in Guangfu. The old pawns who came out with him but fell on the battlefield under the city tightly held the blood-stained flag of anger in their hands and exhausted them. The strength of the whole body begged him to live well for everyone, and erect the banner of the Stormrage Army again.

At that time, Ding Hui, who was standing side by side with him, was full of tears and vowed to the sky to carry forward the banner of the storm among the rebels again; but when did he advance and retreat with him? Brother Ding, became obsessed with everything about himself, hiding many thoughts and opinions under a polite and alienated appearance.

Even silently, on the grounds of opposing those harsh military disciplines and regulations, he secretly drew a group of elderly people and began to compete with himself in secret; could it be that he began to value peace when he was not in the camp? Are you dissatisfied and resentful when you believe that monk brother

Therefore, after learning from the pain, he simply asked the monk brothers to get out of the office for a while, intending to get along with him and talk, reconciling the faintly opposed relationship between the two old and new right arms; as a result, the matter was just fine. It turned out to be like this.

The opposing rebels were not satisfied with the internal struggle for power in the camp. They even colluded with outsiders to conquer the Stormrage Camp, which they had painstakingly managed. They also set up their own situation at the banquet under the pretext of the Cantonese government and the new Xunzhou defender. Entrapped.

To be honest, he really wanted to be so silent, and didn't want to wake up to face these cruel status quo; but when he thought of the storm camp he had worked so hard to manage and recovered, the ending and consequences he encountered seemed to be infiltrated. The venom burned his soul.

Suffering between the feeling of escapism and the lingering sense of responsibility, Wang Pan woke up again slowly; but the lingering rancid and bloody smell has disappeared and replaced it with a certain familiarity. The smell of medicine; and the wound on the body has been cleaned up, applied with medicine and bandaged, but the whole body is still unable to move and it is painful everywhere.

"Boss, you finally wake up..."

Shouted a voice full of excitement.

"Quickly, get the soup..."

Wang Pan, who was still a little drowsy, tried to distinguish the yelling person for a while. It was Liu Liumao, the coach of his horse team. He breathed a sigh of relief and spoke in a difficult and hoarse voice.

"Liu'er, wet mud, in the camp, what happened in the camp..."

Hearing these words, Liu Liumao's expression became especially sad and indignant.

"It's so miserable that everyone in the camp has been harmed by the Ding Thief's servant..."

"Lao Zhou, Tuozi and the others were all killed by the accomplices recruited by the Ding Thief... Yeah"

"what.."

Hearing this, even though Wang Pan, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, couldn't help but rush to the top, suddenly he couldn't connect to it and fainted.

"Head over..."

"Head over..."

I don’t know how long it has passed, but when Wang Pan wakes up again, he can’t wait to inquire.

"Monk, is the monk okay..."

What made him more at ease was that Liu Liumao was thankful and uplifted.

"Thanks to the manager's letter, he hurried back."

"Stopped those thieves and gathered everyone together. This saved a lot of things and people's lives..."

"Now I rushed over again in full swing, and finally saved you from the head..."

"The monk, I want to see him soon..."

The eyes of Wang Pan raised his mind slowly, and he let out a long breath.

"The boss is personally leading a team in the city to search for the accomplice of the thief..."

Liu Liumao slowly explained

"I believe he is very happy to wake up his head..."

"Yup....."

Wang Pan's voice hesitated and turned into an invisible sigh.

Just a moment later, Zhou Huaian, who had rushed over after hearing the news, stood in front of him, making no secret of the expressive joy.

"It's great to be able to wake up your head... Many things still count on you."

"Most of the thieves and their accomplices have been caught..."

"As long as the head and body are slightly better, we can preside over the public trial to deal with them..."

"But... I'm afraid it won't be done anymore..."

Wang Pan said with a haggard face, panting hard.

"If you want to kill, just let me come..."

"I'm the leader of the first army, wouldn't it be more appropriate to do it..."

"This guy is disrupting the army for his own sake and making right and wrong..."

"How could he die too happy again..."

"It's just that later, I have to ask you to take care of it."

Wang Pan exhausted his last bit of strength and grabbed Zhou Huaian's hand.

"Don't let me rebuild... All my hard work is in vain..."

After speaking these words, it was as if he had exhausted all his strength and energy, and amidst exclaims and shouts, he lost consciousness again. (End of this chapter)