Among the several departments of the Huaxia Army, Hou Yuanyong worked in the General Intelligence Department and was usually well informed. This night's gossip is gossip, talking about Luo Ye, and it is inevitable to mention the current situation of Qu Qing and Zhuo Yongqing who are in Changsha at this time.
Things gather together, and people are divided into groups. Although the Chinese army is integrated from top to bottom, the atmosphere inside and outside the army is quite good, but as long as it is people, there will always be small groups that are closer to each other and more recognized for one reason or another.
After more than ten years, political or non-political small groups in the Huaxia Army have occasionally appeared, and every soldier will be more familiar with certain people for various reasons and form a tighter group. But the cruel scenes experienced in the past ten years are indescribable. Similar to Mao Yishan, Hou Wu, Luo Ye, Qu Qing, Zhuo Yongqing, who survived the beheading of Lou Shi and approached almost become family-like small groups. It is quite rare that they are still fully alive at the time.
"... If it is said that the brothers who fought against gold and guarded Xia Village in Wu Rui Ying, and then rebelled, are still alive today, I am afraid that there are no more than 3,000 people..."
At this time, it was late at night, Mao Yishan leaned against the wall, squinting slightly, and Hou Wu shook his head on the side.
"Don't say three thousand, it's hard to say whether there are two thousand. Not to mention the three years of Xiao Canghe, think about how many people died in Dong Zhiyuan alone..."
"Fight for another ten years, and go to Jin Country." Mao Yishan said, "Do you think we will still be here?"
"I think you're probably gone. You're all in front." Hou Wu looked at his somewhat disabled hand, and threw a firewood stick into the fire: "I'm different, I'm all in the back. Don't worry, if you die, I will help you with Shi Shi and Chen Xia... Otherwise, you can ask Qu Qing to help you. You know, that guy Qu Qing told me one day that he likes big ass. ."
"Hey, Chen Xia's character, you can't let go, and Qu Qing can't let it go. Besides, fifth brother, your old physique is about to fall apart. When you meet Chen Xia, you will directly toss you to the end of your life. The two will meet in advance." Mao Yishan chewed a twig in his mouth, tasted the bitter taste, and said with a smile, "Yuan Yong, persuade your father."
Hou Yuanyong laughed by the fire and refused to answer.
"Speaking of which, it's a big question who Luo Ye and Qu Qing will live with in the future."
"You said that Qu Qing likes big butts."
"I heard that he has a bit of a relationship with Master Yong's sister..."
"Oh? Who?"
"Master Yong, Yong Jinnian's younger sister, named Yong Jinrou, got married. She is a widow and is now a teacher at Hedeng No. 1 school..."
"Oh, big ass?"
"Hey, let me tell you this, it's not just about ass, two words: charm..."
The topic of life and death is not an assumption for the people in the room. More than ten years have passed, and people have long been familiar with the methods of normalizing it.
The topic turned around a few times on Huang Duanzi Xia Sanlu, and everyone in the silhouette started laughing.
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How long can I live and whether I can reach the end is a somewhat sad proposition, but when I woke up the next morning, when the trumpets and morning exercises sounded outside, this matter was overwhelmed by Mao Yishan, Hou Wu, etc. People are left behind.
There is never the slightest warmth in the killings on the battlefield. If the battlefield cannot dispel people's illusions, the tragedies of massacres will also shape people in the same direction.
Going through such years is more like going through the strong winds in the Gobi desert, or the blizzards in the cold days of 39th March. The wind will cut people's skin apart like knives and tear people's souls apart. It is also for this reason that the troops and soldiers who walk in the opposite direction are like strong winds and blizzards in their style of work. If it wasn't for that, people wouldn't be able to survive after all.
Even though he was injured, Mao Yishan followed him for a few laps on the crowded and rudimentary playground. After breakfast, they said goodbye to Hou Wu and his son, and set foot on the mountain road to Zizhou.
The weather became cloudy again that day. Although there were many pedestrians on the mountain road, Mao Yishan walked briskly. In the afternoon, he surpassed several teams escorting the prisoners and arrived at Zizhou City in Canggu. It was only a short while before the clouds gathered in the sky, and it might start to rain again soon. Mao Yishan looked at the weather, frowned a little, and then went to report to the headquarters.
Soon, someone led him to see Ning Yi.
Crowds in and out of the headquarters were noisy and noisy. When they saw Ning Yi in the small courtyard at the back, several officers from the staff were reporting to Ning Yi. Ning Yi poured Mao Yishan a cup of tea. After dismissing the officer, he just smiled and chatted with Mao Yishan.
"Is the injury okay?" Ning Yi asked straight to the point.
This is not the first time the two have met. After the killing of Lou Shi, Zhuo Yongqing was the protagonist, but Mao Yishan fought bravely, and he and Ning Yi had a lot of encounters during the Xiaocanghe war. After being promoted to the head of the regiment, Mao Yishan, Luo Ye and others, who were the main force of the Fifth Division, who were good at fighting steadily and steadily, also met with Ning Yi from time to time. During this period, Qu Qing served as the general staff member. Although Hou Wu went to the rear, he was also Trustworthy officer. The five people who killed Lou Shi were actually the elites in Ning Yi's eyes.
After a few simple conversations, Ning Yi asked about Yingzuiyan again, and then he was not polite: "Your injury is not completely healed, I know that there are not many fakes this time, so I won't leave you more. You My wife, Chen Xia, is currently working in Chengdu. It's almost New Year's Eve. Take her back and accompany the children. I have someone prepare some New Year's goods for you, and arrange a carriage to go to Chengdu by the way. By the way, there is also a coat here. , your clothes are a little thin, this coat is for you."
Ning Yi picked up his new coat from the room and handed it to Mao Yishan. Mao Yishan refused, but he couldn't resist Ning Yi's insistence, so he had to put on the military coat. He looked outside and said, "If it rains, the Jurchens may attack again. There are too many prisoners on the front line. Mr. Ning, in fact, I can go to the front line again. After all, my men are all there."
Ning Yi shook his head: "There are many Jurchens who are decisive, and there is a possibility that they will take a risk immediately after a bad defeat, but this time the possibility is not high. The tension of the headquarters is a routine procedure, and the front line has already With a high degree of prevention, there is no shortage of you, and when you go back, there will be people from the publicity outlet looking for you, just stop by for a new year, don’t think it’s easy, at most on the third day of the new year, you will be recruited to report back.”
Mao Yishan hesitated slightly: "Mr. Ning... I may... don't know much about propaganda... "
Ning Yi nodded haha: "Don't worry, Zhuo Yongqing had a good image at the time and was suitable for publicity, so here we always let him cooperate with this and that. You are a brave general on the battlefield, and you will not be allowed to run here and there all day long. Bragging to others... But in general, the battle in the Southwest, including the fire-eating plan that Qu Zhengyan and the others engaged in this time, also hurt our vitality. The fact that you killed Xu Lili is very exciting. , it is good for conscription, so if you cooperate properly, there is no need for any resistance."
There are many people with simple and honest personalities in the Huaxia Army - in fact, for most people in this entire era, it is nothing to brag in private, and it is normal to be a little confused when it comes to major events such as "propaganda", Ning Yi comforted People are comforted very experienced. Mao Yishan got his promise and felt relieved at this moment.
After that, someone led him to take a ride outside. This was the carriage that was originally scheduled to deliver the goods to the south post station in Zizhou City. At this time, the goods were transported to the post station, and they took Mao Yishan to Chengdu in the morning. The driver who was driving the car was a little worried about the weather, but after learning that Mao Yishan was the hero who killed the falsehood, he chatted with Mao Yishan enthusiastically while driving the car. Under the gloomy sky, the carriage galloped away at high speed towards the outside of the city.
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When sending Mao Yishan away, Ning Yi stood outside the headquarters and watched the regiment leader who was the same age as him for a while.
Mao Yishan's appearance is simple and honest, and there are many tiny scars on his hands and face. These scars record the journey he has traveled over the years.
The war at this time is different from the hot weapon war in later generations. The knife is not as deadly as the musket, and it often leaves more marks on the veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles. There are many such veterans in the Huaxia Army, especially in the latter part of the three-year war of Xiaocanghe, Ning Yi has also been tossed and turned on the battlefield again and again, and he also left a lot of scars on his body, but there are people around him who are deliberately protecting him. , what is really shocking are those Chinese soldiers who have fought hundreds of battles. They take off their clothes and scars on summer nights. .
Even if these people do not die early, the rest of their lives will be miserable.
Of course many of them are now dead.
During that time, Ning Yi liked to talk to these people about the prospect of the Huaxia Army. Of course, he was actually talking about the prospect of "checking things". At that time, he would say some "modern" scenes. Airplanes, cars, movies, music, dozens of high-rise buildings, elevators... all kinds of desirable lifestyles.
At that time, the Huaxia Army was facing the siege and suppression of a million army, and the Jurchens were aggressive. They ran around in the mountains, and many times they would go hungry because of saving food. When facing these warriors with little culture, Ning Yi was unscrupulous.
Sometimes he would bluntly talk about the injuries on these people: "Okay, okay, so many injuries, now it will hurt even if you don't die, rheumatism, it hurts into your bones, you know, don't think it's what it is Good thing. In the future, more hospitals will be built to accommodate you…”
Hearing this, the soldier smiled and didn't care. If he could really go to the "future", it would be a very good thing.
"But there's no other way. If you lose, what the Jurchen will do to the whole world, everyone has seen it..." He could only cheer everyone up like this every time.
Many of those people have no future, and it is not known how many will go to the "future" today.
Mao Yishan was probably one of the fighters who heard him describe the prospects back then. Ning Yi always vaguely remembered that they were sitting together in the mountains at that time, but of course he couldn't remember the specifics.
When Mao Yishan left Zizhou City in a carriage, a small motorcade was also speeding towards this side. As evening approached, Ning Yi walked out of the lively headquarters and received Tan'er, who had come all the way to Zizhou from the direction of Chengdu, outside the side door.
At the end of the eleventh year of Jianshuo, Ning Yi originally planned to go back to Zhangcun before Xiaonian, firstly to communicate with the people who stayed in Zhangcun about the things that should be paid attention to in the rear, and secondly, it was a reunion with his wife and children in the rear. face. This time, due to the breakthrough results of the Battle of Rainwater Creek, Ning Yi was on guard against Zong Han's sudden madness and desperate gamble, so his return became Tan'er's.
It was a simple meetup in name.
After meeting, Ning Yi opened his hands, hugged Tan'er, and said, "I found a place and I'm going to take you to explore."
"Ah?" Tan'er was slightly taken aback. In the past ten years, her subordinates have also been in charge of many things, and she has always maintained seriousness and dignity. Although she saw her husband smiling at this time, the expression on her face was still quite formal, and her doubts seemed serious.
There was still a breeze in the sky, and the cold atmosphere in the city was leaching out. Ning Yi carried a package and led her through Zizhou City, and entered the deserted and eerie other courtyard with a clumsy method of climbing over the wall. Ning Yi took the lead through several courtyards, and Su Tan'er followed behind. Although she had dealt with a lot of important things over the years, based on a woman's instinct, such an environment still made her feel a little scared, but it was only on the surface. , is a face that can't laugh or cry: "What's going on?"
"Li Weixuan's other garden, people are gone, I found a good place."
"Then you don't have to climb over the wall to get in..."
"The more people who come, the less the smell."
The cold wind blew, and the air was filled with the smell of rancidity that had been unmanned for a long time. Tan'er frowned slightly, and after a while, the two arrived at the small building deep in Bieyuan, and Ning Yi led her to the corridor on the second floor. superior. The sky was already dark, the wind whimpered at the corner of the eaves, Ning Yi put down the package and said, "Wait for me for a while." He went downstairs.
Tan'er folded her arms in front of her chest and turned to look around this vacant, uninhabited small building that looked like a haunted house...