: Speedy ()

Shitou and two hundred soldiers have not yet returned, but Zhuo Bufan gathered the soldiers, although they had enough food and drink, with the tired Zhuo family soldiers. Almost everyone grinned and looked painful, and some people stretched their legs apart, which was because they had been riding for a long time. These soldiers from their hometowns had never suffered such hardships. Because of the thrilling stimulation of Haishan Pass and Zhuo Er's urging, this motivated them to travel for a whole day. At this moment, they really wanted to fall asleep. To be honest, they were timid about the coming march.

Zhuo Bufan noticed this point. He had a sore waist, back, and legs cramped. He wanted to come and have two cans of Red Bull to smoke a cigarette to relieve fatigue. It would be best if he hugged him and then he would sleep comfortably. However, in this state, walking on the mountain road at night is similar to seeking death, so he decided to cheer everyone up. As for how to cheer up, he had too many experiences in his previous life, so he could use it.

The brigade gathered in the east of the village, not far from the threshing ground, which is relatively open. Moreover, it is a place where poor families live. After passing Tupo, it will be the cemetery of Changpo Village. I don’t know how many years this village has existed, and a cemetery is also quite large.

It was getting late and the night became hazy. The mess that had just experienced the catastrophe could still be seen on the west side, and the tombs were piles of tombs. At this moment, under Zhuo Bufan's special arrangement, all the people killed by the Tartars were carried out and placed next to the village, lined up, afraid that there were not many. In the funeral customs in the north, all the people who passed away were placed on a small hemp rope bed covered with a straw mat, covered with white cloth, and a hand-twisted oil lamp on the ground. Around him, his relatives were crying sadly.

All the white cloth sheets are very eye-catching along the village, surrounded by the slopes and winds are uninviting, but they make people feel the wind blowing, as if these dead souls are also crying.

Zhuo Bufan stood in front of the team with a sad expression and did not speak immediately. Instead, the veterans who participated in the threshing field battle scattered into various teams and told them what they saw and heard to the soldiers of the Zhuo family. At first, the veterans only told the lowly, and gradually the scene began to stir up. Life and death, the veterans saw more and more life and death, and were still angry by the willful acts of these Tartars, let alone the Zhuo family army. In fact, most of the soldiers of the Table Family Army, who were mostly gangsters, were passionate. They were also because they were dissatisfied with some dissatisfaction in real life and were unwilling to swallow their anger like those already dull people, so they became gangsters. Compared with those who were already numb, these people were more likely to incite.

The whispers gradually turned into buzzing discussions, and then the crowd was inspiring, and many people began to curse the cruel and unscrupulous Tartars. The sad villagers next to the village were also infected, and their cries became louder, which further aroused the anger of the soldiers.

Zhuo Bufan waved his hand and all calmed down. After the battle of Haishan Pass, the group of new soldiers became more and more like real soldiers. The soldiers were tempered on the battlefield.

"Do you know who is lying here?" Zhuo Bufan's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

No one answered, and even the villagers' crying gradually stopped. Everyone looked at Zhuo Bufan and watched him walk in front of the dead covered by white cloth.

After nodding to the villagers, Zhuo Bufan came forward in person and lifted a white cloth list. Then, a peaceful face appeared in front of everyone. An old lady had a calm wrinkle at the corners of her eyes, as if she was asleep. However, a sad and ferocious knife blade slashed straight from one side of her forehead and went deeper under her neck, which had been put on her burial clothes. Although the blood had been cleaned, the ferocious wounds were hard to calm down, making people's hearts surging with their eyes.

"Do you know who this is?" Zhuo Bufan asked loudly again, without waiting for an answer, then continued to shout: "This is your biological mother!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Bufan strides past and lifts up several blood-stained white cloth lists in succession.

"This is your brothers, your sisters!"

Most of the people of the Zhuo Family Army traveled far away from home for the first time. Who has no brothers, sisters, parents? Zhuo Bufan's words reminded them of their hometown thousands of miles away. When they recalled their relatives who were crying and leaving behind a few months ago, many of their eyes began to moisten. The villagers sobbed again. Zhuo Bufan's words said that the Zhuo Family Army and the people of Dahua suddenly became closer. They were both Dahua people, and they were all relatives.

Zhuo Bufan walked to the next white cloth order and stopped. The covered under the white cloth order was obviously much smaller than the others. He gently lifted the white cloth with his trembling hands, and a tender face appeared in front of everyone. The little girl who looked only a few years old, with a braided pigtail, was very cute, but the obviously deformed skull under the dense hair roots grabbed everyone's hearts. The flowers that had not yet bloomed were withered, and the girl who was invincible could not escape the poisonous hand. Who had the heart to take such a young life? How much pain and torture did such a cute little girl endure before her death?

Zhuo Bufan couldn't bear to look at it again, so he gently covered the white cloth list, turned around, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the silent army like an ancient mountain.

There was no sound, just breathing rapidly, my chest was undulating like a giant beast before the explosion, without shouting, but the burning anger in my eyes could destroy everything, everything was just to be ignited.

"Do you know who killed your unarmed relatives?"

"Tartars!", roared in unison with the iron and gold.

"These executioners whose hands were stained with the blood of our relatives are now running away. At noon tomorrow, they will pass through the last pass in the northwest and enter northern Mongolia. At that time, we will never catch up with them again, and we will never avenge our tragic deaths. Can we let them run away?"

"No, never!", the sound of a tsunami like a landslide.

"Now, our only hope is to hike over this mountain overnight and block them before noon tomorrow. Tonight, you can't stop your feet and stop people. I'm afraid there will be casualties and injuries. No one can guarantee that you will not be the one who fell down the mountain." Speaking of this, Zhuo Bufan paused, lowered his tone and said, "I know that most of you have not received formal training, so now I give you a chance to choose freely. I feel that I can't keep up with the brigade who climbed the mountain. Stand out, I won't make things difficult for you. Stay there to take care of the army and wait for the army to return. If you want to stay, you can stand up!"

The scene became quiet again, and all the Zhuo family soldiers stared at Zhuo Bufan with wide eyes and looked at him without looking at him. At this time, even the most timid and cowardly person had no idea of ​​retreating in their minds. Others tried to intercept the Tartars, what would it be like to stay? It was better to just hang a rope and end up being more happy.

"Okay, I didn't embarrass my Zhuo family army. Before today, you are not considered real soldiers. You must remember that after today, you will be the best soldiers in the world. New legends and new glory will be created by you and me. From today on, you must all remember the name of Zhuo family army. It will be engraved in your heart and will shock the world! Not only Dahua, we will also gallop outside the pass, grasslands and a more vast distant place. The enemy is only worthy of crying at our feet. The Han people will always stand in the forest of the world!"

Zhuo Bufan's passionate words made everyone's face turn red with excitement. Even the people next to him forgot to cry. Everyone looked at Zhuo Bufan's clothes flying in the breeze, but their thoughts flew to the distant and future with his words. How wonderful, brilliant, glorious, world, and world... Have anyone ever thought of being so lofty, including Li Weisheng?

Li Weisheng's eyes were like twinkling stars, staring at Zhuo Bufan. Under his seemingly calm appearance, he was the passionate and turbulent heart that only he knew. He thought that his life was not at the right time, and that he could only end up being depressed in this life, and his talent and ambition would eventually be wiped out. Young general, maybe, you are the one I am waiting for with my life.

Suddenly, the veterans all hammered their right fists in their chests, and cheered: "General is mighty!"

A scene from Haishan Pass reappears, and at the foot of the mountain and beside Changpo Village, the "magnificent" cheers resound throughout the world.

On the starry night, the stars flashed through the leaves, searching for something in the mountains and forests.

This is a section of the Yanshan Mountains. The mountains and forests are mostly curved, fine and hard trees, which are not dense. However, the various shrubs scattered in the forest are quite annoying.

Shi Tou held a hatchet in his hand and took the lead, leading everyone to walk rapidly in the forest with the stars. As expected, he is indeed a scree. Even those veterans could not keep up with him. There were paths in the forest, and you only need to cut off some newly grown branches to move forward. The mountain was not steep and rushed, and everyone almost trotted and moved northward.

If it were all this kind of road, it seemed that there would be no problem to arrive in time. However, this road was not close. After nearly an hour of walking, he was already out of breath. Zhuo Bufan's chest and back were wet with sweat. Zhuo Er was even worse. He was already open his mouth like a fish leaving the water. The Zhuo family soldiers were not much better. The qualities of those veterans were reflected at this time, and they were still calm. As for the stone, it was a pervert, and they could continue to move forward and explore the way. Occasionally, they caught a mountain fruit and chewed it back and urged everyone, which made Zhuo Bufan very envious.

"Damn, this is such a triathlon. I'm so tired. I'm so tired. I said, how far is the stone?" Zhuo Bufan asked panting.

Shi Tou looked at everyone with contempt and shouted: "It's too slow, I'm just now entering the mountain, it's so early."

Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes and asked, "Who can arrive in time like you, a cargo rolling in the mountains and forests all day long?"

Shi Tou thought about it and said, "It's hard to say, it's mainly because the broken head cliff in the middle takes some effort. If so many of us are at this speed, it should be OK."

"My mother," Zhuo Erwen heard that he could no longer hold on. He kept following this speed. Oh my God, that's not life anymore.

Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and rushed forward again. Things have come to this point, and it is useless to think too much, so he can only grit his teeth and hold it forward.
Chapter completed!