The snowstorm has stopped, and a long-lost blue appears in the sky. The light falling on the snow is blinding.
Because it is located at a high place, the Ming army relied on the diagonal line of Liugenburg to establish a base. The entire ice surface poured by water was only lightly covered with a layer of snowflakes. When the breeze passed by, it became dazzling and crystal clear.
But far and wide at the foot of the mountain, there was waist-deep snow everywhere.
A group of Ming soldiers were marching hard in the snow that was up to their waists. The snow looked solid, but in fact only the top was covered with hard shells. As soon as you stepped on it, you immediately fell in. They were all connected to each other with ropes.
This is used to prevent a man from accidentally falling into the snow.
At the other end of the rope, there were several sledges that could slide like sleds, and on them were the firewood they had spent so much effort to find.
After the blizzard stopped, the Ming army went out to find firewood as a small team. This team was lucky. They found a forest ten miles away. The wood in that forest seemed to be enough to keep their army of more than 20,000 people burning for several days.
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But many brothers in the army were unfortunate. They did not wait until the firewood was found, and they had already frozen to death.
Huchi, wheeze.
Li Xiaowai sprayed the mist, raised the iron helmet on his head higher, glanced around him, gritted his teeth and moved forward, pulling Li Dawang on the rope on his shoulder like a tracker.
"Dawang, tired... tired, tired, tired!?" Li Xiaowai asked.
He rarely spoke. Even when his father scolded and slapped him, he didn't speak. He just smiled innocently. The reason was not that he didn't want to speak, but that he stuttered.
When he was a child, people around him always laughed at him because of this. He was always too low of self-esteem to speak, and used smiles instead of words.
But ever since he met Dawang, who was about the same age as him, he somehow felt an extra desire to talk to him.
"Why aren't you tired?" Li Dawang also gasped and laughed, "When I get back to the camp, I will just set up the tent and walk with him for an hour!" He said this, but he still looked behind him happily, he and he
The firewood carried by his robes.
People can't walk on the snow, and every time they step on it, there will be a hole.
But the sled can do it, and the firewood on it is their heart's hope. With firewood, they will have something hot to eat.
"Go back... Go... eat eat eat eat... what are you going to eat?" Li Xiaowai started to ask again, because he stuttered, and when he spoke, the look on his face
The muscles are squeezed together, looking a little ferocious.
"What to eat?" Li Dawang smacked his lips, and then grinned, "I want to eat the pancakes made by my sister-in-law. The pancakes are rolled with green onions and pig head meat. I would like to have a bowl of grits. Hey, the smell is not cured.
, want blood!"
Li Xiaowai was a southerner who was born in the capital. He had never heard of these northern foods, so he was a little dumbfounded. But seeing the intoxicated look on his face when he saw the good brother he had just met, he thought it must be delicious food.
So he patted Dawang on the shoulder, "I...I, I, I, I..."
He stammered for a long time and couldn't say it. Li Dawang smiled and said, "Brother Xiaowai, you got the reward after the battle. Come to my house and I'll ask my sister-in-law to cook it for us!"
"hhhhh..........Okay!" Li Xiaowai said forcefully, "I..........steal..........from me...
....Great wine!”
"!" Li Dawang laughed.
Suddenly, his smile solidified.
Because of his gaze, the waist-deep snow began to vibrate faintly.
Then there were panicked shouts and screams from behind them, "The Tatars are coming!"
Almost at the same time, Li Xiaowai and Li Dawang turned back at the same time. Behind them, on the route they carved out of the snow, countless Tatars were chasing them madly along their path.
Their eyes showed deep fear.
Because they clearly saw that some Tatars were not walking on the snow, but flying on the snow. They swished as if they could do magic tricks. They rushed in front of the brothers in the blink of an eye, and then raised their swords and dropped them.
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"Run!" At the critical moment, Li Dawang gave Li Xiaowai a separate push.
"You, you, you, you...!" Li Xiaowai was speechless, but Li Dawang directly drew out his sword.
"Let's go! Let's go quickly!" Li Dawang couldn't help but said, pulling Li Xiaowai and walking towards the position in the snow up to his waist.
Behind them, a group of Tatars were already surrounded, shouting loudly, "Go quickly!"
With a loud bang, Li Xiaowai's feet flew away. Under the snow he stepped on, there was a big hole. In an instant, he and Li Dawang fell into it at the same time.
When they struggled to stand up again, the Tatars were already there.
"pppppppppp...Run!" Li Xiaowai was already stuttering and could not speak.
Although his father is the leader of Li Jinglong's personal soldiers, this is his first time to go on an expedition with the army. His main task on weekdays is to serve his master, Li Jinglong.
But Li Dawang, a child from a military family, didn't say a word. His honest eyes instantly turned into those of a wolf cub. He quickly looked around, then suddenly cut off the rope for pulling firewood, and then put Li Xiaowai on the sled.
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"What.........................?"
Li Dawang didn't say anything, but pushed the sled carrying Li Xiaowai like crazy on the snow.
It's better to say he was running than crawling in the snow. He pushed hard with both arms, and the sledge slid out a long way. Then he threw himself into the snow because of too much force. Then he got out of the snow again, and started again.
He used the force of his body to push the sledge forward.
"Da...wang..." Li Xiaowai stuttered and cried.
"Don't cry, call people, call people!" Li Dawang opened his mouth, and a ball of snow choked into his throat.
"Come on... come on... people!"
"Ta-ta-ta...the Tatars are coming!"
Li Xiaowai was on the sledge, shouting with all his strength.
Suddenly, he was surprised, because he saw one of his own people rushing down from the position.
But the next second, he also felt desperate, because the Tatar pursuers were just one step away from them.
"Run!" Li Dawang roared, and finally used all his strength to push the sledge away.
Then, he emerged from the snow, drew his knife and turned around.
"Brother, you bloody man!" A roaring curse, accompanied by the snow and the light of swords, dragged the two Tatar pursuers into the snow, where they could no longer be seen.
"Dawang!" For the first time in his life, Li Xiaowai did not stutter.
He got off the sledge with red eyes, but just as he was about to move, he was grabbed by the big hands of one of his own who came up from the position.
"Damn it, go first, I'll take the last step!" Li Laowei held a crossbow in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, with a ferocious look on his face.
The Tatar pursuers in the distance did not dare to step forward.
"Dad............Big......"
Li Xiaowai was still shouting, but he was grabbed by the arm and dragged up by other soldiers of the Li family.
"Dawang!" Xiao Wai turned around and cried to the snow.
This chapter has been completed!