Dawang among the dead was fighting and struggling, shouting.
"Together.........Ah!"
"The mother-in-law! The straight mother-in-law!" Li Laowai stepped over the piles of corpses in front of him and stepped forward with a hammer.
"Stab my son, bang!"
"Your mother, stab my son, bang!"
"I only had this son when I was forty years old, boom!"
After three strikes, five divided by two, several injured Yuan soldiers had their heads smashed by Li Laowai.
"Dad!" Li Xiaowai stood under the corpse and stretched out his hand.
Li Laowai took his son's hand and lifted him up, "Let's go first, then daddy!"
"I........."
"Mother, let's go!" Mr. Li pushed his son hard, and then lifted Li Dawang up, "Can you still breathe?"
"Uncle, I'll return it!" Li Dawang was covered in blood.
"Let's go, you two go first, my uncle is behind, hurry up, don't wait!"
Three figures stumbled upward in the choking smoke, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
"Help me from above! I'm Li Dawang!" Dawang shouted to the man in the position.
Immediately afterwards, several men came out and pulled the three of them up one by one, holding hands.
"Ouch!" Li Xiaowai cried out in pain as soon as he got up.
"What's wrong?" Hearing his son's cry of pain, Li Laowai rushed over to him without even taking a breath, touching up and down, "Where's the injury?"
"Down...down..." Li Xiaowai's face was twitching in pain.
"Torch!" Li Laowai shouted, and then he looked down in the light of the fire. His heart suddenly thumped and his head buzzed.
Under the light of the torch, I saw that the blood on Li Xiaowai's thigh had soaked into the battle jacket.
"I am your mother!"
Unknowingly, Li Laowai's voice started to tremble.
The knife directly cut open his son's pants, and then he put his big hand in and touched it.
"Son, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the guy is still here, still here!"
Li Laowai comforted his son, "It's just a fucking inch away from his great destiny. It's his grandma's fault!"
A wound was only a stone's throw away from Li Xiaowai's vital point.
After dealing with his son, Mr. Li turned his head and looked at Li Dawang, whose chest was rising and falling, and his face was covered with sweat from the pain.
"Boy, you saved my son twice!" He said with a grin, "It just so happens that your surname is Li, how about you become my godson!"
"Hehe!" Li Dawang squeezed out a smile, "Fuck...hiss...ah!"
"What's wrong? Where's the injury?" Li Laowai touched it and was shocked. Li Dawang's waist was covered with blood.
Hissing, hissing, Dawang's battle jacket was cut open, and Li Laowai was stunned.
There were several hideous wounds, and hot blood was pouring on the flesh.
"This..." Veterans all know that such an injury may be...
"Dawang!"
Li Xiaowai exclaimed and blocked Dawang's wound with both hands.
Li Dawang's breathing became even more rapid. He tried hard to open his eyes and looked around blankly.
"I feel pain!"
"Dawang!" Li Xiaowai cried.
Li Dawang lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the wound on his waist and the blood spurting from the gap between his crooked fingers.
"I don't care!"
"Dawang!" Li Laowai shouted, "Don't close your eyes, where is the man? Where did he die?"
"I don't want to be here, I want to go home!" Dawang's honest face suddenly burst into tears. He struggled to get up, scratching his hands on the ice and snow, "Spring has begun, and we have to plant the land. If we don't plant, we will starve.
My sister-in-law can’t make it in time, and my nephew is still young!”
"My father, mother, and brother's grave has not yet been laid with bricks! Within three years, Mr. Yin Yang said that we could not erect a monument. If we don't erect a monument, future generations will not be able to find it!"
"I want to go home..."
There was sobbing all around. No matter what kind of man he was, his eyes were filled with tears at this moment.
"Hoo ho!"
Dawang gasped for air and wanted to say something, but he couldn't. Because his strength, along with the blood, kept flowing out of his body.
"My child, if you have anything else on your mind, your godfather will take care of it for you!" Li Dawai cried.
"My father said that if life gets better in the future, let me go back to my hometown in Shandong to visit my ancestors' tombs!" Li Dawang said with difficulty, "My family is in Linyi, close to the Yi River, and in autumn the mountains and plains are covered with...
Pear Blossom......"
"Uh uh..." Blood poured out of Li Dawang's mouth. He sat up with difficulty and looked around blankly, "Uncle, where is my home? Where is Shandong?"
Tears blurred Li Dawai's vision, and he pointed in two directions at random.
"Dad, brother, I can't go back!" Li Dawang covered his waist, knelt down, and kowtowed on the ice.
Then, he faced the direction of his hometown and said, "Master, grandma, I can't go back. My grandson is kowtowing to my second elder!"
Boom!
"When my nephew grows up, I will visit your grave again. I will never forget it! I won't forget..." Li Dawang fell down, his eyes still trying hard to open, but there was no luster.
He took Xiao Wai's hand and said, "Brother, military pay...give it to my sister-in-law...she...the widow...
Others... don't... bully her..."
As he spoke, his weak voice stopped suddenly, his head tilted, and his eyes slowly closed.
"Dawang!" Li Xiaowai hugged Dawang's body and cried loudly.
Cries resounded throughout the battlefield.
The surrounding soldiers lowered their heads, shed tears, and began to collect the bodies of their comrades.
"Don't leave any one behind!"
Li Jinglong's figure appeared among the soldiers, his eyes were filled with blood red, and he said loudly, "Gather those who died in the battle. When the battle is over, I..." As he said, he
With all his strength, "I'll take them home!"
"Kill all the Tatars so they can go home!"
"Kill the Tartars! Go home! Go home! Go home!"
After the battle, the Ming army's position erupted with loud shouts.
Kill all the enemies and go home!
Li Jinglong looked at the shouting soldiers and looked into the dark night in the distance.
"Your grandma is safe. If you don't come here, I won't be able to survive here!"
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Smoke and fire filled the air in the distance, and the cavalrymen, like a torrent, neatly and silently pulled down the visors on their faces.
"Almost done!" Ping An, who was at the front of the cavalry team, said coldly.
Lieutenant General Sheng Yong nodded, and the flag in his hand suddenly fell down.
"Follow me and charge!"
Boom, the roar of horse hooves suddenly sounded on the ground.
In the dark night, this torrent of cavalry began to roll like a giant dragon.
"Ming dynasty!"
"Wan Sheng!"
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The roar of horse hooves and the shouts of cavalry made the Beiyuan army terrified.
"Where did the cavalry come from?" King Azasili of Liao shouted in horror.
"Let the men get up and prepare for battle!" Tabin Timur shouted in panic.
"You guys can't fight anymore!" the general shouted loudly, "Every unit has suffered heavy casualties, and some people don't want to fight at all!"
"We must fight even if we don't want to, or we will all die!" Tabin Timur shouted, "Follow me to meet the enemy, and the others will protect my father and retreat!"
~~~
On the other side of the battlefield, half of the low night was dyed red by the firelight.
Lan Yu breathed heat into her palms, then kept rubbing her palms, turning around and saying, "Send the order, move around!"
Zhu Gaoxu behind him shouted happily, "Mount your horse and kill the Tatars!" He said loudly to Lan Yu, "Shuai Lan, am I the vanguard?"
"You?" Lan Yu smiled contemptuously, but her eyes contained a hint of encouragement, "Okay, but remember, I don't want you to actually pounce on them and slash and kill them, do you understand?"
"Yes, it's just like hunting!" Zhu Gaoxu nodded.
"Also, the scout said that your third uncle and fifteenth uncle have also led a team up. After the Tatars are dispersed, you can merge with them and not break in!" Lan Yu warned again.
"They are here? What about my father?" Zhu Gaoxu was a little confused.
"You kid actually suits my temper quite well!" Lan Yu also got on her horse and walked towards the other side, "It's a pity, no luck!"
This nonsense sentence made Zhu Gaoxu even more surprised.
He looked at Lan Yu's back and shouted loudly, "Where are you going?"
In the dark of night, Lan Yu didn't say anything, just waved her hands silently.
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This is the story of the entire Ming Dynasty, not Zhu Yunxi’s own story.
Recently, I have been in a bad state and haven't written well. I accept criticism humbly and don't blow my ass. I've been getting angry these days.
