In Wushan late at night, the wind is bone-chilling, making people's hands and feet feel cold and their hearts trembling from time to time.
The valley amplified the sound of the wind, which sounded like a horn.
No one could have imagined that in such bad weather, a team would support the elderly and the young and march arduously toward the east in the cold wind.
Wang Wu was still at the front of the team.
Although both the Shaanxi Qing army and the rebels who attacked Laomukong were defeated by him, Ma Changyuan said that there was a Huguang Qing army on the other side of Huangcaoping, so no one could guarantee whether they would encounter the Huguang Qing army on the road.
So we prepared for the worst.
Fighting with life, the only solution is death.
There were originally more than 2,000 people in the team now.
Wang Wu took in hundreds more people on the way.
In addition to the people nearby who were hiding from the Qing army's raids, there were some scattered remnants of the Ming army.
Like Wang Wu, these remnant soldiers were determined to sacrifice themselves. They would rather persist in guerrilla warfare in the mountains than go down and surrender to the Ming army.
The group with the largest number of people was led by a commander named Pang Si, with 75 people.
Pang Si was originally subordinate to the commander-in-chief Wang Jiayu, but Wang Jiayu was so greedy for life that he defected during the battle, causing the Ming army to collapse.
Pang Si was so angry that he left the team and sneaked into the mountains on the way to the Qing camp with Wang Jiayu.
It took more than a month to dive.
During this period, there were battles with the Qing troops who were sweeping caves. The original team of more than 200 people ended up with about 70 people left.
At first, Pang Si and the others could get some food from the people, but as the scale of the Qing army's cave raids expanded, it became difficult for them to get food from the people.
Forced to hide in the mountains, each and every one of them was so hungry that they had no strength to walk, and their faces looked swollen. However, they still persisted without even having the intention to surrender, which greatly admired Wang Wu.
After taking in Pang Si and the others and providing them with food, Wang Wu had a brief conversation with the boss.
The careless Wang Wu asked Pang Si if he hadn't met them, would he really have starved to death in the mountains.
Pang Si was silent for a long time and then said: "I still have some strength to give myself a good time."
This answer made Wang Wu also fall silent.
He did not ask Pang Si why they persisted.
Because in this world, he and Wang Wu are not obsessed with righteousness!
Loyal ministers and righteous men who have touched countless descendants and become famous throughout the ages never appear out of thin air.
It may look like foolish loyalty, but it is actually the reason why this nation has been able to stand for thousands of years, and has been constantly destroyed and restored.
But if you really want to ask what this righteousness is, one hundred people will have one hundred answers.
The mainstream one is naturally the debate between Yi and Xia.
But this is the righteousness of scholars.
It is also upright for a loyal minister not to serve the two masters.
This is the righteousness of being an official.
What is the righteousness of ordinary people?
Probably it’s the obsession with clothes.
If it were not for the hair-cutting order, Wang Wu felt that the Qing government should have successfully unified China more than ten years ago.
Clothing is the righteousness that ordinary people who have participated in the resistance against the Qing Dynasty for more than ten years have been dedicated to!
Some people give in and some people don't.
The Ming army marching eastward in the cold wind was unwilling to give in.
However, Wang Wu couldn't hold it any longer.
It wasn't that Kang Qing's will had wavered, but that he hadn't slept for two consecutive days, making his eyelids heavy and his head heavy with every step he took.
I really want to just fall down and sleep.
It doesn't matter if it's cold or not.
Even if I can never open my eyes again.
But every time he thought about burying his head in sleep, there was always another voice telling him that he must move forward.
Because he, Wang Wu, is not alone now.
But three thousand people!
In order to drive away the sleepyheads and to be responsible for the team following him, Wang Wu wiped his face and neck with unmelted snow water countless times.
Just to make myself sober.
More and more soldiers are imitating Wang Wu and forcing themselves to wake up.
They are all human beings, not made of iron!
But even so, the team's progress continued to slow down.
Some people even fainted due to lack of physical strength.
If this continues, stragglers will appear.
Looking at the dark night sky in front of him, he stuffed a piece of snow directly down his neck. After his body trembled violently, Wang Wu suddenly shouted to the messengers who had been following him: "Command, sing with me!"
"Send the order and sing with the general!"
Sounds continued to pass from front to back of the team.
"Mom, what does the general want us to sing?"
Among the group of women and children who were protected in the middle of the team, a little girl tied behind her back by her mother looked curiously at the soldiers who were delivering orders not far away.
The young mother didn't know what the soldiers wanted them to sing. She just stretched out her hand and pulled the cloth tied around her daughter's waist. After confirming that there was no problem, she felt relieved and lifted up her little son who was sleeping soundly on her back. Mentioned.
The little guy was obviously asleep.
I don't know whether I was dreaming about candied haws or a big fat fat meat, but there was a lot of drool on my little pouty mouth.
Sing?
What to sing?
The same question also arose in the minds of the Ming army soldiers who were marching eastward with difficulty, and everyone looked towards the front of the team.
Not long after, loud singing came from the front.
"Don't beat the drums, don't beat the gongs, just listen to me singing this song of killing captives!"
The messengers with various accents continued to deliver Wang Wu's singing to the rear.
"Don't beat the drums, don't beat the gongs, just listen to me singing this song of killing captives!"
The singing also sounded one after another from east to west.
There are men and there are women.
There are old people and children.
"The current emperor is not a Han Chinese, he is a Manchurian demon and an old hozen."
"Wearing a real dog hat with red cherry blossoms, and hanging pearls on top like a rat sheath."
"The garrison of Qingyao is even more rogue. There is no need to plow the fields and grow vegetables."
"Brother, you are from the Han family. If you don't kill your enemy, you are not considered brave."
"With ninety-nine steel swords in hand, kill all the Hulu before we stop!"
"..."
Sonorous and powerful lyrics sounded over the team one after another.
The birds in the forest fled and the small animals were frightened.
The singing became louder and louder.
It’s like Wushan is singing in the middle of the night!
Birds and beasts were emptied out for miles around.
"What are they singing?"
Dusi Qikui, who was ordered by Niu Wancheng to lead a group of people to quietly follow the Ming army, was startled by the singing coming from the front.
It was a bit far away and it was hard to hear clearly.
But that song contained a powerful force, a force that Qi Kui had never been afraid of.
Song En, the sentry officer next to him, asked doubtfully: "Sir, if the Ming army sings so loudly, aren't they afraid of being exposed?"
"Exposed?"
Listening to the song fading away, Qi Kui shook his head and asked Song En: "Do you think they are afraid?"
"this..."
Song En remained silent.
Because he knows they are not afraid.
The singing that sounded in the forest swept through the fog like a strong wind, driving away the sleepiness and pointing the direction for the Ming army.
A fish belly white color begins to appear in the east.
Dawn is coming.
Following the guidance left by Liu Heng's troops who were the first to move, the Ming army, which was marching hard, finally passed through the dense forest of Wushan.
In front of us is an extremely open plain.
To be precise, it is a valley surrounded by mountains.
"They're coming, they're coming!"
Within sight, someone was running towards Wang Wu and the others quickly.
Farther away, hundreds of knights stood under the morning glow.
The two leaders, one has white hair and the other has a full beard.
The former is Yuan Zongdi, Duke of Jingguo!
The latter, Nan'an Hou Hao waved the flag!
Wang Wu also noticed the cavalry in the distance.
He knew that it was most likely those two commanders!
I couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Step forward with your mind as bright as a hundred feet.
