Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 936 Sore Feet
Three hours later, the sky finally darkened completely.

Hu Biao seemed to have no bones in his body. He leaned lazily on a stone pillar, holding a Hanyang rifle in his arms and smoking silently.

He looked a little exhausted and didn't want to say a word.

There were quite a few team members sitting next to them, but they all looked exhausted and didn't want to talk.

I was only worried that the Yinfa coalition forces would see the situation in the main building from a distance; so not only was there no bonfire, but even the oil lamps and candles were not lit.

Therefore, not to mention pitch black, under the illumination of a crescent moon, the environment was not very bright, and there were only cigarette butts that flickered on and off while smoking in the environment.

Mainly before dark, the Yinfa coalition relied on artillery fire to suppress and launched a total of three attacks.

Although these three attacks were all repelled by the defenders, nearly 200 casualties were incurred.

But Hu Biao and the others were not relaxed at all, and the process was quite difficult.

Fortunately, after nightfall, the Yinfa coalition forces, which had been struggling all day, finally stopped attacking.

Just a part of the army surrounded the main building; the remaining people did not start eating and resting, but continued to toss in the Old Summer Palace.

These bandits and bumpkins from Europe did not find any treasures.

We don't even plan to let go of some decorative fabrics, stone lions, pavilions, etc. We are currently dismantling and packing them in full swing.

Or to put it another way, these are also excellent things in their opinion, and they are worth bringing back thousands of miles away.

Such a result can be regarded as Hu Biao and others can take a breath a little bit.

That was the beginning. Hu Biao was finally able to sit down on the ground, smoke a cigarette and the scene slowly emerged.

no way!With Hu Biao's strong physical fitness, he would not be so exhausted in just one afternoon of fighting.

The key is that in the past few days, because of packing, moving cultural relics, and digging tunnels, I slept later than a dog and woke up earlier than a chicken.

The physical and mental exertion is really too great.

And now is just the beginning. It is foreseeable that as this war continues, such a situation will only get worse and worse.

No!Hu Biao didn't even have time to finish a cigarette.

Taoist Shouzheng, the current serious doctor of the team, came over with the same tiredness and blood stains all over his body.

First, he politely took out a sand cigarette from Hu Biao's pocket and lit one for himself.

He took one gulp and burned most of it, then he said a piece of bad news:

"Lao Hu, so far, we have a total of 13 dead and 7 seriously injured. We can only say that there are many minor injuries. Although there are no team members killed or injured, there are still 6 palace maids who died in the battle."

Comparing the results of this afternoon's battle, the number of lightly and seriously injured people mentioned above is not even one-tenth of that of the Yin-Fa coalition forces.

No matter where you go, these battles can be said to be a glorious victory.

But if they really continue to consume like this, they will definitely not be able to consume these Yinfa coalition forces; besides, seeing these miserable people consuming little by little, Hu Biao and others feel quite uncomfortable.

But there seems to be no good solution other than continuing to consume it.

So after listening, except for Hu Biao who said lightly "I understand", the others remained silent.

This situation continued until Hu Biao regained his composure and began to check the vigil situation at night. After checking all the way, he reached the roof of the building.

After walking up for a while, a faint fragrance suddenly hit me from behind.

After turning around and taking a look, it turned out that the God of Wealth was walking over carrying a bucket of steamed buns.

Seeing Hu Biao look over, he said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, are you hungry? Eat something quickly; it's just that it's not convenient to light a fire at night, so everyone can only eat some cold steamed buns made in advance during the day. .

But I specially pickled some pickles for you, and they taste pretty good. "As for why the fire couldn't be made, Hu Biao naturally knew the reason, so he didn't say anything.

After sitting down, he picked up a cold steamed bun in his hand and started eating and drinking with cold water in the iron kettle.

In just two or three bites, a fist-sized bun was eaten.

no way!They are already seriously lacking in rest. If they don't even take in enough food and calories, there will be big problems.

Maybe it was because he walked too much today; while Hu Biao was squatting to eat and drink, the God of Wealth sat on the ground and took out his own feet from his boots.

If that's all, it actually doesn't matter.

The God of Wealth girl’s feet don’t have much smell, and if they do have some smell, it actually doesn’t matter in the current bad situation.

The key is that this girl is wearing a pair of black socks drawn by the system under a pair of uniform trousers; that is, the legendary operation of wearing silk in trousers.

Especially when the God of Wealth is constantly stretching and moving his delicate and small feet.

Suddenly Hu Biao felt clearly that he felt very thirsty for some reason, so the movement of drinking water suddenly became louder.

Seeing this, Hu Biao coughed twice and yelled helplessly:
"Xiaomei, pay attention, I'm still eating."

The God of Wealth raised his foot and smelled it, then retorted: "It doesn't stink. Isn't it because my feet are numb after walking for a day? I was embarrassed to take it out in front of other people, so I took it out in front of my brother-in-law to relax."

Faced with such a statement, Hu Biao could only wisely keep his mouth shut.

But the God of Wealth seemed to be in high spirits, and said: "Brother-in-law, if you have stronger hands, please help me rub it and activate my blood~"

Facing a pair of beautiful feet stretched out as sharp as a murderous knife.

After Hu Biao took a deep breath, he knew that this situation could not continue, otherwise it would be very dangerous. With a solemn expression, he said to the God of Wealth:

"Xiao Mei, in fact, you want to develop in the direction of a noble concubine and become a charming woman. This is absolutely correct.

It's just that in this process of growth and development, if you want to practice your skills, it's not appropriate for you to always look for your brother-in-law like this. "

"Yeah, brother-in-law, I understand." The God of Wealth agreed obediently.

Just saying back made Hu Biao feel numb: "I'll go find Lao Yang later, or maybe Xu Feng will help me rub it."

Hu Biao: "Come back..."

******
Fortunately, my brother-in-law rubbed his sister-in-law's little feet with black socks, so such a bloody thing didn't happen.

Just when the God of Wealth's pair of size 37 feet almost poked Hu Biao's nostrils, an angel appeared.

To be more precise, at such a critical moment, after a burst of footsteps came first, Lao Hei appeared in front of the two of them.

He shouted in a loud voice: "Old Hu, are you going to go out from the tunnel tonight to fight the foreign devils with black guns? If you go, we will set off immediately."

"Of course I'm going! Let's go~"

Hu Biao jumped up from the ground in an instant and agreed quickly.

Then he hurriedly left the roof of the building as if his buttocks were on fire; leaving only a few conversations with Lao Hei: "Tonight we will not only shoot black guns, but also call Chen Tang and Balong up to take a shot." Heartless cannon~"

In the end, only the God of Wealth was left with a depressed look on his face.

But after thinking about something, he suddenly laughed. That bright smile and appearance under the moonlight made the person not far away hold back his words.

The father-in-law was dumbfounded by Ren Liang, who regarded himself as an airless person; he couldn't help but think in his heart: If this woman entered the palace, she would be extremely favored by Master Xianfeng...

(End of this chapter)