Koi adopted daughter jumps over the farm gate

The people of Shenshu Village only knew that a large-scale war broke out on the border.

But I don’t know how tragic the war was.

For Bai Dazhuang and others, they truly felt the cruelty of war.

Although they are just civilians doing logistical work, they can still really feel the blood and death.

Since the beginning of the war, Bai Dazhuang and his party have not had a full night's sleep, and their nerves are tense every day.

The wind and snow were raging on the border, and the flames of war continued unabated in the wind and snow.

All are engaged in this war, in one form or another.

The cotton-padded clothes of Bai Dazhuang and his party had already scabbed and exposed the cotton wool, their hair and beards were condensed into a ball, and their hands and feet had already been numb from the cold.

Compared with the hardships of transporting food to the border, the war was simply terrible. They once felt that they were trapped in the gate of hell.

People are constantly injured and killed every day, attacks and defenses are constantly launched, and there is rarely a pause.

The war has turned them from nervousness and fear to numbness, and they no longer even expect the war to end and return home.

Bai Dazhuang was tensed every day, constantly sending messages to his fellow villagers to inform each other about the number of people. Fortunately, except for Liu Fugui, who was hit by an arrow and was fine, everyone else in Shenshu Village was safe for the time being.

At dawn today, Rong State once again launched a new round of attack.

Bai Dazhuang, Hanwa and others pushed a small cart, transporting gunpowder, food and grass one after another, and finally began to transport wounded soldiers.

Groups of wounded were brought back from the front line, and Xia Qinghe and Wu Chaojing bandaged one by one and treated them one by one.

Every time a soldier fell or was injured, Bai Dazhuang and Bai Erzhuang's hearts became entangled, they were afraid that it was Bai Zhaomei.

When it became clear that the girl was not recruited for nothing, they both breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt guilty.

It has been so long since the war began, but Bai Dazhuang and Bai Erzhuang have not seen Bai Zhaomei.

There are so many soldiers, it is not easy to meet them.

Bai Dazhuang sent a wounded man to the treatment shed. As soon as he wiped his sweat, he heard someone shouting outside and another one was brought.

The man was then sent to the army doctor to await treatment.

"Brother Da Zhuang, he said that the people he sent just now are soldiers under Mr. Xie." Liu Fugui said.

Bai Dazhuang was sweating.

Because Bai Zhaomei is in Xie Xiaolian's team.

Bai Dazhuang hurriedly ran to the wounded soldier. The wounded soldier's arm had been broken, there was a large amount of blood on his chest, and there was an arrow stuck in his neck.

It's not a free recruitment of girls.

But Bai Dazhuang and Liu Fugui recognized the wounded soldier as Da Mao, a subordinate of Bai Zhaomei.

The young soldier who is a few months younger than Bai Zhaomei and whose dimples are visible when he smiles. The young soldier who is afraid of starving to death but has to go to the battlefield with enough food when the military order is sounded.

At this time, Da Mao was dying and looked at Bai Dazhuang.

Bai Dazhuang couldn't help but hold his intact hand.

The military doctor took a look and shook his head slightly, then walked away.

This means that there is no need for rescue anymore. It is not that the military doctor is ruthless, but that the next wounded soldier who may survive needs his treatment more.

He couldn't waste resources on a person without hope. Although it was cruel, it was helpless.

Da Mao looked at Bai Dazhuang with wet eyes, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

"Qinghe, Qinghe." Bai Dazhuang shouted.

Xia Qinghe had just finished bandaging a soldier's injured arm when he heard Bai Dazhuang's shout and trotted over. Wu Chaojing followed behind him with a medical kit.

Xia Qinghe and Wu Chaojing looked at Da Mao, who was covered in wounds like a sieve, and knew that there was no hope.

Xia Qinghe remembered this soldier with dimples. He smiled and said at her wedding ceremony that Mr. Xie’s bride is really beautiful.A wave of sadness hit her.

Without time to think, Xia Qinghe knelt down and started to help him treat the wound. Wu Chaojing took out the liquor and helped disinfect the needle.

Xia Qinghe learned suturing, and she wanted to sew her broken arm back together.

"Don't save me, I'm going to die." Da Mao gasped.

Xia Qinghe's hand paused.

Da Mao grabbed Bai Dazhuang's hand and said, "My home is in Huaihua Village, thirty miles away from Xucheng. I have no parents, and I only have my grandma at home..."

Bai Dazhuang's eyes were sore and he said, "I will go to Xucheng to find your grandma when I get back. From now on, my family will take care of your grandma."

Damao and Bai Zhaomei joined the army on the same day, and they were as close as brothers.

Bai Dazhuang looked at Da Mao like a little brother.

Da Mao blinked his eyes and continued: "I was scared, but I didn't hide from the arrows. I killed five enemies today."

Bai Dazhuang answered: "I will tell your grandma that you are brave on the battlefield and are a hero."

Da Mao smiled with his cracked lips, blood oozing out, and said in a weak voice: "I'm afraid of the cold, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat enough when I get down there, I'm afraid no one will remember me..."

Bai Dazhuang took off his cotton-padded jacket and covered Da Mao, and said softly: "You won't get cold. My fifth brother will give you wine and meat every year. Everyone will remember that you killed five enemies."

A smile appeared on Da Mao's childish face, with two small dimples.

Suddenly, the hand holding Bai Dazhuang loosened his grip and died.

Bai Dazhuang felt extremely sour in his heart. He sniffed and wanted to cry, but there were no tears at all.

And Liu Fugui had already cried.

They had seen a lot of blood and even sacrifices these days, but Da Mao's sacrifice had a greater impact because Da Mao was a familiar person to them.

He is still so young.

Bai Dazhuang thought that he had died in the snow on the border like that. Xucheng was far, far away from the border, and his bones would be buried so far away from his hometown.

And his grandma, at this moment, is probably still looking forward to the end of the war, so that her grandson can go home for the New Year reunion.

Xia Qinghe pulled out the arrow from Da Mao's neck.

Bai Dazhuang asked Liu Fugui to fetch water and wiped the blood off Da Mao's body bit by bit.

He wanted Da Mao to leave cleanly.

Xia Qinghe silently used needles to sew the wounds on Da Mao's body. She and Bai Dazhuang had the same tacit understanding, hoping that he would have a complete body.

Liu Fugui found a pot of wine from nowhere, and sprinkled it next to Da Mao with his nose red from crying.

After doing all this, Bai Dazhuang hugged Da Mao and placed him in the morgue.

General Meng built the Martyrs' Shrine in the northwest corner of the camp, where all soldiers who died on the battlefield will be buried.

They will be admired and worshiped by future generations.

At this time, Bai Dazhuang hoped that Da Mao could return to his hometown. The wind and snow on the border were too cold!
"Don't cry, there is still a lot of work waiting for us." Bai Dazhuang said to Liu Fugui
Liu Fugui was already strong enough. He was hit by an arrow in the leg. After recovering from the injury, he continued to work as a soldier on the battlefield. He never complained about being tired.

Da Mao's sacrifice made him homesick and frightened him again, and his tears couldn't stop rolling down.

"Brother Da Zhuang, when do you think the battle will be over?" Liu Fugui asked, wiping his eyes.

"The fight will be finished soon." Bai Dazhuang pulled up the cart and said despite the pain in his feet.

"Can we win?" Liu Fugui sniffed.

"Yes." Bai Dazhuang answered concisely and concisely. (End of chapter)