Tomorrow

The first forty-six chapters, life is a process of constant selection

In the end, Yun Zhao didn't kill Niu Jinxing, but sent someone to send him back to Liaodong.

After the matter was dealt with, people quickly forgot the existence of these people.

The spring of Daming has begun to spread from the south to the north. Everyone is very busy. Everyone wants to plant their own hope in the new era. Therefore, there is no time to pay attention to what happened in faraway places.

Spring in Liaodong came very late, and a group of people who were abandoned by the big ethnic group were still struggling in the ice and snow.

No one realizes how cruel this is.

Even if someone thinks of this, they will deliberately forget it.

After all, Li Dingguo's army is in the front and Shanhaiguan is in front. These two passes have blocked all tragic events from people's sight.

Zhang Song, the team leader at the forefront of Motianling, never realized that he actually had the power to decide life and death.

Under his gun, there will always be groups of dark people wriggling towards the Motianling Pass.

They are like silly roe deer exposed on the snow, turning a blind eye to the musket close at hand, and squirming firmly towards the mountain pass.

"boom!"

Zhang Song's musket rang, and a man wrapped in floral clothes fell on the snow and stopped moving.

The rest of the people seemed to be numb to this scene long ago, and still marched firmly toward the mountain pass.

In front of them was a group of thinly-clothed women, their waists were straighter than those dark thieves as they marched towards the mountain pass.

After walking into the narrow mountain pass, these women saw a few female officials. Behind them there were a thick pile of cold clothes. Under the guidance of the female officials, the women shivered and put on the cold clothes and lined up. The team walked over the tall fence and then disappeared.

The thieves who followed the woman had to drop a few dead bodies amid the sporadic sound of gunfire, and finally came to the front of the fence. After being tied with a rope, they were escorted into the fence.

From entering the range of the musket to entering the fence, the number of alive thieves was less than 30% of the original number.

Zhang Song put away the musket with satisfaction, and a bit softened today. There are three more thieves who let go than yesterday.

In fact, it is not easy for these thieves. Not only do they have to steal some women according to the orders of the great general of the country, but they also have to accept the smash orders from the frontline generals. Whether they can survive or not depends on God's will.

Most of the people who perform this task are soldiers recruited from the Shuntian Mansion. They are not the regular army of Lantian, they are auxiliary soldiers. If you want to become a regular army, you must go to the Phoenix Mountain Camp for training before they can have a formal military rank, and Directory.

The auxiliary soldiers from the capital hated Li Hongji and this group of bandits.

Therefore, they did not have the slightest psychological barrier when implementing this inhuman military order.

When the fire-head soldiers came up, they picked two big baskets of buns.

The steamed buns are stuffed with cabbage and pork vermicelli. The meat is very fat, and every bite is oily.

Zhang Song grabbed his hand to the basket, but was hit by the fireman's dry tobacco pole.

"Wash your hands, wash your face, there is a plague here, do you want to kill everyone?"

Zhang Song smiled awkwardly, patted his chest and said, "I am strong."

The fire-head soldier is a Lantian veteran. Hearing what Zhang Song said, he couldn't help but snorted: "You are so strong, why didn't Li Hongji know fighting when he came? Look at what those girls have been harmed into."

Zhang Song was flushed by the fire fighters, and as soon as he lowered his head, he took soap to wash his hands and face.

After washing his hands with ice water, his ten fingers looked like carrots. Finally, he wiped it with Baixue before going to the fireman with his food container.

The buns are as good as always...

It was just that Zhang Song looked at the same gobbled companions, but a nameless anger rose in his heart, kicked a companion away, found a driest place to sit down, and angrily ate the buns.

The kicked companion gave Zhang Song, the team leader, a humble smile, and moved aside.

"That's why Lao Tzu was ridiculed by fire fighters."

Zhang Song sighed, took another bun and took a bite.

At this moment, the Motianling is covered with white snow, and on the right is the undulating sea. On the vast sea, only some seagulls that are not afraid of the cold are flying over the sea. The sky is gloomy and it looks like it is going to snow again.

Asking for a bowl of hot water from the fireman, Zhang Song cautiously approached the fireman and said, "Brother, I heard that your family is very rich. Why do you still come to the army to mix up these military pay?"

The fire-head soldier sneered: "Because I was fighting abroad, the people in my family can farm and work and do business with peace of mind. Who the **** is thinking about mixing your majesty’s military pay? Look, even if there is no military pay, I still pay. This big soldier deserves to be full of flavor."

Zhang Song shook his head and said: "When Li Hongji came, Emperor Daming once threw his silver into the street and recruited people who dared to fight. Unfortunately, the silver was hot at that time, and I wanted to go, but the house wouldn't let it.

Brother, to be honest, this world is the world of other emperors. What does it have to do with the little people like us? "

The Fire Head Soldier laughed angrily by Zhang Song's words, and glanced at Zhang Song and said: "You all say that you people in Shuntian Mansion are shrewd. It turns out that you are all such a shrewd method.

I heard that Li Hongji could not enter the city originally, but you group opened the city gate to welcome Li Hongji in. It is said that the scene at that time was very lively. It's wine and food. I heard that there are **** spreading flowers down from the second floor.

Seriously, what do you guys think?

If Li Hongji wants to join us in Chang'an, guess what's the end? Apart from swords and swords, artillery, and muskets, there is no other hospitality for our people in Guanzhong.

I will ask you, what happened to the rich people who offered wine and meat in the first place? What is the end of those **** who sprinkle flowers on thieves?

Hehehe, the cleverness can't make it to the big stage. "

Zhang Song stalked his neck and said, "The government opened three of the nine gates in the capital. They didn't fight Li Hongji. How would you let us petty people fight?"

The fire-head soldiers filled the smoke pot with tobacco leaves, ignited the fire with a scythe, and clicked the smoke twice: "In this case, you have been miserable by Li Hongji, where is there such a big grievance?

The entire capital is like the place where the dead were buried. Everyone is holding their faces, as if we Lantian owes you five hundred taels of silver.

Since you dared to let Li Hongji into the city at the beginning, don't regret being mischievous.

Most look down on people like you. "

Zhang Song was speechless when he was reprimanded, so he sighed, "Who would have thought that Li Hongji would harm the capital like this?"

The fire-head soldier chuckled and said: "I used to be a thief, but now I can tell you a truth, thief is a thief. Laozi's vocation is to rob. It is a delusion to expect wolves to not eat meat.

In order to transform our group of people, our majesty does not need any old bandits in the new army. Even if there is, he can only serve as an auxiliary unit. Lao Tzu, the flame soldier, is this way. Only in this way can we ensure that our army is disciplined.

Those guys who haven't been reformed are still **** unrepentant until now. "

Zhang Song was thoughtful and wanted to ask more about the Lantian Army, but the Fire Head Army picked up an empty basket and went back.

Suddenly several rafts appeared on the sea, and the rafts were full of people. They rowed desperately into the sea, and disappeared on the sea surface after a while. They did not know whether they were swallowed by the winter waves or escaped to the sky. Up.

Zhang Song believes that these people have little chance of escaping. Just ten days ago, some iron-hulled ships appeared on the sea. These ships were very huge, and they also transported a lot of supplies to the garrison here in Motianling.

The pork vermicelli I ate today was delivered by these ships.

Those thieves want to escape from the sea, I am afraid there is no chance.

At dawn the next day, when Zhang Song brought his team into the position again, some dark thieves emerged from the forest in the distance. In front of these thieves, there were two women walking.

Just as Zhang Song prepared his guns and began his day's work, a group of cavalrymen suddenly sprang out of the woods, brandishing their swords, and easily hacked the thieves to the ground one by one.

Seeing that the cavalry was about to chase the two women, Zhang Song anxiously stood up from the trenches and raised his gun. Regardless of whether he could fight or not, he shot immediately, and his subordinates saw it. The shot was fired, and the shots echoed hugely in the open mountain forest.

The cavalry in black cloaks turned their horses one after another, gave up pursuing the two women, and retreated into the woods.

"Guan Ning Iron Horse."

Zhang Song, who emptied his gun, couldn't help muttering while looking at the last cavalry who got into the woods.

Li Dingguo was leaning against a huge chair covered with tiger skins while drinking wine without a sip. The stove beside him was blazing. Zhang Guofeng was standing in front of a table, using a pencil to constantly mark it.

A scout in a sheepskin jacket hurriedly walked in and said to Zhang Guofeng: "General, Guan Ning cavalry appeared, chased and killed a small group of thieves who defected~www.readwn.com~ and then retreated."

Zhang Guofeng said: "How strong is Guanning's cavalry?"

The scout said: "They are strong and strong, and they don't seem to be affected by the blockade."

Zhang Guofeng said to Li Dingguo, who leaned in his chair and took a nap: "It seems that Wu Sangui and Li Hongji's military logistics are not mixed together. How long can they maintain this situation?"

Li Dingguo lazily opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Guofeng, "Since we have started chasing and killing the defected thieves, it means that Wu Sangui's tolerance for Li Hongji has reached its limit.

Next, he will have two choices. One is to take out his own grain and share it with Li Hongji. I think this may basically not be possible. So, only the second option is left, and they are going to part ways.

There are two options for parting ways. One is to simply separate from Li Hongji, and the other is to become a slave.

Guofeng, which choice do you think is better for Wu Sangui? "

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