Chapter 19 Chapter Eighteen

Next to Jinliangtan is a steep mountain, and the rushing river flows around the mountain, making agitating noises.Yuan Hao's team is on this high mountain. Below the mountain, Japanese troops were densely packed. The trenches had already been dug, with barbed wire, spurs, antlers, etc., densely covered, sealing off the entire mountain.Yang Yizhi was keenly aware that these arrangements could never be completed within a few days.There can only be one explanation, that is, the Japanese army has arranged all this long ago, and then lured the rebels to escape into it. This is a way to close the door and catch thieves.It is exquisitely and venomously used.

Yang Yizhi and Han Qingzhu looked at each other, and galloped towards the Japanese camp. To their surprise, the Japanese army did not stop them at all. Instead, they opened the gate of the camp and let them rush up the mountain. In a daze, Yang Yizhi turned his head and saw four strange shadows floating in the camp. Earth, water, fire, wind. The ghost ninja four were among them.Things get tricky. As soon as he entered the camp of the rebels, Yang Yizhi's heart sank. Lying everywhere are wounded and disabled soldiers.And these wounded and disabled soldiers are also sparse, there are not many people left, and there is not much room left for them in the steep mountains. They can only lie with the dead soldiers, lying beside their former partners.The weather in June was already very hot, and the corpses were decomposing rapidly.The whole mountain was filled with a choking smell.

When the wounded soldiers saw them, they didn't show any expressions of surprise or disappointment.The only thing left is peace.This made Yang Yizhi feel sore in his heart.Only a desperate person would show such an expression. He secretly swore that he must take all these people out.No matter what Zhuo Wangsun's order is, he must save the entire army.must! As long as this rebel army believes in him, he can accomplish this impossible task. He heard a rough laugh from the top of the mountain. Yuan Hao still had a proud face and a smile on his face.If one only looked at his face, one would never have imagined that their battle was so tragic.However, his right arm was broken at the root.There is almost no tooth left on the wolf whisk on the back.

Obviously, in just ten days, the battle they encountered was so difficult that it was unimaginable. Yue Xieyi was wearing a man's battle robe and a well-fitting battle armor. She was sitting in the only stone house, and the table was full of messy drawings.She has become the actual leader of this rebel army, and almost all of the rebel army's battle plans are drawn up by her.Regardless of whether Yuan Hao was the wounded, he looked at her with respect. They have already regarded this petite Central Plains girl as their partner, a partner who will live and die together.They trusted her, relied on her, protected her, and entrusted their lives to her.

Yue Xieyi's long hair was pulled up and tied behind her head, which made her even more handsome.Seeing Han Qingzhu, she frowned: "What are you doing here? Go back quickly! This is a battlefield, not a place for you to play." Han Qingzhu's status in Huayin Pavilion is obviously not high, and he is used to being scolded and scolded by them.Na Na said: "Leader Yang and I are here to save you." Yue Xieyi sneered, "It's up to you?" She turned to Yang Yizhi with a bright smile on her face: "President Yang is not bad, you are just an errand runner!"

She gave up the middle seat to Yang Yizhi: "You all go out!" Yuan Hao and Han Qingzhu were kicked out by her.The moment the door was closed, Yue Xieyi's expression darkened.Yang Yizhi picked up the battle plan on the table.It was a thick stack, but there were only drafts, not a final decision. He flipped through the draft in detail, and he had to admit that Yue Xieyi was a rare talent.She has the keen observation and intuition unique to women, but she also has the determination, generosity, and thoughtfulness of men.Even Yang Yizhi admired the battle plan she wrote. However, without exception, these plans were marked with a red cross by Yue Xieyi.

None of it worked out. Seeing his expression, Yue wrote, the uneasiness in her heart gradually increased.Once, she was just a passer-by on the Goryeo battlefield, but in the short ten days, she has become one of them, and the suffering that this land is suffering has penetrated into her soul.The kindness and strength of these people have become her breath and her destiny.Their victory and defeat, life and death, more than ten days ago, she could still laugh it off, but now, she can't let go.Everyone in this rebel army has become her relatives.She had sworn that if she could not save them, she would rather die.

Yang Yizhi put down the proposal, frowned and began to think. Yue Shujian looked at him, turned around and went out gently, and gently closed the door.Although Yang Yizhi didn't say a word, Yue Xieyi believed that he would be able to come up with a perfect plan to bring them out of the predicament. She believed in him, just like she once believed in the pavilion master. Night is coming soon... The enemy did not launch an attack, perhaps because they felt that the rebel army was not worthy of another war.As long as one more night is passed, a large number of seriously injured soldiers will die, and there is no need for them to do anything.

In fact, it is true. The moans of the dying are very subtle, but no matter how strong the wind and waves are, they cannot be covered up. They go deep into the mind and bone marrow, tearing at the soul of every living person. It was fathers, children, brothers, and uncles dying.Those are hot-blooded men, whose ideals and glory are gradually cooling down. Yang Yizhi's thoughts were interrupted again and again. No plan can be perfect.This task is really too difficult. The door was quietly pushed open, and a tall figure walked in. That is Yuan Hao.Just as Yang Yizhi stood up, Yuan Hao knelt down.Yang Yizhi was startled, and hastily stretched out his hand to help, but Yuan Hao couldn't hold on, so he kowtowed three times to him.

Yuan Hao raised his head.The expression on this rough, kind and innocent man's face was unprecedentedly sad.He looked at Yang Yizhi quietly, the sadness in his eyes made Yang Yizhi feel at a loss. Jerkyly, Yuan Hao said in the Chinese he just learned: "Leader, tomorrow morning, can you, save her, go?" Yang Yizhi sighed: "I will take her away. But, I will also take you with me." Yuan Hao: "No, please, you, take her, go!" Yang Yizhi said: "Haven't you seen it? If you don't leave, she won't leave!" Yuan Hao's expression darkened.This rough man also seemed to have a serious mind, and heaved a long sigh.Suddenly, a crisp voice came from outside the room: "Yes, I won't leave!"

Yuan Hao looked up in surprise, and saw Yue Xieyi walking in with an angry face.She asked bluntly, "What do you mean? Is it because I'm a woman, or because you think I'm greedy for life and afraid of death? Leaving my friends alone and escaping alone, you take me too lightly!" " "I'll tell you!" She rushed up suddenly and stood in front of Yuan Hao, causing Yuan Hao to back away in fright. "If you want me to go, there is only one way, and that is for us to go together!" Yuan Hao looked at her.He is staring at her. This weathered and haggard girl shouldn't be like this. He will always remember how pretty and delicate she was when he first saw her.Her proud smile was so bright it was dazzling.Like a marigold on a slender branch, it should only be served on a golden horse in Yutang, and should not bloom on such a cruel and dirty battlefield.Suddenly, he felt deeply guilty: he shouldn't have brought her with him. He thought he could protect her, his wolf whip could tear through the fiercest artillery fire and kill the fiercest enemy.But the damn war makes individual heroism a joke. The country is about to perish, so what can he protect? Although he was much taller than her, her stubborn and coquettish look required him to look up to. He owed her too much, too much.It's time for him to return. He nodded slowly, as if he had spent his whole life fulfilling a promise: "Let's go!" Yue Xieyi finally smiled, she stretched out her hand proudly, and slapped Yuanhao. "Are we brothers?" Yuan Hao slapped her back very slowly and solemnly. "Brother, yes." There was a smile on his face too.Yes, they were brothers in such a tough and damning battlefield. Brothers don't betray each other, they sacrifice for each other. He smiled because he knew what to do. Brothers are for life. The dawn of the next day was so quiet. The enemy did not launch a charge, which allowed Yang Yizhi to think quietly all night.Looking at the messy pen and paper in front of him, a smile finally appeared on his face. This mountain is too dangerous, perhaps the reason why the enemy did not launch an attack.He is confident that no one can rush forward with his own guard at the most dangerous point.He can last at least seven days.With Han Qingzhu's skills, he can go back and forth from Pyongyang to here at least once in seven days. Then, you can invite the princess over. Zhuo Wangsun will definitely not come to rescue.But the princess is different.The princess knew he was here and would definitely come.The power that the princess can mobilize is enormous, maybe she can break the siege of Yuan Hao's rebel army. This strategy is not perfect, but at least there is 40% to 50% hope. Forty to five percent is enough. As he walked out, he suddenly felt a little strange.The surrounding area was too quiet, not even the groans of the wounded could be heard - this was almost impossible. As soon as he stepped out, he saw Yuexieyi.She leaned against the gate of the camp, her eyes a little lost. "he's gone." Her tone was so bleak. Yang Yi was startled and looked up.He suddenly realized that the silence on Jinliang Beach was so abnormal. The Japanese army was retreating silently and orderly, almost without making a sound.Almost everything in their camp was emptied, even the garbage from the days of siege was removed. Only corpses were left. There are also remnants of the rebel army who are so scarred that they cannot survive even if they don't fight.Their clothes were ragged and incomplete, and their bodies were covered with scars, but their expressions were extremely calm. Because they know that their death will not be in vain. They are all damned, no one can save them.But they knew that their death would save a person they admired the most. For this, they can die peacefully. They are rebels, originally farmers in the field and craftsmen in the workshop.They originally lived a humble life, continuing their ordinary life in daily necessities.This war destroyed everything they had, but it also made their lives more vigorous.They expect their own blood to make their lives no longer humble and ordinary. Now, they got their wish. Today, they no longer die of sores, no longer die of disease.They died with great sacrifices. A tall figure stood in the center of the battlefield.The wolfwhip in his hand has been broken into two pieces, one piece smashed on the corpses of several enemy soldiers, and the other piece stuck in his hand bone, supporting his body to stand upright. Even if this person dies, he will die standing up. When the Japanese army passed by his side, they couldn't help but take a few steps horizontally, not daring to approach him.It seems that after his death, the majestic power is still daunting. He raised his eyes to the top of the mountain, with a smile on his lips. Because he knew that in this way, only in this way, could the girl be saved and let the girl leave him. He has only one way to protect her. The most clumsy way to protect the most delicate and delicate flower. in this damn war. Yue Xieyi approached slowly, holding up the half of the wolf's whisk that had been deeply embedded in his hand bones.There was no sad expression on her face, but a smile on her face. "They must think that if I don't die, I won't leave. That's why he led them down the mountain in the middle of the night and rushed out of the camp. They must think that as long as I die, I will leave. Because there is no nostalgia, so I can persist That's it. Everyone thinks so. They're going to die anyway, so why bother me. They're all good people." She stroked the wolf whisk lightly.The spikes from the wolf's whisk pierced into her hand, bleeding out, but she didn't feel any pain.Yang Yizhi and Han Qingzhu followed behind her, watching this sad scene, they didn't know what to say. Yue Xieyi smiled lightly. "Do you know why I followed the rebel army?" She raised her head and looked at the rising sun that had just seeped into the east sky, with a trace of melancholy in her voice. "For nineteen years, I have never cried or laughed. I don't even know that there is pain and joy in this world. Others think that I am a fairy in a fairyland. Only I know that I have never lived..." "What is the difference between my life and a painting hanging in Huayin Pavilion? How is it different from a glass bottle on the master's table?" "I want to cry once, I want to laugh once." She suddenly clenched the wolf's whisk tightly and burst into tears. The Japanese soldiers who hadn't finished withdrawing looked at her from a distance, all showing incredible expressions. Yue Xieyi was crying, if she wanted to shed all the tears of her life at this moment, then she would slowly stop.She wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and gently lifted the wolf's whisk. Show off your face and smile. Her smile is bright and soft, like a ray of sunshine in the lingering rainy season.In the battlefield full of filth and death, it blooms brightly. "I prefer, this ending..." She stretched out her hand, and suddenly inserted the wolf stick into her chest. Her smile froze for an instant.