Chapter 44 what!A group of "long-haired ghosts" rushing

Li Mingrui and Zhang Yunyi led the first, second and third columns of the main force of the Seventh Red Army to the Hechi area.The Duyang Mountains in the northwestern corner of Guangxi still appear green in summer despite the autumn rain.Looking from the top of the mountain, what people see is a world of white clouds and mist, and the ridges of quartz sandstone emerge from the milky white sea of ​​clouds from time to time.The drizzle was incessant, and the bamboo coir raincoats could not resist the soaking of the long rain. Many soldiers' skin was soaked in red, swollen and rotten by the rain due to gunshot wounds, falls, puncture wounds or insect bites.Through the veil-like fog, the green forests, brown valleys and terraced fields where the rice has been harvested are faintly visible.The roofs of the village are shrouded in green smoke, and the smoke from cooking pervades the simple thatched huts, making it suffocating.

This is the most barren and desolate area in Northwest Guangxi.This kind of difficult life has plagued people for countless dynasties and years.Now, on this gloomy afternoon, a detachment of the Red Army passed by.The mountain people hid in a hidden place, staring at them with a kind of cold and almost demented eyes. When the team arrived in Lingyun County, it was almost dusk, so Zhang Yunyi ordered to camp to avoid further accidents during the night march. Li Tianyou, the commander of the reconnaissance company, suddenly came to report: At the foot of Cen Wang Laoshan, a small and strange team was found. The two sides exchanged fire for a while, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.After questioning, the locals said they were a group of "long-haired ghosts" who had been wandering here for several days, appearing and appearing erratically and very mysteriously.

"Ah! 'Long-haired ghost'? How many of them are there?" Li Mingrui asked in surprise. "During the exchange of fire, it was found that there were dozens of them, and the locals said there were hundreds of them." Li Tianyou said. "Is it armed by local tyrants running around?" Zhang Yunyi asked. "It's dark and foggy, so I can't see clearly." Li Yaoyou said. "What characteristics and habits have you found out about them?" Li Mingrui asked. "The local people said that they lived in seclusion in the old forest during the day, and dispatched at night to some towns and cottages to grab food and goods."

"Who are they stealing from?" "Whoever has something, grab it." Li Mingrui pondered for a moment, then suddenly pondered: "Is it the team of the Eighth Red Army breaking through the siege?" Zhang Yunyi deduced: "Maybe it is!" He immediately issued an order to the military staff: "Notify all columns to hang up the team flags and light torches next to the team flags. If you find the whereabouts of the 'long-haired ghost', call immediately We are the Seventh Red Army!" Li Mingrui added: "Put more secret whistles and watch carefully."

Indeed, this team of "long-haired ghosts" was exactly the remaining 300 people in the first column of the Eighth Red Army.Led by Yuan Zhenwu, the captain of the column, they traveled long distances for more than half a year, traveling around Yunnan, Guizhou, and Guangxi, and went through untold hardships to arrive at Lingyun County.They no longer have the ability to enter some market towns or villages, because they lack ammunition, and some have only one bullet left in the chamber, which is reserved for themselves.They can only hide in the barren mountains and old forests. They have become accustomed to the life of savages, and they are like people who have returned to ancient times.They have been wandering around Cenwang Laoshan in Lingyun County for four or five days.In the evening of that day, a small detachment sent by Yuan Zhenwu went to a small town under Cenwang Laoshan to get food, and met the reconnaissance company of the Seventh Red Army.They judged that they encountered the Guangxi troops who were chasing and suppressing the Seventh Red Army.Yuan Zhenwu then ordered this team of only more than 300 people to retreat to Ling Canyon deep in Cen Wang's old mountain.From time to time, there were sparse gunshots coming from behind.They didn't know that the other party was the Seventh Red Army they were looking for.

Yuan Zhenwu encouraged everyone: Get rid of the enemy, retreat into the canyon to hide, and you will be out of danger! In the depths of the canyon, there are clumps of trees and steep cliffs. It looks so quiet, gloomy, and mysterious—maybe it is a valley of death where wild beasts are rampant and dangerous, and once you enter it, you can never get out; Inside is a prehistoric and pure land that has never been stained by the smoke of war. The benevolent nature will take in these people who have escaped from the fingers of death and devils, and give them a chance to breathe, and make them endure the extreme torture and pain of survival. After being devastated, think about it and rearrange their fate.

"It doesn't hurt to sell your father's land to such a bitch! Brothers, rush in! Go!" Yuan Zhenwu shouted and urged one after another in a Hunan accent. "Plop—" A thin and out-of-shape warrior tripped over a tangled vine, struggled a few times, and couldn't get up, sobbing and begging: "Captain! Captain! Give me a knife! I can't climb up!" Moved" "You want to die quickly, mother, it's not that easy!" Yuan Zhenwu grabbed him and lifted him onto his shoulders, and with the last of his strength, he rushed forward crazily. The sky was completely dark, and the gunfire from behind had stopped.More than 300 people crawled and gathered like more than 300 lizards on the huge grassy beach.They chewed the pampas grass while crawling, hoping to satisfy their hunger in exchange for some strength, and they were ready to get up and run again.They escaped at last.

Yuan Zhenwu said hoarsely to everyone: "We have only a few people left! The people and the land are unfamiliar, and we can't gain a foothold. We can only survive if we find the Seventh Red Army!" Yuan Zhenwu, (1899-1976), courtesy name Shucheng, nickname Yingwu, formerly known as Yuan Yanlie, Yuan Yelie, Wang Guodong, was born in Dongkou, Hunan. In 1924, he entered the Guilin Military Academy to study, and later was admitted to the Whampoa Military Academy, and joined the Communist Party of China.He served as the company commander of the Independent Regiment of the Fourth Army of the National Revolutionary Army and the battalion commander of the Seventy-second Regiment of the Twenty-fourth Division of the Eleventh Army. He participated in the Nanchang Uprising.After the failure of the rebel army going south, he went to Wugang, Hunan to engage in underground work. In 1929, he was sent to Guangxi by the CCP organization as the battalion commander of the fifth garrison brigade.During the Longzhou Uprising, he served as the chief of staff and commander of the first column of the Red Eighth Army.After the failure of the Eighth Red Army, he led the rest of his troops to the Youjiang area to search for the Seventh Red Army. For more than six months, Yuan Zhenwu led his troops to fight for thousands of miles. Local tyrants everywhere fought with arms, fighting against the harsh climate, dangerous situation and hunger.They have no maps, no coordinates, and they look like blind people exploring the way. They are always vigilant and careful everywhere. They drill deep into the mountains, eat wild fruits, and live a life like savages.

In the adventures of more than six months, how many times did Yuan Zhenwu witness with his own eyes: in the face of inevitable death, his comrades put personal life and death aside, and faced the god of death without fear, although everyone was not without fear, Once their eyes are red, they can see death as home - "I lose my head and feel like a melon, and my body is pierced by the wind!" But some of them died of poisoning from eating poisonous plants or poisonous insects, and some died of starvation. , Some were injured and did not want to drag down the team and committed suicide. They said that they would die no matter what, and finally fulfilled their bounden duty as a revolutionary who fought for the poor people!However, after getting out of the dangerous situation, a desire to survive was so strong that everyone was excited: To live, we must live!

For more than 200 days and nights, they almost spent in the deep mountains and old forests, and were constantly suppressed and attacked by warlord troops and local tyrants; some local indigenous people and mountain people also regarded them as prey, Not only can they receive rewards for arresting them, but also in the propaganda of the Kuomintang, it is believed that this group of "red bandits" who are running around have guns, gold and silver treasures and opium on their bodies.When they were panting or rushing, they were constantly attacked by hidden arrows or flying stones. They were extremely nervous, just like hares or antelopes that had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and fell into the wolf's lair after being chased by a pack of hungry wolves.Their clothes (if they can be called clothes) are ragged, unkempt, long and dirty, and they all look hideous, so fierce, brutal and ugly.The mountain people ran away desperately when they saw it, calling them red-skinned and green-eyed "long-haired ghosts"!

Thanks to the indication of the team flag and the shining of the fire!They first wandered around the camp of the Seventh Red Army step by step, watching the team flag and the fire.They were surprised: How did the Seventh Red Army come here?Could it be a maze and a trap set up by the "communist suppression" brigade of the Guangxi clique?Suddenly, the flag of the team and the figures beside the fire shook and shouted to all directions: "Brothers of the Eighth Red Army, we are the Seventh Red Army!" "We are the Seventh Red Army—" "We are the Seventh Red Army—" " "..." They heard it clearly, they saw it clearly, and they were suddenly overjoyed!They bravely and bravely ran towards the team flag, the flames, their long-awaited relatives and their own team with tears in their eyes!run over here!cheer.Embrace.Tears of sorrow and joy flowed on Zhang Zhang's face! This narrowly escaped team was incorporated into the Seventh Red Army and marched towards Hechi together. "Are we sure about attacking Liuzhou and Guilin this time, going north and east?" Yuan Zhenwu asked Li Mingrui and Zhang Yunyi bluntly after learning about the direction and tasks of the troops' actions. Li Mingrui remained silent, and shifted his gaze to the team slowly advancing on the mountain road, wisps of cloud and mist curled up and coiled around the mountainside. "Zhenwu, you have to be careful!" Zhang Yunyi said to Yuan Zhenwu in a warning tone, "It is an order from the Central Committee to hit Liuzhou and Guilin. If your words are passed to the special commissioner of the Central Committee, beware of hitting you." Lean to the right!" "Then I will declare to the special commissioner: I will go to Nanjing and destroy Chiang Kai-shek's lair in one fell swoop!" Yuan Zhenwu joked. "Then I'll make you a guardian envoy to Nanjing!" Zhang Yunyi also joked. The three looked at each other and smiled. "The ancients said: the world is the same, but there are different paths, and there are many concerns. When my cousin and I were in charge of Guangxi, why didn't we want to rule the cities of Liuzhou and Guilin? It's a pity to leave behind, alas" Li Mingrui let out a long sigh with a sad expression on his face. "Yes, since ancient times, there has been no difference in the law, and all paths lead to the same goal. We have to make the best use of the situation and focus on contingency strategies." Zhang Yunyi said. Yuan Zhenwu felt a little heavy in his heart.But he never expected that he and his more than 300 strong men joined this team of nearly 10,000 people, repeated their "mistakes", and started the arduous journey of moving thousands of miles again.