Datang Almighty Dad

Chapter 570
Seeing that the people in the city no longer rescued him, and the enemies below finally stopped torturing He Youlu, they killed He Youlu with the horse spear left by Ding Laosan, picked it up and stuck it on the ground, and In a conspicuous position under the city, it is used to humiliate those who angered the city.

In the evening, Wen Wuji slowly talked about Chang'an, this time it was not a story, but just about Chang'an.

"The biggest event in Chang'an is the Shangyuan Lantern Festival. Chang'an people are best at making lanterns. The so-called lanterns of the five dramas are nine-flowered and colorful. Seeing the light and taking the moonlight. It fully shows the strength of our Tang Dynasty and the harmony of the people."

It can be seen that Wen Wuji should be literate inside and has a certain literary talent. After all, he lives in Chang'an and is in the spice business.In the army, anyone who can read and write can be promoted, and Wen Wuji is a qualified officer.

"The names of all those who died on the frontier will be on the lanterns, which will be lit from the fourteenth night of the first lunar month to the seventeenth morning of the first lunar month. There are millions of people in Chang'an, and they all compete to watch."

"Perhaps no one will know that there was such a battle in the beacon fortress of Anxi, and we all died here, so dead that we couldn't even leave our names."

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, Wen Wuji's eyes shone brightly, "People from Chang'an and Datang eat oil hammers, drink mutton soup, bring their wives and children, and enjoy the lanterns happily during the festival. I would like to comfort them all. Years of hard work. No one will think of us."

Everyone was listening quietly, Xiao Gui held the military flag and stood upright. At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the flag.

After a short pause, Wen Wuji said firmly: "But this is the meaning of our being here. With us defending against the enemy at the border, it will save the people in Chang'an and our hometown from defending against the enemy at the door."

After saying this, Wen Wuji sighed: "No one wants to die, you don't force it, you can choose whether you want to stay or go. If anyone wants to go, please send Liu Zongqi home first. He is still young, and I don't want his grandparents to die. I won’t be able to live a new year in the future.”

Everyone was silent, and no one said to go.

Ding Laosan thumped Chen Xingfan who was beside him. At this time, Chen Xingfan had already changed back to Datang Yijia.

"Let me ask you, on your way back, where is there no bandit army?"

Everyone looked at the third child.

Chen Xingfan was surprised: "Huh? Do you want to leave?"

"Don't talk so much nonsense, I ask you which road has no bandit soldiers?" Ding Laosan said sharply.

Holding the horizontal knife in his arms, Chen Xingfan smacked his lips, "In the mountain behind Fengsui Fort, there is a path for sheep to step on. The enemy army probably doesn't know it, but they have to try it. I killed the three enemy scouts who were looking for the path." I don’t know if they have discovered it now.”

"Forget it, the enemy's [-] troops should arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest. When they arrive, they will definitely surround the mountain. If you want to leave, get out now!"

After Chen Xingfan finished speaking impatiently, he turned his head away.

Ding Laosan leaned against the city wall, closed his eyes slightly and said, "Listen to me, you and Nan Nuzi, it's getting dark, and you are responsible for sending Liu Zongqi home to see his parents."

Um?Everyone looked at Ding Laosan in surprise, didn't he keep arguing to withdraw?how come……

"If it wasn't like this, I would turn into a ghost and look for you every night!" Ding Laosan said fiercely.

Nan Nuzi and Chen Xingfan were puzzled at the same time, "Why?"

Ding Laosan opened his eyes, glanced at the crowd, and said loudly: "I figured it out, I'm a soldier. A soldier! I'm here to protect others, not to wait for others to protect me."

"I will defend! I want the enemy to know that even if there is only one soldier left in the Tang Dynasty, I will defend them outside the territory of the Tang Dynasty!"

With tears in his eyes, Ding Laosan turned around and knelt down towards the battle flag fluttering in the wind, thumping his chest twice, "Eighth Regiment, nine deaths without regret! Stay!"

People kept following Chao Zhanqi and knelt down to salute, "Jiannan Road, Yang Yiben, guard!"

"Lingnan Road, Zhang Feng'er, guard!"

"Jiannan, Huo Yu, guard!"

"Qianzhong Road, Duan Junjun, guard!"

"Guan Nei Dao, Guan Yun, guard!"

"Bai Gendra, guard!"

……

"Shou!"

At this moment, everyone in the Eighth Regiment showed an infinite determination to fight, and an atmosphere of seeing death as home and fighting to the death permeated the entire city.

At night, the sky is full of stars.

Bai Zhenduo looked up at the sky, and asked Duan Junjun next to him, "Hey, which one is the morning star?"

"My son knows it, but you don't?" Duan Junjun raised his head.

"Grandma's, take advantage of me..."

The crowd laughed.

Ding Laosan came back from fetching water, and each brought a water bottle, "Hey, what's so good about the stars? The most beautiful thing in Anxi City is the rising sun, which is big, round and red, like the sugar cakes made by my mother-in-law. .”

"Ding Laosan, you were transformed by a starving ghost."

"Rolling the ball..."

Here, Wen Wuji was holding a bag of dry food and three water bottles, and limped towards Chen Xingfan, Nan Nuzi, and Liu Zongqi who were ready to pack.

Old Wen's legs and feet were not good, so Zhang Xiaojing followed closely.

Lao Wen handed Chen Xingfan the dry food and the water bottle, and said to the three of them, "Remember to go to Chang'an to see the lanterns for us. Let's go!"

Nan Nuzi carried his luggage, Chen Xingfan carried food and drink, and supported Liu Zongqi to turn around and walk step by step, but after just two steps, the three of them stopped.

Liu Zongqi bowed down to Wen Wuji and wanted to salute.Being supported by Wen Wuji, "Get up, get up, Zong Qi, stand!"

Liu Zongqi was so moved that tears kept falling, "Team Wen!"

The three of them stood up straight and punched their chests twice at the same time.

Behind Wen Wuji, Zhang Xiaojing and the others all responded with the same salute. At this moment, no one spoke.

The three of them were quite reluctant, and it was Wen Wuji who kicked him alone and drove them away.

The rest of the dozen or so brothers did not move, just watched the three of them leave slowly.

Everyone knows that maybe these three people are the only three people left in the Eighth Regiment, and what they carry is the hope of the Eighth Regiment.

After returning to their posts, Zhang Xiaojing turned around and looked, huh?What about Xiao Gui?
Coming to the high tower, at the corner under the flagpole, Xiao Gui was fiddling with a wooden bucket, carefully adding things into it.

Zhang Xiaojing sighed and said, "Is there only so much Fuhuolei left? How are you going to use it?"

"Come on, the more you come, the better, you are responsible for bringing them over, and I will blow them up!"

In the early morning of the next day, under the early morning sun, dust could be seen flying in the distance, and the enemy's reinforcements had arrived.

Ding Laosan went to the central turret, helped Captain Su who was lying down, stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrows on Captain Su's body one by one, and saluted him respectfully: "Look carefully, so that you can go with peace of mind! "

He strode back, stood side by side with a group of brothers, looked at the surrounding army, holding a Mo Dao, Ding Laosan shouted: "13 people against 3000 people, I, Ding Laosan, in this life It's worth it!"

"Eighth Regiment, Nine Deaths Without Regrets!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

(End of this chapter)