my bright sword career

Chapter 146
A group of people were walking on the road, and an accompanying guard looked around curiously, and saw that the surrounding farmland was full of golden colors, and many farmers were busy harvesting.

A guard curiously said to the leading man: "Chief, we walked all the way and found that the closer to the Liantai County road, the better. It seems that the parents here are quite good."

"It's hard to say." Another guard next to him curled his lips: "The world is as black as crows, and the officials are all virtuous. How can there be any good officials in this world?"

The middle-aged man in the lead smiled slightly: "We'll have to investigate to find out if it's good or not. Aren't there just a few big farmers resting over there? Let's go over and ask and we'll find out."

After finishing speaking, he rode his horse and trotted towards the side of the road, and stopped not far from the farmer who was sitting on the side of the road while writing and smoking tobacco. After dismounting, he led the horse and walked slowly to an old farmer. , smiled and asked the old man: "The old man... this year's harvest is good!"

The old man saw that although the visitor was dressed as a businessman, he didn't dare to neglect his extraordinary clothes, and he walked up with a simple and honest smile: "Mr. Lao asked, this year's harvest is really good, and I can finally eat it for a few days." I'm full.

This gentleman doesn't know your last name, where are you from and where are you going? "

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "My surname is Zuo. We came from Licheng to do some small business. We passed by your Liantai County and saw your crops are so good, so we came here out of curiosity. A bowl of water to drink."

The old farmer waved his callused hand, "Whoever can come is a guest, and you can't ask for anything. If you don't mind the rough porcelain bowl we use, come and drink some water to moisten your throat."

After speaking, the old farmer picked up the jar next to him, poured a bowl of water into a rough porcelain black bowl, and handed it over.

The middle-aged man took the black bowl and drank the water in one gulp, wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth, burped comfortably, and stretched out his thumb, "Old man, your water is so sweet what."

Feeling it, the old farmer laughed and said: "That's... we dare not say anything else in Liantai County, but the water is very sweet. May I pour another bowl?" Pour him water.

"That's a good relationship!" The middle-aged man didn't refuse, and passed the bowl with both hands.

The two started chatting with each other. At this time, more than a dozen guards and entourage came over with their horses. Seeing this, the old farmer also called them to drink water, but they declined, and then walked around. Spread out and faintly protect the middle-aged man in the middle.

The middle-aged man picked up the black bowl and took a sip of water, then turned around inadvertently: "Old man... I think the road here seems to have just been renovated, it is indeed much easier to walk."

"Yes!"

The old man nodded, "It's all thanks to the young master of the Gao family. Since the young master was killed last year, the young master of the Gao family seems to have changed. Not only did he form a militia, but he also organized a militia with the county government. We ordinary people have been building roads for more than half a year before expanding the road into this shape.

Gravel is also paved, let alone, after such a repair, the road is indeed much easier to walk. "

"Organize you to build the road?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly, "Old man, won't it affect your farm work if the road is repaired for more than half a year? When is this, the county government wants you to serve corvee, this senior It's not kind for the young master to do this!"

"Hey... You can't say that, my guest."

The old farmer quickly waved his hands, "Young Master Gao is also a good person. He organized our people to build roads for nothing, but everyone who builds roads gets five catties of rice every day. Such a good thing is rare for the old man in eight lifetimes." When we meet for a while, how can we say that he is not kind."

"Five catties of rice per person per day?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and made a silent calculation in his heart.

If an adult has five catties of rice per day, that’s 150 catties of grain for a month. It can be said that as long as an adult comes to build roads, he can fully support a family of five with this. Such a price is already very high.

At this time, an entourage next to the middle-aged man was a little disbelieving, and asked: "Old man, how can this young master of the Gao family have such a good intention? Could it be that he has evil intentions?"

"How do you talk, kid!"

The old farmer was a little unhappy, and stared, "Master Gao did do some ridiculous things when he was young. He did a lot of things like playing with birds and walking dogs, but even so, they never harmed us ordinary people.

The master of the Gao family is also a well-known benevolent person in our county. Whenever there is a famine, he will open a porridge shop to give out porridge.

The young master of the Gao family seemed to have changed since then. He organized a militia and led us to fight devils everywhere. In the past half a year, he has actually fought several battles with little devils. It is said that he has killed many little devils. .

A few days ago, I heard that they fought a fierce battle with the little devil at Qixia Pass, more than a hundred miles away, and the battle was very miserable.When our Liantai militia came back, hundreds of carts were pulled by the dead bodies alone. Thousands of people died in this battle. "

Speaking of this, the old farmer's eyes turned red, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears that flowed out.

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified. Seeing the old farmer wiping away his tears, the middle-aged man sighed, "Old man, it is my buddy who is not sensible. I apologize to you on his behalf. Don't be angry."

"The old man is not angry about this."

The old farmer shook his head: "Old man, I have lived most of my life, and I see that I am the one whose neck is buried in the loess. How can I be angry with this little baby? The old man just feels sorry for those young children who died. They are all good young people. They are all so young, why did they die? Many of them haven’t married their mothers-in-law yet!”

The middle-aged man sighed, "Old man, it is inevitable that people will die in war. Now that the little devils have come to our door, if we want not to be enslaved by them, we have to fight them desperately, otherwise our children and grandchildren will be theirs." slave."

"That's the reason!"

The old farmer nodded again and again, "Master Gao said the same thing, Master Gao said, don't look at the little devils dancing happily now, they will definitely be pulled out of the list in the future, we not only have to drive those Dongyang devils out of our country, but also have to counterattack. Go to their homeland, let them also taste the taste of the flames of war ignited in their hometown."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "That's right... That's the reason, we can't just let it go, we have to go to their door, let the little devils also taste our power!"

While speaking, there was a sudden roar in the distance, soon followed by a roar, and a burst of dust rising up in the sky, gray steel giants appeared in everyone's sight.

The speed of these steel behemoths is not fast, passing by everyone at an average speed of about 20 per hour, raising clouds of dust all over the sky.

The guards next to them changed their faces when they saw these things at first glance, and their expressions became highly vigilant. Many people touched their arms, but they were stopped by the middle-aged man with his eyes.

Fortunately, these tanks ignored them, but drove past them one after another. The blue sky and white sun badge on the tank turret was exceptionally clear.

After all these tanks passed by, the middle-aged man pretended to be puzzled and asked the old farmer next to him: "Master, these iron guys look very imposing. Which national army is practicing nearby?"

The old farmer replied proudly: "These big guys belong to our Liantai militia. I heard that Young Master Gao spent a lot of money to buy them. They are very useful for beating devils!"

The middle-aged man smiled wryly in his heart, it seemed that he couldn't find anything out of the mouths of these old farmers.

After chatting with the old farmer for a while, the middle-aged man bid farewell and left.

After walking for a while, one of the entourage couldn't help exclaiming: "Chief, I can't tell, this Liantai militia is really rich. It even has tanks, and I think these tanks are not the same as the Japanese. It’s a full circle bigger than the little devil’s.”

"Ok!"

The middle-aged man nodded slowly: "It seems that the strength that this leader Gao showed before is just the tip of the iceberg, and his real strength is still hidden under the water."

Another member of the entourage was unwilling to say: "It would be great if these invulnerable big guys belonged to our Eighth Route Army. With these big guys, we will definitely be accurate when we pull out the little devil's stronghold. Then what are we afraid of?" Little devil, just push it over and it's over."

Hearing the amazed words of the entourage, the middle-aged man couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Zhou, you take it for granted. These iron guys are of course extremely powerful. They are one-shot against the devil's bunker, but if you want to keep them These big guys are no easy feat.

Among other things, they have to drink about two liters of gasoline for every mile they travel. That is to say, for a tank to drive from here to our headquarters, it will take almost one liter of gasoline just to drink. tons of oil.

Coupled with the daily accessories, maintenance, daily training, and wartime ammunition consumption and personnel expenditure, our Eighth Route Army can't afford such a tank unit even if we pawn our pants. "

All the people around were stunned, and the entourage surnamed Zhou stuck out his tongue: "My mother, I thought it would cost a lot of money to raise a cavalry regiment, but I didn't expect these big guys to be even more powerful. Where is drinking oil, what they drink is gold!"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "It seems that it is right to bring you out this time. It is true that you must come out often to see the world, otherwise you will really become a frog at the bottom of the well."

The entourage surnamed Zhou was a little unconvinced: "So what, so many of us have come to his door, and they didn't notice it at all. It seems that they don't know everything."

The middle-aged man shook his head, the young people are still too young and energetic, if Gao Hongming was really so useless, he would have been wiped out by the Japanese countless times.

When everyone marched for a while, they finally saw the county wall of Liantai County. As soon as they arrived at the city gate, they saw a group of soldiers wearing German military uniforms standing neatly at the gate, with a truck and a group of soldiers parked beside the city gate. A jeep, a tall military officer was standing next to the jeep, looking right at them.

Seeing them coming, the officer walked towards them. When the officer walked up to them, even the middle-aged man was slightly surprised. Not only was this guy about two meters tall, he was also unusually tall. Burly, as strong as a bear.

I saw him walking over, glanced at everyone with sharp eyes, and finally rested his eyes on the middle-aged man, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, please also indicate your identity and purpose, so that I can report to my superiors." Otherwise, I can only ask you to go to the police."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and bowed his hands at the other party: "The Eighth Route Army's deputy chief of staff, Zuo *, was ordered by our deputy commander to visit your regiment leader, and I hope this little brother can inform your regiment leader. "

"What did you say, you are the deputy chief of staff of the Eighth Route Army?"

He quickly saluted the army and said loudly: "Gao Dabao, the battalion commander of the Liantai County Militia Guard Battalion, has seen the left deputy chief of staff!"

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Half an hour later, Gao Hongming, who got the news, welcomed Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo and his party in Xiaocao Village.

To be honest, when Gao Hongming got the news of Dabao's report, his first reaction was that he couldn't believe it. Now that the Hundred Regiments Battle is in full swing, how could such a busy person like Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo have time to come here to meet him? When he arrived, he had to believe it, because the appearance of the visitor was the same as what he had seen in books and movies, and he was a little puzzled by the surprise.

After welcoming him into the regiment headquarters, Gao Hongming calmed down his excitement, and then said: "Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo, now that the battle between your army and the Japanese army is in full swing, you can actually come to see me, a little girl in your busy schedule. The head of the militia, this really flatters me."

The left deputy chief of staff smiled and said: "Commander Gao is too arrogant, since the beginning of this year, you have given us a lot of support for the Eighth Route Army, especially the gas masks that supported us a while ago have played a great role.

During this period of time, all our troops have reported to us that the Japanese devils have released gas bombs on them several times. Fortunately, we have the gas masks you provided, otherwise our troops will suffer great losses.

When I was leaving, the deputy commander told me to thank you in person and let me bring you a little gift from him.But you also know that our Eighth Route Army can’t compare to you, a rich man, and can’t produce anything good, so our deputy commander personally wrote a poem for you, and asked several people from our headquarters to sign it. A little bit of our heart, I hope you don't dislike it! "

After finishing speaking, the left deputy chief of staff took a small bundle from the guard next to him, took out a picture of writing from it, and handed it over.

Gao Hongming took the word with both hands, and after slowly opening it, he found that there was a poem written on it.

After hard encounters, there are few stars all around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering.

Pantou said panic, sighing separately.

No one in life has died since ancient times, keep your loyal heart to reflect the history

Looking at the verse above and the series of names signed behind, Gao Hongming couldn't help being dazed for a moment.

(End of this chapter)