march to victory

"Baoyu takes good care of the weapons, and pays attention to the lights. Old Zhou, follow me to help."

Zhang Qingshan grabbed the box cannon and ran out barefoot while giving orders.

As soon as he opened the curtain and rushed out, he was faced with heavy rain and strong wind, which almost knocked Zhang Qingshan down.

Following the noisy sound, I saw a kura bag blown over more than ten meters away, probably because the rope was not fastened tightly, and a group of people were busy there.Zhang Qingshan thrust the gun into his waist, and rushed over barefoot.

As far as the climate here is strange, a little wind that has just risen, within a few minutes, it can blow off the rope that fixes the sack, and overturn the sack.But the moon here is even more strange: there was no rain before, only a small wind, and the moon disappeared, which is understandable.But the problem is that now it is raining heavily and windy again, but the moon has shown its face, and it is still full.However, moonlight can somewhat increase visibility, which is beneficial for rescue.

When Zhang Qingshan ran to take a closer look, he saw that everyone was busy rushing to transport the furniture and other things left by the overturned zaobao to other zaobao, and several people were grabbing the zaozi that was rolling around. bag, busy putting it away so as not to hurt anyone.

Zhang Qingshan grabbed a bundle of folded and bundled blankets, moved them to other bags along everyone's scrambling route, rushed back and was about to continue scrambling, but vaguely saw Luosang punching and kicking the clansmen and shouting something , Unfortunately, Zhang Qingshan did not understand.However, when he saw that everyone was being urged by Lausanne to leave the things at hand and rush in one direction, he naturally knew that he had to keep up if he wanted to help.

Seeing that they left in such a hurry, Zhang Qingshan didn't even care about the family affected by the disaster, and thought they were going to protect more important things first, and they were more anxious than them.It happened that Luosang just ran past him, so he quickly followed, wiped the rain from his face, and asked casually, "Brother Luosang, everyone is in such a hurry, what are you going to rescue first?"

"Go and save my sacks first."

Hearing this, Zhang Qingshan's nose was almost crooked: No matter how educated the slave owner is, how broad his knowledge is, and how straightforward his temper is, a slave owner is a slave owner, and his inherent selfishness and oppressive nature are It can't be erased by any means, and it will be fully displayed at the critical moment.For example, right now, when his slave households were hit by a disaster, he didn't help, but instead asked everyone to rescue his purse as soon as possible.

Luosang ran a few steps before he felt something. Looking back, he saw Zhang Qingshan standing there, his body staggering against the strong wind, but the eyes that looked at him were as cold as cold.

There was no time to think or argue, Luosang quickly ran to him, pulled him and yelled, "If you really want to help, hurry up and help me strengthen my sacks..."

Zhang Qingshan waved his hand away, looked at him indifferently, and shouted indifferently: "Although you and I are friends, at this time, I must help the people."

Luosang was stunned, but before he could open his mouth, he heard Zhang Qingshan continue to say, "You are a nobleman with plenty of money, even if the strong wind blows away all the contents of your purse, you will not die of hunger, but you The people here are poor, if the things in the house are blown away, they will starve to death..."

"Brother Qingshan, you made a mistake." Luosang grabbed him again, pulled him vigorously and ran forward while explaining loudly: "The few bags I have are...the warehouses you mentioned, and they are all stored in tribes. Necessities in the village. If it is blown away by the wind and wet by the rain, the whole tribe will be greatly affected... Do you understand?"

"Then why don't you say it earlier, go away!" Zhang Qingshan became anxious when he heard this, he even forgot to apologize, and instead grabbed Luosang and went forward against the wind, because he really understood: those few sacks that Luosang said In name, it belongs to him personally, but in fact it belongs to the whole tribe—if there is such a selfish and greedy leader who doesn’t take the people of the tribe seriously, Zhang Qingshan will definitely give him a slap in the face, but after two days of contact with Lausanne , Zhang Qingshan felt that with Luosang's personality, it was really useless to lie to him on this point.Because from a certain point of view, these things, including the wealth and life of the whole family, really belong to Lausanne.To put it bluntly, it is to see whether a tribal leader has the people under his control in his heart.

When I ran to the left of the Lausanne big urn, I saw a row of urns, many people were busy moving things in and out.

When Luosang saw it, he rushed over angrily, roared loudly, kicked the clansmen with his feet, and pointed at the rope that fixed the purse and yelled something... Although Zhang Qingshan couldn't understand what they were saying, Zhang Qingshan immediately put his feet on the clansmen when he saw them. The things that have just been moved out are moved into the kurakaba.At the same time, many people rushed to the ropes used to secure the bags around them, and many people carried hammers and ropes to strengthen the bags.Under the command of Lausanne, some people rushed into their own purses, took out the old and weak, women and children, and put them into Lausanne's big pockets to avoid the wind and rain-and this made Zhang Qingshan especially admire Lausanne In other words, Lausanne is definitely a good leader who is magnanimous and has the courage to break the old system.

Through the conversation with Lausanne in the past two days, Zhang Qingshan knew that for a tribal leader, the most important thing is to maintain his authority.And the existence of the big Tibetan bag is the superficial manifestation of the leader's status.For some leaders, not to mention letting those serfs enter their zangbao, even if the common people did not dare to enter the zangbao of the leader without being summoned, otherwise, they would die.But now, Lausanne did not hesitate to send the serfs under his command into his big bag. It took courage to do so.Because once other leaders know about this, it will be a provocation to the entire serf system, and there will be a price to pay—at least, once the rulers of Lhasa are determined, can they lose Lausanne's leadership position.

It really takes a lot of courage to dare to use your current glory, wealth and aristocratic status and status just to help the serfs of the tribe. No matter how you hear this, you find it ridiculous. But that's the reality of a brutally brutal system.

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Just as Zhang Qingshan ran up to help, he suddenly heard someone screaming from the left. He turned his head and saw a man turning around desperately, pulling a rope used to fix the purse behind his shoulders over his shoulder, turning around to face the wind, and resisting with all his strength. Strong wind, lest the crumbling bag be blown over by the wind.And the one who screamed was a man in front of him. The man yelled and dropped the sledgehammer in his hand, rushed to grab the rope, and helped his companion fight against the strong wind.And the man before obviously wanted him to reinforce it first, and was yelling at him and saying something... Obviously, the man with the sledgehammer just wanted to use the sledgehammer in his hand to hit a wooden pile to strengthen the camp. The wind resistance of the bag, as a result, had to go up to help before it could be reinforced.

Zhang Qingshan rushed over and shouted, "Hold on, don't let go, hold on..."

Although the two people were struggling with the strong wind, their teeth were clenched tightly, and the veins on their necks were clearly visible, Zhang Qingshan still did not choose to help pull the rope, but picked up the sledgehammer on the ground and gave it to them first. The wooden stake hits a few hammers fiercely.

After the stake was driven about a foot deep, Zhang Qingshan grabbed the loose rope on the stake.

He gestured to the two of them to pull them to his side with all his might, seeing that the two clearly understood what he meant, they shouted and pulled the rope desperately, Zhang Qingshan stepped on the stake with his right foot and kicked the ground with his left foot.Pull a little rope towards yourself, and quickly wrap it around the stake...

But the wind was too strong, and the rain made the mud and grass on the ground a little slippery. The three of them tried their best to suck their milk, but they couldn't get up to speed.

Just when Zhang Qingshan felt that going on like this would end sooner or later, it would be better to fix the rope now, but he saw more than a dozen big men rushing over, some came up to help pull the rope at the first time, and some rushed to pull the rope. There are other ropes for the seat bag, and some cooperate with others to use the rope they brought to strengthen the seat bag... With so many new troops joining, the rope was fixed on the stake in just ten seconds, and the seat bag was also firm. Standing like a rock, although the leather-stitched top is blown up from time to time, the whole top is about to be blown off by the strong wind, but it is immediately killed by a hand stretched out inside Caught back, and was securely sewn in place from the inside.

Everyone smiled, and a sense of accomplishment quickly surged into their hearts.But before everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they heard someone yelling not far away. The men immediately ran over with hammers and ropes. Zhang Qingshan wiped off the rain or sweat on his face, and rushed over help……

It's strange that this strong wind came, and it's also strange that it went!

After blowing for more than half an hour, the strong wind that was blowing wildly just now calmed down in less than ten seconds, as if the gods had breathed out, and it was over after being unable to continue, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.But the torrential rain was still falling, and everyone rushed to rescue some leather and other things that could not get wet in the homes of the people who hadn't had time to take care of them before. Regardless of whether they were wet or not, they first put these things in other purses...

After the heavy rain, when the stars appeared bright, nearly another hour passed.

The people of the Lausanne tribe, no matter men, women, old or young, high or low, all have only one treatment: fall to the ground and gasp for breath!

The light and strong men are busy fighting against the wind and rain outside and strengthening the purse; the strong women are busy moving things, or mending the leaky roof; Temporarily store more things; the children can't be idle, they have to do a lot of odd jobs, such as carrying lanterns or torches to illuminate the adults, threading needles for the mending men; even the family dog ​​is useful Because driven by the children, the shepherd dogs have to brave the wind and rain to take care of the cattle and sheep in the pen...

The people are simple and kind. Although they have gone through wind and rain, they can't stop their yearning for a better life in their hearts. They are tested again and again, but they stand up again and again.Just like now, everyone only rested for 3 minutes, without anyone urging them, they started to act one after another, and the familiar ones began to be busy in an organized way... During this period, no one complained even a single word!

Regarding this, Zhang Qingshan can only sigh with emotion: How many times have they been exposed to wind and rain to make them form such a "tacit understanding"?

However, when Zhang Qingshan saw the disaster situation, and then saw those standing bags, under this sharp contrast, he suddenly thought of another ability of his, which could be of great use here...