The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

"You mean, I gave you a fucking regiment of soldiers, but you left them at the ambush point and rushed up the mountain to find Qu Hu all by yourself?"

Burea was still reasoning with me: "Yang Rong told me that Qu Hu must die here..."

"Did he say he had to kill it with your own hands?"

"He said you were the only one to go, but the soldiers under your command destroyed him. Does that count as a violation of military discipline on your part?"

"He just told you to keep an eye on Qu Hu, right?"

"good good good good!"

I stood up angrily and raised my arms towards Boureat. Just as I was about to fall down, I saw this kid smiling at me stupidly...

"You are a tiger!"

"I don't know how to hide!"

Burea sniffed and hissed: "Brother, I know you are thinking about me. I won't hide. I won't hide next time."

When I heard the ignorant Burea say these words, all I could think of was that after he killed Qu Hu, he removed the enemy's head with his hands full of blood, just to make me happy on foot from the battlefield. The figure walking back.

He wanted to tell me the good news as soon as possible, just like a naughty child in school who gets good grades for the first time and will skip home, just like he wants to hear you praise him.

That taste...

Let me instantly understand the significance of their presence around me.

They were using all their emotions to remind me that I was not alone and that there were people out there who expected me to be happy and not for profit.

"Li Ge!"

I turned around and shouted, rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand.

I didn't cry, I just didn't know why my vision started to blur.

"Master."

Li Ge came closer.

"Call the military doctor, and tell the brothers in the camp that those with blood type AB should come out and help. This kid's blood type is AB."

After I said this, Burea smiled even happier, but I turned my head and yelled at him: "Hold it back!"

Then Burea laughed even harder, stretching his wounds with laughter, pointing at me and saying: "I knew it, I knew Yang Rong and I were worried in vain, how could you be lying to us both! "

But I suddenly turned my head and asked, "What did you say?"

Under the influence of emotion, Burea stepped on Qu Hu's head and said, "Yang Rong asked me, what should I do if we are really brothers."

"I didn't say it."

"He's still waiting for the test report..."

I looked at Bujea worriedly: "What about you?"

"I don't want to know anymore."

"I only remember that when I was drunk, someone picked me up from the road;"

"I only remember that when I was fighting and killing people, there were people who were worried about my recklessness;"

"Brother, your lies to outsiders won't work with me. You always want to hide your true feelings with your face, but you can't hide it."

Burea said to me when no one was around: "Brother, I know that even if Yang Rong and I are really brothers, you will not touch us, right?"

"I asked Yutou and the others, and they said that the results of the test report came out early, but they asked you to take it away. They also said that you told the matter at the wine table, saying that Yang Rong and I had no idea Not brothers."

"If such a big thing is not true, how could you say it casually and laugh at us in front of so many people?"

"Only Yang Rong is still suspicious." Yang Rong... is he still suspicious?

"Brother, by the way, Yang Rong also said that after this battle is over, Bangkang will definitely send a large number of reinforcements. When the time comes, he will lead a battalion to stop them at Erdaowan."

"The purpose of asking you to stand still is that when the battle here is over, you will immediately raise your troops and lead the entire Wa and Restoration regiments to attack Bangkang. As long as you are fast enough, you will be able to catch Bangkang off guard in the absence of information. .”

My mind has been spinning along with the plan from Burea's mouth. If Yang Rong arranges it this way, I might really be able to see the dawn of victory.

Beep, beep, beep.

At this moment, when the sky was just brightening, the phone that was taken back rang again.

I answered the phone with mixed emotions, and the West Asian man spoke again on the phone: "Yang Rong and Lin Minxian took action."

"He is using the terrain of Erdao Bay to fight with Lin Minxian. At present, the entire territory of Bangkang near northern Shan State is completely empty. You can sneak attack on Bangkang at this time and get twice the result with half the effort!"

The news from both sides came together, and the entire situation of Bangkang was as clear to Yang Rong, a person who could not see satellite images, as it was to people from West Asia. However, I asked another question in my mind: "How much did Lin Minxian bring?" people?"

"At least one regiment."

A group!

Another group!

The total strength of Bangkang Eastern Shan State is only one division and one regiment. The remaining troops are divided into Mengbo and Dabang to guard the Eastern Shan State mainland. However, the Huben Regiment let Qu Hu be thrown into the trap, and Lin Minxian led him out. As a group, now is definitely the best time to attack Bangkang.

"understood."

Just as I was about to hang up, someone from West Asia questioned on the phone: "What does it mean to know?"

"Do you have other plans?"

I responded quickly: "No."

"Well, I'm waiting for your news so that I can apply to the higher authorities to restore power to Bangkang."

When the phone was hung up, I turned my head and looked at Bujea again. After looking for a long time, I saw...

"elder brother?"

He reminded me, and I woke up and asked: "Ah, I just want to ask, if Qu Hu hadn't been running around for such a long time and had as much energy as you, you two would have done it..."

"I can't beat him." Burea finally gave him a solid answer.

And that's not the question I want to ask at all.

What I want to know is, if I really rush towards Bangkang and Yangrong falls into the hands of a regiment, what will happen to him!

That's Lin Minxian, not Qu Hu or Bao Youliang!

He is a madman who dares to lead two hundred people into the suburbs of Mengneng. This madman can also stand on the top of a mountain and sing Peking Opera.

Yang Rong, even if you have the terrain advantage in this situation, can you possibly withstand it?

……

Erdaowan.

The terrain here is very strange. It was originally a winding path with a river flowing beside it, forming two bends along the way, one by water.

Later, for unknown reasons, the river dried up, leaving only the two bends formed by the river channel and the path, as if someone had dug a natural offensive.

And Lin Minxian's first words after arriving here were: "Hey, can't you really see that fox?"

His words made everyone around him dumbfounded. They looked around and didn't know what to answer.

At a time like this, the Eastern Shan State Emperor next to him asked what kind of fox he was?

Even if there are foxes in the mountains, will they affect the situation of the war?

Lin Minxian himself added: "How come I keep seeing a particularly dirty fox these days? The fox stared at me with a pair of big eyes, as if he wanted to ask a question but couldn't..." (End of chapter)