Datang broom star

Jia Ping threw the deer bones in his hand into the fire that had turned into charcoal.

crackle!

Immediately, the fire exploded, and a smell of burnt barbecue came out, and green smoke curled up.

Liu Rengui stared blankly at the burned and smoking bone, and suddenly opened his mouth and retched.

"vomit!"

Not only him, Wang Fangyi was also retching.

Jia Pingan stretched his waist, "I have a good rest these two days, so don't bother me if I have nothing to do."

There are many forests here, and they are dense.Grass vegetation abounds.

The more vegetation, the more bugs.

Squatting by the river at night, Liu Rengui suffered a lot.

The constant attack of mosquitoes, like bombers, kept him awake all night.The next morning, I saw that the naked body was covered with bags.

This is not what humans do!

But looking at Wang Fangyi, there was no reaction at all, which shows that this is a common thing in the army.

Nothing happened during the day, Liu Rengui was quite dead, but his face and hands were itchy and uncomfortable!

Waking up in a daze in the afternoon, looking at the radiant Jia Pingan, Liu Rengui suddenly gave birth to something else.

Jia Pingan wants to experience the old man?

That's right, this is the only way to explain why he didn't march, but squatted here with a large army.

How old is the old man and still experience?

Liu Rengui's only thought at the moment is to go back to Chang'an to fight those opponents, and then step on the bloodstained throne to the prime minister's throne, and from then on to the pinnacle of life.

He swears his senses are right.

"itch!"

Someone was moaning and chirping. Liu Rengui saw that it was Wang Fangyi.

Wang Fangyi's upper body was naked at the moment, and a sergeant was making grass juice or something to rub on his body.

"it works?"

Liu Rengui felt that this matter was a little unreliable.

"Try it." Wang Fangyi is not a person who likes to persuade others, but the kind of person who wants to die, then go for it!

Liu Rengui looked at his green upper body and shook his head slightly.

People are naturally wary of each other, which is a habit brought out in the jungle.

At night, the bugs arrived as expected, kept chirping, and kept flying and crawling around Liu Rengui.

The old man can't take it anymore!

Flying insects were bombarding his ears, and he felt insects crawling all over his body. The discomfort made him want to take off his clothes and jump straight into the small river ahead.

Suddenly the chirping of insects disappeared.

what!

Could it be that the gods heard the old man's prayer?

Liu Rengui shuddered suddenly.

Yesterday, Jia Pingan said that basically, where people are hiding, there are few birds, and where people pass by, the insects will stop singing. Nature has given insects and humans something in common: vigilance!

He just smiled, but he couldn't laugh at the moment.

On the other side of the river, there are many figures, like worms crawling out of hell.

Chief!

Liu Rengui was shocked in his heart.

Sure enough, he was sure that the Wa people would come to sneak attack.

How can he do this?

Liu Rengui thought that Jia Pingan seemed to be leisurely, but he would go to torture the Japanese generals every day, and then paced around. It turned out that he had never been leisurely, but was thinking about how the Japanese would respond.

Wang Fangyi on the other side was also shocked.

The chief manager said that Japanese people like to take risks, so he came here.

The Japanese began to cross the river.

Wang Fangyi was watching, but the Japanese army left hundreds of people on the other side.

This is to protect the withdrawing troops, but too little.

The lieutenant was beside him, holding out six fingers.

Over 6000 people.

People who have been in the army for many years can basically see it accurately. Even at night, the upper and lower errors will not exceed 1000 people.

Suddenly it is not easy to use the army at night, and there is too much movement. Five to six thousand people conform to this rule.

The enemy soldiers slowly moved towards the camp, bending over one by one, carrying their spears on their shoulders, and looked like a piece of dead wood when the wind blew by.

The dark whistle has already entered the camp.

Jia Pingan is sleeping.

He dreamed of a little padded jacket.

"Aye, your words don't count!"

"Why don't my words count?"

"You said you would bring me sushi."

"We can do it at home."