Efforts to kill the enemy is not as good as the full level of tea art

Guan Ximing, who was so far away, saw Zhuo Yue striding over, kicked his foot and fell to the ground, cursing: "Get up quickly. Shame on you!"

Guan Ximing staggered to his feet, grabbed Zhuo Yue and whispered, "Brother..."

"I'm making you laugh, my younger brother is weak when he is a child." Zhuo Yue turned his head and looked at the people around him with a half-smile, "But the rules in our military camp have always been to sweep the snow before the door, I take care of my own people and take responsibility for life and death. No matter how bad my surname Zhuo is, I don’t dare to bother my brothers to teach my younger brother a lesson.”

The atmosphere suddenly froze.Several provocative tall soldiers looked at each other, looked at Zhuo Yue, and then at the Xuanhua ax in his hand, showing a bit of embarrassment and fear.

The barracks is a place to worship the strong.However, in just one month, Zhuo Zhuo, the captain of Team Three and Nine, has gained some fame by virtue of his excellent skills in the teaching field.Everyone also knows that he has a violent temper and protects his weaknesses. They usually walk around cautiously when they see him.

Unexpectedly, it hit the muzzle of the gun.

The leading sentinel cleared his throat, walked forward with a smile on his face, took out a handful of tobacco leaves and said, "What Captain Zhuo said is, if we know that this little brother is your brother, we will also be here today." That's not the case. But we are just doing routine inspections, you see, it's also the New Year's Eve, or this matter will be like this—"

The hand he was passing the tobacco leaves froze in mid-air.

Sen Han's long ax head rested on his wrist, stopping him.The light club head was somehow as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the sentry officer's arm trembled slightly.He slowly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the long axe, but happened to bump into a pair of cold eyes.

Zhuo Yue's appearance is very upright and handsome, his three courts and five eyes are not bad, his nose is straight, his eyebrows are raised, and when his eyes are looking straight up, his pupils are dark and bright, and he looks very radiant.

Such an appearance seems to be naturally suitable for laughing, angering, and flaunting all kinds of emotions.The scorching heat is the endless autumn wind and wildfire, and the coldness is the instant dumping of the snowy top, so wanton that it seems to be able to drown and swallow people in an instant.

But at this moment, his brows and eyes were pressed down, and he looked at the other party with a half-smile.At first you didn't think he was angry, but after a while, the coolness climbed up your body along your ankles, and the hairs on your arms stood on end after a while.

The sentry officer was stunned.He subconsciously was a little afraid, but immediately straightened his back, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Zhuo Yue, I'll talk to you nicely, don't be shameless!"

"That's not what you said." Zhuo Yue said coolly, "Everyone bully my younger brother first, if you just say a few words, that's it.

"Where are you going!" the sentinel said angrily.

Zhuo Yue snorted and raised his chin and said, "Master Sentry, please tell our brother that you are not, and then promise that you will not search and buy things in the future."

This is clearly a provocation.There are violent people in the barracks, and if they make a mistake, they will be beaten and punished. It is more uncomfortable to make these men whose bones are harder than the beams apologize than to kill them.The sentry officer blushed on the spot, and said angrily: "Don't even think about it! Just because your brother is so soft like a little girl, you still want me to—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuo Yue suddenly reached into the car, grabbed a piece of greasy meat, and slammed it on the sentry officer's face!The snow-white lard was swallowed into his mouth, and the sentry officer staggered from choking, but Zhuo Yue squeezed his chin tightly with his hand like a pincer, and stuffed a piece of meat directly with the other hand Into his throat!

Everyone was shocked!Several people under the sentry officer rushed forward, but Guan Ximing yelled and threw one of them to the ground.Li Changxing dodged in front of Zhuo Yue, raised his hand, pushed and twisted, and removed one of the arms. He was still young and not too tall, but he was nimble, and he shot from a tricky and insidious angle. They led away a few people.

In an instant, Zhuo Yue let go of the sentry officer lightly, and fought back to protect Guan Ximing and Li Changxing behind him.

The sentry officer's face was purple with choking, and he stretched out his hand to catch his throat desperately, while his soldiers slapped and slapped him behind him. After a while, he retched, and spat out a piece of lard fat mixed with blood and teeth.

"You——you—" the sentry officer's mouth was covered with blood, his eyes were scarlet, and he was about to pounce on him with bared teeth and claws.

"You'd better think it over," Li Changxing said sharply.He looked at the sentry officer coldly, and stood sideways in front of Zhuo Yue unobtrusively, with a deep and beautiful alien face covered with frost, "It was you guys who provoked first today. Everyone started to make a fuss. Commander, right and wrong can be judged by oneself!"

The sentinel glared at them viciously.Now there are dozens of people around them, and the cooks and soldiers who were bullied by them just now are still standing aside, and they still have the stolen goods in their arms, they are really dirty.

Zhuo Yue stared at them, sneered, turned his head and ordered Guan Ximing to pull up the wheelbarrow, and swaggered out of the crowd with a Xuanhua ax in hand.

Guan Ximing followed Zhuo Yue with lowered brows and shy eyes, not daring to speak.After they returned to their tents, they happened to see Zhang Laohei coming out with a cloth bag in his arms, and when they saw the expressions on their faces, they smiled and said, "Why are you all making such a fuss about the New Year's Eve?"

Zhuo Yue poked the Xuanhua ax on the ground, and said to Guan Ximing, "Buy the pot and make rice."

Guan Ximing stood still on the spot without moving, and said in a low voice for a while: "Brother Zhuo..."

Li Changxing took a step forward and said, "Brother Guan, let me help you."

"None of your business! Let him go!" Zhuo Yue exploded suddenly, he turned around and pushed Guan Ximing hard, pointed at him and said angrily, "Look at this limp look! I can't do anything else , don’t even know how to cook a meal!”

Guan Ximing stood shyly, feeling ashamed and ashamed, blowing his head directly to his chest.He was born a little frail, but now under Zhuo Yue's sharp reprimand, his whole body is more like a little chick whose head has been drenched in a violent storm.

"Oh, what's wrong, this is it." Zhang Laohei quickly put down the cloth bag in his hand and came up to make a rescue, "Isn't Xiaoguan always like this? We all watched him grow up, everyone has his own fate, doesn't he?" , doesn’t he still have us to protect him? What kind of epilepsy did you suddenly have?”

Zhuo Yue felt an evil fire rushing towards his head, pointed at Guan Ximing and said angrily, "How long can we protect him? He is still being bullied in the barracks, what if we can't protect him when there is a war! He How to protect yourself!"

Guan Ximing's lips trembled, his eyes were red and he couldn't say a word.Zhang Laohei was not good at words, but when Zhuo Yue asked him such a rhetorical question, he suddenly ran out of words, scratched the back of his head and did not speak.When the soldiers in the other tents heard the noise outside, they all poked their heads out secretly, but fearing Zhuo Yue's thunderous fire, no one dared to speak out.

Seeing the speechless expressions of the people around him, Zhuo Yue became even more depressed.He took a deep breath, turned around without saying a word, and strode away in the direction of Yingkou.

It's not yet the time to close the camp, and the soldiers are still hurrying back and forth between inside and outside the camp, preparing for the evening New Year's feast.Zhuo Yue hurriedly walked with his head down, walked westward for nearly a mile after leaving the camp, and stopped on a high ground, and fell silently on the ground.

too slow.

These three words were hovering in his mind uncontrollably, like a spell engraved on the body of a monster by an old man in the mountains. Whenever he thought of these three words, his head would ache as if he had been stabbed by a knife.

It's too slow.

They grow too slowly.

Hongwu's defeat in 23 years was just the beginning of everything.These little soldiers who are as tender as cucumber eggs don't know that the real purgatory on earth will come next.As for their physiques that are not enough meat, they will be shattered by the barbarian's knife lightly. How can they save their lives on the battlefield!

Although it has entered winter and the weather is cold, both sides on the battlefield have slowed down and are recuperating.But now it was the end of the year, and spring would begin in less than two months, when the strong and strong prairie soldiers would go south again.At that time, what will his youngsters who can't use firecrackers or wield knives do? !

He seemed to be standing alone at the finish line, anxiously looking back at his slow-moving companions, angry but helpless.

Zhuo Yue took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead vigorously, only to feel a wave of powerless panic swallowing him like a rising tide.

If he was in his previous life, he might not have such deep concerns.Just like what Zhang Laohei said, the worst thing is to protect them all the time. Anyway, it has been like this for the past ten years or so.

But the ignorant are fearless.People who have died once cannot but be full of timidity towards the ever-changing world and the fate of traces. Life is really a blessing from God. No matter how fierce a man is, he is fighting for his life on the tip of a knife. If you can't protect them, how dare you talk about protecting others?

Today when he saw Guan Ximing being bullied and lying down in the snow, he suddenly felt that time had flown back.In an instant, he seemed to have returned to the dusk in the quicksand nest, the sticky red blood intersected with the dazzling golden light, everything was slowed down, and the sad and eager eyes of the young man dissipated into ashes in the wind in the flying fire.

What should he do to let them know that fate is ruthless?To make them grow faster?Is life like duckweed on water, doomed to be pushed forward by the turbulent current, and washed into the same shallow pool time and time again?

Zhuo Yue closed his eyes and lay down on his back on the cold, dry ground.

I do not know how long it has been.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Zhuo Yue closed his eyes and said, "Understood, go back immediately."

Someone came up to him and touched his face with something cold.Zhuo Yue opened his eyes in surprise, but happened to meet a pair of beautiful green pupils.

The author has something to say: Brother Zhuo’s psychology is easy to understand, he just wants to protect the calf, but he is afraid that he will not be able to protect him

Two updates today!I don’t think it’s necessary to put this plot in two days (maybe I will regret today if I don’t save the manuscript later...