Chapter 1329-1331
The adjutant's throat choked, and an old man's nose was sour and his eyes were red.
He respectfully saluted, jaw crack of dead tight, almost from the teeth out of the same, "yes!"
When Xu Xian came to find Chu Xiu, Chu Xiu was still talking about the plan of deploying troops. When he finally finished the meeting, Xu Xian went in with a careless hand.
Ignoring Chu Xiu's dignified look, he sat down and said, "when are you going back?"
Chu Xiu went back to see the ghost.
"When the war is over."
Xu Xian frowned. It was impossible for him to win this battle. He had counted many times.
So he didn't quite understand what Chu Xiu was struggling for. His tone was a little casual, "if you withdraw, the battle will be over?"
Chu Xiu put his hand on the table and raised his eyes to look at Xu Xian. His eyes were so dark that Xu Xian couldn't help fighting. If he didn't know that Chu Xiu was a human being, he would be able to pull out as a devil.
"The end of this war means we're going to win."
"Oh, oh..." Xu Xian swallowed his saliva and forced out a smile. "Don't be so serious. Let's talk about the ghost first."
"No need." Chu Xiu knew his priorities.
In this battle, even if he died, Ji Rao is not the most difficult thing.
The hardest part is Wu Wei.
Wu Wei is the warlord closest to him in this battle, and Wu Wei obviously knows the importance of this place. If the enemy forces break through here, they will go straight to Kyoto, and the lifeline of the whole country will be in the hands of others. Wu Wei's promise to provide reinforcements was quite straightforward, but their reinforcements were not so straightforward.
From the original two days to three days, and then to five days.
Wu Wei obviously wanted to wait for the enemy to annihilate Chu Xiu and come back to the top. He not only solved the Chu family, but also won the battle, killing two birds with one stone.
How could Chu Xiu not know his ghost idea, but could he withdraw? No.
These days, there are fewer and fewer soldiers, and his mood is more and more impatient, but the most difficult thing is that they have no guns and ammunition.
This is to make it clear that they should use their bodies to fill the hole.
Seeing that he didn't have much energy to care about ghosts, Xu Xian shrugged, "well, I have other ghosts to deal with. I'll come back to you in half a month."
Then he took out a handful of things from his pocket and picked out a black shell from a pile of melon seeds, stones and chicken feathers. He blew on both sides and wiped it with his fingers, then solemnly handed it to Chu Xiu.
"Here you are. If you want to find me in half a month, just call master Xu to him."
With that, he stood up and waved, "gone."
Chu Xiu didn't want to stay. He just put the shells in his pocket.
At present, he still doesn't trust Xu Xian.
Bang bang.
"It's not good, young commander. The enemy is coming again!"
Chu Xiu gritted his teeth, took out a pistol from his waist, and walked out with a big step, "keep it for me, keep it with your life!"
How can it hold.
Chu Xiu leaned back in the trench. He gasped violently, the blood on his thigh came down, and slowly gathered into a stream, which dyed the land red under him. The smell of dust and fireworks in the air made it difficult to breathe. There were several soldiers who had died in the war lying beside him.
Chu Xiu held the gun in his hand.
He respectfully saluted, jaw crack of dead tight, almost from the teeth out of the same, "yes!"
When Xu Xian came to find Chu Xiu, Chu Xiu was still talking about the plan of deploying troops. When he finally finished the meeting, Xu Xian went in with a careless hand.
Ignoring Chu Xiu's dignified look, he sat down and said, "when are you going back?"
Chu Xiu went back to see the ghost.
"When the war is over."
Xu Xian frowned. It was impossible for him to win this battle. He had counted many times.
So he didn't quite understand what Chu Xiu was struggling for. His tone was a little casual, "if you withdraw, the battle will be over?"
Chu Xiu put his hand on the table and raised his eyes to look at Xu Xian. His eyes were so dark that Xu Xian couldn't help fighting. If he didn't know that Chu Xiu was a human being, he would be able to pull out as a devil.
"The end of this war means we're going to win."
"Oh, oh..." Xu Xian swallowed his saliva and forced out a smile. "Don't be so serious. Let's talk about the ghost first."
"No need." Chu Xiu knew his priorities.
In this battle, even if he died, Ji Rao is not the most difficult thing.
The hardest part is Wu Wei.
Wu Wei is the warlord closest to him in this battle, and Wu Wei obviously knows the importance of this place. If the enemy forces break through here, they will go straight to Kyoto, and the lifeline of the whole country will be in the hands of others. Wu Wei's promise to provide reinforcements was quite straightforward, but their reinforcements were not so straightforward.
From the original two days to three days, and then to five days.
Wu Wei obviously wanted to wait for the enemy to annihilate Chu Xiu and come back to the top. He not only solved the Chu family, but also won the battle, killing two birds with one stone.
How could Chu Xiu not know his ghost idea, but could he withdraw? No.
These days, there are fewer and fewer soldiers, and his mood is more and more impatient, but the most difficult thing is that they have no guns and ammunition.
This is to make it clear that they should use their bodies to fill the hole.
Seeing that he didn't have much energy to care about ghosts, Xu Xian shrugged, "well, I have other ghosts to deal with. I'll come back to you in half a month."
Then he took out a handful of things from his pocket and picked out a black shell from a pile of melon seeds, stones and chicken feathers. He blew on both sides and wiped it with his fingers, then solemnly handed it to Chu Xiu.
"Here you are. If you want to find me in half a month, just call master Xu to him."
With that, he stood up and waved, "gone."
Chu Xiu didn't want to stay. He just put the shells in his pocket.
At present, he still doesn't trust Xu Xian.
Bang bang.
"It's not good, young commander. The enemy is coming again!"
Chu Xiu gritted his teeth, took out a pistol from his waist, and walked out with a big step, "keep it for me, keep it with your life!"
How can it hold.
Chu Xiu leaned back in the trench. He gasped violently, the blood on his thigh came down, and slowly gathered into a stream, which dyed the land red under him. The smell of dust and fireworks in the air made it difficult to breathe. There were several soldiers who had died in the war lying beside him.
Chu Xiu held the gun in his hand.