Chapter 493 Last Night!

"The only regret in this battle... is that I didn't see Lord Yunzun, and I don't know how he is doing now..." Fu Baoguo sighed deeply: "Fu now only hopes that Master Yunzun will have his own day." Phase, it's good to be safe..."

"For me, no, it should be for all the subjects of Yutang. As long as Lord Yunzun is still there, there is still hope for Yutang!" Fu Baoguo looked at the distant and confused sky, and his eyes were full of nostalgia. with gratitude.

Yun Yang said softly: "I never thought that Fu Shuai would trust Master Yun Zun so much."

Fu Baoguo still raised his head, and his voice was unusually indifferent: "When Master Yunzun transformed into Fengzun, Fu was enlightened and regained his life! If it weren't for Master Yunzun, Fu would have already been ruined by now, and he died without a whole body!"

Yun Yang's heart suddenly trembled, never thought that Fu Baoguo would expose himself as ugly in front of people other than Yun Zun.

Because Yun Yang is just Yun Yang, not Yun Zun, so to Fu Baoguo, this is the case!

"That day, Master Yunzun pulled me out of the abyss!"

Fu Baoguo said reverently: "Master Yun Zun is one of the two most respected people in my life, Fu Baoguo. The other is my mentor, Fang Qingtian!"

Yun Yang said: "Old Captain Fang is naturally highly respected, but Master Yun Zun..."

He wanted to say that Mr. Yunzun did not expect to repay his kindness, and he did not want you, Fu Baoguo, to die on the battlefield, but he did not expect that Fu Baoguo's expression would change before he finished speaking, and he turned his head and glared at him. Said loudly: "Little Huangkou, although your surname is also Yun, you are also the son of Marquis Yun outside Tianwai, a descendant of the royal family, and have made great achievements, but... in this world, there are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said." Speak! At this time of life and death, Fu Mou quickly confides the past in his heart, but he listens to such rebellious words, it seems that Yunhou's family education needs to be strengthened."

Yun Yang was stunned.

Fu Baoguo was still angry: "Young Master Yun, I want to be with each other. I would like to advise you that it is a big problem to think too high of yourself, but it is also a problem. You should keep your mouth shut in the future, so as not to be afraid of you. Incurring a murder for yourself! At least in front of Fu Mou, don't make any judgments about Master Yun Zun!"

"It's not your turn to say good or bad things about Master Yun Zun!"

After finishing speaking, he looked cold and walked away.

All he did was leave Yun Yang here alone, doing what he was doing.

Yun Yang was dumbfounded, speechless: I... What did I say to me?

All I said were good things, and they were for your sake. Why can't you tell good or bad things? ! I said what happened to Yun Zun, so I said him, what can he do to me? Yun Zun himself didn't say anything, he wants you to stand out! ? And... what the hell is this called! I said a few words to myself, how awkward it is for someone to complain for me!

This scolding really hits the head and covers the face...

That night.

At this moment, it was actually the most peaceful night since the war started.

Both sides know that tomorrow is the moment to decide the outcome.

Yutang knew that tomorrow might be the day when the army was defeated; Dongxuan also knew that in a battle tomorrow, his side would rush over the Tianxuan Cliff. From then on, the Yutang Empire and the fertile land to the east belonged to Dongxuan. Ren Wu is raging!

That night, Dongxuan's troops were recharging their energy, and the generals at all levels were lecturing and promising that as long as there is a battle tomorrow, how... How can I increase my rank and become a nobleman? , how to reward, how to...

Hearing that, the soldiers' eyes were all glowing green.

Everyone subconsciously imagined: after the First World War tomorrow, unrivaled military achievements, prosperity and wealth are just around the corner.

If a lot of contributions are made, I am afraid that, as the officer said, it is also possible to be a prince for generations!

On the other hand, Yutang was silent.

Everyone is working hard to rest and adjust as much as possible, so that they can have stronger physical strength tomorrow. At the last moment, they must kill a few invaders. One or two is barely enough, and three or five are enough. Earn, if you kill ten or eight, that is the final harvest that you can die in peace!

Countless people were silent, bowing their heads in silence.

However, that unprecedented momentum of grief and indignation gradually spread from the entire army.

Fighting until now, persisting until now, is it finally the last moment? !

Countless sacrifices, facing death countless times, but tomorrow is the end.

Is it the end of this life? !

A wounded veteran silently wiped his long knife and sang softly.

"Brothers at home, comrades on the battlefield;

To be home and country all one's life, to fight fiercely on the battlefield with great ambition;

When the enemy comes, come to us to close the bridge;

Brother you took up the knife, and I took up the spear;

Let's charge together, let's fight together;

Let's celebrate together and have wine, let's go to the distant mountain road together, and let's go far away together in Huangquan;

...

Brothers are comrades-in-arms, comrades-in-arms are comrades,

You do not bow your head, nor do I bend down;

I face life and death, throw away glory,

I come to my battlefield, you go to your trenches;

Because we are all the pride of our hometown elders.

...

You have an old mother, I have my little one;

You have a beauty, I have a daughter;

When the sword is in hand, when the enemy comes,

Your and my chest, the blood is burning!

When I turn into dust, it is also the glory of the soldier;

When you burned away and turned into a rainbow bridge in the sky,

Brothers, we still laugh proudly!

Because we are all, the pride of Yutang!

...

You have blood in your chest, I have a knife in my hand;

You and I stand shoulder to shoulder, fighting fiercely in the present;

If I die in a hundred battles, my parents should smile.

If a man does not defend the country, what is the point of his life?

Parents think about it, and look to the east;

Looking at the place where the beacon is everywhere, I am smiling proudly...

Laughing proudly all my life!

Life and death are proud smiles!

..."

...

The volume of the singing is extremely low. This song is called Proud Laughter, which was composed by a soldier after a war; but it gradually became popular in the entire Yutang military and became a popular military song that almost everyone can sing. .

At this moment, the hoarse voice was singing softly, but it seemed to be mixed with some strange rhythm, slowly drifting in the night wind.

All the soldiers who heard the song all chanted in a low voice.

Some soldiers, while singing, took out their own family letters and looked at the letter that had been read countless times, and it would be broken if opened, even though the letter was already covered with mottled blood, covering up the original self However, the viewers are greedy, read word by word, read it over and over again, and after reading it, they carefully put it away and put it in the most intimate position, with tears in their eyes, but a smile on their lips.

Some soldiers, with their own knives resting on their heads, stared at the twinkling stars in the sky without blinking. They didn't know what was going on in their hearts, but they could only sing along in a low voice...

Gradually, the singing spread throughout the entire Yutang military camp, gradually making it to the mountain where the army is located, like a soft wind whistling, lingering back and forth...

...

Fu Baoguo was also humming a song at this time, patrolling his own army from tent to tent.

Before the decisive battle that was destined to come tomorrow, he would take a look at each of his brothers, at least once.

He wants to keep the image of every brother in his heart forever, even if his soul is gone, he will not dare to forget, let alone forget!

"Are you afraid of death?"

"I was afraid at first, but I am not afraid now!"

"What kind of saying is this, why are you not afraid now?"

"Because... anyway, I am not afraid now!"

Fu Baoguo thought of the little soldier who was not yet twenty years old when he asked him just now. The soldier gave him an answer, and he couldn't help laughing, with tears in his smile. Although the soldier was only twenty years old, he was already a man A veteran of many battles.

In the course of his young life, the battles he experienced, even if they were not innumerable, were numerous.

"Tomorrow, we will die in battle."

Fu Baoguo's voice echoed.

"Brothers, who has any unfulfilled wish? Say it quickly! If possible, I will do my best to help him fulfill it!"

"This may be the last chance, if you don't say it, you really have no chance!"

The singing was still melodious, but no one answered.

"Follow my Fu Baoguo to die, does anyone regret it?"

Still no one answered.

The singing continued faintly.

"Then let me say one more thing. If everyone dies in the Ming Dynasty, the heroic soul will also be here as the guard, and continue to fight with Dongxuan! It is still me, Fu Baoguo, who leads you, and we will go to Jiuquan to join hands, and still gather the heroic spirits to fight Enemy!"

Fu Baoguo's voice.

The barracks, which hadn't responded all this time, suddenly roared loudly.

"That's right! If you die in battle tomorrow, the heroic soul will still guard here and continue to fight with Dongxuan!"

"Let's go to Jiuquan to join hands, and still gather heroes to fight against the enemy!"

"In the human world, there is no end to death! In the netherworld, even death is no end!"

"No regrets!"

"We don't regret it!"

The sky-shattering cry, the roar of thunder like the god of thunder descending into the world, resounded deafeningly on the entire mountain, shaking the sky.

At the end.

There are only five neat words: "We have no regrets!"

"We don't regret it!"

On the top of the mountain, Shangguan Lingxiu, who was overlooking the scene, covered her mouth, choked up, tears flowed down her cheeks as white as jade, and felt her throat seemed to be blocked by something...

Fu Baoguo's Adam's apple was also rolling up and down, and he couldn't speak for a while, his breathing was abnormally heavy, like a dilapidated bellows, and suddenly he roared like a lion: "Fight to the end!"

"Fight to the end!"

The mountains and tsunami are full of ears, and the sky is shaking!

Fu Baoguo suddenly laughed loudly: "Brothers, all of us here, remember to go together tomorrow, and no one is allowed to fall behind! Lao Tzu's military law, regardless of the world, can beheaded and enforce military discipline!"

There was a sudden burst of laughter, and the soldiers laughed wildly one by one: "I will not fall behind! Not when I am alive, and even less when I am dead. I am afraid of the military discipline of a bird!"

"Let's sing! Keep singing!"

Fu Baoguo roared: "None of you have ever seen Lao Tzu sing, right? Let Lao Tzu start today and let you know Lao Tzu's songs."

Then Fu Baoguo was silent for a moment, as if he was brewing emotions, all the soldiers stood up at this moment, all puffed up their chests, and waited for the song that had never been heard before, from Fu Shuai.

A moment later, the voice belonging to Fu Baoguo sounded passionately: "Brothers at home, comrades on the battlefield..."

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