Chapter 4 Honors (Six Dimensions)

He said the last sentence with great pride, as if standing at the top of Mount Hua, looking down at the heroes of the world. When the vendors heard it, they were stunned for a moment, and then their faces were filled with admiration, "We believe, we believe, and after reading Captain Xiao Zhao, you will know what the Eighth Route Army is like."

"This is so harsh. I am just a soldier and cannot represent the Eighth Route Army." Xiao Zhao shook his head, feeling embarrassed to clarify, and then made a gesture of invitation and said loudly: "Since you have already met, let's escort everyone to go together. Let's hurry up. At this time the day after tomorrow, it's almost time."

"Thank you, sir, thank you." Lao Qiu and others were also scared by the behavior of the traitor just now. When Xiao Zhao was willing to provide protection for everyone, he bowed happily. Several of the team just wanted to borrow the Red Bearded Tiger Power. The actual purpose was not to be vendors from Crescent Lake, but immediately, for the sake of difficulties, they separated from the brigade as planned. They were afraid of annoying Captain Xiao Zhao, so they toasted him and did not eat the penalty. They continued to hang out with the brigade. The goods they brought were booked by others and could not be delivered for a long time. They would inevitably suffer double losses in reputation and economy.

Fortunately, Captain Xiao Zhao was very considerate. After jumping onto the war horse, he patted each other hard on the head and apologized to everyone with a smile, "Looking at my memory, I almost learned from that group of puppet troops. Among everyone, there must be someone who goes to other places. It doesn't matter. When you need to leave, you can go by yourself and don't have to say hello to me specifically."

As he spoke, he quickly shook the reins and led a few cavalrymen to the front of him to open the way for everyone, leaving a group of old people behind, staring with big eyes and dazed, until someone in the team started urging him, then sighed and said with admiration: "No wonder Red Beard can compete with the Japanese. Can you lose easily with such a team?"

"Yes, why do you say the old saying? Civil officials are not greedy for money and military generals are not afraid of death. I always thought it was a clamor, but I never expected that I would meet them in this life."

Civil officials are not greedy for money, and military generals are not afraid of death. This is quoted in the storytelling "Shuo Yue". Almost every vendor is familiar with General Yue Fei's original words. However, from the initial Beijing government to the later Nanjing government, there may be military generals who are not afraid of death. No one has ever seen half of them. Especially the minor officials at the bottom, almost all of them are stretched out their hands in the light, and they are too lazy to even go around when asking for bribes, let alone push out the gifts they delivered to their door.

However, today, the vendors encountered the first time they would come to the officer who brought the benefits of delivering them to the door. The shock in their hearts is imaginable.

What shocked them even more was the last thing. In addition to the cavalry who were taken by Captain Xiao Zhao to lead the way for everyone, the remaining guerrilla soldiers actually jumped off their mounts and helped the vendors greet the big cart. They encountered ditches and obstacles along the way, and bent down without hesitation, pulling forward and pushing backward like the guys, so as not to get trapped in place and bring unexpected losses to the owner of the cart.

Looking at the cavalry who should have been sitting on the high horse and showing off their power, sweating profusely for themselves, even if the vendors are numb, they are moved beyond words. Indeed, the soldiers do this, in the eyes of the old people, but those who are willing to spend so much effort to win over others must be much better than those who do not regard everyone as human beings. Moreover, from the beginning to the end, the soldiers have never said a boastful word and made any hints to everyone.

I don’t know how to express my gratitude, the vendors stuffed jerky and salted eggs that they couldn’t bear to eat on the road into the pockets of each other’s clothes. Whenever they encountered this situation, the soldiers always blushed like big girls, waving their hands and whispered: “You old, you don’t need to do this. We, we are also children of poor families. We used to do this kind of work at home. When we saw that the carriage could not move, it would be okay for anyone to take the lead. Giving things is just a matter of seeing you.”

"Oh, ah, we are not seeing each other, you must eat something." The vendors were said to have a soft heart, their noses and eyes were sore, and they were blackmailed by soldiers along the way, blackmailed by policemen, and were cold-eyed in order to support their families. Only in front of these young men under Red Beard, they were treated as their elders, and this enthusiasm was not barely pretended, but indeed from the heart.

Human hearts are full of flesh. No one is born to be cold-blooded animals, and no one is born to like to plot against each other. When one gift after another is pushed back intact, almost all the vendors were moved. They could no longer treat the cavalry in military uniforms as outsiders to guard against them. They all expressed their kindness to their children and nephews.

"How old are you Captain Zhao? What kind of official is the captain in the guerrillas?" Someone couldn't help but be curious, and when he was resting, he asked with a smile.

If they were with other troops, they would not dare to talk so much, but the Eighth Route Army was different. Even if they asked some secrets that they should not be asked about, the soldiers just smiled and changed the topic and would never cause any trouble for them.

Captain Xiao Zhao's age and position are obviously not inferior to the confidentiality scope. The soldier asked smiled and replied in a low voice: "You said Captain Zhao, he is twenty-one this year and is the second squadron of our guerrillas. His position is equivalent to that of the company commander of others. Maybe it is not. Anyway, the squadron leader is under the captain, and then the squadron leader. We belong to the local troops of the Eighth Route Army, which is different from the regular army."

"Oh,." The vendors nodded in the singing voice, part of their curiosity was satisfied, but the other part became stronger and stronger. "He is the squadron leader, then, is he Fengsha? It is the former Dragon of the Yunlong, Master Long."

Before the guerrillas could answer, the vendors themselves were already in trouble. "It must be. I remember that Master Long's surname is Zhao. In the guerrillas, he also sat on the second seat side by side with Fengsha."

"Yes, look at our eyes, we actually face to face, and we didn't recognize Mr. Long."

"Oh, this time I was really shocked. When I saw the true Buddha, I forgot to burn incense."

While they were shouting, they were interrupted by the guerrillas with a smile, "No, Captain Zhao and Brother Long are not the same person. You have confused them, they are really confused. Although they are both surnamed Zhao, they are not a family. Captain Zhao was earlier than Brother Long joined the guerrillas, although he is not as famous as Brother Long."

"Ah, it's not Mr. Long, I thought I missed Mr. Long in person."

"Not that? Master Long is Hong's right-hand man, how could he be sent out easily?"

After hearing the cavalry's explanation, the vendors felt a little disappointed at first, and then quickly found sufficient reasons for themselves, "Yunsha and Fengsha are like the aces in the hands of Master Hong. They will definitely not show up easily. When it is necessary to be bright, it is time to decide the outcome of one move."

"That's right, good steel needs to be used on the blade to deal with a few thieves who block the road, and do the Fengyun and the other evil spirits to move out?"

"No, no, everyone misunderstood again." The guerrilla soldiers heard the vendors say more and more outrageously, and they could not explain again. "Brother Long and Captain Zhang have also taken a cavalry to patrol outside these days. Since our Black Stone Guerrillas dare to run this game on the bank of Crescent Lake, of course, the Japanese and puppet troops cannot come out to make trouble. Several squadrons came out several days in advance, but you all didn't meet, but it's too fast. They must escort other teams back to the bank of Crescent Lake before the market starts. Maybe we will meet in a while."

"You mean, in order to protect us, Hong Ye sent out all the Fengyun and the other evil spirits." The vendors could not believe their ears, raised their heads and looked at the cavalry's eyes and asked.
Chapter completed!