fChapter 5: Pure Child (Sixth)

"What,." Zhang Songling was shocked and could no longer care about explaining the problem with Meng Xiaoyu to his brother. He stood up and strode out of the felt bag. "Where did the Japanese come from? How far is it from us? Is our investigator back? How many of the Japanese's total troops are there?"

"No, it's not clear yet. The investigators we arranged on the periphery failed. It was the local herder who risked his life to report the letter." Zhao Xiaoshuan thought for a while and responded incoherently.

It’s not that they were anxious. This wave of Japanese came too suddenly. According to common sense, the Japanese in Heishi Village did not have obvious advantages in equipment, troops and morale, and would not easily come to the guerrilla territory to take risks. The guerrillas’ hidden stakes placed in the puppet army in the Heishi Village have not issued any warning signals in recent days. In addition, the little prince Bai Yin is also in the market. If the Japanese have made any big moves recently, with this person’s personality, they will never have any contact with the guerrillas at this critical moment.

"I, what should I do? I'm just waiting here." Seeing that my brother and Captain Zhao left themselves alone, Zhang Shouling quickly got up and chased after him, and asked stammeringly.

Hearing his brother's trembling voice, Zhang Songling's mind instantly recovered, stopped and whispered, "Brother, don't be afraid, the Japanese will not be able to kill here for a while. Even if they come here, the guerrillas may not be afraid of them."

"Yes, Brother Zhang, just sit here and wait. Since our guerrillas have invited everyone, they will never leave everyone alone." Realizing that there were outsiders present, Zhao Xiaoshuan also forced himself to calm down and expressed his comfort loudly.

"Then, what about the others, I mean, I mean," Zhang Shouling pulled his younger brother's sleeve and continued to stammer, "I mean other vendors, they are very brave. If the news spreads, they will definitely be messed up."

As the saying goes, 360 industries have knowledge. Although Zhang Shouling has never fought a war, his understanding of the character of the vendors is far greater than the two guerrilla cadres in front of him. After hearing his reminder, Zhang Songling instantly realized the seriousness of the situation. He thought for a while and whispered: "I can't go there with the Red Team. Go to the Red Team and tell the Red Team that I will take a few people to stabilize the vendors first. Otherwise, if they start to mess up first, it is impossible for us to organize them to retreat safely."

"I'll go, you can go to the Red Team for a meeting. How can you deal with the Japanese? You are better than me." Zhao Xiaoshuan shook his head and denied Zhang Songling's proposal.

Looking at the entire Black Stone Guerrillas, Zhang Songling must be the one who knows the Japanese the most deeply and is good at digging pits for the Japanese. Not to mention that the other squadron leaders are not as good as Red Beard. On the contrary, if you get close to local herders and foreign vendors, most of the cadres in the guerrillas are stronger than Zhang Songling. After all, they are older than Zhang Songling and live longer on the grasslands than Zhang Songling, and their words are easier to be accepted by herders and vendors.

Zhang Songling knew that Zhao Xiaoshuan's suggestion was correct, so he thought for a moment, and then turned his eyes to his brother. He was about to explain a few more comforting words, but Zhang Shouling took the lead and said: "You, just go to your meeting. I, Captain Xiao Zhao, and I, go to comfort the vendors. Many of them know me. Let me take the lead. It should be more convincing."

"Okay." Seeing that his brother's performance was no longer as frightened as before, Zhang Songling quietly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and agreed to his brother's request, "Then you just follow Captain Zhao, I will be back soon."

After saying that, he quickly continued to walk towards the Red Beard's tent. After walking a few steps, he heard a fierce quarrel near the VIP viewing platform beside him, "You, what are you going to do? We were invited by the Hong Master. Is this how your guerrillas treat the guests?"

"Guests, you are also worthy of being the guests of the Red Team. While eating and drinking, you secretly deliver letters to the Japanese. Now that they are exposed, they still want to sneak away."

"You guys are talking nonsense, we just knew that the Japanese were here."

"I just found out, why did you prepare your saddles?"

"If the Japanese want to come to Crescent Lake, they must pass by your left flag territory. Don't tell me that your prince is a puppet, and you don't know what happens inside the flag."

"Our prince is here, of course I don't know that the Japanese team passed by the flag in the past few days."

"Your cargo team came to Yueya Lake to replenish the goods the day before yesterday. Just yesterday, your prince sent someone back to supervise the work of the salt farm."

"Where is the supervision, it is clearly to pass messages to the Japanese."

"You're talking nonsense."

"You are mean."

The louder the two sides were, the higher the voices, and the more excited they were. They were about to pull out the gun and pointed the gun at each other's heads. Seeing this, Zhang Songling had to turn back to the VIP seat and scolded loudly, "What are you doing, what are you doing? Put away the gun, Xiao Zheng, Mintu, what are you doing?"

Zheng Xiaobao, Mintu and others, who were blocking the steps of the VIP seat, did not allow anyone to go down, did not dare to disobey. They suppressed their angrily and put away their long and short spears and reported loudly, "The traitor prince sold us. The news of the Japanese just arrived. They had already prepared their horses and prepared to escape in the chaos."

"We are ready to leave after the team list performance begins. If you don't believe it, please ask the person in charge of the horses." Several guards of the Left Banner who were confronting Zheng Xiaobao and others also put away their guns and defended loudly. They dared to play tricks with Zheng Xiaobao, but were unwilling to point the gun at Zhang Songling. After all, they have seen the latter's abilities with their own eyes. The two box cannons on their waists can almost be shot within fifty meters. If there is a conflict, they may not be able to protect their prince.

"Speak slowly, say slowly." Zhang Songling was not sure whether Bai Yin had any relationship with the new Japanese, but he didn't want to convict others before he figured out the situation. He waved his hand and tried to say in a gentle tone, "The vendors outside are almost in a mess. If you leave now, it will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire. Prince Bai Yin, can you do the next favor? Wait for a little over ten minutes before leaving. Don't worry, as long as the guerrillas have a living person, the Japanese will never let you kill you."

"I want to leave now, can I just leave?" Bai Yin, the little prince who had been following his guards, shrugged and ridiculed him with a sneer.

"Yes." Before Zhang Songling could touch, a slightly hoarse voice came from a little far behind him. The air was not very strong, but it was loud and loud. "You Baiyin is a distinguished guest of our guerrillas. Of course, you can leave whenever you want. In our Heishi Village, there has never been a case of detaining the guest. Our guerrillas will never take this lead. Xiao Zheng and Mintu, take everyone out of the way, Xiao Zhang, send Prince Baiyin to me."

"Yes." Zhang Songling, Zheng Xiaobao, Mintu and others agreed at the same time, and left the wooden steps of the VIP seat sideways. They were not sure whether Bai Yin had colluded with the Japanese, especially the latter two, who did not believe the previous defenses of the guards under Bai Yin. However, none of them had the courage to violate the order of Red Beard, even if the order was too inappropriate.

Seeing that the Red Beard was so open-minded and had been clamoring to leave quickly, Bai Yin, the little prince Bai Yin, was embarrassed to leave immediately. After hesitating for a while, hesitating, and whispered: "I can swear to the spirit of the ancestors of the family, that I, Bai Yin, know nothing about what the Japanese arrived today, otherwise, I will let me go in the future."

"What are these words?" Hongbei took a step forward and pressed down the little prince Baiyin's right palm with force. "A few young people are ignorant, don't be as knowledgeable as them. You guys, don't apologize to the little prince."

"I'm sorry, little prince, we just misunderstood you." Zheng Xiaobao, Mintu and others bowed deeply to Bai Yin with tears in their eyes, holding their five fingers together, and their joints rattled.

Bai Yin sighed and whispered: "You may not be unreasonable for your doubts. The Japanese thought of Crescent Lake, they must pass through my territory first. In this season, my herdsmen cannot squat in the felt bag to raise weight, but I."

"It's not the time to talk about these things. The Japanese came here in a car. It's about an hour away. You can go now, don't let them catch the handle of dealing with me." Red beard waved his hand and interrupted Bai Yin's explanation again.

When Mr. Meng, who was standing beside Bai Yin, felt hot when he heard this, and gritted his teeth, he wanted to tell the Red Beard that someone in the royal family had taken the initiative to cover up the news that the Japanese were going to kill, in order to make Bai Yin fall into the guerrillas so that he could fish in troubled waters. However, before he could organize the language, the little prince Bai Yin had already sneered and said, "Hong Master Hong treats me as a friend, and I, Bai Yin, will not stab you in the back. I will definitely give Mr. Hong an explanation for this matter, but it is not now."

After a pause, he continued to add, "Now, if Hong Ye can trust him, he can assign a few people to lead the vendors to the west, first go to the territory of Surile and Kebeile to avoid the limelight, and then pass through my territory and go south. As long as you don't walk with your guerrillas, I believe the Japanese will not have the intention to chase them."

"Okay, thank you for your righteousness." Hongbei agreed without hesitation and folded her fists to thank the little prince.

"You're welcome." Bai Yin returned the favor with his fists and then called out loudly, "Daiqin, Surige, Yilede, Shaobu, Menghe, you guys will wait for Hong Ye's order from now on. When will he gather the vendors? When will you lead everyone away?"

"Prince, what about you?" The confidants who were named were unwilling to throw Bai Yin down at a critical moment, raised their heads and asked loudly.

"Yes, uncle, where are you." The nephew's young master Meng He also raised his head and stared at his uncle's eyes, his eyes full of expectations.

My uncle is a great hero. When he was a teenager, he once turned the tide and killed foreign surnames who tried to get involved in the family, and defended the dignity of his ancestors and parents. This is a story he heard his mother tell since he was a child. Over and over again, it had been carved into his bones. However, after growing up, he found that the real uncle was a bit far away from the idol in his heart, far away to the cold and strange, which was almost inaccessible.
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