Chapter 2: The Innocent (Seven Seconds)

"I will always stand here. As long as there is one of you who has not escaped safely, the guerrillas' flag will not be put away."

In an instant, the originally noisy market became silent. No one expected that Red Beard, who was the organizer of this trade fair, would give everyone such an explanation, especially the vendors who had previously taken the lead in accusing the guerrillas of incompetence, were so ashamed that they didn't even dare to take a look at each other. They lowered their heads and pierced them into the crowd like mice.

The vendors nearby avoided these "masters" like they were hiding from the plague. Everyone showed deep contempt. Indeed, the guerrillas did not prepare properly and were indeed caught off guard by the Japanese. However, the guerrillas had never invited you to make a fortune. Since you want to make a high profit, you have to bear the corresponding risks. Moreover, the guerrillas also suppressed the bandits and horse thieves along the way and were not allowed to rob them at will. Otherwise, everyone here might die on the road and there was no place to find the body.

Those old worlds that have a reputation among vendors, such as Zhang Boss from Shandong and Lao Qiu from Hebei, after a while, they took the initiative to persuade, "Master Hong, don't treat those stupid boys. Their conscience has long been lost. Even if you take your brothers to retreat first, we have so many people, the little Japanese devils may not be able to do anything to us."

"Yes, Mr. Hong, we all appreciate your kindness and righteousness, but the Japanese must have come to the guerrillas this time. You should take your brothers away quickly. Don't worry about us, we know where to go." Several other vendors nearby suppressed their fear and agreed loudly. Mr. Hong is loyal to everyone, so don't do too badly. Otherwise, if there is still a place to deal with each other in the future, how can everyone come up with a shy face?

"Master Hong, please leave the green mountains there, and you are not afraid of burning firewood."

"Master Hong, that one avoids the real and goes to the false, no, not a military strategist"

"Hong Ye"

Listening to the concern of the vendor leaders, a smile of relief appeared on the wrinkled old face of the red beard, "I can't leave. Both of my captains under me have pushed up. Before they retreat, I have to leave first. I have taken all the kindness of everyone, so you can't leave quickly."

"How can that be done? Let's go together." Old Qiu from Hebei became angry and rushed forward, holding Hongbei's arm, "You are very kind to us, we can't throw you to the Japanese."

"If you don't leave, we won't leave."

"Yes, everyone will go together." Other loyal vendors stopped and vowed to live and die with the guerrillas.

"Everyone is up to me." Red beard shook his arms and broke free from Lao Qiu, raised his face, and stopped drinking at the enthusiastic vendors, "Go away quickly, go far away, the faster you go, the more calm my brothers retreat, and no one is allowed to talk about it again."

Never saw him get so angry. Lao Qiu, Zhang Shouling and others were startled and hesitated to retreat. Zheng Xiaobao quickly led a few guerrillas forward, grabbed their arms and pushed out hard, "Let's go, uncles and uncles, you can walk for a quarter of an hour earlier, and we can deal with the Japanese for less than a quarter of an hour."

"Yes, Captain Zhao and Captain Zhang have already met. If you don't want to distract them, let's leave quickly, the faster you go, the better."

Hearing this, Lao Qiu, Zhang Shouling and others slowly recovered their calmness, nodded, and slowly walked towards the convoy, "Young and young men, hurry up and pack up. Let's go faster, so Hong and the others can also withdraw with confidence."

"Go away quickly, leave quickly, don't let the blood of the guerrillas flow in vain." Someone's eyes were filled with tears and shouted loudly.

The vendors nodded gently, their hands moving faster and more neatly, and the order was no longer as chaotic as before. Under the organization of Lao Qiu, Zhang Shouling and others, they took the initiative to line up the carriage and donkey carriages, following the Mongolian officials who were left by the little prince Baiyin to help, slowly left the market and slowly left the Crescent Lake behind.

In the direction of the south side of the Crescent Lake, sporadic gunfire sounded. However, no vendors dared to turn their heads to see it, suppressing the panic in their hearts, and following the brigade, his steps became more and more firm.

"Hong Master is watching us behind the back."

"The faster we go, the easier it is for him to retreat."

Everyone encouraged and comforted each other, going further and further away.

"My brother has taken it over. That big black man is my brother." Zhang Shouling drove the carriage in the middle of the retreating team. His straight back looked particularly eye-catching. The skeletons of the carriage looked very strong. According to the principle, he could run faster. However, he deliberately controlled the speed of the carriage to avoid disrupting the order of the entire team.

The gunshots behind them gradually became more intense, and the vendors became more and more nervous. Some people quietly began to squeeze forward, but seeing the tall backs of Zhang Shouling, Lao Qiu and others, they quietly slowed down the speed of the carriage.

Lao Qiu and Boss Zhang are not taking the lead in running yet, why are everyone so embarrassed to break the rules? When it comes to the goods in the car, who can compare with them? But the owners who drove several cars with rubber wheels alone. They all took the initiative, so why do others have the nerve to escape first?

"He is my brother, he is my brother, I can't hold him back." Zhang Shouling was so nervous that she was sweating profusely, but she held the whip tightly and controlled the urge to urge the animals. "The third brother took the lead. The third brother is a hero, and I can't embarrass him."

He was used to being fond of things, and for the first time in his life, he did not consider money. Although it was very difficult for him to do so. It was not until the entire team walked more than twenty miles away that he sucked his nose and handed the whip that drove the car to the servant. He climbed onto the top of the pile of goods in the carriage and stood up straight and stared at the lakeside.

At such a long distance, he could not see anything except a shimmering light of water.

Several shells exploded far away, and the horse pulling the cart was shocked and staggered the owner of the cart. Zhang Shouling quickly stabilized his body and continued to stare at the lakeside. Before he knew it, tears flowed all over his face.

"What have you seen? Boss Zhang, have you seen Master Hong? Master Hong, Master Hong and others have started to withdraw?" Several other vendors nearby were not as good as Zhang Shouling. They straightened their necks and asked loudly, and everyone's face was full of anxiety.
Chapter completed!