"Report—"

"Old ancestor, the latest news, starting at the end of noon, the sound of firearms in the mountains became much lower, and the situation seemed to ease a little..."

Outside the mountain, Daishanbu camp.

Luo Luohong rushed to the tent and reported to Daishan respectfully.

However, he seemed to be still holding on to the level, but his slightly hoarse voice, the constant twitching Adam's apple, and the wetness in his palms showed how nervous he was.

In fact, Luo Luohong had long expected that the Model Army's battle was not easy, because he never believed that "pie will fall from the sky."

Unfortunately, too many times in life, I can’t help myself. Even though Luo Luohong’s status is no longer low, he is unable to disobey the general trend in the end, so he can only choose to protect himself first.

"knew……"

Dai Shan nodded slowly and heavily, and the old eyes became increasingly turbid. After looking at Luo Luohong for a moment, he slowly closed it, as if he was about to settle down.

As early as the war in the mountains this morning, Dai Shan received the news. As many lucky slaves fled over mountains and ridges one after another, he also received more and more information and still had a lot of knowledge about the war in the mountains.

But at this time, he was about to enter Shen Shi, but he didn't move.

Seeing Dai Shan getting older, Luo Luohong closed his eyes in pain, feeling his heart hurt like a knife.

He had discovered it long ago, but he didn't stop it. This... was simply an accomplice of the Model Army...

Luo Luohong has never hated himself so much like this at this time, hated his uselessness, hated his incompetence, and even more hated his humility!

The descendants of Aisin Gioro are not even as good as dogs at this time...

"Waiter, now, what do you think? Should we go to the mountains to rescue now?"

Just as Luo Luohong was about to withdraw from the account, Dai Shan suddenly spoke, and the turbidity in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and most of his staring straight into his eyes.

"this……"

Luo Luohong swallowed with difficulty, but was stunned on the spot for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Things are already quite clear at this time.

Dudu, Luo Luohun and the others obviously fell into the trap of the model army, especially the powerful power of the hot air balloon was like a nightmare, which made Luo Luohong linger at all.

What can he say now?

Go to rescue?

How to rescue?

If he was placed in the wild, he would definitely not have a word and would go to rescue him immediately. After all, there were not only his two closest brothers, but also his three Niulu!

How could you watch them suffer a catastrophe?

But the key is that they are in the mountains at this time and have been surrounded by the Model Army. The model army is nineteen or ninety-one waiting for them to get into the situation!

How to save this...

But after Dai Shan spoke, wouldn’t he answer?

After a moment of entanglement, Luo Luohong gritted his teeth and said, "Old ancestor, my grandson is willing to order the Niulu of the headquarters and go to the mountains to rescue immediately. We must rescue the main force! Even if we can't save everything, it's better to rescue part of it..."

Luo Luohong said, "Pu" fell to the ground, kowtowing desperately, almost crying blood.

The Qing Dynasty at this time had already declined. Once Dudu and Luo Luohun and others had an accident...

Luo Luohong no longer dares to think about it...

"boom!"

"Boom..."

However, Dai Shan nodded. Just as he was about to speak, a roar suddenly sounded outside, followed by a burst of people shouting and horses.

Luo Luohong was shocked and hurried out to check. He saw more than a dozen hot air balloons floating from the sky, like ghosts from hell, coming towards their camp.

"Go, go..."

At this moment, a horse suddenly rushed over not far away, shouting while running: "Report, report! Master, the fleet of the model army by the river is back, covering the sky

The land is no less than a thousand ships..."

“I##￥%!”

Luo Luohong immediately cursed in slave language, but he had no time to think about it and rushed to Daishan's tent: "Old ancestor, the fleet of the Model Army is back again. Most of our artillery has been given to the mountains, so we must take a step back quickly."

Dai Shan was extremely calm and waved his hand in a scheming manner: "It's okay. They can't hurt me. Waiter, come and sit down. Let's have a good chat today."

"this……"

Luo Luohong was speechless for a while and was a little confused about Dai Shan’s meaning. What is he trying to do?

But after Dai Shan spoke, how dare he refute? He could only force himself to sit down.

Dai Shan suddenly smiled and said, "Waiter, don't tell me what you are doing, tell me what you think. I won't blame you if I say something wrong."

“…”

The cold sweat on Luo Luohong's forehead was immediately visible. He had already captured Dai Shan's meaning, but he did not dare to confirm it.

Could it be that my ancestors wanted to... entrust their orphans...

...

As night gradually descended, there were vigorous fires everywhere in the vast mountains. With countless firewood crackling, it also reflected many areas like daytime.

In the end, Daishan's main force still did not enter the mountain, at least today.

This also made many Tartars with two red flags in the mountains feel indescribable despair.

It is not enough to say that the heart is dead, but the pain of food and grass being destroyed, the way of retreat is broken, and the foundation being uprooted has already come to them.

At this time, a whole day had passed since the war began. During this whole day, many people had not even eaten breakfast. After fleeing to the mountain, they didn't even drink a sip of water. They were already hungry and exhausted, and sometimes faced the encirclement of the model army, as anxious as a dog that was strayed, indescribable embarrassment.

"Master, I guess there will be no reinforcements. We must break through quickly... Otherwise, if we continue like this, we may not be able to endure tomorrow morning..."

More than ten miles west of the official road, on a small hill surrounded by several model troops, Luo Luohun looked at Du Du with a calm but slightly depressed face with a slightly depressed look.

Du Du opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it out.

With his shrewdness, even if Luo Luohun didn't say it, how could he not understand?

The model army clearly possesses the powerful power of hot air balloons, so why did it not attack but instead only siege?

Even though they don’t have much ammunition, they clearly have made a big pocket!

Du Du has never been as desperate as he was in this life!

Even when his son and Prince Chu Ying were executed by his slaves, he was not as scared as he was at this time.

Because even if the old slave killed his father, he would not kill him.

His father Chu Ying made a mistake, but Du Du did not make any mistake.

But at this time... if you are not careful, the Model Jun will chop him into meat sauce...

"call."

After being silent for a while, Du Du let out a long breath of turbid air, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he looked at Luo Luohun's eyes and said, "It's better to beg for yourself than anyone else! It's already like this, we must break through! And the sooner the better!"

As he said that, he patted Luo Luohun's shoulder heavily: "Boss, you are a good boy! Uncle, I have any regrets about you before, don't take it too seriously. Speaking of which, I blame me for being too arrogant and not leaving a way out in advance. In this way, rest for a quarter of an hour first. After a quarter of an hour, it will be almost dark. I will act as a pioneer and build up the momentum first so that the warriors around you will know! Wait until I absorb the firepower of the Model Army before taking action, and strive for a successful attack! In the future, the red flag will be handed over to you!"

After saying that, Du Du shook Luo Luohun's big hand heavily.

"Banner..."

For a moment, not only Luo Luohun was a little confused, but many masters of their family, including Luo Luohuan, were also red.

Who would have thought that at this critical moment, Du Du actually left the opportunity for their lives to them...

After all, although there were still many people with the two red flags in the mountains at this time, they were surrounded by the model army layer by layer and could not be contacted at all.

Whoever shoots the first shot and becomes the key to everything!

At this time, Du Du actually took on this chore that was most likely to be a journey without returning...

Luo Luohun held Du Du's big hand tightly. Just as he was about to say something, Du Du smiled and said, "Don't say more, I'm determined! Boss, third brothers, and you dog slaves. From now on, my servants and my servant's family will trouble you to take care of you!"

"Banner..."

Even though many true Manchus were all strong men, many people couldn't help but shed tears at this time.

In life, the most feared thing is that the end of heroes, the beauty is old...

But what no one noticed was that in this tragic farewell atmosphere, Du Du lowered his head, and a cold evil spirit appeared in his eyes.

...

After making a decision, Dudu’s efficiency is still very high.

At the beginning of the Xu hour, at about 7:30, Du Du's two Duo Niulu took the lead in action, and the crowd rushed out of the woods in a rustling manner. After a moment, they rushed towards the checkpoint in front of the Model Army like a killing charge.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"The Tartars are coming!"
To be continued...