May 9th County Magistrate's sad Meidun book?

The enemy is very close.

In the distance, you can vaguely see and hear the smoke and noise unique to large armies marching from the mountain road. According to the reports of human radars lurking at several nearby observation points along the way, the Ming army's large armies were far away from their ambush circle.

There is still less than three miles to go.

Everyone was sitting quietly on the ground and resting. Their attack position was five to six hundred meters away from the ambush circle, behind a small ridge, with a creek passing by.

The reason why we chose such a long distance was mainly because we were worried about the debris flying around after the explosion. The amount of gunfire buried this time was so large that even the chemical team itself was not sure how powerful it would be. If it hadn’t been hit yet,

It's a joke if the enemy is killed and injured by your own gun first.

Originally, Lin Hanlong wanted to suggest that everyone retreat further, preferably a thousand meters away, so as to ensure absolute safety. However, this suggestion was collectively opposed by the heavy infantry - they were required to carry nearly

A full-body armor weighing 80 kilograms needs to be walked for one kilometer to attack the target? I am afraid that most people will have to get down before they have even finished walking this distance.

So in the end, the distance was set at about 600 meters, and everyone was required to wear armor and helmets when detonating. If possible, try to hide behind cover.

The team setting was entirely based on physical fitness. Pang Yu, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, was assigned to the crossbowmen team. His two subordinates were relatively weak and petty bourgeois otakus who were judged not to be suitable for fighting directly on the line of fire.

At this time, Chen Tao, who was sitting on his left, started reciting the Lord's Prayer over and over again, while Li Qihan, who was sitting on his right, looked frustrated - this young man had just had the courage to go to the beautiful stewardess Wang Jiaojiao to express his love.

I tried to fish in troubled waters like Lao Jie, but in the end I received a good guy card very easily.

"That's fine. If anything happens, there won't be much nostalgia..."

Although Xiao Li has been trying to comfort himself with such words, it obviously has no effect. In normal times, this kind of gossip is most likely to cause everyone to make noise, but at this moment, no one laughed at him, and no one comforted him.

While waiting in silence, two figures walked straight towards them with their long sleeves fluttering. The one walking in front was wearing a seventh-grade official uniform of the Ming Dynasty. Although he did not wear an official hat on his head, he actually looked quite handsome.

A bit majestic - it is the county magistrate Cheng Yegao. And the one following behind is of course his master.

"What's going on? What are they here for?"

Tang Jian had a serious face. Ever since he brought Cheng Yegao and Li Changqian, two Ming Dynasty literati, half-invited and half-invited, to this place that day. The traveling crowd has always been very polite to them. They usually don't mind them looking around.

They are just not allowed to leave - Pang Yu's main purpose of bringing Cheng Yegao out in the first place was to prevent him from causing any trouble when everyone was gone and Lingao City was empty. After all, this guy is a real county magistrate.

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The two of them thought it was quite new at first, looking here and there and asking questions, but after watching these short-haired guys digging holes day and night for a few days, they soon got tired of it. They couldn't go back. They had no choice but to go back.

They slept in the tents assigned to them all day long.

Before the war started, they were temporarily placed in a prison camp at the back. More than 30 people were already detained here, all of whom were passers-by in the near future. As long as they were close to the construction site, they were all detained, regardless of whether there were Ming army spies among them.

, are not allowed to leave until after the war.

These people are guarded by non-combatants from the logistics team and engineering team. In addition, Tang Jian specially sent Wu Nanhai to guard the prisoners - not because of his professional skills, many people here have unique professions. The key is glasses.

The man's high myopia and high accidental injury rate in previous training made everyone really uneasy about letting him stand behind them with a weapon...

But at this moment, Wu Nanhai walked over behind Cheng Yegao and Li Changqian, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"He insisted on talking to the leader among us. "

A nerd is a nerd, and he can't even be a guard, but since he's already here, he has no choice but to walk over and deal with it.

"Master Cheng, Mr. Li, it's very dangerous here now. You'd better go back to a safe place behind. Don't worry. The battle will be over soon, and you will be able to go home soon. "

When Lao Jie, who was covered in steel plate armor, walked over, there was obviously fear on the faces of the two people. It was not until Jie Xi took off his helmet and spoke that they recognized them as old acquaintances and breathed a sigh of relief.

The appearance of the ground.

Cheng Yegao seemed to have made up his mind. He stood upright in front of Lao Jie, who was fully a head taller than him and was wearing steel armor. He actually didn't shrink as much as before.

"Are you determined to resist the imperial army?"

Cheng Yegao seemed to be trying hard to put on an official airs, but in front of a group of modern people, his efforts looked ridiculous.

Xie Xi was a little surprised - this county magistrate couldn't be so slow, right? He didn't realize it until now?

"Of course, as I said before, we won't run away. "

Cheng Yegao's eyes slowly passed over the more than a hundred people here, and he suddenly sighed and said solemnly:

"How can we stop the imperial court's thousands of troops with just a few hundred people? You, although I am already a guilty person, you can still write to the imperial court and try to get a pardon for you. Why not rein in the precipice to avoid the destruction of both the jade and the stone. "

"That's right, little brothers, all of you, more than a hundred people, are literate and can read and write. Although what you have learned is different from that of our Ming Dynasty scholars, they are all unique. It would be a pity if there is any damage.

, What a pity. "

Master Li also helped by saying that they seemed to have agreed on their words a long time ago. But Jie Xi was stunned for a long time, and finally understood what they meant, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"The kindness of both of you... Oh, we understand it. However, we have our own way of dealing with things. "

However, Cheng Yegao obviously didn't want to give up so soon:

"Everyone, in the past few months, we have become acquainted without fighting. I can also see that you are not comparable to ordinary bandits. You occupy the city without looting, capture prisoners without killing them, and behave in daily life.

Reasonable. When it comes to the sophistication of the machinery and equipment, it is unseen and unheard of. "

"But after all, you are only a hundred people. Even if you are covered with iron, how many cannons can you block? Even if you have sophisticated mechanisms and sharp firearms, and you have a hundred scholars against thousands of royal masters, you are still like a mantis trying to beat a chariot and seeking your own death. Everyone.

Little brother, why not listen to what I have to say!"

As he spoke, Magistrate Cheng Da was really moved, and his eye circles were slightly red:

"I have been moving around for many years, and I still have a few old friends in the state capital, and I can still talk to you at Shangxiantai Pavilion. I will now use Cheng Wusha as your guarantee, and I will definitely ask for a loose deal.

. With your talents, if you can find a good background in the future, why worry about not having the opportunity to rise to prominence. Why must it be a life-and-death situation that is out of control? "

The attitude is really sincere, but the reactions of the time-travelers here are all dumbfounding. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, the expressions on their faces are all "wonderful" - you have to work very hard to hold your breath and not let yourself go

laugh out loud.

"What the heck, it's so annoying!"

On the Humvee, Wang Haiyang snorted impatiently, and opened the safety of the Remington shotgun in his hand. The two Ming Dynasty scholars here were immediately frightened and backed away. However, Pang Yu immediately stepped forward to stop Wang Haiyang's unkindness.

action, while looking at the two people with a smile:

"Master Cheng, you are still trying to persuade us to surrender. This shows that you are a smart man and you are fully aware of your current situation. However, even if we surrender, whether your future, Cheng Wusha, can be saved or not, still depends on it."

How do you feel about the so-called 'Shangxian Tai Pavilion'?"

Cheng Yegao Gao's expression remained unchanged, but his slightly trembling fingers revealed the panic in his heart. He was a very smart Ming Dynasty bureaucrat, but there are no fools among these 21st century young people here, at least Pang Yu

no.

"This is the gap between us, Mr. Cheng. As a scholar of the Ming Dynasty, all the ways you can think of to escape guilt are still to pray for mercy and forgiveness from the superior, and you still can't escape the limitations of the times."

The framework category of the Ming Dynasty...but we are different. In our society, the education children receive from childhood is..."

Pang Yu looked at the other party with a smile and raised the crossbow in his hand:

"Your own destiny must be in your own hands, even if you have to pay a price or even sacrifice for it. Many of us are indeed not suitable for fighting. We pursue a safe environment, but this safety is not given by anyone, but depends on us.

Weapons in hand to defend. ”

Pang Yu couldn't help but laugh at the look of death on Lao Cheng's face. Although the county magistrate liked to play a little clever, he was generally cooperative. He would still be useful in the future, so he couldn't hit him too hard.

So he added:

"Mr. Cheng, you are a smart man. You might as well open your mind a little - your current destiny is actually related to those of us. As long as we win today, your future will not be affected, Cheng Wusha said.

Maybe we can still make some progress..."

"This is not just about you personally. "

Xie Xi, who had been silent next to him, suddenly spoke, his tone as hard as iron:

"Only if we win this battle, will our Han nationality and Chinese blood be able to continue. Otherwise, the Chongzhen Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty will only last seventeen years!" {Piaotian Literature Thank you for your support, all book friends
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