Ma Guangrong put the lunch box aside, wiped his greasy mouth, stretched his legs, leaned comfortably on the wall and burped, and set his eyes on the box of dumplings opposite, which had gradually lost their temperature, and said quietly: "I'm a fool, I've been in the army for more than two years, but I don't know that only enemies who have entered the prisoner's camp are called prisoners? On this battlefield, only dead people are the safest to you. Even if you see the enemy's corpse, you can rest assured. You're going to wrap the wounded enemy with a lot of heart. Good intentions will not be rewarded. You'll kill you with just one knife. Even if I'll remove the dog's stuff from a big piece, there's nothing wrong with it!"

I complained a few times, and raised my foot as if I wanted to kick this guy a few times, but my foot just shrank back, but I spread it straight again and just sighed silently.

The Ming army spent three days attacking the second street from Jiang'an. Now the third street is the only one that stands in front of them, which is also the most difficult main city to attack. The third day's main city is only a stairway about fifty meters wide and more than 400 levels long. Other places are cliffs.

The airship still cannot play any role. The distance between the two sides is too close and they cannot accurately drop bombs, so they can only play a vigilant role in high altitudes, and they still have to rely on infantry attacks.

Under such terrain conditions, the enemy's catapults can project unscrupulously. Even if they use manpower to roll a few stones from above, it will also be a huge threat to the people below.

Shi Guangrong couldn't sleep and didn't want to sleep. Maybe next, he would be like the brother in front of him, unable to wake up!

Looking up at the roof that had been broken several large holes, there were no stars in the sky, but a huge moon hung high in the sky like a silver plate, emitting faint light.

Tomorrow will definitely be a good weather.

The sound of footsteps came outside the house. Ma Guangrong picked up the gun at his feet, held the butt on his shoulder, aiming at the gate. His nest could clearly see the gate, but he could not be seen at the entrance.

A man flashed at the door, and then lay down on the ground like lightning. Ma Guangrong heard the rolling sound, and then two figures flashed again. It was obvious that two more people came in. Seeing the familiar tactical movements, Ma Guangrong felt relieved. It was his brothers.

"Which part is coming from outside? I am Ma Guangrong, the second lieutenant of the Navy Marine Corps." He shouted.

A tall figure swayed at the door and stood up, blocking the flames coming from the door. "It's Brother Ma Guangrong, I'm Chen Zheng."

"So it's Captain Chen!" Ma Guangrong stood up suddenly. Chen Zheng was the captain of the first lieutenant. The captain of the second lieutenant also had a character in front of him. His qualifications were not comparable to Chen Zheng. If he met a commander with a higher rank than his on the battlefield, he would automatically be assigned to the other party's command. Although the two of them now have similar status, Ma Guangrong's second lieutenant has now been broken up, and there are not many kittens and dogs left, so Ma Guangrong will naturally be merged into Chen Zheng's second lieutenant who came up later.

"I can't find you for a long time, but I thought you were slapped. It turns out that a good person doesn't live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years!" Chen Zheng walked over with a big smile, his eyes first fell on the box of cold dumplings, then moved upwards, and then fell on the still childish face. His smile gradually faded away, and he walked to Ma Guangrong's side, and lay down as he imitated him.

"I just passed the Second Street, and the Second Captain suffered heavy casualties, and there were not many left." Chen Zheng said.

The muscles on Ma Guangrong's face trembled a few times, but his body did not move at all.

"The next battle will be replaced by our first lieutenant. Brother Ma, you go down and rest!" Chen Zheng patted Ma Guangrong's shoulder, "The second lieutenant must leave a few sparks."

Ma Guangrong glanced at him, "Sir, I said I would take my brothers to the top, even if I am the only one left, I will go up. Once I go up, the second lieutenant will go up, and the second lieutenant's flag is in my arms! As for the fire you mentioned, hehe, weren't there many people who were injured and transported down before? They wouldn't be all dead? As long as they are still alive, the second lieutenant will naturally rebuild."

Chen Zheng stared at him for a while, and finally nodded, "That's OK, then you can join me to the first lieutenant for the time being."

"Yes, sir." Ma Guangrong nodded.

"Today is the Great Eve. General Chen said earlier that His Majesty the Emperor will celebrate the New Year in Luzhou City, so we must take down the entire city of Laizhou when the New Year comes and put our military flag to the top. Now there is still some time before the first day of the New Year. Let's have a good rest. Next, let's reach the top." Chen Zheng said.

"Okay." Ma Guangrong said concisely.

"There will be a show next." Chen Zheng smiled and said, "Although the war is going to be fought, the New Year is still here. General Chen is watching us on the south bank and cheering us up!"

"There is a show?" Ma Guangrong was a little surprised.

Chen Zheng stood up, pulled Ma Guangrong to the door, and pointed to the south bank of the river, "Look."

On the other side of the river, a little spark rushed into the sky, and with a bang, it turned into an extremely gorgeous firework, shrinking in the night sky.

"Set fireworks?" Ma Guangrong opened his mouth wide.

"No, there is no better one next." Chen Zheng smiled. "We came up to eat dumplings first. At this time, the other people in the camp below were surrounding the campfire, eating dumplings, and enjoying the fireworks!"

"I had known there would be a show to watch, so I should have kept a few dumplings. Damn, I have finished drinking too. Master Chen, the last time I watched the fireworks was when I was in Quanzhou Port!" Ma Guangrong said regretfully.

"The dumplings are gone, I still have a little wine." Chen Zheng took out a small flat pot from his arms and handed it to Ma Guangrong, "Get a sip?"

After taking the flat pot, Ma Guangrong took a big sip, but swallowed it slowly.

On the other side of the river, fireworks rose to the sky and turned into blooming flowers in the night sky, blooming brilliantly, and some even formed large characters in the sky.

"May you be happy and prosperous!"

"Flowers bloom for the best!"

"Every year after year!"

Among the gorgeous fireworks, even Qi Jun on the top stood up silently, watching the fireworks blooming on the other side. Until the fireworks released on the other side, rows of words like the Ming Wansheng appeared, the Qi Jun on the top seemed to wake up, shouting and filthy words were deafening for a moment. Some people even used a catapult to fire stone bullets down, making them pound everywhere.

Whether or not the Ming army at the foot of the mountain heard the shouts on the mountain, Shi Guangrong looked around and saw the soldiers of the First Captain constantly touching the long stone steps. Under the stone steps, rows of mortars were ready to be in place.

Songs came from the foot of the mountain. It was a song to celebrate the New Year composed by Emperor Qin Feng, the Ming Dynasty. Unforgettable tonight.

Unforgettable tonight

Unforgettable tonight

No matter the ends of the world or the corner of the sea

...

At the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of Ming soldiers who had crossed the river sang this unforgettable tonight loudly by the bonfire. Not long after, the sound of unforgettable tonight singing that shook nine nights from the south bank also came from the sound of unforgettable tonight.

Ma Guangrong raised his Ming Style 1, walked back into the house, bent down and took off the magazine and grenades from the dead brother's waist, put them on his waist, carried his Ming Style 1 on his shoulder, reached out and patted the cold and stiff face, and whispered: "Brother, go, I'll go to the top for you."

Walking out of the broken room, he glanced at Chen Zheng, nodded at him, sang softly, and rushed towards the long stone stairs.

I wish you a happy Ming Dynasty!

I wish you a happy Ming Dynasty!

The unforgettable songs tonight shook the north and south sides of Laizhou, and the Qi army above the peak seemed to be shocked by the uniform and affectionate singing.

Just as they were in a daze speechlessly, dozens of mortars suddenly began to bombard under the stone stairs, one after another of the artillery shells were put into the cannon chamber by the Ming army, and then flew to the top of the stone stairs with a harsh whistling sound. And the soldiers of the First Captain ran upwards with the roaring sound of cannons.

The one running in the front was Shi Guangrong, who was carrying a gun and carrying a gun.

It was not until the shells fell on the top of the peak and violent explosions rang out, blowing up the Qi army's positions that stood at the top of the stone steps into chaos that the Qi army suddenly reacted.

The Ming people actually started another round of attack in this great big day.

The Qi army, who reacted, rushed to their posts and began to fight all the things they could attack and attack downwards. The stones, woods, and burning hot tincture bottles were poked out of the cover with some archers, pulled the bow and led the arrows, and shot desperately.

The Ming army's artillery fire did not stop. The shells swept over the heads of the attacking soldiers and then fell into the bunker. Chen Zheng's order was that even if the shells fell on his own heads, they would not be allowed to stop firing.

The shells were on the bunker one by one. After the bunker, or on the side, the Qi army that rushed up fell down and rushed up one after another. The Ming army on the steps were occasionally hit by stones, hit by pounding wood, and shot by feather arrows. Some rolled downwards, while others slugged to the ground and could no longer get up.

No one cares about the fallen person, as long as he is alive and can still move, he runs up desperately.

Shi Guangrong was also running. At this time, he had long thrown the tactical movement of serpentine running outside the Nine Xiaoyun. Under such a terrain, no matter how you run, it would not be able to effectively improve the possibility of survival. You can only move forward and take the shortest path forward.

It was like a god possessed, Shi Guangrong, who was running in the front, rushed to the highest point without any damage, and the grenade that had been scribbled in his hand was thrown out.
Chapter completed!