"Okay, I promise to stay until you come." Gao Yan made a promise excitedly.

Sun Lin said earnestly: "Lao Gao, you also know how serious the situation is now. The people of our Dongchuan are suffering. With the help of Governor Zhao, they have only been a few good days and must not be destroyed by these people."

"I understand that even if I die, I will die on Yanger Mountain. In order for our children to continue to live a good life, I, Lao Gao, will sacrifice my life." Gao Yan said while patting his chest.

When he ran to the threshing ground, Gao Yan shouted loudly: "The militias from Peishi Village, Xinping Village, Hulu Village, Huaping Village, Huanglian Village, Liwan Village, Huanglong Village, and Wuyang Village all came with me, bring your weapons and ammunition, and go to Yanger Mountain to support the militias in Zhongnan Village."

"Okay." The militiamen who had been impatient for a long time rushed to Gao Yan and gathered into an uneven queue. With this team, Gao Yan ran to the outside of the village first, and a long line of militias followed closely. At this moment, they were passionate, and everyone had only one thought in their hearts to defend their homes.

Gao Yan led more than 500 militias along the Longjiang River. As soon as he walked halfway, a sharp-eyed militia shouted: "Director, there is a situation, there are people in military uniforms in front of him."

Hearing the shouts, Gao Yan looked forward and found that there were indeed many people wearing uniform clothes moving forward. However, looking at the color of the other party's clothes, it seemed to be the Shu army. The other party obviously saw the militia team, and they stopped and walked towards the militia.

"Who are you?" someone shouted loudly among the people in military uniforms.

"We are militia from Peishi Township, who are you?" Gao Yan asked back.

"We are from the special combat division of the Shu army." Those in military uniforms heard that they were militias, so they immediately sent a few people over.

"Report to the Chief, I am Gao Yan, the director of Peishi Township Management and Security." Seeing the shiny colonel's ejection on the shoulders of the man in the military uniform opposite, he immediately stood at attention and shouted.

"No need to be polite. I am Wu Chengfei, the commander of the Third Regiment of the Special Forces Division. We happened to be training nearby and came over when we heard gunfire. Do you know what the situation is?" asked the middle-aged officer.

Gao Yan nodded: "We have received reports from the militia of Zhongnan Village. The troops from Nanyuan Province have been attacked. It is said that there are a large number of people. The militia of Zhongnan Village are holding on Yanger Mountain in front. We are some joint defense militias in Peishi Township and are about to rush to support."

"It's great. I haven't fought for more than a year, and my bones are itchy." When I heard about the war, Wu Chengfei became excited: "I have notified the garrison."

"It has been notified, but it will take some time for them to come." Gao Yan replied truthfully.

Wu Chengfei nodded: "Our special forces division is here to help, let's help quickly."

When they heard that the war was about to go, the special forces soldiers were ready to go, with smiles on their faces and blinking each other excitedly. They have been banned from participating in the war for more than a year, and the soldiers of the special forces division have long been impatient. Today, there is finally a war, so these soldiers are naturally very happy. Seeing the excitement of these soldiers, the militia were shocked. They couldn't think of how these people would show such an emotion when they heard about the war.

Just as the Peishi Township Joint Defense Militia and the soldiers of the Third Regiment of the Special Forces Division were running towards Yanger Mountain, the militias in Zhongnan Village had reached their last moment. There were too few sixty militias, and it was difficult for them to hold on to the turn of attacks of the two divisions of the Nanyuan Army. Fortunately, the front of the battlefield was too narrow. Although the Nanyuan Army was called a regiment every time the attack was, at most two companies could rush in front, otherwise their position would have been lost.

"Brothers, you must not let these turtle grandchildren rush up and block them back." Zhao Zhuzi waved the rifle in his hand and stabbed a soldier in the Nanyuan Army to death with a bayonet. At the same time, he did not forget to loudly encourage his companions, but now there are very few people who can hear his voice.

Zhao Lao Nian turned the big sword wheel like a windmill, making seven or eight soldiers of the Nanyuan Army unable to get close to him, but his physical strength was quickly consumed. The two-hour fierce battle made the middle-aged militia, who was no longer young, breathe heavily, and sweat flowed heavily. It was obvious that his physical strength was about to reach his limit.

After pulling a sword flower, Zhao Laoniang killed a Nanyuan soldier with his backhand, but because he was exhausted, he staggered under his feet and his body slowed down. Seeing this opportunity, a Nanyuan soldier rushed forward and hugged Zhao Laoni from behind.

His body was restrained and the big sword fell to the ground. Facing the group of soldiers in the Nanyuan Army surrounding him, Zhao Lao Nian's eyes were filled with fierce lights. "You guys, I'm fighting with you today." His forearm, which was still able to move, pulled his waist, and a faint smoke suddenly appeared under his clothes.

With a loud bang, the grenade on Zhao Lao Nian's body exploded, blowing him and several soldiers of the Nanyuan Army to the ground.

"Laodian." Zhao Zhuzi felt his blood surge when he saw this scene, but he was powerless at this time. Soon, surrounded militia fired the grenades on his body, and the soldiers of the Nanyuan Army were blown down. The soldiers of the Nanyuan Army were timid, and they retreated again in fear. Zhao Zhuzi waved his rifle and used a bayonet to kill an enemy again. He suddenly felt a severe pain in his chest.

It turned out that when the soldiers of the Nanyuan Army retreated again, the fierce commander of the Nanyuan Army ordered the machine gun to shoot. As a result, the heavy machine guns regardless of their own soldiers and the enemy, they actually started fire at this time. Zhao Zhuzi did not investigate for a moment and was actually hit.

The militia and the soldiers of the Nanyuan Army who were fighting fell to the ground one after another, which became the fuse for the Nanyuan Army's retreat. They soon retreated again. When the machine gun sounded, Gao Xiaohu, the most clever Gao Xiaohu, immediately gave up the Nanyuan Army soldiers who were facing him, quickly lay on the ground and rolled away, and hid away, thus saving his life.

When Gao Xiaohu got up and looked around, he found that there were no one standing around him. He called his friends from the same village, but no one responded to him. Gao Xiaohu shouted anxiously, and when he saw that no one got up, he immediately became anxious. He hugged and ran back and forth on the position several times, and then he saw Zhao Zhuzi who was injured in the chest and fell to the ground.

Gao Xiaohu quickly helped Zhao Zhuzi up and said anxiously: "Captain, how are you doing, captain?"

At this time, Zhao Zhuzi was already dying. His eyes were so dazed that he looked at the sky and said weakly: "Xiaohu, you must stick to your position and remember that behind us are the elders and fellow villagers... the elders and fellow villagers. You must guard our village, keep our good days, keep..." Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zhuzi had passed away suddenly.
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