As soon as they met, Li Ping'an complained loudly: "Oh, his grandmother, these grandchildren can really run away. They almost exhausted their foreheads. However, they finally caught them."

The three escaped bandits lowered their heads in frustration, their hands tied with hemp ropes, connected to each other, which was really a grasshopper on the same rope, and it was hard to run away.

Xu Xiaoyong handed the kettle and said it was hard. He asked about the arrest.

In fact, there is nothing to say. The three bandits are no longer young. They can't escape the others when they rob things, so they fall behind.

When the militia stood up and fought, these guys were scared and turned around and ran away.

When Li Ping'an and the others chased after him, they became a comparison of who had faster speed and stronger endurance.

The bandits thought they had met the real Eighth Route Army and had no courage to resist. After running for two miles, they really couldn't run.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, I also knew that the Eighth Route Army had always had a good reputation. I surrendered and refused to kill me, so I simply surrendered.

The Eighth Route Army's policy of not killing guns has once again made meritorious.

I don’t know who proposed this approach at first, but he must be well versed in human nature.

This method has greatly disintegrated the resistance of ordinary people, and bandits who are already in trouble will not be able to make a fortune.

After talking about their pursuit, Li Ping'an asked with great concern: "Well, I heard from these bandits that their bandit leader was beaten to death by us with one eye. Is that true?"

"Yes, I was beaten to death, it's there." Xu Xiaoyong pointed to the seven or eight corpses not far away, and the sentence at the edge was the bandit leader's eye.

He had already been identified by the captured bandits, and it was indeed an eye that had gathered in the mountains and forests, causing harm to the side for more than ten years.

Li Ping'an went to take a look again. It might have the effect of psychological bonus. He felt that this one-eyed dragon really had the temperament of a mountain king.

He said with emotion: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, the bandit leader that Yan Laoxi's Jinsui army had not solved for a month, so we, the militia, gave it to the West with a grenade. It's so satisfying, so satisfying!"

The bandits who had no choice but to let the Jinsui Army fight against Japan first crippled the Eighth Route Army that had been fighting in Shanxi to fight against Japan, and then they easily eliminated the militia.

It is an interesting story. On the way to the clerk, a group of people gathered around Li Ping'an and listened to him.

Finally, Gou Sheng from the militia asked curiously: "Uncle, how did you know so clearly? Where did you listen?"

"You forgot, uncle was also from the Eighth Route Army." Li Ping'an touched his head with his palm and said proudly.

Gou Sheng nodded obediently. He would be able to join the Eighth Route Army next year, and perhaps he could go to the troops his uncle had stayed in.

He knew that during the battle, his uncle had three fingers blown off his left hand. He was injured and stayed. Finally, he followed the instructions of his superiors to form a militia in the village.

My uncle rarely tells the story of him in the Eighth Route Army, but when it comes to the Eighth Route Army, he always has to give him a thumbs up.

It was from then on that time that Gou Sheng wanted to be the Eighth Route Army.

The bandits' villages naturally had to be built on the mountain, and they had to be a dangerous place in the mountains. They walked for almost an hour, and finally arrived under the captive bandits.

The village was built when one eye was the most glorious. Thousands of villagers were captured as coolies. The village wall was built with logs that had been decades old. It was tall and thick, comparable to the city wall.

Due to the clever choice of terrain, the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If there are no artillery and other attack weapons, the copycat is really a hard bone to crack.

But no matter what kind of fortification it is, someone must defend it, otherwise it will be a spectacular building.

Most of the bandits' forces were annihilated, leaving only a few old and weak in the village, and they were powerless to defend.

Li Ping'an asked someone to pull the row of prisoners in front of the village gate, indicating that the bandit leader was dead and asked him to open the door to surrender. He easily "captured" the village.

The young soldiers still felt exaggerated, but once they entered the village and counted the personnel in the village, they would understand.

There are five "regular" bandits, all of whom are over 200 years old. The rest are old men who cook, two meat tickets taken from the mountain, and three young women from the village before.

Li Ping'an sighed, fortunately they dealt with the bandits today. Otherwise, these women would have been ruined.

Finally, he cursed again: "Bandits, I deserve to die."

Although there are few bandits, the copycat is large enough. The warehouse is full of robbed food. In addition to a few broken guns, cold weapons such as big swords and spears.

I also found an antique cannon. It seemed to be something from the last century, so I probably won't be able to use it.

There are dozens of houses, because there are not many people in the village, and half of them have not used them for a long time. But for them who come from afar, it doesn’t matter if they have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and it doesn’t matter if they have a broken spot.

After walking for a while, I was exhausted and exhausted. Yuan Chenming occupied the magpie's nest and followed the militia to occupy a house of bandits.

He sat down and prepared to drink some water and eat some dry food, and then took a sip of the wine given to him by Lao Li to warm up his body.

In autumn and winter, the weather is also cold, and wine is indeed the only saint. It can relieve fatigue and keep cold.

Whenever he comes here, he always misses Captain Li.

Li Yunlong loves smoking and drinking, and likes to scold people for being stinky, but he also has many advantages. He can use his brain and fight, and is humorous and funny.

Before leaving, I gave him a pot of wine, which was great.

He just didn't give him some jerky meat or something. He only chewed dry food these two days, and his mouth was almost fading out. Yuan Chenming thought greedily.

In contrast, the days when Xinyituan has a small meal every day is a great day.

If there was no trouble for the Japanese devils, they would not have left him in a good day.

"The Japanese killed the gods." Yuan Chenming muttered hatred, and bit the dried pancakes that were so hard that they could be used as bricks.

"Brother Yuan, uncle asked me to call you." Dog Zuo is the youngest in the militia, with small arms and calves, and he ran errands for Li Ping'an.

"What's the matter?"

"I'll ask you to have a meeting, Captain Xu is here too."

"Okay." Yuan Chenming agreed, put down his things and followed him.

After a few steps, I arrived at the hall where the bandits had gathered, with a plaque on it - Juyi Hall.

He couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous. A group of bandits gathered in a way that "righteous" way.

If you talk to your subordinates, you have to be loyal. In fact, there is no loyalty, only profit.

The so-called loyalty is a good guard, and the other is a brainwashing tool that instigates his subordinates to work hard.

If they really have loyalty, then they have eliminated the bandit leader and eliminated so many bandits. Why didn’t the remaining bandits fight against them and surrender instead?

ridiculous.

After entering the hall, many familiar faces had already sat down by the long table, village chief, wife rescue president, Li Ping'an, and Xu Xiaoyong.

Everyone looked at him, as if they were just waiting for him?

Sure enough, Xu Xiaoyong said, "Xiao Yuan, sit down quickly, I'll wait for you."

Monk Yuan Chenming was confused. When did he become so important again?

Xu Xiaoyong represents the Eighth Route Army, Li Ping'an represents the armed forces, the village chief represents the villagers of Zhaojiazhuang, and the women rescue president represents the women's comrades.
Chapter completed!