Chapter 20: Awakening

The reason why Zhao Jinchuan and Lin Xing, the village head, shook their heads was because they knew in their hearts that in this troubled world, it was not easy to mess with soldiers.

If you don't use it well, you will hurt yourself, and besides, it is still unknown whether you can get help as a soldier.

Don't be at that time, the Zhoujiazhai bandits did not run away, but offended the soldiers.

"Xiaohu, where are they?"

Zhao Jinchuan looked at the little tiger who was coquettish to him and asked.

In any case, they still have to meet these soldiers.

"Dad, I'm not very good, I saved them all."

At this time, Zhao Xiaohu was still emphasizing to Zhao Jinchuan that these soldiers were all saved by him.

"Okay, okay, you saved it, you can take me to see it now."

For his youngest son, Zhao Jinchuan had no choice but to say so.

"Okay, Dad, Uncle Lin, you two come with me."

Zhao Xiaohu was recognized by Zhao Jinchuan, and he was very happy in his heart, so he ran outside.

And Zhao Jinchuan and Lin Xing, after looking at each other, walked out of the room at the same time.

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Inside Xu Tao's room.

"Thank you, Brother Xu!"

Zhao Haihong, who had bandaged the wounds on his body, thanked Xu Tao beside him again.

After all, if there was no Xu Tao this time, their trouble would be really big.

"Yes, Brother Xu, thank you!"

“……”

At the same time, Zhao Haiming, Wang Hu, Yin Zhihua, and the soldiers also thanked Xu Tao.

"You're welcome, don't be polite."

The honest Xu Tao saw Zhao Haihong and others thank him again, and immediately waved his hand.

Xu Tao's thoughts in his heart are very simple, and he admires Zhao Haihong and others very much for soldiers who fight devils.

Since he didn't have the opportunity to go to the battlefield to kill devils, but to help the soldiers, he could still do it.

"Big brother!"

"Bang!"

"Big brother!"

At this moment, Zhao Xiaohu was so angry that he directly pushed open the door and rushed into the room.

And, behind him, followed by Zhao Jinchuan and Lin Xing, who entered the room.

"Master!"

"Uncle Lin!"

Xu Tao saw the arrival of his grandfather and Uncle Lin, and immediately greeted with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Zhao Jinchuan and Lin Xingyi nodded to Xu Tao with a smile, and then set their eyes on Zhao Haihong and the others.

The moment Zhao Jinchuan saw Zhao Haihong and the others, a light flashed in his eyes, and he remembered the past in his heart.

Lin Xingyi, on the other hand, kept looking at the wounded soldiers in front of him, and was slightly disappointed in his heart.

He also thought that these soldiers who entered the village were fully armed, but looking at the way they were, they were completely a group of remnants, thinking of the oppression of Zhoujiazhai, Lin Xingyi sighed again in his heart.

"Uncle!"

“……”

Zhao Haihong and the others on the side did not dare to slack off the two people who suddenly appeared in front of them, and greeted directly.

After all, it was someone who saved himself and others, and for his benefactor, he couldn't be rude.

"Nanjing City, how's it going?"

At this time, Zhao Jinchuan looked at Zhao Haihong and the others, but asked.

Xu Tao and Zhao Xiaohu didn't understand the reason why their father said this.

However, Lin Xingyi, who was on the side, moved in his heart and had a guess.

"Alas!"

Hearing Zhao Jinchuan's words, Zhao Haiming and the others all lowered their heads with shame on their faces.

"Nanjing is lost!"

And Zhao Haihong, with murderous intent in his eyes, replied.

"Alas!"

Similarly, Zhao Jinchuan, who heard this, also sighed, shook his head with a sad face.

"Brother Lin, go to the village and get some clothes, it's not easy for them."

However, Zhao Jinchuan quickly adjusted his emotions and turned his head to Lin Xingyi and said.

"Well, good!"

Zhao Jinchuan was thinking something in his heart, Lin Xingyi already had some guesses in his heart, he no longer hesitated, and immediately turned around and left.

"Thank you, uncle!"

For Zhao Jinchuan, Zhao Haihong thanked him again.

They are deserters and downtrodden at this time, but it won't take long for them to rise up again, stab the little devil's heart with the bayonet in their hands, and avenge the tragic death of the people in Nanjing, the sacrificed comrades, and the wounded soldiers who exchanged their lives for their survival!

"No thanks, take care of your injuries!"

Zhao Jinchuan nodded at Zhao Haihong and turned to leave.

From this village, Zhao Haihong and the others felt warmth in their hearts.

"Brother Zhao, you are here to roast the fire to ward off the cold, and I will go get you clothes."

After Xu Tao said with a smile, Zhao Xiaohu, who was pulling the tiger's head, walked outside.

At the beginning, he asked Zhao Haihong and others to dry their clothes because he didn't have extra clothes to let out.

However, now it is different, the village chief has already gone to the village to get clothes, so now, there is no need for Zhao Haihong and others to bake clothes shirtless.

Therefore, Xu Tao left immediately, planning to get the clothes back as soon as possible and let Zhao Haihong and others go to bed.

For all this, Zhao Haihong and others and the soldiers silently remembered it in their hearts.

It's superfluous to say anything now, they are not hypocritical people, just keep this matter in mind.

"Brother Zhao, the villagers in this village are so good."

Wang Hu, the leader of the second platoon, came to Zhao Haihong and said.

"Yes, thanks to them, otherwise we might have frozen to death in the mountains and forests by now."

Zhao Haiming and Yin Zhihua, the leader of the third platoon, also came to Zhao Haihong's side and said with emotion.

The six warriors on the side also nodded.

"Keep it in mind, if you go to the battlefield in the future, you can fight the devils well, which is the best reward for the villagers."

Looking at the brothers in front of him, Zhao Haihong said with a serious face.

"Yes!"

Hearing Zhao Haihong's words, Zhao Haiming and the others and the soldiers all nodded with serious faces, and their eyes were extremely firm.

……………

"Water!"

"Water!"

"Water!"

At this time, Wang Changfeng, who was in the side room, began to murmur again.

Although he was no longer in serious trouble at this time, his body was still extremely dehydrated.

The initial injury, the massive blood loss, and the fact that he was swinging in the icy water.

This made Wang Changfeng's already weak body even more unbearable.

Fortunately, he received timely treatment, otherwise, Wang Changfeng, a special instructor who had just been reborn, would have hung up again.

"Hmm!"

Zhao Jingyi, who was bowing her head and contemplating on the side, was pulled back to her thoughts by Wang Changfeng's low murmur.

When she heard Wang Changfeng's words, she immediately got up and went to the charcoal fire, lifted the iron kettle, and after coming to the wooden table, she took the porcelain bowl and poured out the black medicinal juice in the iron kettle.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jingyi came to the side of the wooden bed with the porcelain bowl, held up Wang Changfeng's body, and put the steaming porcelain bowl on Wang Changfeng's lips.

The medicinal juice was boiled before, and it has been kept warm, and now it is just right for Wang Changfeng to take it.

"Goo-dong!"

"Goo-dong!"

Wang Changfeng felt the wetness on his lips, and without the slightest hesitation, he began to drink in large gulps.

And, under the bitterness of the medicinal juice, Wang Changfeng slowly opened his eyes.

At first glance, Wang Changfeng saw Zhao Jingyi, whose face was a little ruddy.