With a crisp sound, the horse whip in Sister Wu's hand drew a long blood mark on her beard's face. His left eye could not be opened. Then Sister Wu instigated the war horse to start circleting in the spot, and the horse whip skillfully whipped the trapped beast.

The soldiers around were just like watching the fun, no one went up to help, just looking at the embarrassed Russian battalion commander with hatred eyes.

Gradually, this place became the focus of the battlefield, and many local people who captured the prisoners also surrounded them. When they saw that the murderous devil was fooled by a heroic female soldier, they all cursed them with great relief.

"Slaughter this beast! Steal our old corn cob and white flour, and slaughter him..."

"It was this guy who ordered the burning of Caomiao Village. More than 50 households were killed. He was arrested..."

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!" The crowd suddenly filled with hatred, and people shouted slogans in unison, while the terror of the red beard in the circle was unspeakable.

Even if the dog is strong and strong, he has lost the courage to fight. Under Sister Wu’s dexterity, he can only clumsyly resist left and right. He finally realized that everything is futile, and that only one ending is death.

"The brave soldiers will never be insulted. God punishes you pagans!" The roaring red beard turned around and slashed his neck.

"Catch the living!" A roar was heard in the distance, and Sister Wu had already prepared a hidden weapon in her hand and she came out of her wrist holding the knife. The sword fell to the ground with a clang.

The one who rushed over was Long. He said with anger, "As the deputy commander, I don't look at the time now. It's already 4:50. Don't you clean the battlefield? Tie the prisoners and catch them alive!"

Several soldiers pounced on him and crushed the Red Beard to the ground. A hemp rope was tied up like a pig to slaughter. The Red Beard screamed loudly in his mouth, and the soldier couldn't understand the last stock and smashed four or five of his teeth. By the way, he shoveled a shovel of horse manure with an engineer's shovel and stuffed it into his mouth.

Sister Wu glared at Master Long angrily, "Wouldn't it be a good idea to kill him? I am relieving the hatred of the people, and winning the hearts of the people!"

"People's heart?" Master Long smiled, "I have a better way to win the hearts of the people. You are playing with a monkey!"

This is the darkest moment before dawn. It should have been silent and everyone was in their dreams, but the whole night of bloody battle made everyone on this land feel excited.

The Battle of Sandaogou started at 7:50 pm, and the military camp was captured at 1:05 pm, and the enemy began to retreat. The following time was all the time to pursue the defeated soldiers and clean the battlefield.

Master Long and Sister Wu rode their horses in parallel on the ground. The cavalry around them held a torch in their hands, and controlled the war horses with only the force of their legs. The bright flames reflected the two commanders, the chief and deputy commanders, extremely tall.

There were crowds everywhere in the field. Wherever Mr. Long went, the volunteer soldiers stood attentively and saluted, while the common people knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, shouting long live.

One captive after another was gathered together, and the battlefield was cleaned by the people. They dared not steal foreign guns, but other spoils were desperately stuffed into their arms.

The sharp knife, silver wine pot, sturdy and durable belt, military uniform and leather boots all became the trophy of the people, and the Russian corpses on the ground were soon stripped into pigs.

The cold wind swept across the earth, and no one could feel the cold, and they were all sweating profusely.

Not far away, Lao Gantou and the others were gathering together for a meeting. The excited and dancing powerful men ordered their subordinates to "Reward the army, there is nothing to say, reward the army quickly... Go home immediately to pass on the orders to take out the best wild game in the house, bear paws, tiger whip, deer jerky, flying dragon, robe meat... and the treasured old wine for me!"

"Brothers, hurry up and make up the money, Jinsha, ginseng, and Dongzhu, you can make up as much as possible. The army needs to use money when it starts. You can't wait for General Xiang to say this kind of thing. When someone speaks directly, there will be no favors! We have to have a fight for us..."

"Oh... It's a pity that our Gada is really poor and there is nothing good to take out. It's just a little mountain and local product, is it enough for the volunteers to pay military salaries?"

While people were talking, Lao Gantou laughed wisely, "I'm afraid we all misread General Xiang! For money? Don't think about it. How much ammunition was fired in that battle last night? How much does it cost to burn the torches all over the mountains? Those who died in battle were all elites, and that wasn't a golden lump?"

"Have you forgotten Boss Xiang whom you contacted us before? Instead of giving the treasures to the general, I think it is more appropriate to give Boss Xiang directly. You must know that these things cannot be sold at our price, but if they are sent to the Central Plains, it will be worth the old nostrils!"

Lao Gantou sneered and said to his nephew beside him, "You go home, in addition to the mountain goods to reward the army, you will pass on my orders to let our villages gather 800 strong young men... Grandma, I want them to join the army!"

Hiss... The powerful men present immediately took a breath of air conditioning, "Old Ganto? Are you crazy!" In this wilderness, talent is the foundation for survival, especially young and strong people who can fight. After all, they have to rely on their fists to live.

Fighting with wild beasts, bandits, peers, and Russians... The man in Baishan and Hei River has been fighting for the rest of his life. Any village with more young and strong people can eat enough wherever he can eat. This is what a three-year-old child understands.

Today, Lao Gan Tou took out eight hundred young and strong men, which was almost 90% of the war-capable soldiers in the Gan Gan camp. This was simply a big bet!

"Haha, my old ginseng has lived to this age. It's not just fighting or killing, but my tricks. Digging ginseng requires bright eyes, and doing things even brighter. If you don't hug such a big thick leg in front of you, I'll hug..."

After saying that, Lao Gantou didn't discuss it with them anymore, and rode his horse to chase Xiang Shaolong.

"General Xiang...General Xiang... Wait for a moment!" Old Chan urged the horse to chase him and clasped his fists and said, "General's power! I admire him. In front of the wise man, I will bring 800 soldiers to the general. Do you want the general?"

Xiang Shaolong was secretly happy but his face did not show his face, "Of course the general leads the troops, but I am not a rag, I want all elite soldiers, and after I come, I have to receive hell-like training... Can the soldiers you give do it?"
Chapter completed!