Chapter 489 On Shanhaiguan, a one-eyed deaf old man--
Shanhaiguan, Shanhaiguan, out of this pass, it belongs to the outside of the customs. This snail march has been tortured to Lebao, who is exhausted, is finally a little excited.
"Marshal, marshal. When we arrive at Shanhaiguan, shall we rest for a few days first? These days make the brothers tired and rush for thirty or fifty miles a day. Is this done by people? Next to him, a man with a yellow belt jumped over, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his face. The soldiers next to him also chased him in panic to ensure that the umbrella cover in his hand could cover the sun.
Seeing this posture, Le Bao secretly scolded his mother in his heart. This is Yongzhu, the deputy capital of Zhenghuangqi. Although it is only a deputy capital of a district, the problem is the blood of the Holy Grandfather, the twenty-fourth son of the Holy Father, the direct grandson of Prince Yin.
Le Bao's astringent face: "Master Belle, someone also wants to rest, but don't forget that the emperor has been urging him. How can the military and state affairs be easily delayed and annoyed to hit the emperor, then..."
When he heard that Le Bao mentioned Qianlong, Dorobel couldn't help but have a punch in his heart. If he really annoys the old man, don't care whether he is Baylor or not, I'm afraid it's...
Yongzhu's eyelids turned over, and she pulled out a folding fan from somewhere and shook it gently: "Forget it, then we will rest here for a night. Today, we have been on the road for a day. We can't even give it to rest. Lord Le, don't you think so?"
"...It's done, I hope Master Baylor will inform you of the clans. Mr. Le thanked me first. Lebao looked at the sun and replied with a wry smile for a long time.
"Ha, it's easy to say." Yongzhu casually arched his hand to Na Lebao and walked back. After a while, he heard that Yongzhu and a group of clan children announced this matter. Although some people were satisfied, some people still felt that it was not enough and were cursing there.
Le Bao sighed and ran forward. He really didn't want to hear the noise of the children of these clans. At this moment, Le Bao felt that he was now extremely envious of the souther Le Dengbao, leading this group of spoiled old men and soldiers to fight. It was really better to command the green battalion. At least, those green battalion soldiers did not have the prominent status of the Eight Banners of Manchuria. Even if I want to find a trouble for the counselor and the assistant, I have to recall for a long time. This guy has something to do with which big man in Beijing, or the nephew of which big man. So that you can think about not offending people to death.
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"If I had known this, I would have robbed a hair at the beginning." Le Bao exhaled a mouthful of thick phlegm with hatred. If it hadn't been for the previous deployment of troops, I had jumped too much. Although I couldn't choose myself, I jumped too much. When there was another war, it was not surprising for Qianlong to think of himself for the first time. Unfortunately, there was no way to fight and make contributions. It was simply to put people on the fire and roast. .
"Marshal, commander, the last general arrived at the gate of Shanhaiguan, but found that the gate of Shanhaiguan was closed. After calling for most of the day, there was only one soldier staring at us there, without even saying a word back. The last general felt strange in his heart, so he quickly returned to the horse to report to the general. Just as Nalebao was only two miles away from Nashan Customs, a member of the vanguard troops had already come back and turned over and dismount to report to Lebao, who was thinking nonsense there.
"What?!" Lebao was angry on the spot. You grandma, no matter what the commander is, he is also the commander-in-chief of the army. The one guarding Shanhaiguan is just a green camp, and the highest officer is just the general soldier. A month ago, the court had notified the general of Shanhaiguan that he had to lead the army to pass and ask them to prepare everything.
But now, after hearing the report of the counselor, Le Bao was stunned first, and the anger that had been holding back for a long time finally broke out: "Let's go, look, I'm going to see what the bastard Wu Han'an, the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, what on earth does he want to do?"
Soon, Lebao also stood under the mountain customs, which was 14 meters high, that is, nearly five feet high on the city wall. A pole of the Daqing Dragon Flag fluttered feebly above it, like the thin wings of insects that were basked by the hot sun.
An old man with white eyebrows and a blindfold was looking down at the wall from time to time. Whether the soldiers of the Eight Banners shouted and scolded or threatened with knives and guns, the old man in a trumpet suit with a long gun in his hand still looked very confused.
"Let the soldiers be quiet, send someone to the front to shout, and ask what's going on with the old man?" Le Bao took back the thousand-mile mirror with a blue face and shouted to the general beside him.
Soon, in order to enter Shanhaiguan earlier, these Eight Banner soldiers still obediently calmed down.
The soldier who was sent to the bottom of the city tower by Lebao was naturally a loud voice. Open the door!" With just these two words, the soldier roared wrongly, and his voice was as high as a bison with a strong chest.
"What?! ..." The old man with a black-eyed mask on the tower of the city gate poked out half of his head tremblingly.
"I told you to open the door!" The soldier downstairs grinned and roared in a louder voice than before.
"What did you say?! ..." The old man with black eyes pointed his ears at the bottom of the city tower with a confused face.
"... My marshal asked you to open the gate and let us enter. You old beast, open the gate quickly and delay the journey of the army. You can't afford it!" The voice of the soldier is a little out of tune.
"I can't hear you, what are you talking about?! ..." The old man with black eyes not only pointed his ears at the bottom of the city tower, but also raised a hand and put it in his ear to listen. The soldier at the bottom of the city tower couldn't catch it in one breath and almost fell off the horse's back. After a long time, he heard a sound like a half-big rooster learning to sing from his throat. I said!"
"Femo's family is inlaid with a red flag in Manchuria in the Qing Dynasty. The servant of the Ministry of War, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, and the prince Taibao Le Baole led the army here. You will open the door immediately!" He cheered up, squatted on the horse, and then exhaled again. The loud soldier finally had a must-kill skill. The roaring screamed, afraid that even the later Italian master would be ashamed to hear the super-level performance of this soldier.
The one-eyed old man with a black-eyed mask upstairs did not continue to maintain the posture just now, but his words made tens of thousands of soldiers silent. What kind of fat cat is a wolf? And sweet potatoes? I said, young man, haven't you had enough to eat? These words are so weak that my old man can't hear anything for a long time. Let's speak louder!"
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All the Eight Banner soldiers who could hear the old man's roar were dumbfounded, and even some people did not realize that the weapons in their hands fell to the ground.
"..." The thousand-mile mirror in Le Bao's hand almost threw it out. He was so angry that his face turned green, and his eyes were twitching. From the first-class member to the mouth of this old deaf man, they all turned into worthless things, and even their surnames became fat cats.
"Wu Han'an, I must impeach you, not let you resign, and not let your family die. I don't deserve to be surnamed Fermos." Le Bao said fiercely in his heart. The resentful and resentful eyes looked at the tall tower, as if to see the seven-meter-thick burning through a big hole.
"Damn it, this is not the back of the ear. It's just a deaf man! What on earth is the heart of Wu Han'an, a bastard?!" Next to him, the Yongbel shouted and scolded loudly.
"What?!" When the old man heard Lebao's scolding, he quickly raised his ears to listen. The Yong Baylor also made the old man's eyes white. It seemed that Baylor's saliva was was wasted, and he was regarded as a fart by the old man.
The children of the Eight Banners under the gate finally couldn't help it. They couldn't help shouting and scolding at the head of the city, spitting, and even arrogantly simply opened their bows and arrows to prepare to show their riding and shooting skills. In the end, they let the soldiers of Lebao stop.
"Whose voice is louder?" Le Bao, with a blue face, asked his own soldiers. My lord, the smallest voice is the largest here. The soldier who just came forward to call the door looked depressed.
"O's all right, you guys shout to open the door together, saying that the imperial army is going to leave the gate, open the door immediately, delaying the military situation, no mercy!" In the end, Lebao can only use the method of collective chorus.
More than 20 soldiers stood under the gate and shouted together. It really smelled like a chorus.
The old man above the gate didn't seem to pretend, but was very deaf. After listening to it, his face seemed to change. Oh, my mother, why didn't you say it earlier? I listened to the old man for a long time.
"..." The soldier downstairs couldn't wait to turn into a beast and climb up the wall to tear the old guy into pieces.
"Since you heard it, open the gate quickly!" The head of the soldier cleared his hoarse voice and roared again.
"Master Baqi, it's not that the old man doesn't want to open the door, but that the old man really can't open this door." The old man on the gate looked embarrassed.
"Old man, you can't open it, so why don't you call General Wu to open the gate!"
"Mr. Wu, the old man is at home at home, but now Mr. Wu is taking a nap. As a small pawn like me, how can I enter the general soldier's mansion? If not, you guys of the Eight Banners will wait a lot. After taking a nap, our General Wu will definitely come to patrol the city. At that time, we will open the gate for the old men." The one-eyed old man's voice was loud, but he thundered everyone under the tower again.
"Damn it, I wonder if the fucking old dog Wu wants to rebel!" The folding fans in Yong Beile's hand were thrown to the ground, and there was a deaf old man on the gate. Isn't this a playful person?!
(to be continued)