No matter that era or that country, there were initially barriers between urban soldiers and rural soldiers.

Different life experiences, culture, education, etc. are destined to take enough time to gain the recognition of each other.

What's more, Gu Xishui comes from the high-ranking imperial guards, and Lu Sanjiang comes from the factional army that is marginalized by the top leaders.

Although the two were in the same army, after fighting this battle and died, they naturally went to the King of Hell together to report that they might still be friends on the road to the underworld; if they are alive, they may be more likely to find their superiors and go their separate ways.

There is more than 90% chance that infantry sergeants from cities and cavalry sergeants from rural areas will never meet again in their lives.

This is not just because of the cruelty of war, but more because of two different worlds.

But Gu Xishui's anxious eyes made Lu Sanjiang's heart move fiercely, which looked like an old squad leader. He was still a recruit and went to the wind and snow to find his comrades in the responsible search for the enemy situation.

At that time, he looked at the road ahead like this, urging himself, who was afraid of falling off his horse, hurry up and hurry up.

"Hey, Xiaobai, are you friends over there?" Lu Sanjiang asked back.

Gu Xishui was stunned. Who is Xiaobai?

"Oh, no, I should be a novice, I'm asking you! Are you friends there? Are you from Sixing Camp? Why are you familiar with our 67th Army?" Lu Sanjiang pretended to be careless while controlling his horse speed.

The laughter of several cavalrymen came from the surrounding area.

Although it was the stage of emergency rescue of comrades, this did not prevent them from listening to Squad Leader Lu’s jokes about the elites of the Fourth Battalion.

For this army with a title from the Central Army, the young man is quite suitable for him.

Gong Shaoxun in front also heard the laughter coming from more than ten meters behind him, frowned but said nothing.

Optimism is the nature of Northeast cavalry. No matter how difficult the environment is, there is a tall one that falls when the sky falls, and the head falls and it will only be a big scar.

So what if there are thousands of Japanese invaders ahead? We cry when the comrades die, but we still have to laugh when it is time to laugh.

This is also a kind of temperament, which belongs to the unique temperament of Northeast cavalry.

It is precisely because of this temperament that the Northeast cavalry defeated the Japanese cavalry in the Jiangqiao Cavalry several years ago, and survived countless dangerous battlefields from North China to Southeast, and continued to be reborn as recruits, and maintained sufficient combat effectiveness.

Only then did Gu Xishui realize that the cavalry sergeant leading his pack horse was asking him.

Because he has a handsome face like a scholar, this is not the first time that someone has used this title to make fun of him.

However, the last time he called him like this was more than a year ago, he was beaten into a pig's head by the angry Gu Xishui in the form of a challenge in the army. Who wouldn't know that a rude scholar and sergeant came to the regiment. He could win the veteran who had been in the army for four or five years after two years of being in the army.

After this battle, no one called him like that.

However, this time, Gu Xishui did not respond with anger to the cavalry soldier who had fought side by side for a week but had not known much.

Gu Xishui on the horse's back looked at the gloomy night, listened carefully to the faint explosion from the night, and was silent for a moment, and said, "Brother, I don't know if you have ever liked a girl! The kind you like very much is that when you see her, especially when she smiles, you feel that the sky is bright, and the flowers and plants that usually look inconspicuous are extremely beautiful.

Even if she gets angry and frowns hard, you will feel that the Creator is so unfair. Why do you add all the Zhong Lingyuxiu to her? Even the anger is so beautiful."

"Grass!" Lu Sanjiang swears in depression.

What made the cavalry sergeant from the countryside depressed was not that he had never met the girl he liked, but that Xiaobai was very informative, but that he only understood five or six points.

What is Zhongling Yuxiu? Is it called Zhongling or Yuxiu? You can't put anything else, don't put a ball! I just called you a little bitch! As for when you come up, you use your uneducated to mock us?

But there is nowhere to tell this depression. Can Lu Sanjiang say it, will you die if you say something plainly? Isn’t that revealing your shortcomings?

However, even though he was depressed, Lu Sanjiang still heard that the young soldier liked a girl, but she could not do it. She could make the sky brighter when she smiled, and even got angry and angry.

"You continue to say, we know, you like a girl." Lu Sanjiang's words became much gentler, and he added a special comfort later: "Girl is waiting for you in his hometown, right? When you start working later, you have to be careful. When we fight the Japanese, you can go back and marry her. If you lack arms and legs, it will be unfair to the girls' families."

Gu Xishui did not answer, and looked into the distance with gentle and sad eyes.

"Huh? No! I just asked you if the two guard battalions have your friends, what does it have to do with the girl?" Lu Sanjiang turned around and saw this scene. He couldn't help but twitch his heart. Finally, he found that the questions and answers of the two seemed to be a bit wrong.

"She is not in her hometown!" Gu Xishui shook her head slowly, and her eyes flashed with stars in the distance. "She is there!"

"Female nurse of the 43rd Army?" Lu Sanjiang was stunned.

At this moment, Lu Sanjiang finally understood the anxiousness of the young sergeant.

The woman who made the man feel that it was dawn was on the battlefield, on the battlefield that was as dangerous as a battlefield.

He and she are men and women, but they are also soldiers. They have their own missions and can only go to their own battlefield.

His battlefield is over, and now he is rushing to help his lover, that's it.

Therefore, although he had never rode a horse, he fixed himself in the clumsy way and asked himself to increase his horse speed.

He was afraid, it was too late.

Although Gu Xishui had never said those three words, for some reason, Lu Sanjiang, who didn't know a few big words, understood the wishes of the young white-faced soldier in his heart.

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The pain that comes from the bottom of your heart can make you feel like a needle every time you breathe air. This is something that Lu Sanjiang, who watched the veteran squad leader rush towards the enemy plane, has a deep understanding of this.

He had no time to say to his brother: Brother, you can't die. I haven't learned the combat skills you taught yet! Didn't you say you wanted to take me home, build a big house in the family, and be neighbors, and then ask my sister-in-law to tell me a wife and give birth to several children. Your fat boy will take him up the mountain to catch rabbits and foxes, and go down the river to catch fish and shrimps! You will still play with the things we did when we were young.

But, it's too late!

There is no time to say a word.

His brother was shot through the crazy bullets of Japanese aircraft in front of him, until he let out his last breath. His brother's eyes were also looking at the blue sky, open.

There is no reflection of the blue sky and white clouds in the gray pupils.

My brother might want to say it, and he also wants to tell him to take care of the fat boy on his behalf.

But, it's too late!

There is no time to say a word.

Whenever I think about this, Lu Sanjiang's heart hurts.

The nose couldn't help but feel a little sore, and the cavalry soldier who didn't look back replied in a muffled voice: "Don't worry, we will arrive soon, you'll sit firm!"

The legs slightly clamped the horse's belly, and the war horse, which had already been in harmony with the cavalry, swayed its horse's hair happily, and exerted force with all four legs, increasing the horse's speed by 20%, leading the pack horse forward.

"Lu Sanjiang, what are you doing, don't throw people down." A cavalry officer in the usual marching ranks at half-horse speed was startled and roared and scolded Lu Sanjiang.

Maintaining this horse speed is the best horse speed calculated by the cavalry after walking hundreds of meters. It can not only ensure that the blocking positions ahead will be supported at the fastest speed, but also ensure that infantrymen who have never ridden a horse will not be thrown off their pack horses.

Although the Japanese military pack horses had reins and were docile after special training, they were not equipped with saddles and stirrups. Even if the horse did not move, the people riding on them might slide down by themselves, let alone the horse would run.

"Soldiers are the most important thing! You often say that speed is the life of our cavalry!" Lu Sanjiang replied from afar.

While choking the cavalry captain so much that he could not reply, he quietly kicked the horse's belly and increased the horse's speed.

The cavalry carried infantry and moved forward at a speed that exceeded the future fully armed five kilometers off-road.

The shouts of killing are vaguely refuted!
Chapter completed!