"Captain Wang, no matter what the reason for the battle between you and me is, the people are innocent. I hope that Commander Wang can keep those people away from the war." Song Xiehong came to Sishui City as a representative of the regiment headquarters. Of course, she also wanted to investigate the enemy's fortifications. Unfortunately, the other party was not mediocre, and she was blindfolded when she entered the sphere of influence of the Revolutionary Army.

"Oh, why have you Beiyang lackeys learned to treat the people well?" Wang Maogong smiled softly, thinking that the other party must be just a show.

"Please pay attention to your words. We are the Iron Blood Army in northern Anhui, not Yuan Shikai's lackeys. In addition, I hope you will consider the people in the city. War is a matter for soldiers, and the people should not be affected by the war." Song Xiehong was angry at Wang Maogong's insult, but this matter would not be shown. His awareness of the people is still very high.

"Okay! No matter whether what you said is true or false, I agree with this matter. After half a day, I will send all the poor people out before 3:00 in the afternoon." Wang Maogong saw that although the other party was angry, he did not argue with him, so he stopped talking. Quarreling and scolding was not a soldier's behavior.

"Captain Wang, if all the people are released, then how can we resist if they shell out? I think it's better to detain this person together and threaten the Iron Blood Army to release us a way out." Zhao Yan, who was on the side, hurried out to speak when he heard Wang Maogong's agreement. As a local force, they do not have the compassion and compassion of the regular army.

"Yes, Captain Wang, wouldn't it be even more dangerous if the people were released?" County Magistrate Cheng also agreed at this time.

"Is this the revolutionary party? Isn't it the same for the country and the people? Humph! A bunch of things that are different from each other." Looking at the two people talking at the squint eyes, Song Xiehong raised her lips slightly and said with a muffled groan.

"Is there any part of your speaking here?" Wang Maogong also glanced at Zhao Yan angrily after Song Xiehong spoke. Such a person would tarnish the reputation of the revolutionary party.

"I...but..." Zhao Yan, who is definitely fully armed revolutionary soldiers here and there, must be much stronger than the four or five hundred clans he has in his hands now, and is simply incomparable.

"Haha, as our head of state said, your revolutionary party is bad, and you are decent. You are decent. You are rich and powerful. Even if you revolutionaries think well, they are doing the same thing as in the Qing Dynasty. It is because of this that your revolutionary party does not receive the support of the general public." A few months ago, Deng Sen opened a primary school first-level junior high school, including an officer school, and all officers or intellectuals can apply for the exam. Deng Sen also goes to lectures from time to time. The class not only talks about some simple methods of leading troops, but also many current affairs and the advantages and disadvantages of the Beiyang Revolutionary Party today.

"Oh, your head of state likes to discuss issues, but this has nothing to do with you. You can go back and inform your superiors. The people will withdraw before three o'clock." Although he somehow recognized Song Xiehong's words, he was unwilling to admit that there was something wrong with his beliefs and had to remove the topic.

"Okay, I'll say goodbye! But when our brigade commander came, he said that if Commander Wang was a person who was very wise and righteous, he might as well give up the dark and turn to the light and come to our army to create a good future. As a national force, we welcome any aspiring people." Song Xiehong nodded with satisfaction, put on his gold-wire glasses, and gave a gentle respect to a diplomatic military salute, then shook hands with Wang Maogong and took his men out. Just like when he came, he also had his eyes blinded when he went out.

Before three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Maogong indeed sent the people out as agreed. At first, the people were still very scared when they saw these iron-blooded soldiers with brown helmets and faces. When a flat-headed officer walked in front of him, he thought the old man was hugging his granddaughter tightly, as if he was afraid that the man would snatch his granddaughter away.

"My fellow villagers, I am Tian Ding, the commander of the Second Brigade of the Iron Blood Army. This battle is the only grudge between our troops and the Kuomintang. It is not my wish to affect everyone. Now everyone is safe to leave the city. However, in order to prevent enemy spies, you still need to stay in the concentrated place we prepare for you for a while after leaving the city, and you can leave after the war is over. Of course, we have prepared meals for everyone."

After more than a day of battle, how many people had eaten? These people were trembling with guns and cannons. The food at home was almost plundered by Zhao Yan and others. They could only endure hunger. Most of them now have a yellow face.

"Thank you, Jun Ye!" When the common people heard the officer treating them like this, they all knelt down to thank him.

"Please get up quickly, please get up quickly." As an Iron Blood Army, whether it is from Tian Ding or ordinary soldiers, after entering the army, they are instilled with the idea of ​​loving the people and soldiers. In short, everyone is equal. And because they know that Deng Sen hates bullying people the most, the entire Iron Blood Army has very good military discipline, and the entire Lingbi is also extremely calm because of Deng Sen.

Watching everyone leave, when they saw an old man tremblingly being held by a little girl of six or seven years old, Tian Ding's face changed slightly because the old man's hand seemed to be injured, and because of excessive blood loss, his face looked pale. The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, and the hands held by the little girl were even more blood-stained, especially the little girl, with a ponytail, although dirty but delicate face, very much like his eldest brother's daughter back then. It's a pity that none of his family survived except himself.

"Wait a minute!" Tian Ding shouted, and all the people stopped one after another. Some people looked at him nervously.

In the eyes of everyone, Tian Ding walked towards the middle of the crowd, and several guards hurriedly opened the way, loading their guns and ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

"Old man, are you injured?" Tian Ding came to the front of his grandparents and grandchildren, first smiled at the little girl, and then asked the old man.

"Some time ago, I was accidentally wiped by bricks and tiles during the shelling." The old man was obviously flattered and answered hurriedly. However, Tian Ding, who had escaped from the trouble, knew that he might be incompetent to the truth!

"Old man, I think you'd better go to our military doctor to take a look! Eliminating inflammation will also be good for your injuries." If it were an ordinary person, Tian Ding might have some pity, but because this little girl looks very much like her dead niece, she will be more careful about the placement of the old man.

"This... how can you bother Jun Ye!" The old man was really scared by Tian Ding's attentiveness and was a little scared.

"Haha, I can afford it! Isn't the old man knowing that this little girl is your granddaughter? It's very cute." Tian Ding squatted down and looked at the little girl with bright eyes in front of him, and the little girl looked at him too.

"Yes! But it's not my biological child. I remember that it's been three years since I fled from Henan. On the way, I saw this girl lying alone among the dead. When I passed by, she moved. Then I found that he was not dead and saved her." The old man recalled that when he fled, he was separated from his family. Fortunately, he could write carpenter work and his body was still moving, so that he could live hard in this troubled world.

"Little girl, tell uncle, what's your name?" Besides, it was so surprising! If this girl was the old man's granddaughter, maybe Tian Ding would not have hope, but when he heard his mother say that his brother and his family of three had all gone, the girl now gave him a little hope.

"My name is Niu Niu." The little girl had never seen such a high official before, and was a little scared, but she didn't answer like a bad guy when she saw Tian Ding.

"Niu Niu...Your name is Niu Niu? Do you still know what your surname is? What is your surname?" Tian Ding was excited, his face turned red. His niece was also called Niu Niu, or he gave it to him. Could it be that God really opened his eyes and let him meet his only relative?

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Chapter completed!