一千的话语正在变成现实。那被围的是几十人,而他们现在活着的是几千人。那是几千的精锐蛮兵,与之对抗根本就是死路一条。
傅小蛙继续道:“我知道,我们无法对抗那几千精锐蛮兵,我也知道,用算数去计算几千人与几十人是否值于不值,所以,我没有强求各位,有谁愿意的,就跟我来,有一百人,我们就成队,有十人,我们就成组,没有人,那我就一个人杀入敌阵!”
这声音激起万层浪,这声音又唤回这些土匪们当年的激情,是的,没错,他们从来都不把死放在心上,他们竟然当土匪,当兵,这都是脑袋在腰的事情。死即是死,他们又有何惧,是兄弟,同甘同苦,不求同年同月同日生,但求同年同月同日死,这才是豪情,重若泰山之死。
“我去!”一个匪兵已经冲出队列。
“我也去!”
这个时候,雪亮的一片钢刀举起,声音盖过天际:“我们都去!”
没有人退缩,士兵高昂万丈,傅小蛙点点头,抽出大刀:“伤员撤离,其它人跟我上!”
这是一场赴死之战,却是每个人都视死如归。
在那包围圈中,一片小小的空地上,数十个土匪兵已经静静地坐着,天,已经亮了,确实亮了。所有的一切都无所循形地展露在光亮之下。
是的,所有的一切,山川,河溪,绿树,他们,还有那些四周山林里涌动的蛮兵。
候大发呆望着天空,很清新的一个清晨,如此美丽,如此清爽,他深吸一口这样的空气,确实是新鲜而让人迷醉。最后一次感受这世间的美丽了,在这世间最后逗留的时刻。
他淡望这些蛮兵,这是一切都已注定,他很平静,也很泰然,他紧握起手里的钢刀,他旗下的几十个弟兄也面无惧色。
候大发站了起来,一抖手中之刀,怒声喝道:“兄弟们,就让我们拉几个垫背的!”
刷刷刷,他旗下的几十个弟兄全部站起来,视死如归的望向四周围拢过来的蛮兵,那些蛮兵面露的凶狠,似要将他们撕碎。
“来,尝尝爷爷们手里的大刀!”候大发对着四周喝着。
四周的蛮兵已经围绞上来,候大发知是个死,更无畏惧,那几十个兄弟也无畏惧,就让这最后一刻,血撒杀场。
“杀!!!”
候大发暴吼而出,带领旗下几十个兄弟一跃而上。
却听见,嗖嗖嗖嗖,几只利箭穿云而来,在他们惊愕之中,却见这箭声倒下的,不是自己人,而是对面的蛮兵。
却见,从那蛮兵外围之后,大队人马奔袭而来,杀得那些蛮兵一个措手不及。
候大发定神一看,为首的正是那昔日的兄弟傅小蛙,正带领着众多兄弟围杀而回。
这时一个土匪兵大笑道:“哈哈哈,候大发,你小子还活着啊,不枉傅兄弟回来救你!”
在绝境中望到这一切,死去那么多弟兄,都不曾让他候大发落过一滴泪,而现在他却泪流满面。
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