Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

"That's different. I don't want to see you freezing to death on the mountain." Ling Yunzhi's words were irrefutable.

"Everyone, please put on extra layers of clothing, as thick as you can.

Bring me all the food.”

Even though Ling Yunzhi said so much, there are still people begging desperately.

Ling Yunzhi could understand this.

The soldiers fought a very hard battle.

"Okay, if you want to take these weapons, then take them. But you can't let these weapons cost you your life.

You must obey my orders."

When they climbed to the top of the mountain, they realized how correct what Li Yunzhi said was.

People cannot teach people, but things can teach people once and for all.

"We must all listen to the old squad leader."

“Take as much wine as you can, and boil the chilies in water.

Each person should bring at least one pound of dried chili peppers.

The food of these white dogs is good. Let's set off after we have eaten and drunk enough."

"Everyone should find two strong wooden sticks, no less than 50 centimeters long, and tie them horizontally to their feet."

"Each of you find two more sticks to use as walking sticks."

Everyone underestimated the huge snow-capped mountain in front of them.

In their opinion, there is not much difference between climbing a mountain over 2000 meters high and climbing a mountain over 4000 meters high.

At most it's just a little higher.

Ling Yunzhi promised them to carry weapons, and they must obey Ling Yunzhi's orders 100%.

Puffs of smoke rose from the battlefield.

Everyone quickly collected the enemy's water bottles. Everyone was carrying at least two bottles, one filled with liquor, and the other filled with chili water and soup.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they took a lot of dried meat and staggered towards Jiajin Mountain.

Although they were extremely reluctant, each of them still put on more than a dozen pieces of clothing.

The soldiers were dressed like penguins, just like the black people who robbed the clothing store for free.

All of them faltered.

Ling Yunzhi stuffed a lot of wheat straw into his clothes.

That night, everyone rushed to the foot of the mountain, where a drizzle was falling.

"We'll spend the night at the foot of the mountain and start climbing in the early morning."

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

Kong Jie and a few others came over and asked, "Old squad leader, what's the point of carrying these iron rods and ropes on your body?"

"It can save lives at a critical moment, but I don't want to use it."

That night, the drizzle turned into hail.

Although the hailstones were not big, they fell down with a crackling sound and hit people very painfully.

When Li Yunlong saw this, he quickly picked up the big pot and put it on his head.

He lifted the big pot and ran to Ling Yunzhi, and the two of them huddled under the big pot.

Half an hour later, the hail stopped and a cold wind blew.

Only then did everyone realize how correct Ling Yunzhi's words were.

Although many people were wearing more than a dozen layers of clothes, they still felt themselves being blown through by the wind.

Before daybreak, everyone started climbing the mountain.

Because everyone had a wooden stick tied under their feet.

You won't sink too deep into the snow, which saves a lot of energy.

The bodies of soldiers could be seen everywhere along the way. These soldiers were thinly dressed and had been frozen stiff.

Under an old pine tree, an old quartermaster sat there, holding out his hand as if asking for matches from his fellow travelers.

The snow covered his whole body, and he stood there like a crystal monument.

The pipe in the old quartermaster's hand had already been soaked by the fire and snow, and the pipe bowl had been burnt black.

Kong Jie walked over and rolled him a cigarette: "Old comrade, although I don't know which unit you are from, it is fate that we meet by chance.

I have already finished my tobacco leaves. I use mulberry leaves to roll this cigarette.

Just take a couple of puffs."

Seeing Kong Jie's eyes were red, Ling Yunzhi kicked him directly: "Why are you dawdling like that? Hurry up and leave."

Suddenly, a cough was heard from the front.

There were a few people sitting under a rock not far away.

"Is there anyone alive? Move your eyes." Ling Yunzhi ran over quickly.

Another cough was heard among the crowd, these people were already frozen stiff.

"Save people..."

"Old squad leader, how can we save him?"

"Take off their shirts, expose their chests, grab the snow and rub it back and forth on their chests.

After rubbing them to warm them up, give them wine or chili water."

Everyone sprang into action immediately. These people were already frozen stiff, and even their eyeballs could not move.

Ling Yunzhi opened the chest of a soldier, scooped up a handful of snow, and rubbed it quickly on his chest.

After a while, a cloud of water vapor rose up.

Although Ling Yunzhi's hands were frozen, he still didn't dare to slow down and rubbed them back and forth quickly.

After a while, a hint of red appeared on the chest of the frozen soldier.

Soon, the soldier began to cough rapidly, and the coughing became more and more violent.

"Have a sip of wine to warm your body first." Ling Yunzhi unscrewed the kettle and handed it over.

After the soldier took a big sip of wine, he finally recovered and gasped for breath.

"Are you frozen? Why are you wearing so little clothes?" Ling Yunzhi pulled out a large bundle of wheat straw from behind and stuffed it into the soldier's chest.

Then he took another piece of sheepskin, turned it over and placed the furry side against his stomach.

After drinking, the soldier's face gradually turned rosy.

"Can I still leave?"

"I can still walk."

"Tie this rope around your waist. We'll walk in front, and we'll pull you every few steps."

Ling Yunzhi and his dozen or so companions rescued people along the way.

Zhang Dabiao was soaked with sweat. The barrel of this Maxim heavy machine gun weighed dozens of kilograms.

The higher they climbed, the less strength they had. The air on the mountain became thinner and thinner.

As the wind blew over, Zhang Dabiao and the other men carrying weapons immediately felt a chill all over their bodies.

Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but shiver all over.

"Da Biao, do you want weapons or life? Without life, you can't transport the weapons. With life, you can steal more weapons."

Zhang Dabiao nodded.

He gave a light push, and the barrel of the Maxim heavy machine gun was thrown off by him.

The barrel rolled down the hillside quickly, turning into a snowball that got bigger and bigger.

"You should have done this a long time ago."

"You should use all your strength to save a few people."

Without the heavy machine gun, Zhang Dabiao suddenly felt relaxed all over.

They rescued people as they went, and the team of more than a dozen people grew larger and larger.

Everyone followed Ling Yunzhi's method and rescued all those who were in a coma and dying.

By the time they reached the pass, the team had grown from a dozen people to more than 300 people.