Bright Sword: I am Li Yunlong's old squad leader

There was a loud crack of thunder.

Immediately afterwards, there was a howling wind and heavy rain, mixed with huge hailstones that fell on people's heads.

Li Yunlong was a shrewd guy. He just took a marching pot and put it on his head.

Li Yunlong ran to Wang Tianyou carrying the huge marching pot.

"Squad leader, you come in too, don't get hit by the hail."

The huge hailstones were bigger than chestnuts.

It hit the camp pot, making a clanging sound.

The crowd had no choice but to take off their military uniforms and wrap them around their heads to protect themselves from being hit by the hail.

Soon, the Songpan grassland became a vast ocean.

The weeds that just now seemed to be taller than my knees were now all soaked in water.

The hail stopped, but the heavy rain continued.

"Comrades, don't waste time, let's get going."

"Sergeant, let's wait here for a while. It's raining non-stop. Let's leave after the rain stops." Zhang Dabiao's eyes were blinded by the rain and he couldn't open them at all.

"No, we are already two days behind."

"Many comrades were short of clothes after entering the grassland. We are carrying sufficient supplies and weapons, so we will save as many as we can."

Li Yunlong and his men had no idea how many soldiers were buried forever in this grassland.

Wang Tianyou, who traveled through time, knew that according to post-war statistics, more than 20,000 brave Red Army soldiers were buried in the Songpan grassland.

"Brothers, let's go." Li Yunlong put the marching pot on his back.

Everyone stood on the mud sledge and supported it with bamboo poles.

The mud sled moved forward quickly against the wind and rain, like an arrow shot from a bow.

The rainstorm will not last all morning, and the strong wind will not last all night.

The heavy rain stopped after more than an hour.

These more than 200 people moved forward quickly.

Without a mud shovel, they could not walk more than 20 kilometers a day relying on their own legs.

Now this mud sled can move very fast in the mud and water, and can travel more than 20 kilometers in an hour.

"Look, there are our soldiers there."

Wang Tianyou quickly paddled the mud shovel towards a small tree not far away and rushed there.

Several Red Army soldiers were leaning against the small tree, with half of their bodies soaked in the cold muddy water.

When Wang Tianyou approached, he found that two of the soldiers had died heroically.

The other few people were pale and shaking like sieves.

"Comrades, wake up, wake up, and eat something quickly." Wang Tianyou pushed the soldiers and took out a few large cakes from the mud shovel.

When the soldiers were dying, they suddenly smelled the fragrance of pancakes and opened their eyes instantly.

"Is this a real cake? I am not dreaming."

"Eat quickly, there are plenty of cookies."

"We are not hungry. Give the bread to our squad leader. He has not eaten for five days."

Wang Tianyou looked at the squad leader whose body was already cold: "Your squad leader has died. You must stay alive, get out of the grassland, and eat quickly."

Wang Tianyou broke the cake into pieces and stuffed them into the mouths of these soldiers.

The soldiers ate with tears in their eyes.

"Li Yunlong, Kong Jie, everyone, move forward quickly. We must get these soldiers out of the grassland."

"Yes……"

Everyone paddled the mud sled and rushed forward quickly.

Wang Tianyou waited until these soldiers recovered some strength, then carried them onto the sled and paddled the sled forward quickly to chase after them.

After more than an hour, several hoarse shouts suddenly came from the front.

"Help, help! Someone has fallen into the swamp. Can anyone save us?"

Wang Tianyou looked around with a telescope for the sound of someone crying for help, but he could not see anything.

Zhang Dabiao paddled the mud sled and rushed quickly towards the direction where the sound came from.

When Zhang Dabiao reached a swamp, he found that several soldiers were about to sink in the swamp.

Only their two hands were exposed and they were flapping their arms and legs.

"Brothers, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you now." Zhang Dabiao slid the mud shovel directly into the swamp.

What he didn't expect was that his mud sledge was also slowly sinking.

Zhang Dabiao suddenly panicked. He quickly used a bamboo pole to push down, but it was bottomless and there was soft mud everywhere.

"Hurry up and save me." Zhang Dabiao shouted. At this moment, his mud sledge was about to sink into the muddy water.

"Da Biao, pull the bamboo pole out of the swamp and hand it to me." Li Yunlong roared.

Zhang Dabiao quickly pulled out the three-meter-long bamboo pole from the swamp.

Zhang Dabiao handed one end of the bamboo pole to Li Yunlong. Li Yunlong pulled hard and pulled Zhang Dabiao out with the mud.

"A comrade has fallen into the swamp. Do not rush to rescue him.

Give them bamboo poles or wooden sticks so they can grab them and then drag them out."

When everyone heard what Wang Tianyou said, they immediately followed suit.

They quickly stretched out the bamboo poles and wooden sticks in their hands towards the hands that were struggling desperately.

When the soldiers trapped deep in the swamp grabbed the bamboo pole, it was like they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Everyone worked together to drag them out of the zone of death.

After waiting for a few people to be dragged out, these people sat on the ground and cried loudly.

"It's okay, stop crying."

"Comrades, eat something. Regain some strength and keep moving forward. We have to rescue more people."

These warriors, covered in black mud, kept crying while eating.

"In order to save us, our leader fell into this swamp with his horse and drowned."

"All your field and mountain guns have sunk into the swamps. There are no more of them."

These warriors value their weapons more than their lives.

"Don't worry, as long as the people are safe, we will be able to get those weapons and equipment back from those white dogs sooner or later."

The crowd continued to move forward, rescuing people along the way, and by the time they were about to walk out of the grassland, their team had more than 10,000 people.

Those who were tired sat on the sled and moved forward, while those who were not tired staggered along on the grass.

With the help of the mud sled, they crossed the grassland in just two days, which would have taken a week to cross.

Wang Tianyou not only brought back more than 10,000 people, but also brought back more than 10,000 fires and more than 10,000 guns.

When we crossed the Songpan grassland, everyone sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

Li Yunlong and Kong Jie ran up to Wang Tianyou and saluted him respectfully.

"Old squad leader, I, Li Yunlong, have admired very few people in my life, and you are one of the people I admire the most."

"I, Old Kong, am impressed by you. If it weren't for you, Old Wang, all of these brothers would have died on this man-eating grassland."