nbsp;   如果换作平时，这句话是多么平淡，而在这时，却是在众士兵的心里的重击。那些士兵泪流满面，眼下的都是什么局面，数万蛮兵远远望不到边际，四处黑烟弥漫，巨象在咆哮，利箭在虚空中穿梭夺命。在这个时候来的送粮队，还有人给他们这一群没有明天的人送来粮食。

    上面的士兵不顾一切，顶着满天的箭雨，也要拼死给他们打开大门。

    一个个的士兵在转动着木轮机关将沉重的大门拉起，城墙上的士兵舍命不顾地顶着箭雨回射给他们掩护。

    傅小蛙的粮队，终于冲进孤城之中，只听着身后沉重的城门轰然落下，这一切，才回归平静。

    傅小蛙跳下马来，大口大口地喘着气，望着一个个前来迎接泪流满面的士兵，露出欣慰的笑容。

    “你们的，粮食……”

    傅小蛙的交付，为首的领队缓缓地走过来，不知道用何种语言来叙说在这绝地之中，所面临的感动。

    他含着泪，紧紧地握住傅小蛙的手，他只有泪流，不知该说什么。他们决心一死，可以流血，却绝不流泪，却想不到在赴死之前，还要被人哭成狗。

    “谢谢……”领队从喉咙里梗咽出两个字，心里涌起的情感，让他再一次抓紧傅小蛙的手再道一声：“谢谢！”

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