At this time, someone held a sword to intercept for him.
Xiong Bing's voice came over: "Zi Wen (characterized by Wu Chun), you have worked hard, go down and rest quickly."
Wu Chun took a look and saw that Xiong Bing was leading about fifty people. It didn't look like they were a mix of security groups and chabas.
Their abilities were far superior to Wu Chun's. Thinking of this, Wu Chun immediately felt relieved.
Xiong Bing occupies the position at the front, which is exactly where Wu Chun was standing just now.
Seeing the rebel rockets crossing the table array, he waved his sword and shouted, "Well done."
With a clang, the rocket was shot down by him immediately, and a messenger immediately came forward to extinguish the fire with river sand.
Wu Chun nodded, not coquettishly, greeted Solangeji and others, and went down from the roof to rest.
Solangeji glanced at the quilt reluctantly, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Master, I have a way to deal with the rebel rockets." He bowed to Wu Chun.
Wu Chun was overjoyed and asked happily: "What method?"
"Master, can't it be solved if the roof is covered with wet quilts?" Solangeji asked while wiping the sweat from his forehead while getting off the ladder.
Wu Chun thought for a while and shook his head: "Your idea is good, but unfortunately it is not realistic."
"Why is it unrealistic?" Solangeji asked puzzledly.
Wu Chun looked at the rocket in the air, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then continued: "First, we need a lot of quilts. Where can we find so many quilts? Second, after the quilts get wet, their weight increases more than ten times." , whether the roof can afford it is still a question.”
"Zi Wen, thank you for your hard work." After Wu Chun came down, Xiong Min looked at him several times before recognizing him.
He immediately stepped forward to greet him and patted him on the shoulder personally. "Seeing so many rockets coming, I was frightened. I was worried that the gate tower would be difficult to save. I didn't expect that you actually stopped it."
"Captain Xiong, it's not hard work." Wu Chun shook his head, looked at the group of Chaba civilian army officers behind him, and replied calmly.
Seeing the black stripes on Wu Chun's face, pointing at Wu Chun's painted face like a finger, he couldn't help laughing.
"Chief Xiong, there are too many rockets, and the smoke and ink are stained on the hands. There is too much sweat, and it touches the face through the fingers." Wu Chun knew what Xiong Min was laughing at and said embarrassedly.
Xiong Min stepped forward and said emphatically: "Zi Nuan, why aren't you working hard? Your face is so stained with sweat and smoke that you almost can't recognize it."
After Xiong Min finished speaking, he stepped forward and patted the shoulders of the security regiment soldiers and civilian army officers who had just come down from the roof of the gate tower to express comfort, and kept saying "hard work".
Wu Chun and the soldiers of the security group were fine, but all the officers of the Chaba People's Army had tears in their eyes.
There is no harm without comparison. In the past, those nobles would never come over to ask for help.
Anyway, these chabas are slaves under their rule, and they should do these things.
If these bad guys don't do what they do, the only outcome will be death.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." They bowed and expressed their gratitude to Xiong Min while sobbing.
Wu Chun smiled and looked at the group of soldiers behind him: "Captain Xiong, they performed well tonight and intercepted many rockets from the rebels. I would like to take them as my subordinates. Is that possible?"
When Wu Chun heard this, the hearts of these Chaba officers almost jumped out of their chests, and they all looked at Xiong Min.
Wu Chun was just the next corps commander, and he had the privilege of accepting a corps soldier.
But now he has received too many soldiers, even more than twice his troops.
This was far beyond his authority, so he had to think of other ways.
Xiong Min did not have this authority originally, but he was the people-friendly deputy captain and could report directly to the general Xiong Zezhong.
Wu Chun originally had no such idea, but when he saw Xiong Min coming to offer condolences, he took the opportunity to propose it.
Xiong Min looked at these Chaba civilian army officers and saw that all of them had black smoke on their faces and tired faces.
Contrary to their tired expressions, the eyes of these Chaba civilian army officers were flashing with fire.
Obviously, they were full of hope for Wu Chun's sermon and hoped that they could join the ranks of the heavenly soldiers and generals sent by Manjushri Bodhisattva.
"Zinuan, it seems you are impatient to be promoted?" He asked jokingly instead of commenting.
Upon hearing this, the eyes of these civilian army officers suddenly dimmed.
Wu Chun looked at these Chaba officers and replied jokingly: "Captain Xiong, of course. Of course my subordinates can't wait to be promoted. Don't you have more subordinates?"
"Zi Nuan, there are too many people. There are twice as many people as you originally had. Don't you think so?" Xiong Min looked at the manpower on both sides and frowned.
When Wu Chun heard this, he knew that it would not be easy to convince Xiong Min.
He was not arrogant and bowed his hands to the Xiong people: "I would like to report to Commander Xiong that although there are many people, they are extremely loyal and are not afraid of hardships or death. What is rare is that they are also very young and strong. So. The subordinates requested that they be allowed to join the security team.”
"You don't have as many troops as the other side. Can you control them?" Xiong Min looked at both sides again and asked worriedly.
Wu Chun nodded and bowed: "Of course I can control them. I control them on the roof." After saying that, he winked at Solangeji.
Solangeji had also been observing the conversation between the two. When he saw the master wink at him, he immediately understood its meaning.
Sonamdeji pulled Tsering Rigzin and turned to the other Chaba civilian soldiers and shouted loudly: "Kneel down."
Hearing the shouts of their thirty captain, all the Chaba officers fell to their knees with a thud.
"Sir, we will always believe in Manjushri Bodhisattva and will always be controlled by my master! If we violate our oath, heaven will strike with lightning." Solangeji led his men to kneel down and worship, while solemnly swearing to heaven.
Hearing that Solangeji not only swore with his men, but also addressed Wu Chun in a special way, Xiong Min couldn't help but look carefully at this group of Chaba officers.
After sizing up this group of Chaba officers, he looked back at Wu Chun and suddenly asked: "Zinuan, is Suo Lang your apprentice?"
"Exactly, Suo Lang is my disciple." Wu Chun bowed his hands and answered respectfully.
Xiong Min clasped his hands behind his back, and the group of kneeling Chabas turned around a few times.
He suddenly stopped and said solemnly to the group of chabas: "Remember your words, you must always accept Zi Nuan's control."
Solangeji didn't understand the meaning of these words and couldn't help but look at Wu Chun.
"Captain Xiong has agreed for you to join the security group." Wu Chun understood what Xiong Min meant and glared at the group of bad officers, "You still haven't thanked Commander Xiong."
Solangeji and others couldn't help but feel overjoyed and felt full of energy and strength.
They all kowtowed to each other: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."
"Now that you are all lords, don't call me master anymore. Also, the security team doesn't like kowtow." Xiong Min smiled and made the next armrest gesture.
After being confirmed by Xiong Min personally, all the Chaba officers were extremely happy.
In fact, Xiong Min basically agreed when he heard Wu Chun introduce this group of Chaba officers to join the security group.
The reason why he said the following words is to prove that joining the security group is not easy, and these poor officers should cherish it.
Xiong Min coughed, with a serious look on his face, and said to Wu Chun and Solangeji: "Now you are the chief, and Suolang and Wang Min are also deputy chiefs. I will hand over these dozen people now." You three must take good care of them without making any mistakes."
"No." Wu Chun and the other three were overjoyed and congratulated each other.
When Wu Chun and others came down from the roof of the gate tower, they all had more or less injuries, some from burns and some from arrow wounds.
The head nurse Chen Xue hurriedly led a group of nurses, immediately took out burn ointment, white elixir, etc., and stepped forward to treat them.
At the same time, a group of soldiers came forward to make tea for them.
This is not only Zui Chunfeng green tea, but also butter tea.
The security team members all thought it was normal, but Solangeji was all moved to tears.
It's different for them to join the security team. They feel like they are being treated as a family here.
Xiong Min nodded. At this time, the next soldier came over and knelt down on one leg to report to him: "Report to the leader of the Xiong formation. I will report anything to you privately."
After speaking, he looked at Wu Chunsuo Langdeji and others, indicating that it was not convenient to report something here.
Hearing what the soldiers said, Solangeji and others picked up their tea bowls and were about to leave.
"They are all our lords. They say what they say. What's the shame?" Xiong Min glared at him and laughed and cursed.
Hearing what Xiong Min said, the soldier hesitated again and again, and finally said: "Tell Commander Xiong that the rebel offensive is too powerful. Commander Commander needs you to send troops to the battlefield."
Xiong Bing is a big man and a full-time official, so the soldiers affectionately call him the chief of the formation.
Xiong Min was the second officer and deputy, and the soldiers affectionately called him the little formation leader.
"We will go to the battlefield immediately." After hearing the soldier's report, Wu Chun put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up from his seat, and was about to rush out.
Xiong Min held his shoulders, patted his shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Sit down, you just came down from the battlefield, now it's time for you to rest."
"Captain Xiong, but the situation is urgent now and we need to go to the battlefield." Wu Chun shook his head and looked at Xiong Min with a firm look on his face.
Xiong Min still held him tightly, shook his head, and said in an unquestionable tone: "The chief of the formation just asked us to go to support, and did not let you go up."
"But the battlefield is tight. We are fine and should go up." Wu Chun still insisted on his idea.
Seeing that Wu Chun remained unmoved, Xiong Min became a little angry and ordered in a deep voice: "Execute the order."
"No." Wu Chun bowed his hands, but still said reluctantly, "Array Commander, please give me an order if necessary, and my subordinates will be here soon."
"That's okay." Xiong Minbao patted him on the shoulder and went out with a group of subordinates.
Although Wu Chun, Solangeji and others were resting in the gate tower, the sounds of explosions on the city wall, the bangs of the rebels' hammers on the Eight Immortals Table, the shouts of the rebels, and the shouts of the security team could not be heard.
You couldn't see the smoke at night, but the constant coughing sounds proved that the smoke was constantly coming from outside.
In fact, the gate tower is on the city wall, but it is a separate building, separated from the wall stacks by only one door.
More than a dozen people were drinking tea and looking outside through the Xuan window.
Although Wu Chun and others are sitting here drinking tea, their hearts are already on the battlefield.
After finally finishing the butter tea in his hand, Solangeji stretched out his arms and bowed to Wu Chun: "Master, I feel that I have almost rested."
"Where are you Tsering?" Wu Chun did not comment, but looked at the other Chaba officers who had just joined the security regiment.
They were on the roof just now. Not only were they physically tired, but their hearts were also tired.
The roof of the gate tower was sloping and it was in the air. Wu Chun felt that they should have a good rest.
Tsering Rigzin bowed and said gratefully: "Excuse me, I have rested. You can go out."
A dozen people holding torches walked from the gate tower to the city wall, where they saw Xiong Bing's soldiers and horses drinking water and taking the opportunity to rest.
Although it was dark, under the illumination of rockets and torches, the men's faces were covered with black smoke.
"Zi Nuan, your hands are sore from throwing just now. Let's take this opportunity to take a rest." A senior officer named Liu Qing said embarrassedly when he saw Wu Chun coming over, his voice was a little hoarse.
Wu Chun was extremely moved and a little embarrassed.
They were resting in the gate tower just now, and what they drank was not boiled water, but tea.
Next to them were baskets containing basket after basket of thunder.
Not far away is the wall stack, with three levels of Eight Immortals tables staggered on it. This is the table array.
The Eight Immortals tables must be stacked at a price, just like building a wall with bricks, so as to ensure the stability of the Eight Immortals tables.
The Eight Immortals tables on the upper two floors are not directly supported by anyone. Instead, the table legs are tied to wooden sticks and supported by two people.
On the bottom floor of the Eight Immortals Table, there are a group of people holding the Eight Immortals Table's legs with both hands, trying their best to resist.
At this time, the Eight Immortals Table heard banging sounds, which were obviously being hit by the rebels with big hammers.
Not only that, under the beating of the rebels, a rattling sound came from the table array.
The situation is very serious and the rebels must be driven back and cannot be allowed to attack.
Wu Chun bowed his hands and bowed to Liu Qing: "Zidai, thank you for your hard work. You are also exhausted. Take a good rest."
After saying that, Wu Chun lit one with the torch in his hand, counted three breaths and then threw it out.
Not long after he threw it, he heard several screams accompanied by explosions coming from the table array. Apparently someone had been hit by the thunder.
"You guys should try it too. After igniting the thunder, count three breaths and then throw it out." Wu Chun said to Solangeji and others, "Disciple, come and try it first."
"No." Solangeji picked up a thunderbolt from the basket, lit it and threw it from the table array.
He even forgot to count and threw it out after lighting it.
Since it takes five breaths for the thunder to explode after being ignited, there was no explosion sound for a while, and it took a long time before the explosion sound was heard.
Wu Chun shook his head and said to Solangeji: "You don't have to be afraid. This thunder will take five breaths to explode. Although you can injure and kill the rebels after you lit it just now, they are usually ground rebels. They have already It doesn’t mean much if you’re seriously injured.”
Although Wu Chun spoke softly, Solangeji felt very embarrassed and couldn't help but lower his head.
"Master, I'm sorry, my disciple didn't do well." Solangeji said.
Wu Chun shook his head and said with a smile: "You performed well, better than me. After I started to light it, I was so scared that I forgot to throw it. If it weren't for the sharp eyes and quick hands, I might have been blown up by the thunder."
"What, Master, you almost blew yourself up?" Solangeji looked at Wu Chun in disbelief, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.
The other Chaba officers were even more unbearable, and they were all dumbfounded.
Wu Chun nodded and said earnestly: "It's the same the first time. As long as you break the courage, it will be fine in the future. Remember, you must count and you can throw it after three breaths."
After saying that, Wu Chun lit another thunderbolt with a torch and threw it across the table array towards the rebels outside.
Not long after he threw it, with the sound of the explosion, another rebel screamed, obviously being hit again.
"No." After Solangeji lit the thunder, he counted and threw it.
But this time he didn't have three breaths, only two breaths and threw it out.
Rumbling, it still exploded, but no one screamed. Obviously, it might have fallen to the ground outside the city and exploded.
Solangeji felt ashamed and said softly: "Master, my disciple has not done well."
"Yes, you have made rapid progress and have been able to control it within two breaths. Next time, you will throw it after three breaths." After Wu Chun finished speaking, he lit another thunderbolt and threw it after three breaths.
Along with the sound of the explosion, another rebel screamed.
Solangeji nodded, and immediately calmed down when he heard Wu Chun show him off.
After lighting it this time, he counted quietly and threw it out after three breaths. Sure enough, he heard the scream of a rebel after the explosion.
With Solangeji taking the lead, the Chaba officers followed suit one by one and soon mastered the technique of detonating thunder.
Solangeji lit another thunderbolt and threw it after three breaths.
What surprised him was that no one screamed after the explosion.
Solangeji looked at Wu Chun in confusion, and asked anxiously: "Master, this time it was a three-breath throw, and it also exploded. Why didn't you hear the screams of the rebels?"
Where's the scream? "
