The next day, it was dark.
The overseer woke up the prisoners and went to the fodder to feed the horses.
When passing by the training ground, all the military officers were also nodding their heads. What is interesting is that all the generals and senior officials were all dressed in white and had a heavy heart.
"Don't look at it, be careful of losing your head." Liu Dan pulled Song Che.
Song Che lowered his head and asked softly: "Doctor Liu, you are the best informed. What happened to them?"
Liu Dan whispered: "Have you seen those people standing on the stage? They are all generals in the military camp. The person who can make them wear white clothes to mourn is probably a big shot who died."
"Really?" Song Che was secretly happy in his heart. Nine times out of ten, Kui Mu really poisoned him to death. The capital of Hu State must be in chaos at this moment, right?
"Also, yesterday they asked us to clean the training ground, and today they asked us to feed the horses. I guess they are probably going to attack Wengcheng." Liu Dan lowered his voice.
"War?" Song Che's eyes lit up, "When the Hu soldiers attack, the military camp will be empty. Don't we have a chance to escape?"
"Oh, please keep your voice down, my eldest nephew!" Liu Dan quickly covered Song Che's mouth, "You have to keep the word "escape" in your stomach! If the barbarians hear it, we will all All must die!"
Song Che raised his eyebrows, when did I become a nephew?
Liu Dan pulled Song Che aside and whispered: "You didn't know it when you first came to the military camp. Once these barbarians go out to fight, they will definitely drag us along and let us be the vanguard and human shields! Originally, there were people in this military camp. More than 800 prisoners died, and only 300 of us were left!"
In ancient times, when two armies fought, especially in siege battles, the first step was a hail of arrows, which charged at the vanguard. To put it bluntly, they were death squads, serving as backstops for the cavalry behind them.
Liu Dan said again: "Young man, don't be afraid. If they really want to capture you and use you as a human shield, I will tell you that you are my distant nephew. If you can heal the horses with me, you can stay in the military camp."
"Well... thank you very much."
but,
The situation on the battlefield is chaotic, and if you can take advantage of the chaos to escape, it is still a way to leave; but if you stay in the military camp, although your personal safety is guaranteed, you will always be passive and may not be able to leave for the rest of your life.
Song Che spent the next whole day feeding the horses.
Returning to the camp at night, the prisoners of war fell asleep after a tiring day.
Song Che sat by the fire, took out the hay stolen from the forage yard from his crotch, used a wooden stick as a sewing needle, and started knitting like wool.
"Niece, if you don't take the time to rest, what are you doing?" Liu Dan asked curiously.
Song Che smiled and said, "The weather is too cold. I want to make a piece of clothing out of hay and wear it inside to keep warm."
"Uh... haha..." Liu Dan shook his head and said with a smile: "Look at your weaving skills, I think you are really skilled. Rough people like us can't do such delicate work."
That's not true. After all, he also made his fortune in the cloth industry and has some knowledge of textiles.
But he didn't want to knit warm clothes, but "anti-arrow clothes".
Don't look at the fragility of these hays. As long as they are thick and compact enough, they can also be effective in preventing sharp weapons.
Yes, Song Che has decided to be a vanguard. Rather than staying in the military camp and eking out a living, it's better to take the initiative into your own hands.
As long as he can ensure that he is not shot to death by flying arrows, he can fall to the ground and pretend to be dead!
During the long night, he kept knitting like this. He didn't know how long it took, but it was at least four or five hours.
Song Che rubbed his tired eyes and raised the "Four Different" arrow-proof vests in front of him. If Shen Wenjun and Qin Ruo saw this "new style", they would definitely laugh until their stomachs hurt.
The hay was braided into three layers inside and out. Song Che tried to poke it with a sharpened stick. Although he could still break through it with great force, at least it was a layer of defense.
He put the anti-arrow jacket close to his skin. Since the space in the crotch was really limited, he didn't steal much material. The knitted anti-arrow jacket could only cover the area above the navel, but most of the important organs of the human body are on the upper chest. , the protective effect has been achieved.
In order to add more defense, Song Che took off his hard-soled cowhide boots and made a pad the size of two palms, stuck on the chest and heart. In this way, no matter how sharp the arrow was, it could not hurt him. and his fatal wound.
After the inner lining was protected, he tore off a few strips of cloth from his clothes and twisted them into ropes. He picked a dozen strong dry firewood and tied them tightly side by side to his chest to add a layer of protection.
With three layers of protection, including a hay anti-arrow jacket, a hard cowhide gasket, and a wooden board, if you still get shot to death by an arrow, you will have to consider yourself unlucky.
After doing all this, Song Che went to the corner of the camp and picked out a pair of old boots with the same size as his feet - these were the relics of prisoners of war who could not endure torture and were starved, frozen, or beaten to death. They were all collected by Liu Dan, saying that he would go home one day and use these relics to build a tomb for his deceased comrades...
Song Che secretly sighed and went back to the fire. It was still a while before dawn. He had to seize the time to sleep, but it backfired. He just closed his eyes——
"Wow!"
The tent was opened, and a gust of cold wind carrying fine snow rushed in, freezing all the sleeping prisoners of war awake.
"Get up, get up! Gather at the military field within half a quarter of an hour. Anyone who is negligent will be beheaded on the spot!" The supervisor said hello and hurriedly left the tent.
The prisoners of war did not dare to delay and rushed to the military field quickly.
When Song Che and the others arrived at the training ground, all the troops in the military camp were fully armed and assembled, with a total of 20,000 soldiers and horses.
The overseer asked the soldiers to drag several baskets of ordnance and put them in front of the prisoners of war, and said loudly: "Each of you choose a weapon and armor that you can find handy, and wear them within half a quarter of an hour. At dawn today, we will take the Wengcheng in one fell swoop!"
"The Hu barbarians don't want us to attack our compatriots!"
"Yes! We swear to the death!"
"Brothers, fight them!"
A real man with passion in his chest and never forgets his home and country!
But the hot blood soon splashed on the battlefield, dragging a long blood trail.
"Who else doesn't want to go? I will help you now." The supervisor glanced coldly at the remaining prisoners of war.
It is integrity to swear to death, and it is not cowardly to swallow one's anger. One after another, the prisoners of war, dejectedly, picked up weapons and armor.
Song Che also planned to pick a fight, but Liu Dan grabbed him and said, "Eldest nephew, please stay with me and don't move. I will excuse you later."
Song Che shook his head, put aside Liu Dan's hand, and said goodbye: "Doctor Liu, if we are lucky enough to meet again in the future, I will treat you as a true uncle and nephew, but now, I have to give it a try."
Liu Dan froze on the spot.
Song Che came to the basket. All the armors were in tatters, some even had blood stains on them, and the weapons were just blunt knives.
Song Che picked a piece of relatively strong plate armor and a relatively light short knife, and then returned to the team to prepare for departure.
Liu Dan was indeed left behind. For nomads, the role of veterinarians is too important.
"Let's go! We must arrive at Wengcheng before dawn!"
Braving the wind and snow, the whole army attacks!
Liu Dan stood at the side of the military field, staring at the prisoners of war with tears in his eyes. He watched batch after batch of compatriots go to death. He felt more sad than anyone else and felt more lonely than anyone else.
"Eldest nephew, Xiao Wu, A Diao..." He called the names of all the prisoners of war loudly and without repetition, and finally shouted at the top of his lungs:
"You must live!"
