War is a game for the brave.
It's even more of a slap. This slap will knock the coward back to his original shape. It's so cruel and ruthless that it will make the coward who calls himself a tough guy run away with his head in his arms.
An old pawn is a brave man and a warrior.
The new soldiers are cowards, at least, they are cowards now.
They did not engage in close combat with the enemy and thieves, but stood at the rear with vomit on their mouths, trembling legs, and even wanted to close their eyes.
Shura field means death fighting pit.
The most primitive, the most brutal, and the bloodiest, in which they compete for the right to live.
During this process, the body will be exposed to cold weapons, and blood and flesh and blood will be used to embellish this death pit with the most mind-numbing cruelty.
After fear comes explosion.
Many new soldiers broke out. They couldn't bear to stand there with their wet trousers and vomiting. It was not an explosion of courage, but an explosion of fear.
More than thirty new soldiers, holding their swords high, rushed towards the old soldiers.
They also have to kill the enemy or be slaughtered by the enemy.
At this moment, it's not that they are not afraid of death, but they don't want to watch anymore. It has nothing to do with courage, it is just a situation that will inevitably occur on the battlefield, that is, participation, participation as a matter of course, killing or being slaughtered as a matter of course. .
More and more new recruits rushed into the settlement, stumbling and stumbling, still looking so embarrassed, their ferocious faces reflected in the firelight. Even if I couldn't become a warrior, I didn't want to remain a coward on this battlefield.
Because the veterans have said that there is a kind of person on the battlefield who is more hateful than a deserter, and that is the person who stands there, just standing there and watching, helpless and indifferent.
This kind of person is more terrifying than a deserter.
Because deserters, just deserters, just ran away.
But the soldiers standing there motionless will make their comrades think that they are taking care of them and are their strong backing, and that they can give their back to them.
And this kind of people, indifferent people, are the most hateful, because they just watch, let their colleagues have expectations, do nothing, just watch.
The new recruits don’t want to be this kind of people. They have already been deserters once. They don’t want to be the most hated people on the battlefield anymore. Even if they step into the battlefield and face life and death, if they can’t defeat fear, then they will fight with fear. Fight, or die in fear. They have suffered enough humiliation, humiliation, humiliation, enough, really enough. Even if they can't become old soldiers, they don't want to let the old soldiers look down on them anymore.
Xu Tianchen also wanted to rush forward, but his legs still felt like lead.
Thirty steps away, there were stumps and corpses.
Some of these corpses were chopped to death by Lin Gu, and almost none of them was complete.
Suddenly, these corpses moved, and a Liang Thief, covered in blood, struggled to get up. His left arm was missing a section, his eyes were blood red, and there were some pieces of meat hanging on his beard.
When the cold thief stood up, many of the new soldiers beside Xu Tianchen were paralyzed with fear.
Even Xu Tianchen was like this. The long knife in his hand fell to the ground.
Liang Thief picked up a scimitar and walked over step by step as if he couldn't feel the pain of a broken arm.
This cold thief knew that he could not live or run, and would definitely die, but before he died, he needed to fight, kill, or be killed, because this was a battlefield.
There was obviously only one cold thief, but behind Xu Tianchen, there were three people beside him. Including him, there were four new soldiers in total, four new soldiers in total. The new soldiers holding long swords were dominated by fear.
The cool thief is getting closer and closer, like an evil ghost demanding life.
Xu Tianchen finally shouted and cried.
"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, thief, it's a thief, he's not dead, he's not dead, Lao Liu, Master Liu, where are you? Master Liu, help me quickly!"
Mr. Liu, not far behind him, and a few old soldiers were just squatting there, motionless.
Several old soldiers gritted their teeth.
This is also a skill taught by veterans of the wolf-catching army. They cannot take action. Their lives are their own and they need to fight for themselves. At least, this is the case for new soldiers.
The cool thief was getting closer and closer. Xu Tianchen wanted to turn around and run away, but his body refused to obey him anyway.
With a "pop", Xu Tianchen also collapsed on the ground, showing his most unbearable scene, incontinence.
The cold thief with a broken arm was so burly, with a naked upper body and bulging muscles. He was approaching step by step, making him unable to resist.
In the darkness, the few veterans showed no signs of disappointment. Master Liu finally spoke and roared.
"I retreat!"
The veterans behind him also shouted: "I retreat!"
Xu Tianchen, who was slumped on the ground, had a trance in his eyes, and subconsciously shouted: "I retreat!"
With the sound of "I retreat", Xu Tianchen and several new recruits seemed to have regained control of their bodies. At least, their brains had resumed thinking, and so had their mouths.
"I retreated, and my wife and daughter were insulted by the thieves and abused in every possible way."
Xu Tianchen couldn't help shouting the next sentence, and his sweaty palms felt the long knife in his hand.
Time seemed to slow down, and scenes appeared in my mind.
The first time they shouted these two words, they felt endless humiliation.
Shouting every day, shouting every time when eating, from humiliation, to unwillingness, to wanting to prove something, like a curse, they will retreat. After retreating, parents, wives, daughters, children and grandchildren will be humiliated. They will be slaughtered, and they have to shout every day, and they have to shout every day.
"I retreat, I retreat, I retreat!!!"
Xu Tianchen panted heavily, and his eyes slowly turned blood red.
"I'll quit and give birth to my parents!"
"The thieves stabbed me indiscriminately. The swords cut into my bones, and my skin and flesh were torn open. I will die with my eyes open!"
A new soldier suddenly grabbed his sword tightly and slowly climbed up, roaring.
"If I retreat, the house will be filled with fireworks, the baby will be trampled by wild horses!"
Another new soldier pulled Xu Tianchen up, grabbed the long knife tightly with his right hand, stared at the Liang thief who was slowly approaching, and breathed in the smelly air.
Xu Tianchen's handsome face slowly turned ferocious.
One roar after another, gradually becoming clearer, coming from the darkness and coming from all directions.
"If I retreat, my parents will die, my children will die, my wife and daughter will die!"
"If I retreat, my parents, my intestines will be pierced, my belly will be rotten, my blood will spray out, and I will die with my eyes open!"
"I retreat, my wife and daughter, their clothes are torn..."
"I retreat..."
"I retreat..."
I retreat loudly, shouted from the mouths of every new soldier on the battlefield.
The sound of "I retreat", the sound of "I retreat", formed an instinctive reaction, a physical reaction, and extremely humiliating words in the camp, which rang through the sky and the earth.
"I am Xu Tianchen!" Xu Tianchen finally rushed out, holding the long knife with both hands, and slashed hard: "Never retreat!"
This cry, like a charge, never recedes, clear, like the sound of a drum, integrated into their bodies, their blood, their internal organs, turned into courage, turned into the two words engraved in the souls of soldiers Word---Guard!
"Never retreat!"
"Never retreat!"
"Never retreat!"
The battlefield was filled with the words "never retreat", as well as voices of anger and shouts.
"I retreat" has transformed into ---- never retreat.
The new soldier who catches the wolf steps into the battlefield and joins this brave game.
The cold thief who brought infinite fear to Xu Tianchen and the three new recruits was dead, with half of his head cut off.
Xu Tianchen, like a cheetah hungry for blood, rushed towards the battlefield without hesitation, with three new soldiers behind him.
The cold thief who fell to Xu Tianchen was given something, something that the new wolf-catchers carried on their backs, which had nothing to do with killing, but protection.
Not only Xu Tianchen, many new soldiers who were stagnant, cowardly, and vomiting shouted "never retreat" and entered the Shura field without hesitation, turning into flames that devoured everything, killing and slaughtering.
Because they will never retreat, never retreat, because they want to protect their houses, their parents, their wives and daughters, and everything they should protect.
New soldiers, never quit!
Catch the wolf and never retreat!
