A gust of night wind blew, and Wang Wenzuo tightened his cloak. The air was filled with the smell of earth and leaves. Beside the fire not far away, a soldier knelt on the ground, clasped his hands, and silently recited scriptures. To be honest, he didn't hate this feeling. It could make him forget about the war for a while and give his heart a moment of peace.
Wang Wenzuo now finally understands why both Tang and Baekje warriors believe in Buddhism so much: What every warrior who faces life and death fears most is not death, but the nothingness after death. After all, land, beauty, wealth, and power are not available to the dead. significance. The gorgeous sculptures and patterns in Buddhist temples, the smell of incense, the monks in cassocks reciting scriptures, and the solemn and sacred ceremonies all tell believers that there is a better and happier world outside this cruel world. There may be many difficulties in reaching the more eternal world on the other side, but compared to complete nothingness, this hope is so precious.
"It's a pity that I don't have this kind of blessing!" Wang Wenzuo sighed. Atheism has already penetrated his bones. In his eyes, who has seen modern civilization, those sculptures, fragrances, temples, scriptures, and rituals are just clumsy. It's a blessing and a curse that it's an outdated trick.
He will not be deceived, but he cannot deceive himself either. He can only open his eyes wide and face the cruel reality until death comes and he is shrouded in eternal nothingness.
The sound of horse hooves pulled Wang Wenzuo out of his thoughts. He raised his head and saw the messenger running towards him panting until he was stopped by the sentry.
"Let him come over!" Wang Wenzuo stood up, sat on the tree stump, and put the saber on his knees. The messenger knelt down on one knee four or five steps in front of Wang Wenzuo and said in a deep voice: "Join the army, and the governor will give you permission." The villain sent a message that the army has arrived in Sixian City!"
"I know!" Wang Wenzuo breathed a sigh of relief. This is good news. It means that his mission of breaking up the family has been completed. All that is left is to find a way to survive. He could completely dismantle the most critical torsion fiber group and automatic loading mechanical parts of the "Scorpion", burn all the rest of the baggage, and then march at full speed to get rid of the pursuers.
"Go get a good horse and return to Sixi City immediately. Report back to the Protector and tell him that everything is normal here. If nothing happens, you can return to Sixi City in two days at the latest!"
"yes!"
After the messenger left, Wang Wenzuo let out a long breath and decided to take a nap first. After all, there was still some time before dawn, which was enough to get some sleep. He wrapped his cloak tightly, lay on the ground heated by the fire, and soon fell asleep - until he was awakened by the deafening sound of trumpets in the darkness.
"Join the army, join the army!" Someone shook Wang Wenzuo's shoulders vigorously: "The enemy, the enemy is approaching!" Remember the website m.zw
Wang Wenzuo sat up feebly, lifted up his cloak, and the horn sounded wildly and urgently throughout the night sky, as if shouting: Fast, fast, fast. He heard people shouting, the clash of spears and spears, and the neighing of horses. Fortunately, there was no fighting.
"Damn it, didn't Wang Xiaoxian say that the enemy won't catch up with us until tomorrow night at the earliest? Where is that bastard?"
"I don't know!" Cui Hongdu's face was also ugly: "According to Tanqi, he is fighting the enemy's forward!"
"What the hell! He is my cavalry commander, not the leader. Now I need him to capture his people, not to draw the bow with his sword!" Wang Wenzuo cursed: "Hongdu, go to the cavalry team and kill those guys Hold on tight!"
"I obey!" Cui Hongdu was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, sang "hey" to Wang Wenzuo and left quickly. Wang Wenzuo then shouted: "Jun Yan, you replace Cui Hongdu as my deputy general. Everyone else, don't be in a daze here. Go to your own troops and get dressed up!"
"yes!"
"As you command!"
The officers dispersed, and Wang Wenzuo began to put on the armor with the help of Sancho. As a soldier and a member of the army, the armor Wang Wenzuo wore was of course the best in the arsenal - it was made of two layers of thick leather tanned by cooked cowhide and forged on the outside. The armor leaves are enough to withstand the cutting and slashing of swords and most arrows. The vital parts are polished with very bright copper mirrors to protect the heart. The thighs are protected by skirt armor, and the helmet takes into account both vision and protection. But no matter how good the armor is, it can't protect the defeated general. Wang Wenzuo couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
Sancho tightened the last lace, and Wang Wenzuo jumped on the horse. He felt that he might weigh a thousand pounds. I'm so sorry, old man. If you win this time, I'll give you twenty eggs! He stroked his mount's mane and thought to himself.
"Blow the trumpet and order each queue to form!"
As the fog in the air evaporated by the morning light, Wang Wenzuo could clearly see the formation of his own army. Under his command, the Chinese army crossed the road with carts, forming a simple barrier. Behind the barrier were three rows of archers, who were busy adjusting their bow strings. The civilians moved bundles of arrows to the two ends of the line. The officers Use a wooden stick to draw the ground in front of the archer's feet, leaving a shallow ditch, and pour kerosene into the ditch. Once the enemy approaches, the kerosene can be lit and the archers can easily light the rag tied to the head of the arrow and launch the rocket. .
Behind the archers are rows of infantry armed with spears, two-handed axes, and flails. The cavalry is behind the right end of the chariot wall, and the left end is composed of 300 infantry. Wang Wenzuo plans to let the enemy attack this side, and then these The infantry would retreat towards the vehicle formation, luring the enemy into exposing their flanks and defeating them with "Scorpions".
The Baekje people arrived a little later than Wang Wenzuo expected. It was not until the sky was completely bright that Wang Xiaoxian returned to the main formation with more than 20 cavalry. The disgraced man was miraculously uninjured. He looked at the forest emerging from the horizon. At the tip of the spear, Wang Wenzuo was too lazy to reprimand him: "Captain Wang, since you are not here, I have sent someone to command your cavalry. Now you just stay with me and listen to my orders!" After that, he didn't wait for Wang Xiaoxian to speak. Shouting, “Drum roll!”
The rumbling sound of the drum penetrates directly under the person's skin, making the whole body twitch. Lines of Baekje people emerged from the horizon, marching forward in unison. Wang Wenzuo took a deep breath and was secretly glad that he had ordered the drums to be played. Even a true warrior would be nervous subconsciously when faced with such a formation, and his martial arts skills would not be able to perform even 10%, but the sound of drums can make people forget Fear, showing true strength.
"The left wing of the Tang Dynasty is very weak!" Fuyu Zhongsheng stood on the top of the hill, flying the flag above his head. He keenly found the weakness of the enemy's formation, but this did not make him particularly happy. Before leaving, Hei Te Changzhi What he said to himself echoed in his ears: "The repeating crossbows of the Tang Dynasty are very terrifying. If the enemy has already lined up his chariots, it is better not to fight with them!" It was precisely for this reason that he asked the army to march overnight, hoping to He caught the Tang people off guard, but he didn't want to arrive when the sky was about to become bright, so he didn't succeed.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I saw someone in the discussion forum saying that it was only in the Song Dynasty that the official family called the emperor. In fact, this kind of title has been around since the Wei and Jin Dynasties in the Three Kingdoms. Jiang Ji's Theory of Ten Thousand Opportunities of the Three Kingdoms said: The three emperors govern the world, the five emperors govern the world, and the three emperors govern the world. Five virtues, so it is called the official family. "Book of Jin Shi Jilong Zai Ji": "It's hard to call an official. If I want to do something bold, will you follow me?" The official here refers to the emperor.
As for some people who say that one chapter has become less since it was put on the shelves, this book lover can check it out for himself. It is a chapter of 2,000 words and is updated twice a day. This should be a psychological effect. By the way, everything about online articles is closely related to the rewards the author gets. According to Weber, the performance of this book is very bad.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
It is almost impossible to clean away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
