Daily life in Qin Dynasty

Chapter 3 The Master
The attack outside the tent came and went quickly.

The goal of these enemy troops was not to kill the enemy, but to interfere with the delivery time of the grain and grass, or simply loot and destroy the grain and grass.

As for how many people will be killed in this process, or how many people will be killed, it depends entirely on the luck of the soldiers on both sides.

obviously.

'Old Uncle' was not lucky this time.

In the face of the sudden attack of the enemy, there was nothing wrong with the 'old man''s response. The only mistake was that the enemy was more cautious than he had imagined.

No one expected that this time the attacker would decisively stab the inside without even seeing the enemy outside the curtain.

And the first sword hit the 'old uncle'.

The assailant's luck was also a little bit bad. It is estimated that he did not expect that there were two people in the tent.Of course, it's also possible that it wasn't that he didn't expect it, but that he was careless for a moment after feeling the touch of the bronze sword piercing the human body.

"Is this war?"

Having just killed his first enemy in two lifetimes, Mo Jun was also in a daze.

He doesn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, he can only say that war seems to be much simpler than he imagined, there is no difficult fighting and fighting, just a little bit of carelessness, mistakes, or bad luck ······Add a sword.

Two lives instantly disappeared before his eyes.

'Old Uncle' was lying on the ground, his body was already completely cold.

Mo Jun didn't feel much sadness in his heart, maybe the 'old uncle' treated Yuan very well, but for the current Mo Jun, it was only the first time the two met today.

And even for the original body, 'Old Uncle' is not really related to him as uncle or nephew, because 'Old Uncle' is called 'Uncle', so everyone around him calls him that.

In addition, 'Old Man' is the oldest in their team, so he was elected as the team leader.And Mo Jun is the youngest in the team, so he is often taken care of by the 'old uncle'.

"click~"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of dull footsteps outside the door.

Just now, Mo Jun, who was still a bit "sorrowful for spring and autumn", clenched his bronze sword and became vigilant. Although he heard the sound outside, the battle was over, but he didn't dare to bet that if there was no sound outside, it was because his teammates had already died. Was killed?
Although this possibility is very small, after being stimulated just now, Mo Jun felt that he already had some symptoms of 'paranoia of persecution'.

The sound of heavy footsteps approaching a little bit...
Mo Jun stood on the right side a few feet away from the door curtain, his heart was already secretly ruthless, and if he found something wrong later, he would definitely act first.

However, Mo Jun's idea could not be put into action, because the footsteps stopped just outside the curtain.

"I'm Shi Fu, the Duke of Qin, is there anyone else in the camp?"

A rough but majestic voice came from outside the tent, which made Mo Jun secretly heave a sigh of relief.

Qin's "Military Merit System" divides titles into [-] grades, and "gongshi" is the first grade of titles.Only by capturing an enemy soldier on the battlefield and bringing his head back, can he obtain the title of 'Prince', as well as Tian Yiqing, Zhaiyi, and a servant.

This requirement seems simple, but in fact it is not simple at all.

The first is the soldiers.

What is a soldier?

A warrior who is fully armored can be called a "armor".

Anyone who knows a little about armor knows that real armor's defensive ability is not as strong as it is shown on TV, which can be broken with just a knife and an arrow.

For soldiers of the same level, armored fighters are easy enough to do [-]v[-], or even [-]v[-].

However, in the current era of productivity, the soldiers in various countries who can be called "soldiers" are all elite fighters who are at the forefront of the battlefield.

The second is the first level.

The battlefield was originally a chaotic place, and it was not easy to kill an enemy 'soldier' ​​in that kind of chaotic war.And it is even more difficult to cut off the enemy's head in such chaos.

Therefore, the soldiers who can obtain the title of "Master" are already the elite of Qin's elite soldiers.

"I am Tu Mo Jun, a scholar of the Qin Kingdom. We were attacked by the enemy just now, and the enemy has been repelled now, but..."

Before Mo Jun finished speaking, he saw the big curtain was suddenly lifted, and a dim light came in, but in an instant, he was covered by a tall figure wearing black armor all over his body.

The person who came was Shifu, the Duke of Qin.

Shi Fu walked into the tent, saw the 'Old Uncle' who was no longer breathing, and Mo Jun who had blood splashed all over his face, he was startled for a moment, but soon regained his composure.

"Go and register the names of the dead. If there is a chance later, we will ask his fellow countrymen to send the body back to his hometown. And you should hurry up and clean the stains on your body! The army will move on soon."

"Yes!"

Shi Fu's response was extremely proficient, and he was obviously used to this kind of scene.

Mo Jun responded, and then walked out of the tent.

At this time, the sky was still a bit dark, the sun had not yet risen from the east, and there were still a few drops of early spring dew hanging on the grass around the camp.

One-third of the other tents in the camp have been dismantled, and the rest of the soldiers are also hurrying to organize their horses and equipment. Dozens of soldiers in excellent black armor are guarding the outer camp to prevent the enemy from Sneak again.

This scene has appeared several times in the original body's memory, but when it was Mo Jun's turn to see it with his own eyes, he found something strange.

"Is the quality of the tents from the Warring States period already this good? Besides, the armor of these soldiers always looks familiar!" Mo Jun's eyes showed a bit of strangeness.

It was too dark to see clearly in the tent before, but now after he came outside, Mo Jun discovered that the quality of the tents set up in Qin State, at least from the outside, seemed to be a bit far beyond his imagination.

The yellow and white books are in the shape of a semicircle. According to the layout of a certain military formation, one after another is neatly located by the river, and it looks almost the same as the yurts of later generations.

In addition, the jet-black armor worn by dozens of soldiers guarding the food and grass, this kind of sophisticated equipment that can protect the whole body, even the visor, always gives Mo Jun an extremely familiar feeling.

When he came to the river next to the camp, Mo Jun took a few sips of water with his hand, and then began to wash the blood on his face.

After washing.

I went to the lower river again to find a place where no one was paying attention, loosened my belt, and prepared to release the morning water.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, when Mo Jun moved his mind, he saw a few small red crystal blocks about one centimeter in length suddenly appeared in his palm...
(End of this chapter)