I’m The King

Tens of thousands of soldiers stood solemnly in front of them. In front of them, this humble mountain bag that had been ploughed away from the snow and exposed the yellow grass underneath. If no one was pointing, who would have thought that the most elite figures of Zhao were buried below. What about the skeletons of Wan's army. The sacrifice was nearing its end. Zhao Xilie, Li Mingjun and a group of former Da Zhao generals came over carrying a stone tablet together. In front of the mountain bag, a base had been erected, and several people installed the stone tablet on it. Cao Tianci on one side walked over with a tray in both hands. Gao Yuan stretched his hand to pick up a pen, dipped in cinnabar, and turned around and walked to the stele.

"The heroic spirit lives forever!"

The four large characters leaped abruptly on the stone tablet, throwing pens to the ground from afar, looking at the phalanx below one after another extending to the distance, "I will never forget the past, the teacher of the future generations, eighty thousand heroic spirits, sleep here, today, The enemy is here again, let us answer them with the swords and guns in our hands, long-pig-pig-island-novel ww.{zhu}{zhu}{}Ping is the resting place of the heroes, and it can also be the buried place of the enemy. The place of bones. What are you going to do?"

With a choke, he drew the saber from his waist high and threw it heavily on the ground in front of him.

"Kill!" Zhao Xilie, Li Mingjun and other generals drew their swords and shouted.

"Kill!" Behind them, the phalanx roared one after another, and the sound of killings continued one after another, extending far away. Nothing could make people feel that their blood was stretched more than this. In front of the bones of the robe, no one can calm down.

Feeling the atmosphere of the scene higher than that for a while, Gao Yuan nodded slightly, and stepped aside, Zhao Xilie and other senior generals strode forward, holding the knife in his right hand, repelling the blade with his left hand, a few drops of blood fell, and it instantly penetrated the ground.

The generals stepped aside, and the soldiers in the front phalanx moved forward row by row. Everyone drew their swords and dripped their own blood in front of this huge tomb.

Rows after rows came forward. After leaving in rows, the blood in front of the small mountain bag quickly gathered in the trickling streams. Cao Tianci's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Zhao Jun who had gone away in front of him, and then looked at the grave before the row was still in the same row. The platoon looks serious and swears by Zhao Jun. That is a high morale. At this moment, I am afraid that it is the Han army who is standing in front of these people and can't please him! The king is clever. A simple single thing allowed these Xi Zhao troops, which were not outstanding in combat effectiveness, to step onto a big step in a blink of an eye.

What is the most important thing about combat effectiveness, not the equipment, not the number, but the spirit! In the past, the Xi Zhao army was a soulless army. They served more as soldiers for food. The concept of protecting the home and the country did not exist in their minds, but the blood of their colleagues. Skeletons are the easiest to empathize with these people, and it is easier to arouse their anger.

And anger is power.

Jiang Fu was just an ordinary soldier among the Zhao Jun. He served as a soldier, just as Cao Tianci thought. It was not for protecting the family and defending the country, but just for not being starved to death. After the Handan Change, Jinyang County became the capital of Xizhao. However, the people of Jinyang County did not live better because of this. Instead, their lives became worse because they not only had to bear all the taxes of the Xizhao government. It must also respond to Qin's various requirements, and may be subject to all kinds of strange and exorbitant taxes at any time.

Jiang Fu could only come to serve as a soldier. He came to serve as a soldier, and he could have enough food. By the way, he was able to lighten the burden of the family a little. Of course, although the military salary was small, he could slightly supplement the family.

In the past two years, he has almost forgotten that he once had an older brother, because his biggest thought is to fill his stomach, but today, standing in front of the small mountain bag, listening to the deafening shouting of killing, he finally remembered He had an older brother named Jiang Tao, who died in Changping, and his remains were in the cold ground in front of him.

He squeezed the spear in his hand, his palm was a little painful. It was the wound when blood was dripping from his palm yesterday. He raised his head. In front of him was the approaching Qin Jun. His eyes slowly turned red. The spear in his hand Hold tighter.

"Brother, I will avenge you today." He said to himself in his heart.

His eyes were staring at the face of Qin Jun that had changed from blurry to clear in front, but his ears stood up and listened to the command to be issued by the officer behind him.

The drums banged.

"Go ahead!" The officer ate his hoarse roar. In fact, the voices of everyone in the entire army were almost hoarse. That was what everyone yelled at the festival yesterday.

"Kill!" The voice was not loud, but in Jiang Fu's ears, the hoarse roar carried a stronger killing intent and hatred.

After yesterday's ceremony, he unexpectedly knew that in his team, seven people had the same experience as himself, and all of their relatives were buried under that little bag.

Think about it, at least half of the soldiers and horses of General Zhao came from Jinyang and Shanggu.

The footsteps were sonorous, the team in front had already walked out about ten paces away, and their team followed. Jiang Fu extended his spear diagonally upwards, trying his best to keep the line neat with his companions.

The sound of war drums still sounded behind him, but Jiang Fu's ears at the moment only listened to the little drum beat of the crab on the leftmost side of the queue, one drum beat one step at a time. Crab is the leader of their team, and his son is buried in the huge grave. The crabs who have passed forty this year are the oldest in their team and the most aggressive. They usually rely on their physical fitness, and they bully them and **** their things. Normally, Jiang Fu hates him the most. But today, Jiang Fu didn't have the slightest hatred. It's no wonder that Crab behaved badly. His only son and his wife died. He became a lonely man to join the army. But in the past, the enemy was right in front of him, but he was not able to avenge him. Sometimes he had to accompany a smiling face in front of them, and let them bully, and his personality distortion was inevitable.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fu turned his head and glanced at the crab. That stiff face with no expression in it was shining today. His two eyes were big and he carried an axe on his back. That was Jiang Fu. The usual weapon, that axe weighs twenty catties, and only a person with the physique of a crab can make it turn.

The sky darkened steeply, and the screaming of the morpholine immediately covered the drumbeat. Jiang Fu looked up, the entire sky was covered, and the two sides began to suppress each other's shooting feathers.

"Raise the gun, shake!" The chief's voice rang again.

The slanted spear was raised, Jiang Fu desperately moved the spear in his hand, and the noise was endless. He knew that he must not be lazy at this time. A slight negligence would be the end of the arrow. They did not have it. Iron armor like the Qin army, but I heard that the armor of the Han army is better than that of the Qin army, and I heard that a large number of army soldiers are being transported here from Han. Maybe after this battle, you can put on decent armor, then The chances of surviving will be much greater.

Feather arrows fell, and they landed beside Jiang Fu. There was the sound of falling to the ground. Jiang Fu tilted his head slightly and saw Xiao Wu, who had been walking beside him, collapsed. After he went down, a missing feather arrow was impartial, just stuck in his top door heart, and the gods were not saved.

"Don't be distracted, move forward, move forward!" The crab's roar came in his ears, Jiang Fu couldn't help turning his head to look at him, with a feather arrow stuck in the crab's back.

"Captain, you got an arrow!" He tried his best to follow the crab's drum, but shouted in his mouth.

"In your mother's arrow, I don't know if I don't hit the arrow, move forward, move forward, approach them, kill them all." The crab roared.

The captain is really a good man. Jiang Fu said in his heart, but he ignored the position of the arrow in the crab and no blood shed. What he didn't know was that the axe carried by the crab saved his life. After his axe handle, the arrow stuck on the axe handle and did not get into the flesh.

The team began to sparse, and some people fell from time to time. Jiang Fu only felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, and the team walking in front of him had only five people left.

"The second team step forward, make up!" The roar of the officer came from behind, the two teams merged in front, and the arrow rain in the air stopped suddenly. Jiang Fu looked up and finally saw the form in front of him. They and Qin Junzhi It was only ten steps apart at most, and when he looked up, he saw that Qin Jun was also filling up the manpower from the back team. It seemed that the opponent did not get much benefit from the shot just now, even if their armor is better than that. It’s better on your own side.

"Kill!" The officer's roar came from behind.

With a roar, the crab ripped off the snare drum hanging around his waist, drew out the big axe in his backhand with his backhand, clenched his hands, and rushed forward, "Jiang Fu, follow me behind Lao Tzu!" he shouted. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Captain, here I am. "Jiang Fu did not follow him, but took a step forward and stood beside the crab.

The two infantry teams collided in one place, but there was no sound of shouting to kill. Everywhere there was only the sound of weapons and the sound of knives and guns.

Jiang Fu killed someone for the first time. His spear was pierced into the stomach of a Qin soldier. At that time, the soldier was pulling the spear out of the stomach of a Zhao Jun. Jiang Fu rushed up and shot him. When he drew out the spear, the blood of the opponent followed the barrel of the gun. It squirted out and gave him a face. Jiang Fu is relatively short, which makes him take a lot of advantage in the melee. The crab beside him was too fierce and attracted most of Qin Bing's attention.

The crab’s axe has only one action, which is to split, and when one axe goes down, it either splits the head into two pieces or splits the opponent's shoulder strap and crotch. Every murder is thrilling. White stuff covered with blood.

"Captain, you are injured." During his busy schedule, Jiang Fu saw a hole in the crab's leather armor, where blood was pouring out.

"I don't know if you are hurt by your mother or not!" The crab is as tyrannical as before. (To be continued...)