My country is dead again [Rebirth]

Shen Ci was sure that no one remembered what he said before the battle, or rather, they were shocked by his words at the time, but they didn't take it to heart, let alone take it seriously, and didn't believe that he would really do that.

But on the battlefield, the survival instinct is too strong, and the intention of retreating has long obliterated all thoughts, and it is even more difficult to think about the white line behind him and the person behind the white line.

two feet.

one foot.

Closest to the white line were a dozen infantrymen armed with maces. The front of the battlefield was still fighting, and the Jiangbei army kept pushing the front line. They retreated on the battlefield unconsciously, and no one cared about Yue Tingchuan's orders.

three inches.

two inches.

The raindrops splashed on the blade, making a clear and light sound, and a thin spray bloomed on the cold blade.

Yue Tingchuan's voice came: "Everyone is not allowed to retreat! Advance!"

The distance between the boots and the white line was less than an inch, and in the next moment, the white line was covered by more than a dozen pairs of boots.

Everything happens in an instant.

The rain fell heavily in an instant, the people retreated past the white line in an instant, the blade swept out in an instant, and blood splashed on the front hooves of the white horse in an instant.

The retreating crowd also suddenly stopped at a certain moment, fixed on the chaotic battlefield, staring blankly at the heads that flew out one after another after the white line and landed on the ground.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety, a total of ten.

A soldier may have been petrified. He had already retreated past the white line. Seeing the head at his feet dripping with cold sweat, he ran away. Shen Ci took out an arrow from his quiver expressionlessly, without drawing the bow. The rain flew out along the direction of the wind, and pierced into the back of the man's neck accurately, followed by the sound of the body falling to the ground.

The two soldiers who had just crossed the white line and retreated silently after witnessing this scene subconsciously looked up at Shen Ci, and found that those deep eyes were also looking at him, and the blood in their bodies was frightened. Facing the Jiangbei army, he was no closer to death at this time. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground, trembling: "General Shen, please forgive me."

Shen Ci closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling a little uncomfortable with the smell of blood. Under the watchful eyes of countless people, he raised the knife and dropped two heads to the ground.

The heavy rain washed the color of the white line even lighter, and the blood on the knife fell drop by drop along the tip of the knife. The soldiers looked at Shen Ci quietly, and Shen Ci also looked at them quietly.

"Who else wants to cross this line?" Shen Ci finally spoke in the silence, pointing the tip of the knife at the white line that was fading in color and mixed with blood, "If you don't want to, just turn back and move forward."

Shen Ci's eyes were like thick ink that couldn't be dizzy, as if anyone who looked at them would be drawn into the bottomless darkness.

No one came closer to the white line, and the people closest to the white line were silently moving back. Even if there was a fierce Jiangbei army behind them, it seemed that they were not as terrifying as the dozens of bloody heads in front of them.

The best way to overthrow people's fear of death is to create another fear of death, which is why there are desperadoes in the world.

When there is something more frightening in front of them, the previous fear will be infinitely weakened, and then become worthless, and they will fight desperately to survive.

Now the morale is on the verge of collapse, and the usual methods of boosting morale are useless. Shen Ci thinks that Yue Tingchuan would not dare to do this, and he is the only one who would do such a fateful thing.

Only when the soldiers have something more to fear and a more imminent death, will they pick up the weapons in their hands like the desperadoes and fight the seemingly invincible Jiangbei Army.

Retreating is certain death, but advancing may have a chance.

"Do you think the Jiangbei Army is invincible? But they only have two hands and a knife. Why do you think the Jiangbei Army is invincible?" The voice of the rain became clear in the silence, and Shen Ci's voice penetrated the rain curtain, hitting everyone In my ears, "You are the sergeants of Dayu, you just took a step back, but maybe because of your step back, our efforts for more than a year will be ruined, and Suifang will no longer be your home. You With your relatives and your country behind you, you must not only go back alive, but also go back with a clear conscience! I don’t care what the reason for your joining the army is, but there is no reason to retreat when you are on the battlefield. I took the knife and killed the enemy!"

The crowd retreated a little further from the white line, Shen Ci's eyes were fierce, and he said word by word: "Today you only have two paths, if you don't want to cross this white line and die under my knife, go back and kill your enemies!"

Shen Ci in white armor is obviously alone, but everyone on the opposite side feels that there should be an indestructible army behind him. Looking at the bloody knife, they all believe that if a hundred people retreated by that knife today If there is a white line, the knife will kill a hundred people, if there are 1000 people, it will kill 1000 people.

In front of Shen Ci, everyone clenched the weapons in their hands. I don't know who turned around and rushed to the enemy line first. In the heavy rain, one after another turned around and returned to the front line under the command of Ling Qi. The line of defense is in close contact with the Jiangbei Army.

The war drum was beating again, and under the heavy rain, the two armies seemed to have turned into two heaven-swallowing whale waves, colliding fiercely. Xu Zishen obviously did not expect that they would suddenly go crazy and attack back. As if dying, his eyes are full of blood, and the eyes alone can eat people.

Yue Tingchuan was also a little stunned. When he realized something, he turned back to look for Shen Ci, and saw a white horse galloping towards him among thousands of troops. Before he could call, the white horse in white flew past his eyes, rushed At the front, the blade rose and fell several times, and blood and rain fell at the same time.

"Shen Ci! Come back!" Yue Tingchuan yelled, his brows twitched, and he watched helplessly as this man rushed towards Xu Zishen's army, took out his longbow from behind, an arrow was already on the string, "Shen Ci! This is a military order! Come back!"

Most of the Jiangbei Army was held back by their counterattacking army. Shen Ci didn't need much effort to get close to Xu Zishen's central army. He and the Jiangbei Army's coach Xu Zishen himself looked at each other in the rain, shot an arrow, and one was only a few steps away from Xu Zishen. The sergeant fell off his horse.

Xu Zishen should be surrounded by his own soldiers, the arrow just now caused a commotion, Xu Zishen's soldiers gathered in front of Xu Zishen one after another, also drew their bows and arrows, and shot at Shen Ci who was still approaching.

Yue Tingchuan behind him was breathless, but Shen Ci didn't have the slightest intention of coming back. Facing dozens of arrows, he rushed towards him like a gust of wind, drew the bow and shot out a few more arrows.

Yue Tingchuan brought thousands of people over and fought against Xu Zishen's Chinese army. Shen Ci was always not far from Xu Zishen, arrow after arrow, as if vowing to take Xu Zishen's life today.

Just now, the arrow was only less than three feet away from Xu Zishen, and killed a soldier beside him. Xu Zishen smiled slightly when he saw him, and returned Shen Ci's arrow mercilessly.

Without even frowning, Shen Ci pulled out the arrow shot by Xu Zishen on his right shoulder, and blood instantly flooded his shoulder. He touched the quiver and cursed.

There were only two arrows left in it.

An arrow shot and killed the soldier on Xu Zishen's right. Shen Ci picked up the last arrow. The wound on his shoulder was torn open by the action of drawing the bow, and the wound was bleeding again. He stared at Xu Zishen coldly, and rode on his horse In the past, just before Xu Zishen released the arrow, the arrow left the string and shot towards Xu Zishen's neck.

It's a pity that Xu Zishen reacted quickly, turned his head to hide, and the arrow only wiped a line of blood on the side of his neck. He touched the blood mark, smiled at the figure in white armor, and felt that this young man looked like an orphan on the grassland. Wolves have a frightening loneliness.

Shen Ci's quiver was empty, he reined in his horse and stopped, and did not move forward, the killing intent in his eyes faded a little, in fact, he himself knew that it was impossible to kill Xu Zishen, but he just couldn't help but want to try.

If the test is successful and Xu Zishen dies, will his Majesty not have to work so hard?

Shen Ci killed several people with a knife, and ran to Yue Tingchuan on horseback.

Yue Tingchuan's heart fell back to the original place, he really wanted to beat this person up, he gritted his teeth and said, "You don't want to die?"

"The final general knows his mistake." Shen Ci saluted respectfully, "Just now I ignored the military order, please punish the general."

Earlier, Shen Ci silently praised Yue Tingchuan for his strong psychological endurance. Yue Tingchuan only wanted to praise Song Qingge for his strong psychological endurance. He was able to fight two battles with Shen Ci calmly.

Seeing the blood on Shen Ci's shoulder, Yue Tingchuan waved his hand and said, "Go down quickly."

"It's okay, just a little injury." Shen Ci smiled, "It's not over yet."

Yue Tingchuan knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he turned around and walked away out of sight.

Shen Ci wiped the blood off his hands, and returned to the battlefield with a knife in his hand.

This battle was originally a battle of morale. Not only did their morale come back, but it also rose to an unprecedented level. Even if they couldn't win today, they could still draw with no loss.

By noon, they had pushed the battle line back to its original position, resisting the Jiangbei Army's offensive.

Facts have proved that the Jiangbei Army is really not a myth. The previous posture was more bluffing, and it was specially used to scare the recruits on their side who had never been on the battlefield. As long as they are more ruthless than the Jiangbei Army, they will try together. It can keep the Jiangbei Army out of the line of defense and cannot move forward.

Today's battle ended earlier than the previous two days, and it was Xu Zishen who called for gold to withdraw his troops first. When Xu Zishen's troops retreated, their men realized that they couldn't believe that they could draw with the Jiangbei Army.

When returning to the camp, everyone's faces were filled with uncontrollable excitement. If possible, they probably wanted to go back to fight again.

The morale of this battle was completely pulled back, and Yue Tingchuan finally swept away the haze on his face, followed by a smile, he glanced at Shen Ci, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

"There's nothing to be thankful for." Shen Ci's wound was soaked in rain for a long time, bloody and bloody, and was being bandaged by the military doctor, "It should be."

Yue Tingchuan sat down in front of the table, finished his ink, and said: "Finally, I can rest assured and write a battle report for Your Majesty. I didn't dare to write two days ago."

Shen Ci's expression changed, he suddenly remembered something, stood up abruptly, startled the military doctor, and only heard him say loudly: "It's over! I forgot to write a letter last month!"

Yue Tingchuan looked at him in confusion: "What letter?"

Shen Ci had no time to think about other things, and shouted again: "It's over! I haven't written anything this month!"

He felt that he was completely finished, Xie Ruzhuo must be angry, maybe he had scolded him a hundred or eighty times.

To make matters worse, he now has to write two letters in one go!

kill him!

The author has something to say: Xiao Xie: A daily question, General Shen today...

Mom: He remembered!I remembered!He finally remembered that he hadn't written a letter!

Xiao Shen: I have nothing...

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