The sun was shining in the forest, and the morning dew had not yet disappeared. The squirrels came out and sniffed on the branches, getting ready to start a busy day.
It's autumn, and even though there will be plenty of food, if there isn't enough storage for the winter, you won't be able to survive.
The squirrel jumped back and forth diligently in the forest, busy without stopping. Suddenly, it paused for a while, and after looking quietly into the distance for a while, it suddenly ran away and ran into the tree hole.
The earth is shaking and the cavalry is marching.
On the distant horizon, smoke and dust rise one after another.
Group after group of cavalry appeared on the horizon, advancing rapidly.
This is a huge wave, overwhelming, filling the wilderness, farmland, woods, and river valleys.
"Don't be stupid, there are at most two thousand riders." Peng Ling, the leader of the black army, looked at the new recruits in the team and sneered.
The new recruits came from the Yinqiang Middle Camp. They were not just raw soldiers. They had been trained for at least two years and had good basic skills. However, they lacked combat experience.
"Only two thousand cavalry?" The recruit was stunned.
He thought there were at least tens of thousands of cavalry coming, because there were endless silhouettes of cavalry in the smoke and dust behind.
"You'll know just by listening to the noise, you fool!" The team deputy beside Peng Ling couldn't help laughing.
In fact, who was not like this when they first went to the battlefield?
He once saw a Hun cavalry charge, which frightened the two groups into fighting. In the end, the veteran told him that there were only a thousand cavalry.
It was then that he realized for the first time that a thousand cavalry charges could be so powerful, making people panic and subconsciously want to run away.
It's a pity that the veteran has died in Caoqiao.
In the battle that day, the thief general Lu Ming rushed into the battle. Both sides killed corpses everywhere. The veteran's chest was dented and he lost his voice on the spot.
This is the battlefield.
Pao Ze, who was still laughing and joking today, said no. He had no time to be sentimental and would immediately go into the next battle. After each battle, those who survived in the end were the lucky ones.
The team deputy is now a veteran as well.
From Heyang to Liyang, from Fangtou to Xiangguo, we saw dozens of battles and had more than ten dead souls under our hands.
He now has the obligation to appease the newcomers and teach them so that they can fully utilize what they learned on the training ground and fight the enemy to the end.
Perhaps, this is called inheritance.
As long as the Heiyi Army does not become established and destroyed, as long as the newcomers can grow up, even if he dies in a corner in the future, the newcomers who have grown up will be like him, pointing at the rampant enemy cavalry group and saying contemptuously
: "It's just a few thousand riders!"
The new recruits miraculously calmed down when they saw that the veterans were still talking and laughing.
The hand holding the pole is no longer so strong, there is saliva in his mouth, and his legs are no longer shaking. Although he is still nervous, he can barely follow the veteran at this moment, advancing and retreating according to the flag and golden drum.
In fact, this is fine.
If you can advance and retreat, you can wield the rifle in your hand, and you can play your part on the battlefield. It doesn't need to be a good fighter, and it doesn't need to be successful the first time you enter the battlefield. To be able to complete this journey completely
Just once is enough.
If you go a few more times, the gains will come naturally.
After killing someone in a battle, you will feel like you suddenly figured something out, and your whole feeling will be different.
After so many visits, a warrior warrior and a veteran on the battlefield will be born. You will gradually adapt, gradually become like a fish in water, gradually become indifferent to life, gradually become bloodthirsty, and gradually become abnormal...
"Dong dong dong..." The sound of drums sounded from behind the hillside.
Just as the recruit was about to jump up, he was caught by Pen Ling.
"Listen carefully where the drum sounds are." He said seriously: "If you don't know clearly, look at the flag. It's a green flag now, it's not us."
The recruit turned his head and saw a green flag raised high among the dead branches and leaves.
More than 2,000 soldiers from four groups of soldiers who were ambushing in the mountains jumped up and rushed down the hillside, shouting and killing.
The recruits were convinced.
No wonder some veterans kept looking at the flags and asking about the battle arrangements before the war. But he was confused and stupid, and couldn't even follow the crowd.
It is not good to be too afraid.
Being too excited is not good either.
Just like the old people, treating this battle as training is what a strong team should do.
"Dong dong dong..." The drum sound started again.
This time there was a sound from behind, and the recruits were startled.
"Go!" The team deputy pushed him and took the lead.
Six hundred people rushed down the gentle slope.
The distance was not long, only a few dozen steps, and I quickly rushed down.
"Team up! Team up!" the owner of the building shouted loudly.
The captains of the team with flags of recognition on their backs also shouted loudly, calling for the sergeants of their own team to come closer and restore the formation that became scattered as they went downhill.
The recruit bumped into a bush while going downhill, and his pants were torn by hooks, exposing half of his buttocks. At that time, he panicked and lost sight of the soldiers.
Then I looked around and saw a "crane" flying in the sky, and immediately approached it.
The recognition flag on the back of the team leader Peng Ling has a crane painted on it, which is easy to recognize.
"Go forward!" the owner of the building ordered loudly.
Without anyone's instructions, the sword and shield bearers were already at the front when the team was formed.
People with outstanding archery skills also pushed forward.
"Bu Shushou, what are you doing? Come forward!" Peng Ling kicked the recruit.
The recruit suddenly realized what he was doing. He held his long and thick rifle and pushed it behind the sword and shield hand.
The exciting drum beat never stopped.
The sound of rustling footsteps filled my ears.
The recruits, holding their rifles in hand, looked at the already overturned battlefield in front of them, and listened to the constant reminders from the veterans around them, feeling more and more calm.
He had a strange feeling.
The panting swordsman and shieldman in front, the archer with a "thief-like eyebrow and rat's eye" on the right, the "strong man" carrying a wooden pole on the left, and the Heyang Xiangdang behind him with his hook and sickle raised at an angle, are all his brothers.
Being in such a collective and fighting with your brothers, what's there to be afraid of?
As long as Hei Yijun is still there, he will never tire of telling newcomers about the glorious past of his brothers.
"Kill!" the building owner raised his sword high and shouted.
"Kill!" The front was filled with smoke and dust, and the recruits couldn't see where the enemy was. They just followed him anyway, and fuck him!
"Whoosh!" The foot archer shot an arrow.
There seemed to be a scream coming from the smoke.
"The hand is still so steady!" Team leader Peng Ling praised, then walked a few steps quickly and rushed into the smoke.
The recruit followed and saw the vague figures, which were the enemy's cavalry.
He knew that the thieves had been tricked! Because they dug a trap for the horses last night.
This group of thieves were actually even stupider than him. They were lured by the Qingqi of those Henan wealthy people, and rushed over directly, and then fell into chaos.
"Fuck him!" A war horse neighed and rushed over. The hook-and-scythe gunman rushed out from behind and hooked the horse's leg with quick eyes and quick hands.
On the other side, there seems to be another hooker who has hooked the horse's leg.
"Hercules" roared angrily, held up the thick wooden pole and smashed it with great force.
The enemy rider's chest was visibly dented, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he fell to the ground.
The new recruits were so excited by the scene that they rushed out.
A thief knight held a saber and hacked at the sword-shielder's big shield randomly.
The recruit took two steps quickly and thrust straight forward.
Fuck, it’s gone!
In a hurry, he waved his rifle and swept the enemy rider off his horse.
A sword and shield player stepped forward and stabbed the enemy's neck with a ring-headed sword accurately, causing blood to flow out.
The recruit laughed.
What I have in my hand is a rifle, not a spear. It's not easy to hit one or two of you!
As if he had been relieved of a huge burden, he straightened his arms and stabbed another enemy rider.
There were scattered swordsmen, shieldmen, and archers approaching him. After a while, a strong man holding a long Ke ax also approached.
They are all veterans and know that forming a group of several people is more powerful and has a higher survival rate on the battlefield.
The recruits have found the feeling of being needed and the feeling of integrating into the group. This is right, so right!
The dark rifles stabbed and smashed in the smoke, knocking down two riders in a few breaths.
The strong man with Chang Ke's ax is also very good. Occasionally he encounters an enemy knight wearing iron armor, and relies on him to break the armor.
The foot archer is always hiding in the crowd, his arrows are fast and accurate, and his arrows bite the flesh.
The infantry recruits were able to kill with great prowess. It was as if they had opened up the two channels of Ren and Du. All the skills they had practiced so hard in the past two years were back. At this moment, every move was given to the enemy.
At the end of the fight, he didn't know where he was rushing to. Anyway, as long as he saw the person still sitting on the horse, he would catch up and stab him until the sound of a clang could be heard on the hillside.
"Cry gold and retreat, let's go!" Chang Ke, a strong man with an axe, grabbed him and retreated.
The sound of rapid horse hooves was heard in the front left.
The recruits were shocked.
"Our own people are covering the retreat." The strong man turned his head and said, and continued to run forward.
The recruit was relieved and ran back to the attack position after a while.
The officers with recognition flags on their backs came forward one by one and called their soldiers to come closer.
The recruit's temples were pounding, and he hadn't even recovered from the melee just now.
The team deputy came over, looked at the mud marks washed away by sweat on his face, laughed loudly, and said: "You played well just now. But you rushed too hard, and you couldn't hear me calling from behind."
The recruit wanted to laugh, but found that his whole body was exhausted. He was too tired from fighting in armor.
The team deputy patted him on the shoulder and said, "Take it easy in the future. You are consuming your energy too quickly, that's not right."
The new recruits were stunned.
It turns out that he has just started and there is still a lot to learn.
Although it was just a melee, don't get separated from Pao Ze easily.
If you are too excited, your energy will be consumed quickly and you will be exhausted easily. You must learn to allocate your energy reasonably in the future.
"Have the thieves retreated?" he asked after a moment.
The team deputy looked at Peng Ling.
Peng Ling built a pergola with his hands and looked into the distance.
"The thieves have retreated, and the wealthy Qingqi are pursuing them." He said, "This group of thieves should have slipped under the Shexian County City."
The place where they are located is Gushan, more than a hundred miles away from Shexian County.
There is a flat post road at the bottom of the mountain. Last night, many horse traps were dug to lure the enemy's horsemen into conflict and plunge them into chaos.
The four soldiers in the center were the first to rush down the mountain to fight. Their group actually went around to the left to outflank the enemy, attacking the enemy's flank.
At this moment, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and people, horses and corpses were staggered on the battlefield. There were always three or four hundred horsemen.
"Eat some water, not too much, just half a cake." After reading, Pen Ling ordered.
The recruit immediately took out the biscuits he had brought with him and found a place on the grass to sit down.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a group of people halfway up the mountain in the distance.
The big flag with the word "Hou" flying high, with many generals standing under it, pointing towards the battlefield.
The recruit withdrew his envious gaze.
There was a big battle just now, and he fought until he was exhausted, but he didn't know how to kill.
I don't know where I am on the battlefield.
I don't know which enemy I'm attacking.
I don't know where the enemy came from or where they are going.
Anyway, just follow the order and kill!
But he still envied the group of people halfway up the mountain. They had a panoramic view of the overall situation and commanded various units to attack, outflank, and retreat...
That’s really exciting!
Chapter completed!