The sun is slanting in the west, and dust is everywhere. The battle situation in the distance is indescribable. Only the broken military flags appear and disappear in the smoke of gunpowder.

Bart Xialing ran down from the high slope on the south side of the valley in a hurry.

The soldiers of Tiefeng County advanced on the south and north banks at the same time, and the marching columns extended to the depths of the valley.

Bart Xialing, who was running down the hill, ruthlessly passed through the marching formation, jumped into the rapids, and walked towards the opposite bank with difficulty. The messengers and entourage guarding the hillside were unknown, so they were stunned for a moment and followed.

The water flowed in the valley and the river was cut deep and steep. Bart Shaling, who had climbed up the north shore, had no time to slow down, and ran away again until he chased Tamas, the real commander of the army.

"Wait a minute." Bart Shaling grabbed Tamas' arm and warned anxiously: "You, me, we only have two battalions of troops!"

Tamas, who was wearing a breastplate belt, replied without raising his head: "Not less than two battalions, many people fell behind."

"Then wait for them to follow." Bart Shaling tried hard to convince Tamas: "Wait for the front team of the guru official to follow!"

Tamas, who tied all four belts tightly, pulled the throat protection point and confirmed that the nail plate was fixed very strongly: "The people in Baishan County don't have time to wait."

Bart Xialing was speechless for a moment, and he lowered his voice, requesting in the following posture: "At least... at least let everyone take a breath."

"Not even more." Tamas, who was wearing a breastplate belt, shook his head. He pursed his dry lips and looked at his subordinates sadly. He declined but firmly refused Bart Xialing's request: "If we rest now, as long as we sit down... we will never stand up again."

Around Tamas and Bart Shaling, soldiers from Iron Peak County were preparing weapons and wearing armor on a small piece of flat ground at the exit of the valley. The musketeers untied the fuse from their wrists, passing the fire and distributing ammunition like sharing wine.

Every warrior had a tired look that was hard to hide, but his hands were still neat and quick.

Compared to the chaotic noise coming from afar, the exit of the valley was extremely quiet. Apart from the occasional short question and answer, only rustling sounds were heard.

It was both a coincidence and a necessity that Tamas and Bart Shaling's troops appeared here.

Coincidentally, they came to the battlefield with the roundabout troops of the "Sixth Legion".

Winters Montane planned a gathering place for the various departments of the Iron Peak County Army in Snake. Because the command of the Iron Peak County Army unanimously agreed that the Bode and Saner divisions would encounter it in Snake County - whether it is marching capabilities, road conditions or information on the direction of Bazenaoer, the battle location will be pointed to there.

However, after the infantry of Tiefeng County crossed the eastern section of Yinque Mountain overnight, they sent the scouts back to the subversive plot: Saner's troops passed through the snake siege and rushed to Changhu Town with a straightforward scale, and their troops were even larger than the most irresponsible pre-speculation.

In the early morning of that night, Tamas and Bart Xialing received emergency orders from difficult times: the entire army turned and rushed to Changhu.

Therefore, the Tiefeng County Army, which was advancing towards the Snake along the watershed, turned the direction and originally served as the first and second battalions of the rear team, and instantly became the vanguard of the entire army.

That is, while looking for a mountain route, Tamas and Bart Shaling discovered the "Sixth Legion" that deviated from behind the River Valley Village.

The two made a quick decision: keep up with the enemy.

Because the "Sixth Army" had a big circle and the Tiefeng County Army went straight out of Yinque Mountain through the valley, the latter was not left too far, and the two troops arrived at the battlefield of Hegu Village almost back and forth.

This is inevitable in chance: wherever the enemy is, the Tiefeng County Army will go.

However, they only have two battalions of troops - to be precise, less than two battalions.

Bart Xialing knew this more clearly than Tamas. Facing the stubborn, rigid, but higher than his command, Bart Xialing has exhausted his patience.

Bart Xialing pointed to the valley and roared at the highest commander present: "Your people! mine! At least one-third of them were lost, left behind, and disappeared! There are still many people who can't find their own company, and they just grit their teeth and follow them!"

"So you can't use the square formation." Tamas was not angry about the offense of the second battalion commander. He picked up a wooden stick, squatted on the ground and drew the formation, raised his head to look at his old comrades, and tried hard to explain: "We must use a horizontal team to fight, one front and one back."

"The enemy has cavalry!"

"Break them back with a scattered shot, just like the drill."

"Just drill! Never actually fought!"

Tamas stood up, paused for a moment, and said slowly, "Then we'll try it today."

Bart Xialing was about to be driven crazy by the first battalion commander, and he couldn't care about that much. He dragged Tamas to no one, and told the real reason for burying under various reasonable excuses: "I just went up the mountain to see the battle situation! Wait a little longer!"

Tamas wondered: "The troops in Baishan County can't afford to wait."

"They can still hold on." Bart Xialing had a dark face: "So I want you to wait again! Wait for a while!"

Tamas' expression became serious and he asked bluntly: "Do you want to wait for them to shed more blood?"

"The more blood they shed, the less blood we shed, now and in the future."

Tamas lowered his eyes: "But the order given to us by the centurion is to 'fight whenever the enemy is'."

"Why don't you understand? Sooner or later, Baishan County, Leiqun County, and Bianjiang County will also become the enemy of the centurion!" Bart Xialing paused word by word: "Sooner or later!"

Tamas lowered his head and said nothing.

Bart Shaling's voice also became low: "The Centurion is a hero, you are a good person, making decisions against your conscience will make you suffer, so just do it, you can push everything on my head..."

Bart Shaling's words were interrupted, and Tamas put his hand on his old comrade's shoulders and stopped letting the latter continue to speak.

When he raised his head, Tamas's eyes were as firm as usual. He said calmly: "Even if he becomes an enemy, it will be a matter for the future. Today we are comrades-in-arms with them. The order given to me by the centurion is to 'Run aid friendly troops and fight whenever they encounter the enemy', so I will execute it."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! After that, Tamas touched Bart Xialing's shoulder and turned around and walked towards the exit of the valley.

Bart Xialing clenched his fists, stomped his feet hard, and followed.

...

Monkey and Paco were at the end of the marching column. When they walked out of the valley, their comrades who had come out of the first lined up and were about to attack.

Although the head of the house ordered as light as possible when leaving, everyone still brought some food, drinks and miscellaneous items.

When they really want to go into battle, these things can no longer be carried. So at this moment, the carrying tools thrown by the soldiers of Tiefeng County were piled up in a small pile at the exit of the valley, and were under special care.

The monkey pulled Paco and ran to the luggage pile. He wanted to throw away the backpack but found that it was tied to a dead knot and could not be untied. He was so anxious that he cursed: "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Monkey and Paco were originally in the forefront of the marching column, but when they were going down the mountain, the new recruit Paco slipped under his feet and fell into the ditches of the Hunter's Trail.

When the monkey spent all his efforts to get Paco up, the team had no idea how far they went, and the monkey was dispersed with the soldiers of Luxi and his tent.

So Monkey and Paco had to get into the team and continue to move forward.

The monkey wanted to untie the knot, but found that it was tied too hard. He wanted to bite it with his teeth, but couldn't reach it. He was so angry that he stretched out his hand at Paco: "Knife! Knife! Give me a knife!"

Paco hurriedly took out a knife and handed it over.

The monkey cut the rope directly, threw the backpack towards the pile of luggage, grabbed the scabbard, pressed the helmet, stepped on his sore legs and ran towards the attack position.

Paco carried a short spear and hurriedly followed behind.

The comrades have already formed two horizontal lines at the exit of the valley, with about thirty steps between the two teams, each with three rows.

The monkey ran between two horizontal teams and saw that each team had familiar faces and new faces, which made him unable to tell which team was the first battalion and which team was the second battalion.

A commissioned officer wearing a feathered helmet held the sword and walked towards the two of them, yelling: "Which company are you from?"

"They are my people, sir." A familiar voice sounded: "I've been separated before, and I'll take them back to the team."

When the monkey heard this sound, he felt extremely relieved, and the recruit Paco almost cried.

The old soldier Lucirong squeezed out of the wall and walked quickly towards Monkey and Paco.

The monkey was about to speak, but saw the old soldier glaring at him fiercely, so he swallowed the words back.

Lucirong dragged the monkey and Paco to the back of the queue, and then led the two to the south.

At the southernmost end of the second horizontal lineup, the monkey met his comrades in the same tent and other people in the company. Although he was on the battlefield, he felt inexplicably going home.

Lu Xirong turned around and looked at the monkey. The battle was imminent, and the old sergeant said little. He just sighed: "You're still following, stupid boy."

The monkey wiped his eyes, unconscious of the loss in the old soldier's tone, and was still immersed in the excitement. He laughed and said, "Of course! How easy is it to get rid of me?"

"Go back to the team." Lu Xirong waved his hand.

"Yes!" The monkey saluted with a smile and pulled the recruit Paco into the wall.

The comrades in the same tent gave them a seat, and the horizontal line where the first company was located showed waves, and soon returned to the straightness of the knife.

As soon as I stopped, the feeling of fatigue immediately poured into my body.

Originally, the monkey was chasing the team all the way, but although he was sweating profusely, he still had the strength to go on. Now that he had returned to the team, he felt that his arms and arms were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. He couldn't open his eyelids, so he just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep.

Not to mention, the monkey's body is empty now, except for his clothes and shoes, only a helmet and a sword, which makes him somewhat uncomfortable.

Because it is extremely inconvenient to carry a super spear to cross the mountains and forests, the spears of each company were withdrawn in advance and handed over to the baggage team to take them away first.

Not only were the super long spears used to form formations, but because pack horses could not walk the hunter trail, the spearmen had to hand over their armor to the baggage team.

However, the superiors temporarily changed the marching route, and now no one knows where the baggage team has gone.

Most of the monkey's comrades now only have a helmet and a short weapon to carry with them. A small number of people with short spears and long halberds were arranged at both ends of the queue.

The monkey pulled the collar uneasyly. In order to hide his nervousness, he pretended to be careless and looked at his comrades on both sides, but found that the eyes of his comrades in the same tent were also filled with anxiety, anxiety and fatigue.

But for some reason, when the monkey saw the faces of his comrades who were together day and night, he was no longer as scared as before.

At this time, someone poked a monkey in the back.

The monkey turned around and saw that it was Paco.

Holding a large package, Paco said timidly: "The pot is long, your plate armor."

"Hey!" The monkey slapped his forehead and smiled and said, "I almost forgot."

The armor of the big head soldiers was handed over to the baggage team to carry, but the armor of the officers and soldiers was kept because the armor of the big head soldiers were carried by them.

Although the monkey was just a pot, he took advantage of the loophole and begged the Sergeant Luxi to pat his chest to ensure that he would not throw away his armor halfway, and he also left his armor.

But of course the person carrying the armor was not the monkey himself - he couldn't carry it. The silly boy Paco had some energy. Last night, he carried the monkey's armor and crossed mountains and rivers.

The monkey opened the package, picked up the plate armor and put it on his body. Paco helped him tie the belt and button it.
To be continued...