Ba Wu's father was a Wen Mo who broke away from his status as a slave due to his bravery in the war against the Tang Dynasty and became the lowest warrior "Gui" in Tubo.
Bawu's family also received a small manor. Bawu's family was the lowest level of samurai, so there were only two old and weak slaves. Bawu and his mother had to work together to farm the family's fields, while the family's cattle and sheep had to be farmed by his younger brothers and sisters.
grazing.
The only thing that made Bawu feel ashamed was that his father died of old age and illness at home.
This also caused the Bawu family to suffer great humiliation. This time Bawu sold his cattle and sheep, pulled out the newly planted highland barley seedlings to use as horse feed, and brought the only two Han people in the family, Wen Mo, with him.
Participated in Shang Qixin'er's anthology collection.
Unfortunately, before he went on the expedition, one of his slaves was killed by a Tibetan warrior during a horse race.
Bawu didn't dare to argue with the samurai, because he was a warrior with a bronze ring on his arm.
The Han slaves surrounded the warrior master and took the matter to the military judge.
It even alarmed the great Da Lun. In the end, under Da Lun's fair ruling, Bawu received a compensation of ten taels of silver.
At the same time, Da Lun Rang also asked the warrior who had surrendered himself to give one-third of his harvest to compensate for the loss of Ba Wu.
Bawu was sincerely convinced by the verdict of the big argument. At this time, he was wiping his weapons in the front army with the silver cake for compensation in his arms.
Everyone saw the collapse of the small stone castle, and the magic of the Tang Dynasty was really powerful.
Fortunately, the great discourse immediately sent blessings to protect these brave warriors from being harmed by the evil laws of the Tang Dynasty.
The former army slowly arrived at the ruins of the small stone fort. They looked at the once solid fortress with fear and fear, turning it into a ball of rubble and gravel. What evil method did the Tang Dynasty use?
The forward general Wu Ren ordered the army to continue advancing, but Bawu could only hold his weapons and advance in the narrow valley with his comrades.
Bawu saw a familiar face, the warrior who had trampled his slave to death last time.
This Tubo warrior happened to be the officer supervising the battle on the front line. The gentleman also saw Bawu in the front row. He just cast a cold look at him, and Bawu was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head.
Tiansheng Zanpu once said, "A brave warrior will not avenge himself." Bawu felt that this gentleman would not avenge himself, shouldn't he?
Under the command of the horn sound, Bawu moved forward step by step. This feeling was so boring that it made people panic.
He finally understood why his father was afraid of the battlefield before he died, instead of resolutely going to the battlefield to die like other old people.
The only thing that gave Ba Wu comfort was that there were still two thousand Wen Mo in front of him, the Yongguan Battalion.
Back then, Bawu's father got rid of his slave status in the Yongguan Camp and became the lowest-level "Gui".
These slaves should die in the service of the great treatise, right?
The military judges drove the slaves towards the first line of defense built by the players.
Yu Chixin held a telescope and watched the Tubo Yongguan camp advance step by step.
The system has opened regional channels, and now Yuchixin can issue instructions to all players on all battlefields through the channels.
"No cannon fire! Prepare the swordsmen and spearmen! Prepare the archers. Wait until you are close to the shooting range before shooting!"
Within the player's first line of defense, the players watched excitedly as Tubo's Yongguan Battalion advanced step by step. In their eyes, these were all Bai Huahua's contributions.
Most of the slaves don't even have any decent clothes and just hold bamboo poles and wooden sticks in their hands. Players are not very interested in these cannon fodder.
Normal Tibetan warriors contribute 10 points, but if they are sued, there will be a premium.
But these ordinary slaves only have 1 contribution point. Although the players lack interest, these cannon fodder still need to be beaten.
Qin Chuan lay down behind the earth barrier and barbed wire with his weapon in hand. He looked at the three cannons behind with envy and said to Yu Junjie beside him:
"Why don't you let me shoot? I'm a veteran player of "Beach Landing"! I'm the ace gunner of "Tank Battle"!"
Yu Junjie covered his head and said: "Qin Da, just take it. Are those games the same as Datang Fengyun? This is not an automatic artillery. This kind of iron cannon needs to measure the elevation angle to calculate the impact point. You can calculate the various elements with the cannon."
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"What Yuan? I don't know how to do it. Anyway, I will feel uncomfortable if you don't let me have sex!"
Yu Junjie said: "What's the point of shooting cannons, or throwing Molotov cocktails?"
"What do you know! Cannons are a man's romance! If you don't let me play with that cannon, why won't you let me play with the shotgun?"
In addition to three front-loaded cannons, ten shotguns were also prepared on the defense line.
This kind of gun has a small caliber and a short attack range. The muzzle is not filled with solid shells, but small steel balls.
This kind of cannon has a very short range, but its power is amazing. A cow will be shot into a sieve within fifty steps.
Shotguns are placed on the defensive line and are also operated by specialized players.
Players like Qin Chuan only received two Molotov cocktails each, and the rest were conventional weapons such as knives and guns.
King Jianning is sitting in the Dashi Castle, the players are on the front line, and Mo Li and Doulu Army are on standby in the rear.
Yu Chixin was also a little nervous. This was his first time commanding thousands of people to fight, and he had the fate of thousands of people in his hands. Even playing a game felt like a heavy burden.
Cui Tao shook his feather fan and said, "Yuchi, look at the shape of this valley. Does it look like a barrel?"
Yuchi Xin nodded. When Jinshan Pass is formed, the entrance is narrow at both ends, and the mountain stream in the middle is slightly wider, just like a wooden wine barrel.
Cui Tao shook his feather fan and said: "This battle can be called the Battle of Barrel and Hazama! This is a battle where artillery has entered the stage of the times! It is much better than the village fight of the little devil!"
Yu Chixin didn’t know anything about the Battle of Okehazama, and there was no history of the war in a game.
He held a telescope and saw that the Tubo Yongguan Camp was already two hundred meters away.
When the officers of the Yongguan Battalion saw the dense barbed wire fence and the high mounds, they felt numb. Such a position was not easy to attack!
However, the military orders were in front, and the military judge in the back urged the slaves to charge. Finally, a few Qiang slaves who were not afraid of death rushed over to the Tang army's position.
"Kill!"
Someone took the lead, and these docile slaves immediately turned into wild beasts. They took bamboo poles and wooden sticks and rushed towards the Tang Army's iron barrel-like defense line, just for a chance to get rid of their slave status.
Bawu looked at the charging slaves and finally straightened his chest. I am a mighty Tubo warrior. This is my chance to make a great contribution!
But Bawu didn't know that only a few people in the Yongguan camp where his father was working at that time survived and got rid of their status as slaves.