The sun hanging in the east in the morning is undoubtedly a little beneficial to the Vermilion Bird Army. If you don’t look up, you will be blinded by the sun.
Huang San was one of many ordinary strokes, but he didn't join the Suzaku Army for a long time. He was captured in the Battle of Yongding Guard and was adapted. At that time, the guards were defeated, and he was captured with Lao Han on the way to escape. Lao Han was an old soldier. He was not stupid, but he was very loyal to people. After the Suzaku Army decided to release the prisoners, Lao Han privately said that he would be arrested when he escaped home, and that he would definitely be settled by the generals when he returned to the Acropolis. The generals in the Acropolis were not like Lao Han, and it would be better to stay here than to have food to eat.
Huang San didn't expect that so much, but Lao Han said it would be better to stay, and that would definitely be better to stay.
Huang San's face was very dark, and his thick skin made him look like a 20 or 30-year-old man. He was born as a military householder. At the age of 16, he was sent to Yongding Guard to be a garrison. His profession was a sergeant, but he did the same job as his hometown in Yongding Guard, which was farming. It would be good to participate in training twice a year, and at most a few days a year.
When the battle of Yongding Guards was in the morning, he turned around and thought that his mind was almost blank. He only remembered that the musket was blowing and blood was everywhere, and his hands and feet were shaking. Fear and fear were the most impressive thing.
After seeing blood once, he was still very afraid of the battle formation in Gaodu County. He was not much better than last time, because he did not stand in the first row and died last time, but this time he was in the first row.
The brothers standing on the left and right were close to him. Lao Han was not in the first team. At this time, it was difficult for Huang San to move for a while, so he could only hold the spear more than ten feet long in his hand.
He didn't know what to do, but fortunately, the generals in the team would tell them that they could also do it with their brothers. In fact, what they had to do was very simple, and they were repeated hundreds of times during training, such as lifting a gun, walking in step, etc.
He could only follow the action because Huang San was told more than once and saw it with his own eyes. He would be beaten to death during training, and would be killed by the little flag leader in a mess.
He didn't know why he was standing here, nor did he understand why the guards rushing to the opposite side were brothers before, but now they suddenly became even more vicious than enemies.
Huang San did not know those people, but when he saw the rushing guards rushing over more than a hundred steps, he was like Huang San killing their parents.
Huang San didn't know why he was here either.
Not long ago, the general named Wei, who was afraid of, said that in the place where his brothers could see, His Highness was the third prince. Everyone said that the meat, clothes and salary he had to eat were given by the third prince of the noble man, so he had to work hard for him.
The third prince can often see it, but Huang San doesn't understand many of the things he said, and only knows that people who live in luxury and wealth are definitely different from ordinary people.
However, General Wei said that the third prince was not afraid of arrows at the top of the city. Huang San had some ideas. People who live a good life were not afraid of death, and there seemed to be nothing to be afraid of with a cheap life.
But I was still afraid and couldn't help it... It would be great if I didn't stand in the first row.
The enemy soldiers are getting closer and closer, and you can even clearly see the scar on a soldier's face, and the shouting is even more deafening. Most of the archers in front are tall and big, and those without some strength cannot be sharpshooters.
Huang San's eyes were wide open, sweat kept flowing down from the edge of the iron helmet, his whole body was tense and unable to move. The only thing he could do was to grasp the gun in his hand, as if he could grasp something and then he had a support.
Fortunately, there were two pieces of rags wrapped around his hand. Lao Han said that it was able to prevent slippage, and what he said always made sense.
Huang San's hands were covered in sweat. If it weren't for the cloth being wrapped, it might have slipped.
There was an old wound on one of the finger bones inside the rag. I thought it was cured, but now I started to feel a little pain again.
The two infantry soldiers in the front row followed the order and squatted down!
Someone hissed.
Li Shitou, the small flag leader who was only separated by three people, repeated it again. Huang San followed everyone to squat down, then inserted the end of the spear diagonally into the ground, stepped on it, and then held the gun rod with both hands.
This action is like cutting rice, and you don’t even have to think about it because you have been repeated too many times.
kill!Kill... Not far away, the enemy's shouts were ringing in his ears, so crazy that they wanted to eat their own meat raw.
Huang San thought to himself that once they rushed over, the first row of people would definitely be stabbed to death first. It would be useless to hide, and there was no place to hide, so they could only leave it to fate.
Huang San, who rarely thinks about things, had an extremely active mind at this time. He remembered how soft a woman's breasts were mentioned by Lao Han.
I just heard about this, and he thought of the taste of red stewed meat again.
The stewed meat in the army not only contains enough salt, but also spices. Huang Sanchang has never eaten anything during the Chinese New Year, but now he can eat it every three days.
I have grown my strength. I remember that I was often dizzy when I was cutting rice in the fields. Now I have been standing for a long time with dozens of kilograms of things and still don’t feel tired. I have iron armored weapons and food bags on my body...
It would be great if I didn’t die in this battle, and I could still eat stewed meat when I was alive.
I don't want to die!Huang Sanduo wanted to shout it out so that he could feel better at this moment.
A moment later, three whimpering sounds of horns were heard, and then a loud shout: The Musketeers are ready to attack!
There was a rustling sound behind him, and Huang San could not turn around, but knew that the musketeers behind him had lifted the firearm.
At this time, he watched the archer opposite pull the string open, but he could only squat on the ground and watch.
The general behind him was still yelling: If you didn’t hear the order, who the hell dares to fire? I will peel him alive!
Fortunately, no matter Huang San's case, he only had a long spear in his hand. He basically didn't use the knife on his waist and the two short spears on his back. He knew that if he stood in the first row, he would stab the other party to death with a long spear or be stabbed to death. He just had to use anything else.
Slurp!
Seeing the enemy soldiers let go of their bowstrings, Huang San couldn't help but look up, and saw the dark spots all over the sky, like poking a hornet's nest, suddenly a large group of bees flew over.
He kept silently reciting in his heart: I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die...
After a while, most of the arrows fell on the mud in front of them. The sound of a slap was like a heavy rain, and the ground was instantly covered with thorns.
Suddenly, his head was slightly heavier, and with a nail, Huang San saw an arrow bounce down from his face. He swallowed a mouthful of water, and his hand holding the gun increased a little more strength.
oops!
A scream sounded in his ears. Huang San turned his head and saw an arrow inserted into his brother's thigh on his left, and blood immediately soaked out.
The brother turned pale and threw his spear down and knelt down on one knee, pressed his hand next to the wound, and cried.
At this time, the little flag leader Li Shitou shouted: Not dead yet, howl a few dollars!If you don’t want to die, pick up the gun!
The brother had to pick up the spear with his hands trembling. The blood on his legs had wet his pants and dripped onto the mud.
The enemy soldiers walked forward for a while and took the arrows and lifted the strings again while shouting.
At this time, a trombone sounded from the top of the city, and the generals in the Vermillion Bird Army shouted, and a square flag on the left side of the team was placed flat, like a dragonfly on the water, and then flew into the air again.
A general pulled out his knife and raised it high, then shouted: Let it go!
Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound around him. If he hadn't been prepared, Huang San would have been shocked by this thunderbolt. Even so, his ears were buzzing.
The choking smell of gunpowder suddenly came over. Huang San was already nervous and took a quick breath inadvertently, but he still stopped coughing twice.
Looking at the archers opposite, Huang San remembered the rice fields after the strong wind, and suddenly fell apart, and debris such as bow and arrow scabbards were scattered all over the ground.
The screams were like ghosts crying and gods howling. A soldier was lying on the ground opposite Huang San, his intestines flowed all over the ground, his hands were covered and moaning, his face was twisted, and he didn't die or faint.
Those who were hit by muskets were terrible. There was a bloody hole in the armor, and the undead hands and feet were kicked like fish and shrimps that had just been put into the oil pan. The tragic situation and shouting were completely different from humans. Huang San saw how miserable it was to be hit by a lead ball. He would rather be stabbed to death with a knife and a gun.
Almost instantly, the light soldiers of the government could not withstand another round of shooting, and fled to the wings regardless of the curse of the generals.
Behind was a dense formation of heavy infantry soldiers. The people in front were frightened when they saw the pools of blood and miserable situations on the ground, and the officials would be afraid...
Of course Huang San understood that he had been a military guard before, and most of the soldiers who rushed forward to die were people like him.
kill!The military generals of the government army were still shouting.The infantry in the front row stopped patrolling, but was pushed forward by the people behind.
At a distance of dozens of steps, Huang San saw the officers and soldiers lying on their bodies and clearly felt that they were afraid of death.But someone is still shouting: Go Ah!Kill all the thieves!
Two people were pushed to the ground and were instantly stepped on by the people behind them. The pain was soon covered up by people's screams and noises.
The spearmen in the first row had turned into a curved queue while running, and the team behind seemed to be swords and shields, all roaring towards each other.
The people behind Huang San changed teams amid the shouts of the generals, repeating the process just now.Countless people do the same thing step by step, like a puppet.
There was another loud noise. The crowd, which was already a little messy during the rush, was still dense, as dense as a market. The invisible lead balls were poured into the ant colony like a scoop of boiling water, and they could hit people even if they flew around.
The armor was easily pierced, blood splattered, and another layer of red was clothed in the smoke.
After the assault infantry of the government army fell, it became even more chaotic. The spears and the swords and shields were mixed together, and the weapons in the hands of people were thrown away. They were pushed and squeezed and moved forward in a mess. People could not stop. In order not to be trampled to death, the speed was slower during the assault because of the chaos.
After the firearms fired again, more people turned around and cried and ran away quickly. The collapse spread like a plague, and the gods could not stop it.
The people behind were pushed and held back by the front, and a large number of people began to collapse westward.
This scene reminded Huang San of the Battle of Yongding Guard. He was located behind the team and ran backwards with his brothers around him.
It turns out that this is possible when fighting, without having to fight to the death.
Huang San was one of many ordinary strokes, but he didn't join the Suzaku Army for a long time. He was captured in the Battle of Yongding Guard and was adapted. At that time, the guards were defeated, and he was captured with Lao Han on the way to escape. Lao Han was an old soldier. He was not stupid, but he was very loyal to people. After the Suzaku Army decided to release the prisoners, Lao Han privately said that he would be arrested when he escaped home, and that he would definitely be settled by the generals when he returned to the Acropolis. The generals in the Acropolis were not like Lao Han, and it would be better to stay here than to have food to eat.
Huang San didn't expect that so much, but Lao Han said it would be better to stay, and that would definitely be better to stay.
Huang San's face was very dark, and his thick skin made him look like a 20 or 30-year-old man. He was born as a military householder. At the age of 16, he was sent to Yongding Guard to be a garrison. His profession was a sergeant, but he did the same job as his hometown in Yongding Guard, which was farming. It would be good to participate in training twice a year, and at most a few days a year.
When the battle of Yongding Guards was in the morning, he turned around and thought that his mind was almost blank. He only remembered that the musket was blowing and blood was everywhere, and his hands and feet were shaking. Fear and fear were the most impressive thing.
After seeing blood once, he was still very afraid of the battle formation in Gaodu County. He was not much better than last time, because he did not stand in the first row and died last time, but this time he was in the first row.
The brothers standing on the left and right were close to him. Lao Han was not in the first team. At this time, it was difficult for Huang San to move for a while, so he could only hold the spear more than ten feet long in his hand.
He didn't know what to do, but fortunately, the generals in the team would tell them that they could also do it with their brothers. In fact, what they had to do was very simple, and they were repeated hundreds of times during training, such as lifting a gun, walking in step, etc.
He could only follow the action because Huang San was told more than once and saw it with his own eyes. He would be beaten to death during training, and would be killed by the little flag leader in a mess.
He didn't know why he was standing here, nor did he understand why the guards rushing to the opposite side were brothers before, but now they suddenly became even more vicious than enemies.
Huang San did not know those people, but when he saw the rushing guards rushing over more than a hundred steps, he was like Huang San killing their parents.
Huang San didn't know why he was here either.
Not long ago, the general named Wei, who was afraid of, said that in the place where his brothers could see, His Highness was the third prince. Everyone said that the meat, clothes and salary he had to eat were given by the third prince of the noble man, so he had to work hard for him.
The third prince can often see it, but Huang San doesn't understand many of the things he said, and only knows that people who live in luxury and wealth are definitely different from ordinary people.
However, General Wei said that the third prince was not afraid of arrows at the top of the city. Huang San had some ideas. People who live a good life were not afraid of death, and there seemed to be nothing to be afraid of with a cheap life.
But I was still afraid and couldn't help it... It would be great if I didn't stand in the first row.
The enemy soldiers are getting closer and closer, and you can even clearly see the scar on a soldier's face, and the shouting is even more deafening. Most of the archers in front are tall and big, and those without some strength cannot be sharpshooters.
Huang San's eyes were wide open, sweat kept flowing down from the edge of the iron helmet, his whole body was tense and unable to move. The only thing he could do was to grasp the gun in his hand, as if he could grasp something and then he had a support.
Fortunately, there were two pieces of rags wrapped around his hand. Lao Han said that it was able to prevent slippage, and what he said always made sense.
Huang San's hands were covered in sweat. If it weren't for the cloth being wrapped, it might have slipped.
There was an old wound on one of the finger bones inside the rag. I thought it was cured, but now I started to feel a little pain again.
The two infantry soldiers in the front row followed the order and squatted down!
Someone hissed.
Li Shitou, the small flag leader who was only separated by three people, repeated it again. Huang San followed everyone to squat down, then inserted the end of the spear diagonally into the ground, stepped on it, and then held the gun rod with both hands.
This action is like cutting rice, and you don’t even have to think about it because you have been repeated too many times.
kill!Kill... Not far away, the enemy's shouts were ringing in his ears, so crazy that they wanted to eat their own meat raw.
Huang San thought to himself that once they rushed over, the first row of people would definitely be stabbed to death first. It would be useless to hide, and there was no place to hide, so they could only leave it to fate.
Huang San, who rarely thinks about things, had an extremely active mind at this time. He remembered how soft a woman's breasts were mentioned by Lao Han.
I just heard about this, and he thought of the taste of red stewed meat again.
The stewed meat in the army not only contains enough salt, but also spices. Huang Sanchang has never eaten anything during the Chinese New Year, but now he can eat it every three days.
I have grown my strength. I remember that I was often dizzy when I was cutting rice in the fields. Now I have been standing for a long time with dozens of kilograms of things and still don’t feel tired. I have iron armored weapons and food bags on my body...
It would be great if I didn’t die in this battle, and I could still eat stewed meat when I was alive.
I don't want to die!Huang Sanduo wanted to shout it out so that he could feel better at this moment.
A moment later, three whimpering sounds of horns were heard, and then a loud shout: The Musketeers are ready to attack!
There was a rustling sound behind him, and Huang San could not turn around, but knew that the musketeers behind him had lifted the firearm.
At this time, he watched the archer opposite pull the string open, but he could only squat on the ground and watch.
The general behind him was still yelling: If you didn’t hear the order, who the hell dares to fire? I will peel him alive!
Fortunately, no matter Huang San's case, he only had a long spear in his hand. He basically didn't use the knife on his waist and the two short spears on his back. He knew that if he stood in the first row, he would stab the other party to death with a long spear or be stabbed to death. He just had to use anything else.
Slurp!
Seeing the enemy soldiers let go of their bowstrings, Huang San couldn't help but look up, and saw the dark spots all over the sky, like poking a hornet's nest, suddenly a large group of bees flew over.
He kept silently reciting in his heart: I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die...
After a while, most of the arrows fell on the mud in front of them. The sound of a slap was like a heavy rain, and the ground was instantly covered with thorns.
Suddenly, his head was slightly heavier, and with a nail, Huang San saw an arrow bounce down from his face. He swallowed a mouthful of water, and his hand holding the gun increased a little more strength.
oops!
A scream sounded in his ears. Huang San turned his head and saw an arrow inserted into his brother's thigh on his left, and blood immediately soaked out.
The brother turned pale and threw his spear down and knelt down on one knee, pressed his hand next to the wound, and cried.
At this time, the little flag leader Li Shitou shouted: Not dead yet, howl a few dollars!If you don’t want to die, pick up the gun!
The brother had to pick up the spear with his hands trembling. The blood on his legs had wet his pants and dripped onto the mud.
The enemy soldiers walked forward for a while and took the arrows and lifted the strings again while shouting.
At this time, a trombone sounded from the top of the city, and the generals in the Vermillion Bird Army shouted, and a square flag on the left side of the team was placed flat, like a dragonfly on the water, and then flew into the air again.
A general pulled out his knife and raised it high, then shouted: Let it go!
Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound around him. If he hadn't been prepared, Huang San would have been shocked by this thunderbolt. Even so, his ears were buzzing.
The choking smell of gunpowder suddenly came over. Huang San was already nervous and took a quick breath inadvertently, but he still stopped coughing twice.
Looking at the archers opposite, Huang San remembered the rice fields after the strong wind, and suddenly fell apart, and debris such as bow and arrow scabbards were scattered all over the ground.
The screams were like ghosts crying and gods howling. A soldier was lying on the ground opposite Huang San, his intestines flowed all over the ground, his hands were covered and moaning, his face was twisted, and he didn't die or faint.
Those who were hit by muskets were terrible. There was a bloody hole in the armor, and the undead hands and feet were kicked like fish and shrimps that had just been put into the oil pan. The tragic situation and shouting were completely different from humans. Huang San saw how miserable it was to be hit by a lead ball. He would rather be stabbed to death with a knife and a gun.
Almost instantly, the light soldiers of the government could not withstand another round of shooting, and fled to the wings regardless of the curse of the generals.
Behind was a dense formation of heavy infantry soldiers. The people in front were frightened when they saw the pools of blood and miserable situations on the ground, and the officials would be afraid...
Of course Huang San understood that he had been a military guard before, and most of the soldiers who rushed forward to die were people like him.
kill!The military generals of the government army were still shouting.The infantry in the front row stopped patrolling, but was pushed forward by the people behind.
At a distance of dozens of steps, Huang San saw the officers and soldiers lying on their bodies and clearly felt that they were afraid of death.But someone is still shouting: Go Ah!Kill all the thieves!
Two people were pushed to the ground and were instantly stepped on by the people behind them. The pain was soon covered up by people's screams and noises.
The spearmen in the first row had turned into a curved queue while running, and the team behind seemed to be swords and shields, all roaring towards each other.
The people behind Huang San changed teams amid the shouts of the generals, repeating the process just now.Countless people do the same thing step by step, like a puppet.
There was another loud noise. The crowd, which was already a little messy during the rush, was still dense, as dense as a market. The invisible lead balls were poured into the ant colony like a scoop of boiling water, and they could hit people even if they flew around.
The armor was easily pierced, blood splattered, and another layer of red was clothed in the smoke.
After the assault infantry of the government army fell, it became even more chaotic. The spears and the swords and shields were mixed together, and the weapons in the hands of people were thrown away. They were pushed and squeezed and moved forward in a mess. People could not stop. In order not to be trampled to death, the speed was slower during the assault because of the chaos.
After the firearms fired again, more people turned around and cried and ran away quickly. The collapse spread like a plague, and the gods could not stop it.
The people behind were pushed and held back by the front, and a large number of people began to collapse westward.
This scene reminded Huang San of the Battle of Yongding Guard. He was located behind the team and ran backwards with his brothers around him.
It turns out that this is possible when fighting, without having to fight to the death.
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