This night, Cui Yin slept so deeply that he didn't even have a dream, and when he opened his eyes, the sky was just bright, and he only heard bursts of shouting from outside the military tent, no, it was a loud trumpet.

Suddenly, Cui Yin was in good spirits, jumped up from the military couch violently, hastily put on his clothes and armor, and got out of the military tent, but he saw a foggy patch everywhere, and the visibility was extremely low.

The horn came from the fog, Cui Yin stumbled and walked more than a dozen steps, and was bumping into a group of foot soldiers lined up in a neat formation, kicking forward, each step was sonorous and powerful.

This is the most elite soldier of the Shenwu Army, and it is also the first time Cui Yin has seen it, and the Shenwu Army that he has been longing for for a long time is finally completely displayed in front of him.

"Messenger, the prime minister is invited!"

It wasn't until there was a call behind him that Cui Yin woke up from shock and ecstasy.

He is a person of great fantasy, yesterday's bloody war tore apart the previous twenty years of bad illusions, war is not only the blood boiling of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, but also the soul of life and death and the eternal sleep.

Once the bones are dry, who is willing to be one of the bones that are full of dry bones?

But what if you don't want to? Things don't change because of everyone's wishes.

"The envoy should go with the villain, the prime minister will hold a military meeting in a while, please invite the envoy to attend, if it is late, the villain will be punished!"

Cui Yin nodded and followed the man quickly.

The military meeting of the Shenwu Army was a bit different, with generals of all sizes sitting around and discussing the situation on the battlefield as if they were at home, as if they were not fighting a life-and-death battle with the Great Cannibal.

Cui Yin came late, and when Qin Jin's majestic gaze swept over, he even felt a little weak-hearted, and subconsciously lowered his head, after all, being late for a military meeting can be suspected of delaying the military aircraft, if it is a person in the army, even if he is beaten with a military stick, it is common.

"Brother Cui, please take a seat, did you sleep well last night?"

However, Qin Jin did not reprimand for this, but asked kindly, which made Cui Yin very embarrassed and replied:

"Sleep well, toss for a day and a night, come back from the ghost gate, and still be able to sleep on the couch, there is nothing better than this!"

There was a hint of gloomy and loneliness in his words, and Qin Jin's eyes revealed an expected taste.

People who go to the battlefield for the first time will be stimulated by the bloodiness of the battle, so it is not uncommon for them to have some psychological fluctuations, as long as their hearts are strong enough, they will always survive.

Although Cui Yin is brave, he must also have this experience.

Therefore, even if Cui Yin was interested in joining the Shenwu Army and was still in the stage of being investigated, Qin Jin would not recklessly blame him.

Today's military meeting is a daily meeting, summarizing yesterday's battle, the number of kills and the number of casualties.

Due to the sudden rainstorm, the exact number of enemies killed is unknown, and the casualties of their own family are not optimistic, but fortunately it is also this rainstorm that allows them to avoid more large-scale casualties.

"The heavy rain raised by this son of a bitch will rain for another day and a half, and when the artillery camp arrives, they will all go back to their hometown!"

One of the more rude generals said loudly. The other, white-faced and long-bearded man, objected.

"Heavy rain continues,* it is inevitable to get damp, and the cannons will be duds at that time, and the artillery battalion with a clear bull's nose is worse than a fire battalion!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter, as if these crises were just a joke.

Cui Yin was a little stunned.

As we all know, at the beginning of the artillery battalion, no one was willing to go, and in the end they could only select relatively suitable people from the old, weak, sick and disabled, so as long as the cannon did not go off, their combat effectiveness may not be as good as the fire battalion that cooks full-time.

Earlier, the artillery battalion had always been the object of ridicule by the battalions of the Shenwu Army, but until this western expedition, the artillery battalion had repeatedly performed miraculous feats, especially those old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers who dared to line up in front of the infantry formation, taking huge risks to gnaw the first and most difficult bones for the infantry.

Over time, when people mention the artillery camp again, there will be a lot more weight in their words, but this habit of ridicule cannot be changed for a while.

Jokes aside, in the present, they must solve the crisis of the forward battalion.

The fog could stop at any time, and once the light cleared and the big cannibals came to their senses, the forward battalion would certainly not be an opponent.

But they were fortunate and bold, and even in such a situation, there were still proposals to take advantage of the fog to attack the camp of the great cannibals.

Qin Jin denied this.

It was also suggested that the forward battalion should retreat ten miles, leaving an empty camp to set up a suspicious formation, so as to avoid incurring the attack and retaliation of the big cannibals, so that it would be difficult to parry.

Without waiting for Qin Jin to object, several people had already raised objections first.

They believed that if the forward battalion retreated, although it was safer, it would inevitably affect the morale of the army, and at the same time, it would be equal to the real strength of the cannibals.

Fighting more with less is a battle of the heart, Qin Jin certainly doesn't expect to win more with less, as long as they persist until the arrival of the brigade, it is enough.

Now that there is heavy fog to help, he believes that holding on for two days should not be a problem, as long as the time of the two days is up, and the main forces are arriving one after another, this battle can be regarded as the official beginning.

On the other side of the fog, Mahdi sat by the fire, his face flushed with the light of the fire, and yesterday's battle, which had shown signs of victory, had been extinguished by a heavy rain.

No, it's a rainstorm!

This rainstorm is rare in a hundred years in Khorasan, so much so that rumors began to appear in the army that the Tang people were protected by the gods, so that when they were at a disadvantage, a torrential rain appeared to relieve them from the siege.

Mahdi was not polite to the rumors, and directly grabbed them and sent them to the gallows, and broke their necks.

After killing a few people, the rumors gradually subsided, but things did not change according to his will.

Yesterday's torrential rain was followed by today's fog, and this kind of ghost weather simply can't be combated.

Mahdi cursed the ghost weather while eating the freshly roasted lamb.

He was a man who was accustomed to enjoying life, and although he had led the army for many years, it was difficult to break this habit.

At this time, some people claimed to have caught the spies, and Mahdi knew that the Tang people were cunning, and thought that it might be the tricks of the Tang people, so he simply ordered those spies to be hanged.

Soon, more than a dozen stiff corpses hung from poles and swayed from side to side.

Because of the fog, there are not many people who know that a dozen spies have been hanged today, and they are limited to Mahdi's base camp.

However, before these people's bodies were cold, another spy sent them to the door.

Mahdiden thought it strange and wanted to see them before hanging them.

Look at what the hell the Tang people are playing, there are many people who are not afraid of death and dare to come to die!