Su Zhuoju, dressed in a white robe and silver armor, looked at the army in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go!"

Chen Jun rode a horse, also mixed in with the army, and followed all the way south.

He also deeply saw Su Zhuoju's ability to lead troops along the way, it is difficult to describe, if he must say it, Chen Jun can only say that if he is the emperor, he will be very willing to hand over the soldiers to him, but if he is a soldier, he will definitely not want to have a general like Su Zhuoju.

Su Zhuoju's requirements and standards are very high, and even if he has high requirements for himself, he must firmly let others feel the high depth of this standard.

Chen Jun is also a member of the victims, and he has not yet been liberated.

The only luck is probably because of Su Zhuoju's high requirements and high efficiency, so that they reached their destination as quickly as possible.

Su Zhuoju looked at the map in the camp tent and studied the terrain and the art of war, Chen Jun glanced at it a little, it was all densely annotated small characters, from this point of view, Su Zhuoju was indeed a very reliable and responsible person in essence, except for some more fucked up habits.

Chen Jun smiled and poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

Su Zhuoju took a sip.

"Tomorrow is the battle, and the place is on this plain, and this terrain is ......," he thought, tapping his fingertips on the wooden table.

"How?"

Before Su Zhuoju could speak, a bulletin suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Come in."

Chen Jun turned around and looked like a serious study of the marching chart hanging on the wall.

He is now Su Zhuoju's personal soldier, although he is not worried about being recognized, it is better to be more restrained.

Su Zhuoju raised his eyebrows and pressed his hands on the table.

"You say, they attacked first, and they were only twenty miles away from our camp?"

"Back to Your Highness, yes."

"Immediately reorganize the army and prepare for war!"

"Yes!"

Chen Jun walked up to him and frowned, "How can it be so fast?" ”

"King Li's army united with the foreign tribes of Nanyi, has captured seven cities, Nanyi is a barbarian, after entering the city, burning, killing and looting, without scruples, we are running for many days, they want to take the lead, it is not surprising to be a temptation, in fact, our army is the same, the two sides test each other's truth."

Chen Jun saw him put on his armor, grabbed his spear, and said; "You're going to fight too?"

Su Zhuoju nodded.

"I'm the commander."

"Then I'll be with you." Chen Jun opened the curtain and looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, feeling inexplicably arrogant.

The man made great achievements on the battlefield, and since he competed with Su Zhuoju that day, he was no longer as resistant to the battle as before, but was eager to try.

Su Zhuoju threw him a pair of armor, raised his eyebrows and said, "Whatever you want, but don't call me to save you when the time comes, I don't have that much spare time!" ”

Chen Jun snorted.

"I will return this sentence to you as it is, Your Highness Su!"

Su Zhuoju's eyes were slightly sideways, and he glanced at him obliquely, Chen Jun's chin was slightly raised, and his eyes were looking directly.

There was a hint of a smile in his eyes, and a little bit of competition.

Su Zhuoju took the lead in turning his head, strode outside the tent, turned over his horse, pointed obliquely at the gun in his right hand, and hunted with a white cloak behind his back.

When Chen Jun saw him go away, he couldn't help but hold his forehead and laugh lowly.

The two armies faced each other, and Su Zhuoju took the lead, looking at the soldiers and horses facing each other in the distance.

The yellow sand is rolling, this is the plain, and the two armies have no terrain to occupy, but in comparison, the number of enemy troops is a little more, a full 150,000, while Su Zhuoju's soldiers and horses are only 100,000.

Chen Jun took a look at the posture on both sides, his side looked in better spirits, and the army on the opposite side was obviously divided into two factions, even a layman like him could see that there were Li Wang's subordinates on that side, and Nanyi on that side.

In this way, even if there are many people, it is useless to have a discordant heart.

He relieved himself slightly.

Then I heard the horn of the battle, Su Zhuoju is not a person who likes nonsense, since everyone is here and the posture is open, then just fight a battle.

In an instant, the shouts of killing were loud and clear.

Chen Jun pulled the blade out of the chest of an enemy soldier, splattering his face with blood, and reached out to wipe the blood stains mixed with dust on his face.

The sound of horns, the sound of knives □□ into flesh, cries of pain, roars of vent, and even cries of fear.

But that voice was short-lived, and those who dared to lay down their weapons on the battlefield had only one way to die.

The severed limbs and remnants in one place, Chen Jun couldn't bear to look at them at first, and he tried not to step on them as much as possible, but after fighting for a long time, he couldn't take care of anything, there were enemies in front and behind, and some even killed red-eyed, and I didn't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy.

Chen Jun's heart gradually became cold and numb, life under the war was the most worthless, small as gravel, humble as grass.

He heard the sound of blades slashing against armor and flesh countless times, and the blood confused his eyes and covered his heart.

Chen Jun didn't think about anything now, just dodged, wielded a knife, killed, repeated again and again, and cycled again and again.

- This is the battlefield!

He decisively abandoned those complicated and useless moves in the fight, and only the most concise and direct slash, which is also very labor-saving, can better keep himself alive.

Chen Jun has no such experience, but it doesn't mean that he won't look at it, a man's talent in combat and killing is high or low, but the instinct to avoid a crisis in life is unlimited.

He has a good memory, a high level of understanding, and coupled with his already very good strength, he can see more than anyone else and learn faster than anyone else.

A lot of unnecessary actions, he will immediately make changes after he understands, constantly adjusting, constantly experimenting, Su Zhuoju helped him cut off the long-term ideological shackles, and this battlefield made him abandon all his weaknesses.

Life and death, it turns out that it's as simple as that.

There was a faint commotion in the distance, and the army led by Su Zhuoju was not entirely veterans of a hundred battles, but also included some recruits who had been drafted, these people were the most likely to be afraid, facing the cruelty between life and death, and facing the battlefield of flesh and blood.

There will always be people who will be afraid and will flee.

Chen Jun watched from afar, and Su Zhuoju turned around on his war horse and took a bow, an arrow from afar.

The people he shot and killed were not enemy generals, but deserters from his own army, and the whistling arrows pierced deep into the hearts of the soldiers.

Su Zhuoju put down his bow and shouted: "Runaway, die." ”

"-- Those who kill more than 10 enemies will be rewarded with one gold, and those who have killed more than 100 will be rewarded with ten gold."

The heavy rewards and punishments made many soldiers red-eyed, and they did not dare to retreat anymore, but could only move forward.

Chen Jun swung his knife and stabbed the throat of the enemy soldiers who were sneaking up behind him, this was the last one, there were already a pile of corpses lying under his feet, and the enemy soldiers were far away from it, unwilling to approach.

Chen Jun's knife was pointed on the ground, and his eyes looked at Su Zhuoju with a little distraction.

Blood hid his face, and the spear still carried the head of an enemy soldier, and the white armor cloak had turned dark red, and he was covered in blood, but his eyes were always as sharp as knives.

Su Zhuoju is too familiar with the battlefield, too accustomed to killing, and the thick blood and killing machine are not because of his weapons, but from himself, as if only conquest and death make him the most happy.

Chen Jun saw him smiling, that kind of smile, very simple, very pure, very proud.

It was a beauty that bloomed with blood, cruel as a nightmare, but it taught people to forget it for a long time.

The leader of Nanyi looked at Su Zhuoju with an expressionless face.

He asked the generals beside him softly, "Who is that person?" ”

"It's the commander of this army, and I heard those people say that they are the princes of heaven and dynasty." The people the generals were clearly the subordinates of King Li.

"Oh?" Nan Muqi, the supreme leader of Nanyi, looked at that person with interest, "I didn't expect that they would have such a strong prince, since this is the case, this king will go for a while!" ”

Chen Jun was not far from Su Zhuoju, so he followed him all the way to the enemy, and the two of them tore a bloody line on this chaotic battlefield one after the other.

Su Zhuoju's wrist flipped, and he casually used a horse pistol, overturning the seven or eight soldiers next to him, Chen Jun immediately stepped forward to mend the knife, and wiped it on the neck if he was not dead, and the two cooperated tacitly, and the effect was also considerable.

One by one, the enemy soldiers couldn't help but retreat.

Su Zhuoju didn't chase anymore, his hand was long, the gun was diagonally to the ground, and the blood from the tip of the gun splashed on the ground one by one, accompanied by his slightly rapid gasp.

Chen Jun is okay, his endurance is stronger than Su Zhuoju, and he is making up the knife in the back, and the consumption on the body is not very large.

But at this moment, they have penetrated deep into the heart of the enemy army, and they are vaguely disconnected from their own army, which is not a good situation.

Suddenly, the enemy soldiers separated, and a group of cavalry wearing the uniforms of Nanyi generals was exposed, and the one in the middle was dressed in heavy armor, with a high nose bridge, deep eyebrows, and a beard, revealing an indescribable heroic domineering.

He looked Su Zhuoju up and down a few times, and then said with interest.

"You are Yao Wang Su Zhuoju?"

Before Su Zhuoju could say anything, he said again.

"Your Highness is quite a standard! More beautiful than the most beautiful woman in my Nanyi!"

"Hah!" Chen Jun couldn't help but laugh.

- It's obvious that he is teasing, but Chen Jun looks at Su Zhuoju's bloody face, and he is all like this, how can he see that he is good-looking?

Hearing the voice, Su Zhuoju and Nan Muqi both cast their eyes over, Su Zhuoqi was used to being praised by people for his beauty.

Hearing Nan Muqi's words, he could already calmly resist the urge to draw his sword, so Chen Jun laughed, he was just a little curious, as for Nan Muqi, he just felt that the other party was laughing at himself, he couldn't help but pick up the big knife, pointed at him and said, "What are you kid laughing at?" ”

Chen Jun took a few steps on the ground to borrow strength, then turned over and jumped up, sat behind Su Zhuoju, and rode with him, Su Zhuoju felt his left hand clasped on his waist, and his waist stiffened for a moment, but he did not push it away.

"I laugh at you Nanyi people are ugly, the most beautiful women actually look like men!" Chen Jun replied lazily.

"You ......" Nan Muqi's face was full of anger, but it quickly relented, he glared at Chen Jun, and then flicked his long knife, "What is the power of the light and tongue?" If you have the ability, you can compete with this king, and let me see what you rely on to dare to make a big statement here!! ”

"Why not?" Chen Jun played with a knife flower, and then looked at the big knife in Nan Muqi's hand over there, which was almost more than a person high, and then leaned into Su Zhuoju's ear and whispered to him.

"Your Highness Su, please lend me your weapon!"

Su Zhuoju glanced at him, then handed out the long gun and the gun, and he only said three words.

"Don't lose."

Chen Jun couldn't help but laugh when he listened to his command-like tone, and finally took the opportunity to hold the gun and hugged him from behind, looking at Su Zhuoju's cold eyes, he said softly.

"Don't worry."

Nan Muqi's face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "Hey! You've had enough flirting! ”

"No, why don't you wait?" Chen Jun smiled at him with white teeth, looking very sunny and harmless.

Nan Muqi snorted and said indifferently.

"This king doesn't take advantage of you, let's get off the horse!"

Seeing him say this, with such a resolute attitude, Chen Jun also jumped off the horse, and waved the gun in his hand a few times to try the feeling.

He hadn't used a gun, but if he used a knife, the length was really not enough, so he had to barely get on.

But thinking of what happened just now, Chen Jun couldn't help but snicker, Su Zhuoju didn't want to push him away, but he didn't have that strength, and the consumed body didn't recover.

For Chen Jun, it is rare to be able to beat him once, and by the way, he really feels that his life is almost complete.

After all, Su Zhuoju is so difficult to deal with, he knows best, and it is still very rewarding to be able to play hooligan on his actual actions.

As for the verbal aspect, he thought, Su Zhuoju should probably be almost used to it, right?

- Tsk, somehow I'm a little sympathetic!