A few days ago, Cao Qing, who was in charge of the training of the Cadet Army, selected 50 teenagers, including him, plus more than 50 shorter soldiers in the village soldiers, and were taken to a hidden mountain col. There they lay on the wagons, covered with firewood and mud, and even their heads were covered with crushed horse grass. All they have to do is not make any noise and endure in silence.

No one told them why they did it, and no one told them what they were doing it for, Cao Qing just told them that there was no order, no sound, and no one was allowed to come out.

The first time, Chen Wangchun and the others stayed in the carriage for an hour, and two teenagers couldn't bear it, so they just moved, and they were pulled out and driven back to the village.

The second time was two hours, and there were fourteen or fifteen people who couldn't help but move again, and were once again driven back by Cao Qing.

The third time lasted for three hours, and dozens of people either couldn't stand it anymore and jumped out of the camouflaged carriage, or they were driven back because they couldn't stand the irresistible physical factors, such as urinating, defecation, hunger, and other reasons.

Chen Wangchun didn't know what Cao Qing was doing, but he knew that this training was to find a group of people who could disguise and hide all day. During this process, these people are not allowed to move, they are not allowed to make any sounds, and they even have to control their physical needs.

Just last night, Chen Wangchun and the remaining fifty people were taken to a team of grain trucks, camouflaged on the cars, and directly put into grain bags. After a long time, Chen Wangchun felt that the grain cart was moving, walked through the mountain road, walked over the thick ice, and then walked on the flat official road. He didn't know how long he walked, but he only felt like he was in a huge and quiet yard. Then the ox cart moved again, and this time he heard the commotion of the bazaar, and entered the city, he did not know where he was, what he was going to do, but he knew that he had entered the county seat.

Without receiving any orders, Chen Wangchun could only continue to hide honestly in the car. One day, when he was hungry, he nibbled on a few mouthfuls of dry food, and when he was thirsty, he drank cold water from a water bag. Especially after entering the city, anyone is strictly forbidden to eat in any way.

Lying on his stomach for a long time made him sore, because the blood did not circulate, and his limbs froze with more than a dozen chilblains, which he didn't feel. But this is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is the mental depression. In such a claustrophobic space, darkness, fear, depression, and loneliness erode his heart all the time. He was now eager to push away the grass and other things above his head, jump up and roar hard, and jump around like a madman.

They could hear the sound outside, and just when a voice wanted to check the grain truck, Chen Wangchun's nervous heart was about to reach his throat. If the disguise is revealed, Chen Wangchun will not know

What to do. Fortunately, a familiar voice successfully defused the crisis.

I don't know how long it was, but suddenly he felt a warm heat that ran down his head and onto his face, "Damn! The smell of the liquid made him quickly understand what it was, and the long lurking made the brother above pee his pants. But he couldn't wipe it, and if he did, it would make a sound, so he could only close his eyes and grit his teeth and stiffen up.

After a soak of urine, Chen Wangchun felt that the sack on his body finally came with a sound.

Someone was lightly lifting the grain bags from the wagon.

Chen Wangchun perked up and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't forget Cao Qing's instructions, moved his limbs slightly, and got up lightly.

The whole convoy of people sat up one after another, climbed off the ox cart one by one, and some even rolled off the ox cart because their limbs were not strong for a while. The wood in their mouths made them only let out a dull low hum. In the dim light, at first glance, they looked like evil ghosts crawling out of the ground.

"Move your limbs as soon as possible and stand in formation." Cao Qing saw everyone crawling out and scolded in a low voice.

Hearing the order, everyone carefully rubbed their arms and thighs, moving slowly like a group of old people. Ding Chen strode up and handed a large bag of liquor to a village soldier beside him. The village soldier took it and took the tree from his mouth. He took a big sip in silence, then handed it to a teenager next to him, who drank it, and then handed it to the next 。。。。。。 With a cup of tea, these elites carefully selected by Qinjia Village were exhausted and reborn.

Chen Wangchun was the first to stand up and took a long breath of cold air. Suddenly, reflexively, he stabbed at the scar that had just walked over like lightning.

Scar's eyes widened in horror as he watched the shot that stabbed him, his mind went blank, and his body was stiff and couldn't move.

"Poof!" With a muffled sound, Scar felt that his body was in pain.

The spear didn't pierce Scar's body, and there was a grain bag in mid-air, and a spear pierced it.

Scar spread his legs wide, looked at the tip of the Xue Liang spear, which was only half an inch from his crotch, and swallowed with difficulty.

"What for? Scar, look at your point! If it's because you're bad, I'll pick your skin! And you Chen Wangchun, don't put it down quickly, aren't you tired of picking it up like this? Cao Qing strode over and scolded the two of them with a low voice.

A trace of grievance flashed in Chen Wangchun's eyes, and he hurriedly put down the grain bag and ran into the army with Scar.

The shot that Chen Wangchun stabbed was not aimed at his old enemy Scar, but at a grain bag that was accidentally touched by Scar. As long as that grain bag falls on the ground, it will definitely make a sound, and if it is not good, it will be bad

Affair.

Scar followed Chen Wangchun and ran towards everyone, looking at Chen Wangchun's back, which was much thinner than himself, and felt afraid for a while. The shot just now really frightened him, and almost abolished him, making him lose his children and grandchildren. He began to be a little afraid of Chen Wangchun in his heart, this kid used to be as stubborn as a donkey in his eyes, and he was fierce enough, but he didn't pose any substantial threat to him, this was the first time he almost died in the hands of Chen Wangchun.

Cao Qing looked at the dozens of people who were quickly assembled and nodded with satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, the thirty archers in front of him quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Cao Qing pulled out his waist knife, "Kill!" ”

Chen Wangchun stood in the first row of the small spear array, following Cao Qing's footsteps like a county official, nervousness made the tip of his spear tremble slightly. The five or six county soldiers standing guard at the gate of the county yamen in front were almost simultaneously pierced through the throat by the archers of Qinjia Village, who occupied the commanding heights, and they didn't even have time to snort.

So far, the county soldiers and officials of the county government have not found anything unusual, but Chen Wangchun and his comrades-in-arms are already nervous and unable to move their legs.

"Don't be afraid, rush me!" Cao Qing secretly screamed, after all, it was still a group of children, it was impossible to be the same as a real soldier, and this kind of scene didn't seem to let them see it so early.

Cao Qing's low drink boosted the morale of the teenagers a little, and they all spread their feet and rushed forward in front of Cao Qing. Although there is still a little bit of timidity, they are slowly entering the state. It is worthy of being the elite carefully selected from the 300 Youth Army, and even when running, it can still maintain a neat formation.

"Bang!" Cao Qing kicked open the door of the backyard of the county government, "Kill in!" Cao Qing shouted, his eyes had turned blood-red, and his face was full of murderous aura.

In the courtyard of the county government, several drunken county soldiers and hundreds of family heads and family heads looked at Cao Qing and his group in astonishment. Living comfortably for too long, even if they saw the tip of the snowy gun, they didn't understand what was going on for a while.

"What are you doing? Don't know where this is? A county soldier stood up with his head shaking his head and shouted and scolded Cao Qing.

"Whoosh!" There was a piercing scream, and the head looked up at the sky in confusion.

"Poof!" Before he could understand what was going on, a feathered arrow easily pierced his throat, and blood gushed out like a fountain behind his neck.

At the same time, a rain of arrows shot over everyone within a few steps of him.

"Brother county soldier, we have a little friendship, quickly flash to the side, don't delay your errands." Cao Qing shouted at the county soldiers in the courtyard.

"Spear formation, attack!" Cao Qing didn't look at the results of the battle, and didn't care about the reaction of the county soldiers, pointed forward with his waist knife, and led the gun array to crush the enemy who was still stunned.