I haven't dreamed in a long time, because this dream is so weird.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, and from the ubiquitous pool of blood, crawling out of all sorts of mutilated, stray and disgusting bodily fluids, wailing humanoids, they staggered with their hands and feet, trying to crawl towards me.

There was a sense of déjà vu in it, perhaps at a certain intersection, perhaps in the ruins of that village, and the fragments of memory that I regretted, that I was surprised and angry, almost all turned into projections in various forms.

Probably because of the pressure that has accumulated invisibly on the battlefield recently, I also have the need for psychological counseling, and I can even laugh at myself in the face of this.

Unconsciously, I already have a lot of human life in my hands, do I regret it, how is this possible, I am a traverser, carrying the sustenance and ambition of thousands of people, destined to bring earth-shaking changes to this world.

You don't even have the hope and ability to fight against your own fate, so you can only pretend to be a scary war scum after death, and what can you do about it.

I stretched out my arms and feet almost with some fanatical and cheerfulness, and I couldn't wait for more than one.

Then, with a vicious sneer, I twisted the face of the last suspected victim and stepped on the dirt, and the world seemed to be ravaged and shattered, and the scene changed again,

Beneath the canopy of burning clouds, endless broken swords, guns, and shields are endlessly arrayed with weapons, mountain after mountain, and unknown battlefield ruins that cannot be seen, or a weapon graveyard that fills the entire horizon.

Farther and farther, I even saw guns in the dirt from fallen trees, and objects resembling chariots, flying machines, and great ships, which were stained by the setting sun with a kind of terrifying redness, an ominous low-key that had accumulated after the evaporation of countless blood waters.

Infinite sword system, still, I can't help but reach out,

As I touched, it was as if I had turned some invisible gear, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was eroded by the years, from the rust that appeared on the surface, to the iron sand that dissipated in the wind, and finally disappeared into the dark dust.

In the end, all that was left was the sky and the earth in the chaos, the almost omnipresent triangular eyes, which seemed to urge me to do something.

I sat up slowly from the marching bed with an unusually rapid heartbeat, and used a big breath to dispel the feeling of detachment that filled my body, and glanced at my surroundings, the faint glow of the morning light, leaking through the corner of the curtain, illuminating the outline of the interior furnishings, the simple sand table of the city, the map hanging on the wall, the long and short firearms and single-edged swords on the weapon racks.

I let out a sigh of relief, but fortunately, at least I didn't go back into any mess.

The guards who were waiting outside, hearing the movement, whispered a few inquiries and greetings, and those who could serve as the guards in front of my tent were naturally the best choices in this small team, but in terms of daily service and daily life, they could not be of much use as a soldier's specialty.

At the moment every human resource is precious, and there is no need for me to waste these human resources for personal vanity and a little comfort that may not be rented.

Therefore, in addition to the premise of hugging in front of and back in public, reflecting the need for status and pomp, I still try to support myself as much as possible in this kind of private space.

Put away the camp bed and set the tree aside.

It is said to be a bed, but it is actually a multi-purpose stretcher sewn from two sticks and a thick cloth, and there are rope sleeves at both ends that can be hung or held on the back as a fix.

In addition to rescuing the wounded, it can also be used to transport goods for short distances, or even erected as some kind of tent wall, with planks and stones to be used as shelters, or as part of a temporary bridge built by wading across the water.

And the camp bed is just one of the many uses for this thing. Only the right support, from wooden frames and saddles to the ubiquitous stones and bricks, and even straw and branches, can be used as beds.

After all, most of the territory of the Southern Dynasty was in the warm and rainy and humid temperate to the tropics, and the same is true for Tiannan, even if it is on top of the city tower, the earth atmosphere is also quite heavy, if you lie directly on it, it is easy to fall back pain rheumatism and other big and small problems

Proper attention to such small details and the experience of predecessors can avoid unnecessary non-war attrition.

Simply dip your face in water, eat overheated Yu Cai Fish Muffin Cake and make soup, and the soldiers are overnight scones with cold canned meat and a morning meal with miso soup.

After the warm-up of the Lingering Gate Money, simple points and drills, a small number of cavalry took the flag taken from the city as the lead, and we set out in formation.

It's not the first time I've been on the battlefield myself, but it's the first time I've worn armor, and the cold armor through the soft silk lining makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

This is a plain black tube Mingguang armor characteristic of the Southern Dynasties, consisting of a cape with scales covering the upper chest and shoulders, a long barrel body with an inner sleeve that locks the knee-length, and a three-piece top-down set that wraps the chest and abdomen with silk linen and a belly that is also scratch-resistant.

It is about a dozen catties to wear, plus the iron pocket that covers the back of the head and the half edge of the neck with a thin metal mesh, and it feels heavy on the body, and it doesn't take long for the sweat to soak through the cotton placket, and even the fire gun hanging on the back and the hardcover silver-edged long knife on the waist crotch can hardly be felt.

At the front of the line, the white soldiers wore a few round iron helmets, while the spear team wore leather helmets, while the center gun team and the shooting team only wore plain heads and sweat scarves to avoid affecting the line of sight and the shooting circle.

The relatively uniform march through the bloodstained and other remnants of the streets, except for the rustle of marching steps and harnesses, weapons rubbing against the armor, and the murmured shouts of the veterans correcting the ranks and order.

Tiannan City, known as the capital city, was originally built in a large area, and it also gathered a large number of people and the essence of wealthy families, so from a certain point of view, the task of "purging" the place by the official army is really a long way to go.

In the houses and dilapidated buildings along the neighborhood, you can see groups of officers and soldiers moving inside from time to time, and a small number of guards sitting on the walls or watchtowers of the neighborhood with bows and crossbows look at us coldly and vigilantly.

Occasionally, carts laden with wounded soldiers and corpses, groups of weeping residents who had been driven down passed by us. This is the price of "purging" the city.

Compared with the Yingtianmen built by Chengtianmen in Chang'an, Xijing, the majestic and gorgeous city towers and several memorial arches have been collapsed into several indistinguishable piles of ruins, revealing the spacious and straight middle street avenue behind.

I even had the illusion that it was a time and space replacement, which made me return to the Luodu study tour, and the annual festival open to the Heavenly Street ceremony. Standing in the position of the gatehouse called Ruins, it should be the imaginary emperor of the Tang Dynasty and his close ministers.

We were assigned the so-called "assistance mission", which was to clean up the nature of the battlefield and carry out further public security clean-up and follow-up control of the newly seized areas by the officers and troops;

Search for those fish that have slipped through the net, drive them out, annihilate and capture; They even cleared temporary passages through the rubble to find materials that could be used for collection.

Usually there are only sporadic battles and unexpected encounters, and the average risk is not large, but it is relatively trivial and hard work, but it requires a certain amount of combat effectiveness.

For this reason, the men and horses drawn need not to affect the strength and balance of the official army, so I, who had just been a little outstanding, was selected.

After receiving the order the day before yesterday, with the help of the Fifth Ping Staff Group, I indirectly deduced this result with various clues and signs, and then spent a whole day combining and arranging accordingly.

Mainly referring to some concepts in the "Ji Xiao Quanshu", he tried to match spearmen, white soldiers, marksmen, and gunmen into small groups, and divided them into dozens of groups of 20 to 30 people, so as to cope with the dangers and other situations that may be encountered in these urban neighborhoods.

The pacesetters and teaching teams, as well as the two newly created white soldiers, serve as my mobile forces, ready to respond to and support these combat squads.

In this way, even if one of the squads encounters a more threatening enemy in complex terrain, it has a certain ability to protect itself, send out an alarm signal, or take corresponding countermeasures.

Thinking a lot, my front team passed through the tall ruins of Yingtianmen, only to find that there were no men waiting here to hand over the defense.

Tiannanxing is in the Chonghua Palace, listening to the distant fighting and bursting, as well as the sound of the palace collapsing in the flames, Liang Quanxian, the once powerful Tonghai Gongliang, seems to have ushered in his own end

This qiē is like a dream, a dream woven by him for decades, the confusion and loss of less into the public house, the hard work of calming Tiannan, the grand cause of entering the center, and the ambition of innovation and revolution

During this period, it was mixed with the old shogunate master, all kinds of favors for the mediocre and ordinary brother, and the unwillingness and resentment of favoritism.

Then the wind and clouds changed, and he rose up with the momentum because of the time, and finally he was only one step away from that big position, and then,

This qiē was all in vain in the failed attempt, and then fell all the way into the abyss of desperation, and together with hundreds of thousands of Tiannan soldiers and civilians paid the price for his dreams and ambitions.

At the peak, he commanded ten battalions, pacified the three guards, the eleventh military government, and sent the treasury to Guangmu Tiannan volunteers, known as the 100,000 army. After suppressing and disposing of it, a small number of generals in the Tiannan Prefectures set up ambushes and defeated the officials and troops sent by the north, and they had millions of people in more than ten states in two rivers and one plain.

However, after the crusade army that the imperial court attached great importance to came to the sea, the strength of the soldiers under his command became a kind of joke, and the tens of thousands of volunteers who divided the ports were swept away by these tiger and wolf divisions almost overnight.

Then those high-spirited voices of support and followers quickly evaporated under the butcher's knives of the officials and soldiers, like dewdrops under the morning sun.

Then the soldiers and civilians of the ten states were driven into the city by the officers and soldiers almost without hindrance, and then trapped him in the last line.

With a calm face, he said goodbye to his concubines and children one by one, and then sent them into the secret passage

As one of the opposition forces in the government and the opposition that was severely suppressed by the shogunate, the representative of the Gwanghwa Party, the governor of Jiao Prefecture from the north, Schoes, was standing in front of him and continued to persuade him bitterly.

As long as you can escape alive and retreat to Yuanzhou, which the imperial court can't detect, there are still all kinds of reasons for doing things. Then he was overjoyed to see that the other party had finally stood up.

"Your Excellency has finally made up your mind" "Admittedly......"

He replied with a bloody blade through his chest, and he looked at the lord in front of him with some disbelief, and the people behind him, who had spent a lot of effort to support and assist, killed himself so casually. The light yì cut off the last glimmer of hope for a comeback.

"Don't think you're lonely, you don't know what your generation is thinking about......"

Tong Haigong gently pulled out the silver knife with a gilt dragon and sighed

"As long as this stump is released, it falls into their grasp......"

"Whether it's raising troops in Yuanzhou, or going out to overseas domains to start an incident...... can greatly contain the attention of the country."

"And you are so searched and suppressed in the scene, you can only hide in the kind of rats who are struggling to survive,"

"It just happened to take advantage of the chaos to rise again, and it wasn't ...... to restore"

"It's a pity that Lonely, after all, it's the ...... surnamed Liang"

At this moment, a voice interrupted his self-talk

"Your Majesty, Wu Pingjun has broken the double gate...... The Leizhou army also passed the Luan Chongdian ......"

A military general dressed in black light armor, with the breath of gunsmoke and blood, stepped into the hall.

"Please move ...... slightly"

A moment later, on top of a Taicheng

"Tell all the subordinates and soldiers, the life and death of my generation are all in this last move......"

Tong Hai said loudly

"No......"

Inside and outside, a heavy hoarse answer and roar almost shook the clouds and smoke that shrouded the sky