Chapter 17: Yellow Clouds

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Strange to say, at the beginning, when everyone heard that there were 10,000 thieves coming this afternoon, they all had sad faces. It's just that he is afraid of Wang Shen's military law and ruthless hands, so he can only bow his head and ears. But Wang Shen could still see that there was a dark tide of worry and fear surging in the army, and no one dared to guarantee that once the battle began, the people in the army with other ideas would not abandon their comrades and flee desperately.

In modern society, Wang Shen ran a cultural company and managed a team of more than 30 people, so he naturally had a great grasp of people's hearts, otherwise he would not have succeeded later, and how could he not see the instability in the army.

It's still what he said to Lu Can on the roof of the warehouse before, you have to find some work for everyone to do with the troops, even if you ask them to dig out dung and do something meaningless, it's better than them being idle. When people are idle, their hearts are in turmoil.

At this moment, the situation was as Wang Shen expected, and the team was gradually tortured to the point of losing their temper. After all, standing in the open space for two hours on such a hot day, even a piece of stubborn iron was rubbed into a finger twist. They were all numb mechanically, and there was no trace of anger in their eyes, and this was exactly what Wang Shen wanted, the war machine had to have the appearance of a machine.

Fortunately, it was a cloudy day, and the sky was full of dark clouds, as if it was going to rain.

There was no wind, and the air was so hot that it seemed to freeze.

After training with Lu Can and Gu Lie for a long time, Wang Shen finally couldn't stand it. He traveled to the Song Dynasty for a day and a night, first almost died of thirst, and then was locked up in the warehouse, and until now he has not eaten seriously, so he said to Lu Yuhou and returned to the warehouse.

In order to prepare for this upcoming battle, Lu Can and Wang Shen had already moved the shared equipment and food into the warehouse in advance. The sacks of linen were piled up in the house, and someone had started the stove and was cooking freshly slaughtered yellow beef.

When a man with rotten eyes saw Wang Shen coming in, he hurriedly scooped a bowl of freshly stewed meat and handed it over. The old and frail old and young children in the ranks did not have to participate in the battle, but were gathered in the storeroom.

There is no salt in the broth, and there is no seasoning at all.

Wang Shen was so stunned that he couldn't stand it after only one sip, he put down the bowl, leaned on a sack, and closed his eyes. I didn't sleep for a day and a night, and I killed so many people. Although his heart is like a stone, as a modern person, he has not yet been trained to the point of treating human life as a mustard.

Eight people, eight people......

I can't be weak, I can't be weak, in this cannibalistic world. I have a soft hand, it doesn't matter if I die, I have to involve Anniang's sister and brother.

I didn't do anything wrong......

The stove was so hot, covered in stinky sweat, and after lying here for a while, tears were smoked out. But the old men and children drank the broth and whispered their words, and there was no fear in their expressions.

Also, from the second year of Jingkang to the present, as the tax-paying place of the Great Song Empire, Huaixi has been ravaged by war, towns and villages have become ruins, and there is not one out of ten people. In this troubled world, it is a very happy thing to have a bite to eat. Compared to the torment of starvation, war and death seem to be less terrible.

A voice next to him whispered, "Brother Wang, why don't you eat some." Wait a minute, the thief army is coming, if you don't eat something, where will you have the strength to fight? ā€

Wang Shen turned his head sharply and saw An Niang standing in a corner of the sacks, looking at him with concern. Beside him, Yue Yun also woke up from his stupor, and drank a bowl of black medicinal juice in small sips.

Wang Shen was taken aback and shouted in a low voice, "Why don't you leave?" ā€

An Niang didn't speak, just picked up the bowl of broth from the ground and blew it in small sips.

"If you don't speak, you can't solve the problem without talking. You have procrastinated, dragged on until now, everyone is watching, and you can't get out if you want to. Wang Shen's evil fire arched up. When he shot Yi Jie and others last night, he said in front of more than 200 people that all those who escaped from the battle, whether they were soldiers or people, would be killed. Now, if they let their siblings go, the hearts of the team will be scattered, and there will be no way to continue this battle.

An Niang still didn't speak, scooped up a spoonful of beef, and handed it over.

Wang Shen said angrily: "I'm a little sick to my stomach, I really can't stand it." This meat tastes like medicine. ā€

"Then take medicine to cure the sickness of hunger." An Niang whispered.

"Poof!" Wang Shen was a little broken and laughed angrily. Seeing her low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, she looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law, and something soft suddenly arose in her heart. He couldn't help but squeeze An Niang's hand, and said softly: "I've lost to you, wait for you and Ying Xiang to stay in the warehouse and don't go out." Rest assured, I'll keep you safe. ā€

"Yes." An Niang wanted to shake off Wang Shen's hand, but she was so hot that she couldn't lift her strength.

Yue Yun had already finished drinking the medicine in his hand, snorted coldly, and threw the bowl on the ground: "What bird medicine, it's so bitter." Talking about what Lang Zhong is, blowing nonsense. Shameless, shameless. ā€

Wang Shen and An Niang felt embarrassed, especially An Niang, whose head was already lowered to her chest.

At this time, suddenly, a dull voice came. Then, the ground beneath his feet seemed to become like cotton, making it unsteady.

There was a slight fluctuation in the air, and then the dust was raised, gradually rolling into countless small particles on the ground.

"Thief, thief...... The king commanded, and the thieves seemed to be coming......" A soldier ran in from the outside, and shouted hoarsely.

Wang Shen: "What seems to be coming?" Yes yes, no yes no. ā€

Before the man could reply, there was a tidal "whoosh" sound, the sound of thousands of feet on the ground.

The voice was so loud that it overshadowed everything.

Everything in front of me seems to have turned into a silent movie, some people are running in a panic, some people are shouting something with their mouths open, and some children are crying quietly.

Wang Shen jumped up from the sack, rushed to the door of the warehouse, and looked ahead.

In the distance, a large cloud of dust rose and covered the sky, connecting the yellow earth with the hazy sky. It was like a sandstorm in the desert on TV, like a wall of sandstorms.

The entire ground felt as if it had been hit by a major earthquake, and it was visible to the naked eye that it was slightly undulating.

All the soldiers raised their heads at the same time and turned to the northwest sky, and there was not a trace of blood on their faces.

Wang Shen's brain began to go numb, but he didn't know what to do for a while. Before, he had also imagined the situation of the thief army's slaughter, and he had also thought about how to deal with it. But now the whole person seems to be frightened, and he can't do anything.

In the midst of the yellow, a few small black dots in the distance were running forward desperately, and as they ran, they cried with all their strength: "Thief army, Li Yu thief army!" "This is the sentry sent out by Wang Shen in advance, and they are all people with dexterous legs and feet in the army. There were no horses in the baggage camp, and the cordon could only be spread out for five miles.

The storm of dust was still rolling forward, engulfing the sentinels in an instant.

A few screams.

Then thousands of people laughed and shouted in all directions.

Hearing the terrible screams, the baggage battalions who had been waiting outside for a long time made a commotion, and everyone was shouting something at the top of their voices, but they couldn't hear clearly, the footsteps coming out were still footsteps.

Someone was indiscriminately stringing the divine arm, and someone reached for the saber on his waist. Some people panicked and hid behind their companions, as if as long as they hid behind others, they couldn't see the mountains and seas of yellow dust in front of them, and there was no cliff in front of them when they closed their eyes.

Two hundred or so people pushed each other like crucian carp gathering in a puddle that was about to dry up.

Seeing the chaos in front of him, Wang Shen's heart was cold. After a day and a night of training, before the thieves arrived, the baggage battalion and the heavily armed people looked like a mighty army. At this moment, under tremendous pressure, it was a mess in an instant. In this way, can you still resist the thief army?

The two soldiers retreated again and again, crashing into Wang Shen, and knocking him down.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, a small hand reached over and grabbed his arm tightly.

Wang Shen looked back and saw a pair of worried bright eyes, it was An Niang.

It's strange to say, as soon as he saw her, Wang Shen's heart suddenly quieted. He slammed forward, pushing against the two soldiers in front of him. He pulled out the horizontal knife on his waist and shouted with all his strength: "What is the chaos, the thief has been killed, the battle is death, and if you don't fight, you will die." Rather than that, it's better to take a leap. Touch your crotch, are there still eggs, are you still a man? You have armor on your body and a crossbow in your hands, so you can't even resist it for a while! Rest assured, with me here, I will keep you safe. If you dare to retreat, Hugh blames the knife in someone's hand for not recognizing people. ā€

This sound was like a spring thunder, and the overwhelming noise was suppressed by him.

The soldiers looked back, but saw Wang Shen standing there with a Xueliang big knife in his hand, his eyebrows flashing with great confidence. Thinking of his ruthless methods when he killed Yi Jie, everyone felt a chill in their hearts and stood up at the same time.

Lu Can also shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, when this battle is over, one person will ...... Relapse...... it, one penny per person. Raise your crossbows and shoot me! ā€

Hearing the word "shooting", everyone woke up like a dream, and the sound of "Xiu Xiu" was endless, and countless dipping arrows were scattered all over the sky. The powerful sound of breaking through the air caused goosebumps on people's bodies.

An Niang beside her let go of Wang Shen's hand to cover her ears.

Lu Can, a scholar in the Song Dynasty, is different from the scholars who were not diligent in the Ming and Qing dynasties, in addition to reading, he is also diligent in martial arts, and his kung fu is quite good. Etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, mathematics, the six arts of a gentleman. This can be seen from the tiger's mouth in his right hand and the knife that held Yi Jie before. However, he has never been on the battlefield since he joined the Huaixi Army, and he is a layman in the cold weapon war.

The thieves were still five or six hundred meters away from the treasury, outside the range of the Divine Arm Bow. Besides, such indiscriminate shooting, sparse and sparse, cannot form a dense rain of fire nets and arrows in front of the formation, and the enemy can easily break through with just one charge.

In the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, the development of cold weapon warfare had reached its highest peak and had become a science and an art.

After a large group of crossbow arrows were fired, they landed in the open space in front of them with a "crackle". But just like that, Lu Can still shouted with red eyes: "Shoot, shoot!" ā€

He secreted a large amount of adrenal hormones, and the whole person was in a strong euphoria.