The team walked in the dust for nearly two months, and finally arrived at the military mansion in Ganzhou. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Li Wuyan raised his head and glanced at the plaque on his head, grinning very reluctantly with a dry mouth. But the soldier next to him saw Li Wuyan stop, took out his whip and slapped him twice. Li Wuyan's body trembled, and he hurriedly held the heavy anklet and walked forward slowly.

Since Zhang Dechun ran away, Li Wuyan's good days have come to an end. He became the chicken in the whole team who made an example of the monkeys, and he had to be whipped in front of the public almost every day, and there were only two baked cakes a day that could not be chewed. As for his donkey, his luggage, his silver, everything, he had long since been divided by the soldiers, and all that was left for him was the tattered ribbon that he had tied to his hand. To be honest, Li Wuyan didn't know what mood he was in to spend this kind of day, angry? Regret? No, Li Wuyan's heart was only numb.

After a long period of head confirmation on the training ground, Li Wuyan was finally able to rest. The soldiers removed the shackles from his feet, and it seemed that when they came to the military palace, they were not afraid of him escaping. But the punishment wasn't over, and he, like the others who tried to escape, was thrown into several tents near the pit toilets. It was so stinking that the soldiers who were leading the way didn't even want to come, but just pointed to a few tents from a distance and watched them pass.

The smell in the tent was even worse than everyone imagined, and even two people who were in the same tent as Li Wuyan couldn't help but go out and vomit directly. But Li Wuyan didn't care so much, he was already tired, and now he just wanted to bury his head and take a good sleep.

Li Wuyan slept directly from the evening to the early morning of the next day, although the physical exhaustion still did not disappear, but his spirit was much better. Perhaps because his spirits were better and his facial features had become more sensitive, as soon as he got out of bed, he forcibly resisted vomiting and rushed out of the tent directly, until he found a ventilated place away from the pit toilet He stopped and exhaled heavily. This smell is really not a place for people to stay, and I can still sleep last night? Li Wuyan began to admire himself a little.

Since he hadn't eaten last night, Li Wuyan had been grunting with hunger for a long time. But he got up too early and hadn't arrived for dinner yet, so he had to wander around. At this time, there were only yawning soldiers in the military mansion, and they didn't bother to look at Li Wuyan, and only when he was close to some more important areas would they turn their heads and shout at him.

Li Wuyan's range of activities in the military mansion was only that, and he soon walked around. He looked at it and walked to the training ground boredly before he started eating. Looking at the wooden stakes on the training ground, he was a little eager to try, after all, it had been a long time since he had moved his body freely. He moved his muscles and bones a little, but there was a pain in various parts of his body, which made him gasp several times. However, Li Wuyan did not stop moving his muscles and bones, but only slowed down his movements slightly. Feeling that his body was a little warm, Li Wuyan jumped on the spot, his expression gradually became serious, he made his usual habit of starting hand, and then swung a punch forward.

The speed and power of his fists had long been greatly reduced, and they were not even as good as they were before he practiced martial arts. Li Wuyan continued to swing his fist expressionlessly, and the cold wind blew past his thin body, but fine sweat continued to overflow from his head. But even so, until the end of the movement was deformed, the fist was still as weak as before. He stopped throwing his fist and tried to wipe the sweat from his head, but he couldn't lift it. He could only lower his head and look at his trembling hands, for a moment, Li Wuyan felt very strange, this was really his own hand? His hands were already skinny, and the signs of calluses had disappeared, leaving only dark dirt and red scars. Is this really still your own hands? Is this really still yourself? What has become of me? Li Wuyan covered his face with trembling hands, he wanted to sit on the ground and cry, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

When the meal arrives, each person can receive two flatbreads and a bowl of water. Li Wuyan took the water and drank it directly, and then found a corner to squat on the ground and eat the flatbread silently. He actually wanted to talk to a few people, but the people from the Tsing Yi Gang didn't enter this military mansion at all, and the others avoided him like a plague god. This is really a "high place" is unbearable, Li Wuyan shook his head self-deprecatingly.

After breakfast, everyone gathered on the drill ground. The soldier walked into the crowd and kept waving his whip, driving them to the right position. After a while, the people on the training ground finally looked like a team, but everyone was still standing lazily, and even a few people were sitting directly on the ground. The soldiers didn't pay any attention to their attitude, but after tidying up the crowd a little, they stood by, and then a group of people dressed in sackcloth came and pushed a number of wooden carts, all full of wooden guns. The man unloads the wooden gun and gives it to the people in the team. Li Wuyan took a closer look and found that there were many people in the Minfu team who were missing arms and legs, and everyone was extremely thin, and their eyes had long lost their vitality. Even if he survives from the battlefield, is this his future? Li Wuyan felt very uncomfortable.

Everyone received the wooden guns, but they were never instructed again, and they all stood there bored. The sun gradually rose, and it was not until three poles after the sun rose that a pot-bellied general came over slowly. He walked to the lookout, looked at the crowd below, and with a twitch of his mouth, he began to say something about the country, the royal family, and so on. The people below were all lacking in interest, and he was the only one who became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and even took out a silk scarf and silently wiped a few tears when he talked about Emperor Wu. Li Wuyan was bored and was about to fall asleep, so the pot-bellied general walked down slowly, and then a middle-aged man with a dark face walked up. The middle-aged man glanced at the drill ground and said three things loudly.

First, surrender to the traitor and kill!

Second, those who do not listen to the command, kill!

Third, those who run away on the spot, kill!

killed three times in a row, so that the people below were shocked by him, and the originally lazy posture couldn't help but become upright. The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the effect of his dismissal, and said some things about command. The long drum is an advance, the short drum is a stoppage, and the trombone is a retreat; The short whistle closed the gun and fired the second shot. After two simple drills, the middle-aged man left, and the team disbanded.

After lunch, the team was assembled again. Li Wuyan thought that he was going to continue the drill, but he didn't expect that he was actually escorted to deliver supplies. In one afternoon, Li Wuyan walked three times, each carrying a large basket full of stones, and the last trip was almost by willpower. In fact, he is already very good, many people fall directly to the side of the road with weak legs on the second trip, they really have no strength. But the soldier next to him didn't care about you, and as soon as someone stopped, he took out a whip and beat him hard, until the man trembled and stood up and continued walking.

For five days, the whole team did not continue to practice, but kept transporting supplies or going into the city to repair the fortifications. With the blessing of dragging these labors, Li Wuyan can directly fall asleep on the ground every night without caring about the smell around him.

On the sixth day, instead of delivering supplies in the morning, I practiced a little. Many people are excitedly waving their weapons, after all, it is better not to have to work than anything else. But Li Wuyan was not blindly optimistic, he understood that this should have finally come. Sure enough, after practicing for half an hour, the middle-aged man appeared again. He still stood high on the lookout, looking down at the crowd that was still a little excited below, and then announced with a majestic face: "All the staff go to Wuwei City, and the next day we will go to the battlefield and kill the Shaxia people!" ”

The moment he announced, everyone's expressions froze. After a while, some of them still had a stupid look on their faces, some of them were already sitting and crying, while others were stroking their chests and breathing a sigh of relief, the day of relief for them had finally arrived. When Li Wuyan saw this scene, he suddenly felt very funny. Two months ago, these people were a bunch of unruly beasts, and no matter how bad they were, they were mad dogs. Now, only a flock of obedient little sheep remains. But what about yourself? Thinking of this, Li Wuyan couldn't laugh again.

The scene became chaotic again, and the middle-aged man on the lookout frowned and waved his hand at the soldiers below, who immediately began to whip the crowd. The proximity of violence was noticeably more frightening than the unknown fate, and the group soon fell silent again, save for a few muffled whimpering. The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the effect of the whip, and calmly said another three kills, and then walked off the lookout and left the training ground, leaving only a group of bewildered crowds and expressionless soldiers.

The team walked towards Wuwei City in a mighty way, and many people in the team deliberately walked very slowly, but the surrounding soldiers waved their whips and hurriedly stepped forward. Wuwei City was very close to where they were stationed, and it took less than two hours to arrive. As soon as they arrived at their destination, they were taken to repair the fortifications. There was a crowd of people under the walls, but it was quiet, almost silently carrying stones. And a few generals on the city wall were in a lot of noise and constantly arguing. Li Wuyan didn't have the heart to eavesdrop on what they were talking about, just mechanically carrying the stones, but thinking about the broken red hairband.

Night soon fell, and Li Wuyan and the others were arranged to camp in the city. Dinner was much better than in the military palace, with steaming buns and mutton soup with minced meat floating. But everyone was still in a lack of interest, and there was a strange atmosphere throughout the barracks. Li Wuyan only drank a bowl of mutton soup to warm his body, and then went back and poured on the ground of the tent. He didn't go to sleep, but opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat blackened roof of the tent, thinking about the tattered band.

When it was time to rest, the barracks, which was supposed to be mixed with snoring, was quite quiet, with only occasional sobbing. The moon rose higher and higher, until the people of the barracks were suddenly awakened just as it was about to sink to the bottom, and the quiet atmosphere was shattered by a burst of scolding and whipping, and it took a while for the barracks to cease to be noisy. The soldier who led the group looked at the bloodshot eyes of the crowd in the barracks, nodded, and led the group to the assembly place of the army.

They stopped at the outermost periphery. There was a surge of people in front of him, and Li Wuyan couldn't see anything, and could only barely hear a shrill person talking. From his vague words, Li Wuyan quickly lost interest, because this person and the previous fat man were also full of the honor of the royal family of some country. Suddenly, Li Wuyan also heard a familiar name, Li Weicang. Isn't this the first soldier master who took refuge in himself? Li Wuyan just wanted to prick up his ears and listen carefully, but a loud cheer came from front to cover everything. He was eager to see what was going on in front of him, but the restless crowd kept blocking his view. In the end, Li Wuyan didn't see anything, so he walked onto the battlefield in a daze.

Through the mouths of storytellers, Li Wuyan imagined the scenes of many wars. In his heart, the battlefield should be a golden iron horse, and everyone's blood is fighting wantonly. But the truth disappointed him, there was no Jingo, they only had a rudimentary wooden gun in their hands, and there were probably a few iron horses, but they were basically ridden by high-ranking generals. Ordinary cavalry rode motley horses not much larger than donkeys. As for hot blood? Fighting? Oh, the whole battlefield is accompanied by only the cold drums and the army.

Li Wuyan's team was at the front of the army, and Li Wuyan stood on the far left side of the line. They followed the sound of the drums, and could vaguely see dark shadows surging in front of them. But after a while, the black shadows changed to people and horses that were constantly jumping, and the drums were no longer beating continuously, but rhythmically beating one by one. The leading soldier on a horse next to him waved his hand and blew a short whistle. Some of the people around didn't react and hit their heads on the backs of the people in front of them, while others took out their wooden guns with trembling hands, but they were pushed by the people around them and threw their weapons out, and the team suddenly became chaotic again. The soldier who led the team blew the wooden whistle a few times, but no one in the team listened to his command. He shoved the wooden whistle back into his arms, angrily took out his whip and shook it twice, but the team fell silent all at once.

At this moment, the Shasha people were already very close to their front army, and even Li Wuyan could faintly see the hideous faces of the Shasha people in the front row under the shadow of the early morning sun. The sound of horses' hooves grew louder and louder, and some of the hands of the group trembled. Finally, one of the men in the first row collapsed, he threw down his wooden gun and turned to run, but the soldiers on horseback went around him, raised his knife and hacked him to death. The first dead man appeared, and he died at the hands of his own people. But it also worked, and even if some people were so scared that they threw away their weapons, they didn't turn around and run away again.

Li Wuyan's hands couldn't stop trembling, and he slapped his hands hard, but it was useless. He took another breath hard, no longer paying attention to the surging cavalry in front of him, but looking at the red hair band tied around his wrist, this trick was very useful, and his hand gradually calmed down. Suddenly, Li Wuyan heard two hurried whistles behind him, he instinctively stabbed out the wooden gun, but turned his head behind him, and faintly saw the soldiers leading the team riding horses and blowing wooden whistles in the heads of people full of fear. He turned his head back again, and by this time his teammates were gone, only half of his body and a hideous Shasha man. Li Wuyan subconsciously adjusted the position of the wooden spear, and before the Shasha man swung his scimitar, he preemptively inserted it into the neck of the horse under the opponent. The horse twisted his neck in pain, and Li Wuyan, who was still holding the wooden gun in his hand, was thrown aside by a strong force, and the Shasha people on the horse stopped waving their knives, wanting to appease the horse that began to go crazy, but he didn't expect the horse under his crotch to hit the cavalry on the side, his body flew out of the horse directly, fell to the ground, and was trampled to death by the subsequent cavalry before he could call for help to his companions.

War! War!

Li Wuyan was thrown to the side of the hillside, he rolled around several times with his head covered, and finally his whole body hit a protruding big rock, and the air in his entire lungs was squeezed out, he couldn't help but gasp a few times, and his vision became more and more blurred. He stretched out his hands to grasp something, but he quickly fell, only the red ribbon on his right wrist was fluttering in the wind.