Moling Pass as the gateway to Wuzhou, but also the Xiongguan of the Great Qin number, more than ten meters high city wall with a whole piece of stone masonry, the middle is filled with knotweed, sand, lime stirred into the mixture of slurry, wind and rain for decades, during the period and many times reinforced, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is impregnable, it stands to reason that there is such a Xiongguan as a reliance, the Moling Pass guard should be very happy, however, Mengwu's mood at the moment can be said to be terrible. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wang Wei, this waste! Let him guard your water, keep your water! He can be good, what is the enemy army coming from afar, the foothold is unstable, our army is waiting for work, just to defeat the enemy with one blow! Is he an idiot like him when Mogu is!! ”

In the general's mansion, Meng Wu was anxiously going back and forth, the fine porcelain bowl was shattered, and the maids in the mansion were trembling and hiding aside, neither advancing nor retreating, they could only lower their heads and tremble.

Meng Wu walked a few laps, stopped suddenly, and yelled at the pro-soldiers kneeling outside the door: "Tell Wang Wei that idiot!" I don't want to see him, don't kneel at the door of my house and be embarrassed! Hurry up and get back to the barracks to prepare for the war, if you lose again, you don't have to come back!! In addition, all officers above the rank of lieutenant are notified of the deliberations in the hall! ”

The soldiers outside the door got up and ran outside the mansion as if they had been amnestied, Meng Wu turned around and shouted at the trembling maid: "Hurry up and clean up, do you still use the master to teach you to work!! With that, he walked angrily towards the side hall.

With the approach of the Chu army, the atmosphere on the Moling Pass gradually became tense, a team of Qin soldiers took to the streets to maintain order, the roadside restaurants, teahouses, the flow of people is also much less, people talk more about the Rushui fiasco, Moling Pass can be held and other topics. The air was filled with bursts of depression, and in such an atmosphere, Ying Guang and his party entered Moling Pass.

Yingguang came by car, and he was in the same car as Zhuge Yun.

Originally, Ying Guang disagreed, but although his body recovered well, he still couldn't ride a horse. Seeing that the army is pressing the border, and the matter is in a hurry, it can't take care of so much.

At first, it was still embarrassing, but after talking a lot, the atmosphere gradually eased, and Ying Guang was surprised to find that although Zhuge Yun was a woman, she was all good at astronomy and geography, humanities and history, and all kinds of miscellaneous conversations, and had a unique vision. As for Zhuge Yun, he was also surprised, this Ying Guang talked extraordinarily and dabbled in a wide range of things, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a big soldier, but like the son of a family. Anyway, along the way, I am not so indifferent to Yingguang.

The car extended the street and kept walking, turned a corner after a hundred and ten meters, and stopped in front of a small inn, on the eve of the war, there were not many people in the inn, so they asked for two rooms, and the three of them stayed temporarily.

After another two days, there were fewer pedestrians on the street, and the wind swept the loess along the street to the city gate, bringing down the bamboo strips on the side of the street, and the bamboo strips tumbled, and they were trampled and crushed by a group of Qin soldiers who ran by before they went far.

Ying Guang looked at the back of Qin Bing in the distance, turned around and said: "Thank you Miss Zhuge for saving your life, the school field in the city is gathering the rout, let's leave it at that, the girl should leave this place as soon as possible, as soon as the Chu army arrives, the four doors are locked, and I am afraid that I will not be able to get out." ”

Zhuge Yun nodded, "The gentleman of Xianyang Fengyi Pavilion has an old relationship with me, and asked me to go to her last year, but I was dragged to the present by trivial matters, after this battle, if you have a fate, you can go to Fengyi Pavilion to find me." ”

Ying Guang saluted Zhuge Yun, tightened his neckline, and walked towards the school field in the city against the wind.

Qiao'er's girl had red eyes, held Zhuge Yun's forearm, and asked, "Miss, can we still see Brother Win?" ”

"Yes, I believe he will come to Xianyang. Qiao'er, let's go too. ”

In the middle of the city, Zhenwu Captain Liu Chong is gathering the rout, these days have come back only a thousand people, and all of them are injured, just in the general's mansion, the big and small generals were scolded by General Meng for a bloody dog, and returned to the ministries with a disgraced face, the transfer of troops, the transportation of materials, or their own leisure, these days there are fewer and fewer Qin soldiers who have fled back, it is estimated that there are so many, barely able to make a thousand-person team, as soon as the war starts, these more than 1,000 people are cannon fodder, dare to take a step back, the knife of the law enforcement team is not vegetarian.

Just as he was finishing early to go to Yixiangju for two drinks, the curtain of the military tent was suddenly lifted, and a young figure walked to the center of the military tent with a wind mixed with soil foam.

"Under the command of General Vanguard Wang, the centurion of the rear army will win the Guanghui team!"

Liu Chong raised his eyelids, glanced at Ying Guang, and reached out to take the roster on the left side of the case and look through it.

"Well, the rear army hundreds, the centurion wins Guang, your luck is good, the hundred people behind the palace will come back to you, and you are also the only officer who has returned from the rear army."

Liu Chong pursed the corners of his mouth, showed an ugly smile, and drew a pick behind Yingguang's name.

"A hundred steps to the right after leaving the military tent, it is the rout barracks, you go there to select a hundred people, reorganize your hundred people, and then go to the quartermaster to receive equipment."

"Yes!" Ying Guang took two steps back, turned around and walked out of the big tent.

"Hmph, what are you going to do when you come back, it's not a good result to die on the battlefield. In a few days, it's not still a cannon fodder's life! ”

Liu Chong casually threw the roster on the table, leaned back, and closed his eyes slightly, in his eyes, Ying Guang was already a dead man.

The defeated army was gloomy and bleak, and the defeated army sat together in groups, some with blank eyes and numb expressions, some with hideous faces and trembling all over, and some were silent, just grinding the blades in their hands one by one.

It's not like an army because it doesn't have that indomitable, fearless spirit. It's like a group of death row inmates before execution, and there is numbness and despair everywhere. To put such a group of people on the battlefield is to send them to death!

Ying Guang walked to the center of the crowd and stood slightly, the humming of the defeated army was temporarily stopped, and a pair of eyes looked at the tall and thin young man.

"Who's in charge now?" Ying Guang asked.

The eyes of the defeated army focused on one man, who was naked, his bronzed skin wrapped in strong muscles, suppressing the amazing strength, and his skin was covered with pitted scars, which were the traces left by the strong bow shining through the heavy armor. The big hands covered with green tendons are grasping a whetstone and polishing a mountain-opening axe.

Stopping the work in hand, the man stood up and walked in front of Ying Guang, who was more than one meter tall and a whole head taller than Ying Guang.

"Dian Army, Pioneer Battalion Infantry Commander of a Sentinel and Ten Commanders."

Ying Guang frowned, "Didn't you arrange other generals?" Who rule over us? ”

Dian Jun laughed and said: "What generals are here, we are cannon fodder battalions, others can't hide, how can we arrange any officials." After a few days, you will be on the front line, and you will probably be the supreme commander of our thousand brothers. ”

Ying Guang said: "I am only a centurion, and it is not in line with military regulations to command a thousand people, and I may not be able to lead enough military supplies for a thousand people." ”

Dian Jun waved his hand: "The big war is coming, who can take care of so much, they all know that our cannon fodder battalion is the life of death, no one accounts so much, after the first battle, it is difficult to say how many of these thousand brothers can be left." ”

Ying Guang shook his head, "I'll go to the quartermaster department first, Dianjun, you bring a few brothers with me." ”

Indeed, as the army said, no one cared about this cannon fodder battalion, and the military quartermaster of 1,000 people was smoothly led out and distributed, and Ying Guang was acquiesced in becoming the supreme commander of this cannon fodder battalion.

On a high platform in the cannon fodder camp, Ying Guang stood at the front, followed by the Dian Army, Zhang Chao, Wei Dong and Xu Sixie.

Zhang Chao and Wei Dong were originally foot soldiers who followed the pawn army and survived with personal bravery and a little luck, while Xu Sixie was a survivor of the scout camp, and he was the only one who survived the scout's strangulation battle.

Looking at the black crowd below, Ying Guang wanted to say something righteous and awe-inspiring, what kind of sacrifice for righteousness, loyalty to the country, etc., but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say it. On the edge of the water, his brothers fell one by one, leaving him to survive. Now, I have to take these soldiers who escaped death to meet death, what is the purpose of everyone forgetting to die? !

"I'm going to go to the battlefield in a few days, I'm here today to talk to everyone, where are you all from?!"

The routs originally thought that it was an old topic of rewarding those who advance and those who retreated, but they didn't expect the new commander to ask such a question, and they all looked at each other for a while, but no one spoke.

"I, I am from Gezhuang, Wuzhou, and the people in the village call me Dazhuang." A young soldier of sixteen or seventeen years old, carrying a spear taller than him, with a baby face full of nervousness, was raising his left hand timidly.

"I'm from Zhouzhuang, Wuzhou!"

"I'm from Sanjiatun!"

"Huh! Lao Zhang, didn't you say that you were from Xianyang?! ”

"! Lao Tzu's ancestral home is Xianyang, use you to manage! ”

With a leader, the people below shouted nonsense, and seventy or eighty percent of them were native to Wuzhou.

Ying Guang smiled slightly and pressed down on his hand.

"Brothers, as we all know, Moling Pass is the last checkpoint in Wuzhou, and after this is the Wuzhou Plain, and there is no natural danger in the whole Wuzhou. Those dignitaries can retreat, but we can't retreat! ”

Ying Guang waved his hand fiercely, pointed in the direction of Guanhou and said loudly: "There are our relatives, our homeland, and there is a place where our ancestors have been raised for generations!" If we retreat, it will become a battlefield, our relatives will struggle under the iron hooves of the Chu people, and our children will become orphans! Become a slave! And our women will also be humiliated by them! Today, we will not talk about the country, we will not talk about the righteousness! We don't do it for anything else, just for our parents! For the sake of the children! If you enter, you will live! Retreat and die! What do you do as a man! ”

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The remnants of more than 1,000 people burst out with an amazing momentum! Ge Dazhuang, who had a baby face in the front row, was even more enthusiastic, his face was flushed, and his voice that had just changed his voice was mixed with the roar around him, echoing in the sky above the cannon fodder camp for a long time!

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