Other military time platoons are full, drill in the morning, fully armed for five kilometers, queue practice in the morning, assassination of straw men in the afternoon, archery, and work in the fields at ordinary times, almost all day is not idle, Confucian soldiers, except for a drill in the morning, the morning training them to obey the order of the standing queue, the rest of the time is idle.

Recently, after settling in Shiraz, it seems that even morning exercises are exempted, and the Tai students who have been wandering for several days are even worse than when they were studying in Guozijian.

However, at noon on this day, this situation was broken.

"One-two, one-two!"

In the neat slogan, three fat or thin government soldiers wearing a full suit of more than 30 pounds of armor were sweating and running along the complicated streets of Shiraz with difficulty.

Although he was panting like a bellows, Song Chuhe insisted on shouting one or two slogans, and the dripping sweat accompanied by the heat even steamed up a layer of mist on his head.

Following her to the left, Li Ming's pretty cheeks were also covered with a layer of wet and moist luster, panting softly, but he didn't stop a step, on the left, he was also sweating profusely, but Yao Chong's pale face was always covered with a wisp, and for a long time, he couldn't help but catch up with Song Jing, panting and asking loudly.

"Brother Song, what's the point of us doing this?"

"It's not meaning, we are soldiers, and it is only natural for a soldier to kill the enemy!"

"But just the three of us!"

"Even if there are only three of us soldiers left in the empire, it is only natural for us to be soldiers and kill the enemy!"

Among the three people, Yao Chong's head always turns the fastest, and Song Jing is a little stupid, but Yao Chong is still willing to be his best friend, just because this fat man can always make up his mind most decisively at the most critical moment.

Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, he can always lead the way out in front of him, giving people hope, looking at Song Jing resolutely roaring back, Yao Chong, who was stunned, finally made up his mind, was silent, and continued to follow him.

After yesterday's chaos, and early in the morning the soldiers had gathered on the walls to prepare for the Arab invasion, the great city of Shiraz seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and the streets were full of people trying to escape from the city, and some people began to smash the shops of the rich merchants, and the evil began to spread.

The sound of this two-one-two seemed out of place in the whole chaos, so that every place passed, even the citizens who were busy carrying salutes and wanted to move couldn't help but look at them in surprise.

"First lap! Three more laps, brothers! ”

Twice as far as Xue Ne asked for in the past, and after running a lap to the gate of the barracks, wiping the sweat on his head, Song Jing shouted encouragement to his two companions.

But at this moment, Leng Buding rushed out of the barracks more than 20 government soldiers, led by the black Tianzhu little man Cui Parker who greeted from afar: "Brother Song, wait for the little brother!" ”

With the same full armament, there were more than ten times more people, Song Jing was really surprised and delighted, and turned around with a little emotion and asked, "...... you?"

"The main and deputy team members are here, how dare we little soldiers not go out of the exercise?"

Listening to Tianzhu Boy's grinning answer, Song Jing nodded movingly, while Li Ming rolled his eyes charmingly.

"Flim Flam!"

"Wow, Captain Zheng, you're too much of a today."

"Die!"

In the mix, with the addition of their companions, the three of Song Jing, who were much warmer in their hearts, seemed to have regained a lot of strength, and their running steps became more determined.

The government soldiers went out to exercise in the city, not only themselves, the black uniforms and armor on their bodies represented the majesty of the Fujian State, and the weight of the three government soldiers and the twenty government soldiers was completely different, although the government soldiers ran out of breath and sweating, passing by, the Shiraz citizens who were smashing and smashing the doomsday grievances were still a little afraid to converge a little.

After running back to the barracks in the second lap, waiting for Song Jing and his entourage, who were sweating profusely, were hundreds of anxious Confucian soldiers.

In the third and fourth circles, except for some people who insisted on saving face and thought that they were officers and veterans, the entire Confucian soldiers joined the queue for exercise.

If you go back, you may lose all the efforts you made before, and the identity of the student who was finally admitted will be lost, and the reputation of the deserter will even disgrace the family, and last night's battle made them see the true horror of war.

It seems that Song Jing's nonsense exercise, but in fact, it pointed out a direction for all the Confucian soldiers and army, bringing new hope, since they can no longer retreat, they will go all the way to the dark, and see who is the real king in the future, and the princely generals who step on the road to success with the tired corpses and bones.

Although the soldiers did not arrest anyone, the citizens who came out to rob their homes and rob their houses to vent their personal grievances still hid in front of the mighty procession, and many residents who wanted to escape from the city with all their belongings also returned home one by one.

After lunch, the Confucian soldiers who had recovered their morale were not idle, thousands of straw men were placed in the school field, filmed in a row, recalling the fear of last night, more than a thousand government soldiers turned fear into motivation, as if to use all their strength in general, spears, horizontal knives, slashing frantically at the wood-hearted grass man in front of them, and the blood-boiling shouting and killing sound echoed in the sky above the barracks.

Near the barracks, thousands of Shiraz citizens gathered at some point, listening to the roars and roars of the soldiers inside, some leaving in confidence, others shouting loudly outside the rudimentary fence.

Among so many government soldiers, Song Chuhe, the most marginal one, is definitely the most desperate, the three-meter-long heavy lance is held in his hand, and the sweat has made the lance dry and wet.

"Kill!"

In the roar of blood and blood, a faint giant beast seemed to slowly take shape in the sky above the heads of the Confucian soldiers.

…………

I didn't expect that in my absence, the team under his command would take the initiative to forge ahead, but at present, Xue Ne had no time to worry about this, and he was in a huge crisis at this time.

Taking the lead in the first line, Xue Ne's sturdy body lay behind the missing piece of stamping, listening intently to the sound behind him, and on the city wall, the sound of creaking wood and heavy wheezing continued to come.

"Kill! Brothers, kill the Tartars! ”

Suddenly, a soldier couldn't stand this heavy pressure, stood up and slashed down with a wheel knife, but it was empty, and the enemy troops who were climbing the wall were still a few meters away.

On the battlefield, there is often no chance to make a mistake, and before the more than a dozen government soldiers who rushed out with the sound retracted their bodies, under the dense rain of arrows from the Arab soldiers who had been sniping for a long time with compound bows below, in the blink of an eye, their chests were already full of arrows, and they fell to the ground screaming, and some even fell off the city wall.

For these daredevils, Xue Ne did not have any sympathy, but shook his head with a sigh.

After the destruction of the kingdom of Louqi and other countries, the southern Tianzhu barbarians with a relatively low degree of civilization were like Lingnan Yunnan in China, and the tribes in the forest and desert sometimes rebelled and sometimes surrendered, but it became a natural training ground for Fujian.

But most of the government soldiers are still transferred from the densely populated Beitianzhu, although these people have been trained, but after all, they have not killed anyone and seen blood, and now Xue Ne knows why the commander who was so brave last night was killed, and bringing such soldiers is also a great test of the boss's patience.

Nervous, Xue Ne listened intently, and the voice on the other side of the wall behind him was getting closer and closer.

Finally, Xue Ne violently knocked down the flags around him, and immediately turned the horizontal knife and slashed directly at the stomping, with a click, and before Xue Ne could see it clearly, after the crisp sound of cutting watermelon, Xue Ne's "watermelon juice" had already been splashed, and the desert Bedouin rider who was the first to climb the city wall smashed down like a broken sack without humming, and even smashed over a few comrades.

Following Xue Ne, the soldiers who were ambushed under the city stomping finally howled and released, some lifted stones and desperately smashed them on the climbing ladder, and some used hook and sickle to hook the ladder handrail and push it down, and a large group of Arabs fell down the wall more than nine meters high in the scream.

The archers below pumped their arrows upwards, and the top also stepped on the steel crossbow to desperately counterattack below, and for a while, the bows and arrows dancing in the sky were as dense as flying locusts, and the city and the city were splattered with clumps of blood.

In a day's war, there may have been only five or six landings, and one of them was repulsed in less than a quarter of an hour, and after nearly a hundred people had died, the Arabs also retreated in a whining and desolate trumpet, but at this time, it was also the most nervous moment for Xenne.

"Get down!"

With a loud shout, the nerves jumped tightly, Xue Ne was the first to hide back from the stomping, and immediately, the first to react were those officers such as the captain of the military academy and the brigade leader, they were all veterans of the sixteenth guard who retreated to the place, and while hiding back, he was also anxiously ordering to his subordinates.

Unfortunately, not everyone was so comfortable with their emotions on the battlefield, and some of the red-eyed soldiers still brandished spears and guns at the Arab soldiers who fled from the ladder in embarrassment, shooting downward, and some even climbed down with the handrails.

In the battle formation of the black and oppressive Arab cavalry, the obscure order suddenly sounded, and the next moment, thousands of elite horsemen fought the war horses fiercely, and the dense rain of arrows followed by the power thrown out by the war horses fiercely towards the city, and for a time the solid rammed earth city wall seemed to grow a dense layer of black reeds.

For a while, the soldiers who didn't come to hide back died at the head of the city with arrows all over their bodies, and their corpses were in disarray, but this was not what worried Xue Ne, after the rain of arrows, the sharp whistling sound on the city wall behind him suddenly sounded, and the eardrums of the piercing people itched.

The cold hairs on Xue Ne's back stood up, and in the next second, there was a loud bang, like the effect of a gunpowder explosion, and flowers bloomed on the city stomping......