Chapter Eighty-Six: Fighting to the Death

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Ye Xuan skinned a wolf skin under the guidance of a robber. It's a pity that you have to bask in the sun to come in handy.

I'm afraid the snow will stop long before it can come in handy, and maybe the sun will be big next.

The plains are chaotic, including the weather.

There was only one campfire, and everyone was huddled together to get warmer.

"What the hell are your plans?" Ye Xuan stared at the Shen Tu blue wolf who was eating happily.

Shen Tu Blue Wolf seemed to be infected by the serious eyes, slowly and seriously straightened up, then poked his head and whispered, "Why do you want to tell you? ā€

After saying that, he looked at the soldiers next to him and laughed, "Hahahaha! ā€

So all the soldiers were laughing.

However, the number of slaves and soldiers was about the same.

The slaves didn't move, just looked at them stupidly.

The laughter seemed hollow.

The old man frowned, "What do you mean?" ā€

"If you don't want to kill half of me, you'd better get to the bottom of it." Ye Xuan was still staring at the old man in that posture, and his gaze did not shift in the slightest.

"If you want to rebel, you can't do it!"

"We are all people who will die, it doesn't matter if it's early or late, we just want to die a little bit more." Ye Xuan insisted, "Without us, you wouldn't have been able to carry so many carriages." ā€

"Thieves with troops!" With a low scolding, the old man crooked his lips.

"Hey! I'm grumpy! A soldier jumped up but was stopped by a veteran reaching out.

"We basically don't have supplies to send to Broken Wing Mountain City, no matter how hard we try, there will be no food in Broken Wing Fort by the time we arrive, and the battle will not be fought until half a month later. It's not possible to defend the castle, our goal is just to kill enough enemies in the next battle. The method used by Wang Cheng to judge the combat strength of the situation is to look at the casualties of the troops, even if the city is gone, they will not rush to invade, we only need to hold the mountain city and kill 20,000 people. As for when they invade next year, that's not something we can control, at least we've bought some time for our country. ā€

"How many soldiers are there in the mountain city?"

"Less than two thousand."

"How many siege troops are there in general?"

"The siege soldiers are generally not less than eighty thousand."

"That is, to face forty times as many enemies, and each person to kill at least ten times as many enemies as himself?" Ye Xuan's face was full of banter.

"Whether it is completed or not, the mountain city will be broken, and the soldiers defending the city will die."

"Then you're still going!? And take us out of the camp? Ye Xuan felt incomprehensible.

"If the mountain city is not defended, the foreign power will definitely attack. The domestic situation is in turmoil, and when the time comes, internal and external troubles will surely be devastated. ā€

"You're fiercely loyal."

"It's just that I really didn't expect that in just a few days, you could really subdue this group of gangsters. I was going to tell you ...... later."

"......" The snowflakes floated in front of him, but Ye Xuan's wolf skin wrapped tightly on his body still felt a coldness, "Pass the prize." ā€

But there is really no trace of happy emotion in my heart.

"You can't go back, even if you survive, you will have to pass through the Blood Bird Fort when you go out of Cangyuan. And staying in Cangyuan can only become a gang of rogues, the area here is bad and cannot be cultivated, it is better to die in the city, the country will not die, the name will go down in history, and the country will also be famous through the ages. ā€

"Do we care about those things?" Ye Xuan snorted disdainfully.

"Even if you don't care, someone will."

"Do you care about that?" Ye Xuan looked him straight into the eyes.

"I ...... I don't care. But that's what we're here for. If I don't go, my brothers will die in vain. ā€

"Does it work?" Ye Xuan asked.

"It works, as long as I can do it."

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It's not that Ye Xuan didn't think about escaping, he still has some basic combat power with this group of people, but it is impossible for the old man to let him go.

Waving the rattan card in his hand, he didn't know why the old man introduced a lot of swords, guns, swords, halberds to himself.

'At the end of the training, you will start the basic skill: military weapon use. ’

'How can you be sure that you will always have your own weapon in your hand?' After the fight, it's not about catching anything and using it. These are the old man's exact words, and he has been doing his best to teach himself for such a long time.

"Are you serious?" Ye Xuan was already perfectly accustomed to the life of the march. Since that night, the old man will also call him when discussing the plan.

"Can't you?"

"No, I just think your idea is a little whimsical."

"Even if it's whimsical, it's a good idea." The old man wiped his nose, which was slightly red from the cold, "I can only think of this way." ā€

The snow stopped after all, but it left a thick layer of snow.

The temperature is hot and cold, once the wind is hot, the wind will blow a burst of warmth, and once the wind stops cold, it will gather quickly.

Even the snow is hard in this weather.

"I'll give you your back." Ye Xuan took one last look at the map and looked back at the team hiding in the mountain col.

It was very cool and there was no bonfire.

"As long as you're not gone when we come back, I'll be satisfied." The old man shook his head, "Oh yes, there's a good thing for you." ā€

The old man said and took out something from his arms.

In my hand, I found that it was a very delicate slingshot.

"I still did it myself back then, and it will take a while for your archery skills to hit birds, so it's better to use this. I'm not afraid to tell you that when I was a mercenary, this thing saved my life. ā€

After several battles, the slave soldiers seemed to have changed a group of people, and at this time they squatted silently in the snow.

So far, everyone has barely put on their armor, and there have been no casualties in the last battle.

Although they were only faced with some mountain bandit deserters.

Ye Xuan knew in his heart that the reason why he was able to control the casualties was because of this group of veterans.

The group of thirteen people is a group of real masters.

"It's been fixed!" The old man patted the soldier who was tinkering with the work in his hands.

The crossbow he got a few days ago was actually repaired by him.

A big-headed soldier took out a flute and didn't know what he was thinking.

"When it's ready, you can play a tune." The old man slapped them one by one.

"Three-pick-up, I'll leave it to you here." In the end, everyone moved, leaving only Ye Xuan and his men.

The devil knows what they dare to do.

The medium-sized tribes of the barbarians actually dared to rush.

"They still want to get some ore back." Ye Xuan covered his face to express the absurdity in his heart.

Qingming was dressed in old armor, but he was wearing it upright, sitting upright in the snow, and he felt clean at a glance, "Without armor and armament, this city is impossible to hold, and every bloody battle in the mountain city is almost disabled." ā€

"Why do you say that as long as you can kill 20,000 enemy troops, you can stop foreign enemies from leaving the country?" Ye Xuan still can't let go of the doubts in his heart, there shouldn't be an emperor who only looks at data in a real game.

"The king of the neighboring city of Shanhai City has always been cautious, and his speculation of slaughtering the waves with his temperament makes some sense." Qingming raised his head, his eyes were so clear, "This is a big gamble." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ How do you know? Ye Xuan wondered.

"The general once talked to me, how could he really forget me? I wouldn't have been released without anyone's consent. Qingming smiled bitterly.

"Ahem~" There was a rapid coughing sound, and Mu Lanxiang looked so haggard on his wolf skin. Moyama was on guard.

It's very strange that the mother worm hasn't hatched yet, except for the fact that she looks weaker when she is resting recently, Ye Xuan also saw her kill a thinner brute with an iron pestle yesterday.

Maoshan didn't mention her illness to herself, and it seemed that she had stopped Maoshan from moving.