"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son! ”

A vigorous and low roar was heard, interspersed with the neighing of war horses.

"It's finally here!" Li Mu stood at the door of the barracks and sighed.

At this time, an officer wearing battle armor and holding a bronze sword walked over, a hundred generals.

I saw that the hundred generals stood in front of the team with solemn expressions, looked left and right, and said:

"Come with me!"

The tone is unmistakable! With that, he turned around and walked into the barracks.

Li Mu and the others immediately followed, and as soon as they entered the gate, a hot wave of air rushed towards them.

As far as the eye can see, countless Black Party formations are practicing.

There was a murderous aura in the roar, but Li Mu's team did not show a trace of timidity and curiosity.

On the contrary, they even have an eager expression.

After all, Li Mu was a soldier who had served as a guard and a regular soldier, and he was a soldier with formal military training.

I saw Li Mu and them under the leadership of the hundred generals to a clearing.

There were about seventy or eighty soldiers standing or sitting in the clearing.

They are all pawns who only arrived today.

Seeing the arrival of the hundred generals, seventy or eighty soldiers in the open space began to line up quickly and orderly.

In a few moments, a phalanx of 100 people had been formed.

Li Mu and another guy wearing battle armor, holding a halberd, and a bronze sword at his waist stood at the front of the phalanx as the only two commanders of this hundred-person phalanx.

The infantry of the Qin army, with five people and one captain; The second army is what, and the chief is set up; Five tithes for the tun, set up a tun chief; Two tuns are hundreds, and one hundred generals are set up; five hundred, five hundred masters; a thousand, two or five hundred lords.

Li Mu's eldest brother was already a third-class lord when he died.

Since Li Mu's eldest brother had no heirs, his title was inherited by Li Mu.

In the Qin Dynasty, titles and official positions complement each other, so Li Mu was a tun chief as soon as he entered the military camp.

The hundred generals looked at the hundred-person phalanx with a serious face, and was about to say something, when a low and vigorous horn sounded.

It was the clarion call for battle, and Li Mu's eyes were full of excitement.

If the guess is correct, it must be those prisoners of war of the Six Nations who are cultivating straight roads outside the barracks who are engaged in moths.

I can't say it's going to be a riot!

The first battle since entering Qin may be today!

Unconsciously, this hundred-person phalanx was already murderous.

At this time, the commander ran over and handed over a piece of bamboo to the hundred generals.

I saw that after reading the bamboo row, Baijiang's eyes were fixed, and a deep voice sounded:

"Slave riot! Follow me! ”

As he spoke, he drew the bronze long sword at his waist and rushed towards the gate first.

Li Mu glanced at the other tun chief, bowed his head slightly, and shouted in unison:

"Speed! Come on! As he spoke, he rushed out.

The entire phalanx moved when it heard the sound, but it moved in an orderly manner, and there was no scattered formation due to the rapid movement.

When Li Mu and their phalanx arrived at the riot site, noisy voices kept coming, and there was a very thick smell of sand and dust in the air.

Looking at the yellow fog in the sky, countless people were fighting together like crazy, and there were constantly black party formations of the Qin army gathered around them, waiting on the periphery.

Li Mu and another tun chief were patrolling back and forth in the phalanx with a halberd in their hands at this time, maintaining order.

At the same time, it reminds the soldiers in the phalanx to be ready to charge at any time.

At this time, there was a sound of horses' hooves not far away, and when I looked up, I saw a dozen knights galloping towards this direction.

That's two or five hundred lords, which is what ordinary people call a thousand.

The supreme commander of this repressive force.

Li Mu knew that this army was going to make a move, and as expected, the hundred generals in front of the team had already run towards the dozen or so knights who were parked not far away, and the surrounding hundred generals also made moves.

I saw that the general (thousand people) recognized the crowd of people who were fighting for a while, and then waved his hand.

"Step in!"

Driven by a simple and direct military order, the hundred generals returned to the queue and gave an even more precious order: "Drive!" ”

Li Mu glanced at each other with another tun chief, and almost at the same time, he sank his waist and stepped forward with his right foot, and suddenly his big foot made a dull collision sound with the ground, and he put up the halberd in his hand at the same time.

"Five Teams, Charge!"

said that Li Mu took the lead.

I saw a phalanx of 100 people, and twenty-five people trotted out in a charging posture for a front team, followed by a second team in the same posture.

Looking from afar, I saw that the Qin army was like a black wave, constantly eroding the fighting space of the slaves wave after wave.

At the first moment when the Qin army took action, most of the brawling crowd seemed to be unaware, and they still beat the people around them with their fists or big feet, but some of the people who found the Qin army advancing in a charging posture turned around and ran away with a howl.

As they got closer and closer, Li Mu glanced at the other tun chief and began to speed up.

Immediately, the entire phalanx also sped up.

There was no roar, just such a silent acceleration.

In contrast to the silent charge of the Qin army, there was a cry and howl in the brawling crowd.

These people seemed to have seen the Qin army's charge more than once, and this charge was like a terrifying experience that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and made them feel terrified.

It was almost devastating, the Qin army was just a charge, and the nearly 10,000 brawlers were driven into a circle by the Qin army, which only had a thousand people, without even the slightest resistance, and all of them knelt on the ground, trembling like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The corners of Li Mu's mouth twitched, it was too unbeatable. Then his eyes fell on a seven or eight-year-old boy.

Maybe because of his small size, he was just squatting, and there was an old man next to him.

Li Mu was slightly stunned, only to see the young man looking at him with straight eyes, and the corners of Li Mu's mouth turned slightly into interest.

"What's your name?"

Li Mu came to the young man's side and looked down at the young man.

There was a hint of fierceness in the young man's eyes, and he did not speak.

"This little guy is quite interesting."

Li Mu decided to tease him.

"Huh?" As he spoke, Li Mu's face sank.

The old man next to him dragged the young man.

I saw that the young man reluctantly said: "Yu." ”

Obediently, it won't be Xiang Yu! Li Mu glanced at the young man strangely, and then asked:

"Are you from Chu?"

Before the boy could answer, the commander ran over.

"The Lord has commanded! Pick out the people and show them to the public! ”

The commander is the herald.

The corners of Li Mu's mouth twitched, and he was not in the mood to be funny with this young man.

Pick someone? How to pick people?

He looked back and forth a few times, and the worried look on the prisoner's face and trembling body showed that it was not an irrational animal, but a person with a mind and a will to survive.

As the successor of socialism in the new century, Li Mu is very embarrassed.

Other teams are already picking people, and the number of people picked out by each team is different, more than dozens or as little as two or three, and the ruthless one is hundreds!

Just when Li Mu was in a dilemma, another tun chief walked over, patted Li Mu on the shoulder and said, "Don't miss the 'Lord's order'. ”

Li Mu glanced at the tun chief gratefully and said, "My name is Mu, thank you." ”

The tun chief shook his head: "My name is Flails." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the hundred generals not far away, and raised his chin at the slave: "You're the only one left." ”

Li Mu was startled and looked at the hundred generals with his eyes. At this time, the hundred generals were looking at this place with blazing eyes.

After glancing at the flail gratefully, Li Mu immediately made a decision:

"Pick out the ones who can't be cured of serious injuries!"

The corporal clenched his fists and bowed down to do so.

The surrounding prisoners of war breathed a sigh of relief when they heard it, and the young man not far away heard Li Mu's words, glanced at Li Mu in surprise, and then lowered his head.

The scorching sun is scorching, and the Qin is like this!