Wu Shan said this sentence with a cold face.

There was boundless indifference and hatred in his tone, and the raised eyebrows represented that Wushan was extremely angry at this time.

"Our ancestors, they were treated like livestock, and their bones were piled up into hills."

"That picture is horrible, miserable, and inhumane."

"It's a story, it's history, and it's mentioned in many saintly scriptures."

Although the story is adapted from Wushan, Wushan is not adapted randomly, but is based on the history of this world and the information recorded in some sage classics.

No one who reads here can find fault with the story of Wushan, because the five barbarians mentioned by Wushan do exist.

In ancient times, the human race was used as food by other races, and that was a common sense thing.

In the whole story, the only new thing that Wushan proposes is the word "two-legged sheep".

"You know what?"

"In the war with the barbarians, if our Terrans are defeated, all the Terrans behind us, our relatives, those old, weak, sick and disabled will become the most delicious two-legged sheep in the mouths of the barbarians."

"Now, what are we going to do?"

"What should we do?"

Wu Shan roared and shouted out this sentence, as if he was asking himself and everyone.

"Barbarians, one less one, one less to kill, one less pair, isn't it?"

"I'm going to kill them all, I'm not going to be a two-legged sheep!"

"Tell me, are you going to be two-legged sheep?"

Wu Shan roared at the soldiers sitting underground, and I don't know how long it was, a young voice sounded in the crowd.

"Don't do it, I won't be a two-legged sheep!"

"I'm going to kill all the barbarians, I'm going home, I'm going to go back to see if my sister is well!"

It was the young Tie Huai who spoke, and after Tie Huai finished speaking, the voice of 'I won't be a two-legged sheep' rang out one after another.

More and more, and in the end, thousands of people shouted together not to be two-legged sheep.

How could the situation of the thousand-man camp where Wushan was located escape the ears and eyes of other people in the army, and soon the story of the 'two-legged sheep' spread throughout the military camp.

In the camp tent of the Chinese army, the marshal on the main seat has a distant look in his eyes and a constant muttering in his mouth.

"Two-legged sheep...... Two-legged sheep ...... Two-legged sheep ......"

For a moment, countless tragic images flashed in the eyes of the marshal on the throne.

In ancient times, aliens used human bones as firewood and human flesh as vegetables, cooked people, and the picture of eating them was terrifying.

"The old thin man is called a fire, and the woman is a young man, and the name is not envious, and the child is called a rotten bone, and the eyes are two-legged sheep."

In a large tent in the central area of the barracks, there were scholars muttering to themselves with tears in their eyes.

"Two-legged sheep, kill them to eat meat during the day, and take pleasure in lewd at night!"

"Ahh......hh I'm mad at me! ”

When a certain general thought of this situation, he was so angry that he thundered, and his angry shouts resounded throughout the central area of the barracks.

In another part of the barracks, there was a white-haired old man hiding his face and weeping, crying sadly.

"In the territory of the human race, the people are not able to make a living, and it is difficult to make a plan, how can they resist the alien race? Who can resist the aliens? ”

In the same way, those who have lupine scarves look up at the sky with tears in their eyes, and their sadness is incomprehensible.

……

Compared with the sighs of these people, Wushan is much more pragmatic.

Because the soldiers listened to the story of Wushan's 'two-legged sheep', their emotions were mobilized, and their fighting spirit was excited, and they couldn't wait to go to the battlefield immediately to kill the sky.

The 1,000-strong battalion composed of the remnants of the defeated soldiers, the morale problem was finally solved.

But then, there is also a tacit understanding problem, with which combat effectiveness can be formed.

Wu Shan glanced at the five newly promoted little flag officers and asked them to enter the camp for an impromptu meeting.

The reason why there are five people is because after the death of the deputy general Wei Xuan, the original small flag officer Tie Huai was promoted to the deputy general and the small cavalry captain.

In the tent, Wushan asked everyone to find a place to sit down at will, and these ten little flag officials were all good brothers who were born and died with Wushan.

"Brothers, my request is simple!"

"After you go out in a while, integrate the squad under your hands, and don't consider the rest, the sickle formation must be skilled in a short time."

"Although these people are remnants, they are also veterans, and they will soon be able to form a regiment if they are familiar with it, and they should all know that only by uniting and forming a corps can they survive on the battlefield."

"We're running out of time, we have to hurry!"

Wu Shan's words made the expressions of the team leaders extremely solemn.

In fact, there is no need for Wushan to speak, in the morning, these little flag officers have already begun to reorganize the team.

Seeing that no one asked questions, Wushan let them go and get busy.

In the camp tent, only the fifteen-year-old deputy general Tie Huai remained.

"You kid, work hard, you became a deputy general at the age of fifteen, and your future is bright!"

Wu Shan patted the young man Tie Huai's shoulder and said these words unhurriedly, trying to relieve the atmosphere that had been suppressed since before the story was told.

"Because the big brothers are all dead, that's why it's my turn!"

The young man Tie Huai said this with a shy face, and he didn't mean anything when he was sincere in his heart.

But when he heard these words, Wushan felt guilty that he was at the end of his rope and drove the young soldiers to the battlefield.

On the second day, the Chinese army camp.

"There is no room for retreat from this temptation, I am ready to die!"

In the tent, Zhou Liming, the coach of the central position, spoke for the first time, and his flat voice directly set the general direction for the meeting and set the tone for the meeting.

"If you only want to die on the battlefield, why do you need a horse leather shroud...... Hahaha...... Ben is willing to follow the manager! ”

The first to speak was the first to speak to the chief general of the first temptation between the enemy and us, who had a round head and big ears and a beard.

"You can't retreat from this battle, you can't escape, you can only fight to the death!"

As the only Confucian general in the army, Zeng Houyu, sitting like a pine, jade-faced starry eyes, after expressing his opinion after speaking, he picked up the wine lord on the table and drank it slowly.

"I, Xue Hai, never avoid battles, but I have to think about the way to fight this battle, this time I must beat them hard, and I have to play the momentum of our human race."

Zuo General Xue Hai laughed, touched his mustache, and glanced at the group of scholars opposite, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Xue Hai, do you mean that I'm scared?"

The right general Tie Sha and the left general Xue Hai never dealt with each other, slapped the table, stood up and said to Zhou Liming on the main seat.

"The last general is willing to be the striker and cut through the thorns for my human race!"

Coach Zhou Liming did not speak, stretched out his hand in front of him, and calmed the right general Tie Xuan.

The tent fell into a brief silence.

The military has already shown their attitude towards this big war, and now it is up to the group of readers on the other side to give an attitude.

Only with one heart can this battle be fought.