"Wang Ce, let your people light beacon cigarettes!"

The shouts of the hundred households echoed in the small earth city, and a wisp of black smoke rose into the air, spreading the message. [No pop-up novel network]

"Go to the city wall!" In fact, there is no need for hundreds of households to shout, everyone has this consciousness, even the recruits will soon either die or adapt.

Wang Ce beckoned his eight men, and rushed to the city wall in a hurry, and a backhand took an arrow from the quiver, and the arrow was dark and extremely fierce.

In the distance, visible to the naked eye, a group of barbarian cavalry was galloping towards them. The corners of Wang Ce's mouth flashed with a wisp of coldness, and he carefully hid behind the battlements, and suddenly a flash of light was particularly dazzling in the dusk.

Wang Ce rolled and threw down Lao Meng under his command. There was a crack, and the battlements were shot up, and if Lao Meng was a little late, he would definitely die.

Wang Ce patted Lao Meng, who had palpitations: "1 Bu Xindian, the other party has a master." ”

War is not child's play, and war is not the military chess that Wang Ce played when he was a child. Especially in the wars of this world, because of the existence of warriors, there are many more variables.

You never know what kind of master there is in the enemy. Sword Qi, Gang Qi, Dou Gang?

A small earthen city can't resist the surprise attack of the master at all. Just like the arrow before, Wang Ce bet that it was definitely shot by a sword qi level master with a two-stone bow.

It is important to point out that there are two types of bow force measurement here: bucket and stone. One bucket is fifty pounds, and ten buckets are one stone. One stone bow is five hundred catties.

Wang Ce can also open a two-stone bow, but he can't be a true martial artist, so he can only make do with a one-stone bow. I didn't know how to use a bow and arrow, but now I have learned how to use it flexibly. War is undoubtedly the most catalytic thing.

"To withdraw or not to withdraw?" Baihu looked at this arrow a little hairily, the two stone bows represented that the other party had masters, and it was meaningless to stick to it.

You have to send a group of masters, which naturally can't be stopped, only retreat. But it is impossible for the barbarians to always let the masters station, and the Jialu will soon send the masters to recapture the earth city, which forms a battle between you and me.

"My lord, I thought it was better to wait. Wang Ce leaned over and whispered, "I think the other party is probably talking nonsense," otherwise why shoot arrows so far away. ”

Gold can shine anywhere, and Wang Ce's mind was also recognized by Baihu and others, and they agreed.

Shrinking his head and shrinking his head, he waited silently for a while, waiting for the barbarians to slow down and slowly approach. Hundreds of households jumped up and ordered: "Release!"

The soldiers on the walls straightened up, smirking and shooting arrows at the enemy, whining. Wang Ce's arrow was like a bullet, and it struck a brute with a snort, and it also flew some distance.

Helplessly, Wang Ce learned to use a bow and arrow not long after, "It's already very good to have this kind of accuracy."

The barbarian's reaction was also very fast, and he galloped over quickly, screaming and shooting at the low city.

Both sides are very fast, three consecutive rounds of arrows. With an order, Baihu took the lead and jumped off the city wall, and slashed a barbarian to death with a roar.

Wang Ce held the standard war knife of the Great Law, roaring down, and the barbarian lifted the war knife to take off and fight. Wang Ce let out a silent sneer, and the war knife suddenly broke through the air like a ghostly roar, and it was actually Ling Yan who blocked the opponent's killing move in one fell swoop with the war spirit, and slashed the barbarian with one sword.

A sword qi level master can easily lose his life in the war.

Wang Ce's side killed several people in a row, and the barbarians howled angrily a few times, turned around and ran away.

A hundred households whistled, and the people in the city quickly rode out to chase after them. Baihu and Wang Ce grabbed the war horse, chased for a while and killed several people" before retreating.

Wang Ce slowly rode back covered in blood, exhaled, glanced back at the sunset, and entered the city.

It was a certain day in early May.

In mid-May, "Wang Ce was promoted to the team because he killed a number of barbarians.

One day in late May.

Wang Ce lazily leaned on the battlements, "biting a dog's tail grass and sucking the sweet and bitter juice."

The sound of sharpening knives sounded, and Wang Ce threw the war knife next to him down, and accurately fell into the hands of a recruit who had lost his rookie breath: "Little Niu, by the way, help me sharpen the knife." ”

The little cow responded, and Wang Ce looked at the sky lazily, as if he didn't give anything. If Wang Ce could see himself, he would probably appear, and he also had the aura of a veteran.

Wang Ce has been on the front line for almost two months, and he has experienced more than 20 battles of all sizes.

This Tucheng is the real first line, and it is also the first line of the barbarian impact.

In the friction zone between Dalu and the barbarians, almost every inch of land was stained red with blood. A small earthen city like this towering is as difficult to pull out as a nail, and the barbarians are pulling each other out here, consuming each other's strength.

I heard that war makes people old. Wang Ce doesn't know if this is the case, but he personally fought on the front line and experienced the war personally, and the frivolity that belongs to modern people in his bones has been much less.

Wang Ce had heard a legend among his comrades-in-arms, a legend of a veteran soldier who only belonged to the Great Law Soldiers.

A soldier has experienced countless battles and beheadings since he joined the army, and slowly accumulated merits. However, the veteran really didn't have much martial arts talent. It's always just a low-ranking officer.

A long time later, one day, a certain middle-level officer always had a veteran's name on the list of merit requests under his hand, and he couldn't help but look it up curiously. It was shocking to realize that the veteran, who had been fighting on the front line for 30 years, had personally experienced thousands of battles.

It's an absolute miracle that he fought more than a thousand times and never died. What's even more miraculous is that just by virtue of the merit of killing the enemy, this veteran has the title of four grades in a daze, and the veteran himself doesn't know it.

Later, after the imperial court, even the military department and the military machine hall were dumbfounded, and they didn't know that there was such a fierce man under their hands.

Later, Emperor Dalu personally summoned the confused veterans, rewarded him with the honorary title of Zheng Erpin, and held a false position in the Military Aircraft Hall, so that he could retire and return to his hometown, and the three generations of his children could enjoy glory and wealth.

This is the most legendary veteran miracle that has always been passed down in the Great Law Army.

It is also a miracle that can only occur in the Great Law. Veterans who have cultivated well are generally retired between the ages of 40 and 50, and only the law of fighting every day can have this miracle of not dying after a thousand battles.

Leaning on the battlements, Wang Ce thought about this legend, and felt a little funny, but also secretly awe-inspiring.

He knew before that because of the presence of warriors, the military operations here would definitely be different. However, it was only when he came to the battlefield in person that he understood it personally.

"Wang Ce. Baihu's shout made Wang Ce wake up.

Baihu happily announced to everyone, "The order from above, let us go back and rest, and we will take over the defense area in a while."

Wang Ce tore off the dog's tail grass, and couldn't tell whether he was happy or happy. Glancing at the elated others, Wang Ce smiled bitterly, the recruits have come for a while, and the rest are these dozens of people.

It's time for a change of guard, too.

When the new recruits and veterans who changed their guards came in good spirits, Wang Ce's group left in rags and rags.

Wang Ce glanced back at Tucheng, which had been fighting for almost two months, and suddenly grinned happily.

His gains during this time are absolutely beyond your imagination.

If Wang Ce only studied military theory and command in the past, then this time, it is only when he truly understands the army and understands the army that he absorbs theory into practice.

Originally, this was a normal change of guard, but when this hundred households received the order to return to Liaoyang to recuperate, Wang Ce vaguely felt that something was wrong. The Governor's Mansion is in Liaoyang, this is just an ordinary front-line army, there is no reason to be transferred back to Liaoyang?

Returning to Liaoyang, at the gate of the city, Wang Ce helplessly saw Su Mei's smiling and moaning figure.

For some reason, Su Mei, who had her back to the sunset, was exceptionally beautiful, and this scene was engraved on Wang Ce's heart like a knife.

"Hey, you kid. ”

Baihu slapped Wang Ce heavily, and flowed 1ù with a strange expression: "I like you more and more, I can't see that you, this kid, is from a noble family, and you are actually on the front line with our gang, not bad, very good." ”

Su Mei's temperament is obviously misunderstood. Some of the comrades-in-arms of the 6th Continuation, full of a look of gods that you know and men understand, gave Wang Ce a guy: "My lord, Taohuayun, you have a good fortune." ”

Wang Ce reluctantly watched as these comrades-in-arms who had been fighting for two months and could only leave so far.

suddenly sighed, and looked at Su Mei's face that seemed to shine: "Sister Su, I suddenly realized that you are so beautiful today." ”

"I killed you." Su Mei pinched him angrily, and the distressed momo Wang Ce's face turned black and rough: "Still talking nonsense, hurry up and go back with me." You are like this now, let alone handsome, you are a ruffian. ”

When she came to Su Qian, Su Mei prepared bath water and new clothes for Wang Ce early.

Wang Ce groaned comfortably in the big bucket, rubbing it down, rubbing out a large piece of mud, dang with an extraordinary black and gray.

Is there any mistake, I love clean people so much, and I have only been fighting for two months before I have become this virtue. Wang Ce suddenly cried without tears, and his mind came back from the battlefield, and the army's transformation of a person was simply crazy.

Su Mei's voice suddenly appeared outside the room: "I asked Uncle Xiao to transfer you back." ”

"I know. Although Su Mei couldn't see it, Wang Ce still nodded, humming and chirping to be a happy mud rubbing master: "I thought it would be born after June 6." ”

Su Mei stood silently outside the house, the sound of water crackling in her ears, and she sighed silently: "Things have changed." ”

"Not long ago, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young martial artist appeared in Dalu and defeated a genius from the sect. ”

"That young man's surname is Wang, Mingce!" The sound of water in the room suddenly disappeared. The footsteps sounded hurriedly, Wang Ce surrounded his lower body, opened the door barely, and glared: "Wang Ce?"

"Yes, that young man, also called Wang Ce. ”

It was not Su Mei who spoke, but a middle-aged man with an elegant bearing and even frank and sincere.

Wang Ce hurriedly covered the first two points of xiong, and scolded: "Damn!"

"Liu Yexing, how come you bastard are here!"