Although the ceramic does not fall, the ability to carry the knife and cut the sword is very strong, especially the surface is smooth, and the gun will slip when the gun is pierced.

Instead of defending with gypsum earth, it is really better to use ceramic as a baffle.

Su Qingyan drew two baffles on the paper that looked like turtle shells, marked the size, and left a few holes on each side to make it easier to tie the rope when wearing it.

also designed some cylindrical ceramics on the sleeves, and handed them to Su Dani when she came to Su Qingyan again to say "boudoir words".

The blacksmiths hired when they were making defensive iron cages were not surprised by Su Qingyan's various strange inventions, and they started to work after getting the drawings.

Anyway, as long as the money is in place, nothing else is a big problem.

In order to make the defense of this turtle shell stronger, they proposed to wrap an iron mesh inside.

Su Qingyan readily agreed, and while burning the plaster and relief cute pet wine jar, he also burned the same defensive armor as the turtle shell.

This time, Su Qingyan was afraid that General Wei would refuse politely, so he ordered someone to find a dart master, brought 3,000 sets of ceramic armor, 1,000 jars of spirits, 500 bags of gypsum powder, and 2,000 catties of grain and sent them to the border.

On the battlefield, wolf smoke rose everywhere, and there was a lot of killing.

The soldiers of the two countries wielded swords and guns, trying to fight in this human purgatory that eats people and does not spit out bones, trying to win a ray of life for themselves.

Lu Tianhui is a relatively comfortable cadre.

He brandished a spear, picked one on the left and stabbed it on the right, like a heavenly soldier descending to earth, brave and invincible.

With the expectation of his most beloved little daughter-in-law in his heart, he has infinite courage.

He can't wait to become a god with one enemy, become a god in one battle, become famous, and win the position of commander or general.

However, after all, he was flesh and blood, and after destroying more than 30 enemies in a row, he did not see the general's order to withdraw his troops, and he gradually couldn't support it.

When the spear plunged into the enemy's abdomen again, he did not have the strength to pick it off again, and only kicked the man not far away.

The enemy soldiers looked at this exhausted little leader, and they all showed greedy expressions.

You know, killing one centurion is worth killing twenty minions.

Over there, I don't know who shouted in a lame language that Lu Tianhui couldn't get used to: "He has no strength, kill him quickly, and he will make a great contribution!" ”

Lu Tianhui's side, hula, surrounded more than a dozen enemy soldiers in a company.

His heart was fluttering, and before he could shout badly, he was cut in the calf by a small soldier behind him.

In an instant, he exclaimed in pain and stood on the ground with a pestle.

Some of the soldiers of Daji also shouted: "Save Centurion Lu!" ”

But there are layers of enemies in front of them, and it is not easy to protect themselves from injury at all times, and they still want to pass.

Lu Tianhui knew that he couldn't rely on anyone except himself.

With a strong breath, he struggled to stand up, endured the pain of the wound, and swept through thousands of armies and five or six enemy soldiers.

But the soldiers were only singled out, and they were not dead or seriously wounded, and soon gathered again.

After a while, Lu Tianhui's head was stolen, and he suffered large and small injuries on his body, the hairband was broken at some point, and the blood-stained hair stuck to his cheeks messily, describing him as embarrassed.

He gasped for breath, and the pants on his left calf were already soaked with blood, but only one thought flickered in his mind: he couldn't die! Promised Qingyan to go back!

With his fists clenched on his spear, his muscles flared up, and he roared, stabbing them in the neck with undying determination.

However, a large net suddenly fell from the sky and buckled him to the ground, and when he raised his head, dozens of spears from above attacked him, threatening to stab him into a hedgehog in an instant.

Despair flashed in his eyes, and he closed his eyes with a wry smile.

Farewell, Qingyan.

Although I promised you to go back alive......

"Ahh

The net covering Lu Tianhui's head was suddenly lifted, his head was light, and when he looked up through his messy hair, he saw a man who was not tall but very strong, and he used something to hang the net that held him, waving and spinning in the air like a meteor shop, and knocking people within three meters out of the air, not daring to approach.

The man also screamed in a strange language: "Kill! Damn you! ”

For a while, those who wanted to take Lu Tianhui's head retreated and found someone else to fight.

The man finally had a chance to collect his hidden weapon and pulled Lu Tianhui up from the ground.

With that person's protection, even if Lu Tianhui was not lightly injured, he could easily deal with the enemy's infantry who did not know martial arts.

They have little combat effectiveness.

After about a stick of incense, the enemy generals beat the drums of withdrawal and their soldiers began to run back.

Lu Tianhui's heart was relieved and he was very happy.

This is, another win!

I also picked up a life!

But he didn't be happy for long, because his expression was relaxed, his blood surged, and he fainted.

The savage man who had been protecting him was taken aback: "Alas! Alas! ”

"Centurion Lu!"

There were surviving soldiers under his command who ran over and carried Lu Tianhui back with all hands and feet, and the barbarian originally wanted to leave, but was stopped by General Wei, who came on horseback.

General Wei's sharp Xuantie broadsword was still dripping blood, he put the knife across the man's neck, and asked with a stern expression: "If you are not from my clan, your heart will be different, what is the purpose of you mixing into the army?" ”

Lu Tianhui didn't dream, he slept soundly, as if he had relieved all the fatigue of the year he had been on the expedition, and when he woke up, he found that he was not dead, and his mood was a little strangely good.

The big and small injuries all over the body don't seem to be so important in the face of life.

But he didn't know that he had been in a coma for three days and three nights.

The military doctor came to check his injuries and change his dressing, and when he saw that he was awake, he was very happy and said: "Centurion Lu, you are awake, you can rest assured, except for the deep wound on his left leg, there is nothing serious in other places, fortunately he was not cut off a bone."

It's that the wound on the left leg is too deep, and I'm afraid it will leave a blister. ”

"It's okay, don't you all say, scar is a man's medal?" Lu Tianhui tugged at the corners of his mouth and wanted to laugh, but his face hurt all over his face, so he had to hold back. He asked, "Doctor Hu, do you know the person who saved me?" Where is he? ”

"Ah, Centurion Lu is talking about the Gentiles! He seems to have been taken into custody by General Wei. ”

"What?" When Lu Tianhui heard this, he was anxious and struggled to get out of bed.

The military doctor hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't get excited, it's important to recuperate, you have been in a coma for three days, and General Wei didn't touch that person, I think I want to ask your opinion."

You bravely killed forty-seven enemies this time, and your achievements are remarkable, and the general seems to want to mention you as a commander, don't be impatient, I will send someone to invite General Wei here, you have something to say. ”

The military doctor changed the medicine and left with the medicine box on his shoulder, Lu Tianhui was immersed in shock, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He thought he had just slept for a while, but he didn't expect it to be three days and three nights!

After a while, General Wei came and personally carried a bowl of white rice porridge.

In this barracks, they are all gnawing steamed buns, such white rice porridge is liquid food, Jin Gui is not hungry, and it is used to feed the wounded.

But he seems to be a wounded man now!

With a wry smile, he half-lay on the bed and saluted General Wei, who asked him not to be polite and brought him white rice porridge.

The big men in the barracks, as long as they don't have no hands, they don't want others to feed them.

Lu Tianhui used the hand with less gauze to drink the porridge, wiped his mouth with the bandage on the back of his hand, and said, "General Wei, I hope you can let go of the alien who saved me."