In the past three years, Zi Chen has been injured countless times and killed countless enemies!

Three years ago, the people of Qin laughed at the old cow, laughed at the Tang State for having no war horses, and pulled an old cow to fill the number. But in the next three years, bull riding veterans became a lingering nightmare in their hearts.

Three years have passed, and for Zi Chen, killing people has become a habit.

He clearly watched the enemy fall one by one, more carefully and more seriously than when he had killed the monk.

And in the past three years, Zichen always felt that he understood something, but unfortunately he was always short of an epiphany.

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"Poof!"

As soon as the knife fell, a human head flew up, the expression on the human head's face was still stunned, the war horse neighed, and the corpse of the soldier fell towards the rear.

Zi Chen rode the old ox and rushed into the enemy camp, holding a brand-new long knife and cutting off the heads of the enemy cavalry.

This was Zi Chen's eighth ordinary long knife, and this was his fourth year here.

In the past four years, eighty percent of his comrades who have followed him to kill the enemy on the front line have died, and more than half of the remaining two percent have been promoted. Chen Liu, a young officer at the beginning, became an adjutant general.

In this year, the Tang army not only recovered all the lost territory, but also began to launch a counter-attack war against the Qin army.

This year, many people around Zi Chen became centurions, and then thousands, and even their colleagues many years ago have become captains.

This year, Zi Chen still didn't understand the rules. It was also this year that Zichen's top boss, the centurion, changed three. These three people did not die on the battlefield, but all advanced.

In the fifth year, the battle continued, and Zichen was still killing people monotonously.

Still in the sixth year!

In the past six years, he has killed more people than he has killed in his years as a monk. On the battlefield, he is like an executioner on the battlefield, and there is never a living mouth under the knife.

In the past six years, Zi Chen's top boss has changed, and the robe next to him has died, and the only one who does not change is Zi Chen, it is the old cow.

Good news on the battlefield came frequently, and the deeds of bull-riding veterans also came frequently.

In the seventh year, there was a chief general in the army, and the lord had a great future, and as soon as he came up, in order to pursue military exploits, he signaled the bull-riding veteran to go to the battlefield.

Zi Chen followed a hundred cavalry and rushed towards the enemy.

For seven years, the Qin army hated this bull-riding veteran very much, and when they saw him appear, they immediately rushed to kill.

Soon, the cavalry of the two sides collided, and the Qin army completely surrounded Zi Chen's hundred-man team.

"Kill out! Reinforcements will arrive soon!" Zi Chen, who had several more wounds on his body, shouted loudly, and the long knife in his hand slashed again, and the heads rolled down.

When they rushed forward, they had already made it clear that their team was bait.

Behind him, the rest of the cavalry closed together to form a charging formation, unswervingly following behind Zi Chen.

"Surround him, don't let him run!"

"The third and fifth brigades, hurry up and surround them, as long as you kill this bull rider, Tang Bing is not afraid!"

A commander of the Qin soldiers commanded, and with the swing of the command flag, groups of cavalry surrounded Zichen.

This is the seventh year that Zi Chen has joined the battlefield, and although he is a small soldier on the front line, his prestige has reached the extreme. Among the Tang soldiers, soldiers can disobey the chief general transferred from the imperial capital, but no one disobeys Zichen.

In the past seven years, every time he rushed to the front and walked at the end, he has become a symbol, like a Tang flag, standing on the battlefield for seven years.

As long as Zichen does not die, Tang Qi will not fall, no matter how difficult the battle is, they are confident that they will fight and win.

In the past seven years, the Qin army has been defeated again and again!

Therefore, the Qin army wanted to kill Zi Chen, who was riding a bull, and every time they fought, they would send many cavalry to surround Zi Chen, but every time it didn't go as he wished.

This time, the battle was extremely fierce, Zi Chen rushed forward, and the cavalry behind him fell one by one, they believed in Zi Chen, and firmly believed that this battle could be won. In the end, a group of 100 people broke out of the encirclement, but only seven of the 100 people remained.

"We're out!"

Two of the seven men rushed out, then fell down and never got up again. As for the other five, they were shot by bows and arrows that had been waiting for a long time, and only Zi Chen was left among the hundred.

100 cavalrymen, all dead!

Zi Chen glanced back at the corpse that was quickly trampled and covered by the enemy cavalry, a touch of regret flashed in his eyes, and he rode the old ox back.

He has been in the mortal dust for seven years, and his body is once again contaminated with the breath of mortal dust, and he has killed a lot of people in the past seven years, but because of those robes, his gradually cold heart still has a trace of warmth.

But as the war broke out without stopping, his robe was dying one by one.

Watching Zi Chen ride away on a bull, a deputy general of Qin State was annoyed: "Hey, let him run away again!"

The Lord General looked at Zi Chen's back, but a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and said, "He did run, but we won!"

"Won? But he's still alive?"

"Fighting is never about force, it's about wisdom!" said the general, pointing to his head.

Zi Chen rode back on the old ox scarred, with an obviously uncontrollable anger on his face, and he went directly to the place where the commander was.

It was the first time for the soldiers to see Zi Chen so angry, with a different color on his face, because he was a veteran, although he didn't have any authority, but everyone knew that his years of combat exploits were enough for him to achieve a high position.

No one stopped Zi Chen, Zi Chen went all the way, and met a commander halfway, that is, the young officer of the year - Chen Liu.

Looking at Chen Liu, Zi Chen asked angrily: "Didn't you say okay, I was the bait, did you send troops to support? Why didn't you send troops to support in the end?"

Seven years have passed, and the young officer has become stable and mature, and in the face of Zi Chen's questioning, he explained: "The time is not ripe, the Qin army is on guard!"

"The defense of bullshit is afraid of death!" Zi Chen's voice raised a lot again, and immediately attracted the sideways glances of many soldiers.

In the past seven years, Zi Chen has accumulated a lot of military exploits for the Tang Kingdom, in addition to the number of people killed, he has obtained countless miraculous achievements.

When all the soldiers admired him, and when he was praised in the entire Tang Kingdom, the high-level officials of the Tang Kingdom naturally knew about this wonderful person who only knew how to fight, but did not need to be added to the rank of knight.

Such a person in officialdom will not be admired, and his evaluation of Zichen is just a wonderful person.

It is precisely because of this kind of wonderful person that in the past four years, Zichen's top bosses have changed one after another, and each one of them has been here in a hurry for a few months, and then he has accumulated enough military merits and has been promoted to the knighthood.

The battlefield where Zichen is located has almost become a place where many second-generation officials have experienced gilding.

And this time, Zi Chen's top boss is a young general with a high military rank, of course, a higher background, and he is very proud.

But in his seven-year combat career, Zi Chen has seen a lot of straw bale generals, and in his opinion, this is another straw bale general.

He was furious, but he had no choice but to turn away

In the big tent where the main general was, a young chief general who looked to be only in his twenties, with a blue face, threw a stack of papers on the table, and shouted at the same time: "Look, this is what you call the flag representative, in the past seven years, he has left the battlefield alone alive, as many as twenty times. How many warriors did he have to kill in these twenty times?"

"Have you checked his details before using him? A veteran who rode a bull and made many military exploits against the Tang State. He's actually a spy of the Qin State! Look, look at these letters, if I hadn't noticed it earlier, what I would have lost today would not be a hundred-man army, but an entire army!"

On the table are the number of robes who have died fighting side by side with Zi Chen over the years, as well as evidence that Zi Chen colluded with the Qin State and harmed his comrades.

The main general was very angry, but in the present, none of the other generals who knew Zichen believed this.

"My lord, this matter is full of suspicions and needs to be thoroughly investigated!" said one of the generals.

"Zi Chen has killed countless enemies in the past seven years. As for saying that he killed Paoze, I don't believe it at all!" another general spoke.

Immediately after, many other generals spoke.

"What, you mean, I'm slandering him? I've been loyal to the Hai family of the Tang Kingdom for generations, and I'm slandering a little soldier who doesn't have the slightest rank?" the young general said coldly.

"My lord, that's not what we meant. At the beginning, Zichen was recruited by me, and when I appointed him as a centurion, he was unwilling, he just wanted to be a pawn. If he is a spy, in the past seven years, with his military exploits, I am afraid that it is enough to sit in the position of the main general. But he didn't, he had been killing the enemy on the front line, not even a centurion!" Chen Liuliu said, and the other generals nodded.

"Commander Chen Liu doesn't know, this is the genius of that Zi Chen, he is the lowest-level soldier, but in fact, he is hiding people's eyes and ears so as to kill our soldiers. Otherwise, if you think about it, why doesn't he even want to be a centurion for seven years, is there really someone in the world who doesn't like to be a general?"

Said a general who followed the Lord's arrival.

"If he is really a spy, it would be better for him to be the commander directly, and he could let a whole army die! When the time comes, he just needs to find an excuse and say that he has suffered a defeat!" Chen Liu said angrily.

This kind of thing, in the past seven years, has happened to many gold-plated second generations of officials.

"Yes, I don't believe that Zi Chen is a spy, if he is a spy, then is there still a loyal person in the Tang Kingdom?" another general said indifferently.

After getting the evidence, the Hai family master will invite them over to see their attitude, and now that the attitude has been revealed, they signal everyone to leave.

"My lord, it's not good for us, it seems that Zi Chen's prestige in the army is quite high?" everyone left, and a young general said.

"The evidence is ironclad, we just need to act according to the law. The main general snorted and said disdainfully: "He is just a small soldier with the prestige of a fart! As long as he kills people with military orders, who in the army dares to rebel!"

"Tomorrow, these guys will be handed over to you, don't let them get in the way!"

"Yes! Subordinates know what to do!"

The following day, the most vehemently reacted generals were removed from their posts for dereliction of duty.

These generals were not satisfied and wanted to appeal to the commander, but unfortunately, the commander was not in the army.