A quarter of an hour ago.

The soldiers in the battalion, dressed in armor, began to make a fire by the light of the torches.

The stables can't be attacked for a long time, but people are iron and food is steel, so you can't stand far away and kill them with blazing eyes.

The smell of the broth gradually spreads as the horse meat gurgles in the pot and a few handfuls of wild vegetables picked in the mountains are sprinkled.

It's just that thinking that these horse meat were still the war horses they rode and fought on, they couldn't help but feel a little sad in their hearts, and some soldiers ate and ate, and their eyes turned red, and the fragrant taste in their mouths gradually became strange.

A team of about two hundred people came all the way, and one of the hundred generals standing in front of him had a smile on his face, and behind him there were wooden carts laden with wine and horse meat.

After approaching, the hundred generals shouted to the resting soldiers: "Brothers, General Zhang has instructed that everyone has worked hard today, let me bring some wine and horse meat, and reward you well!"

Almost as soon as the words fell, everyone pricked up their ears.

In the barracks, the word reward has always been very appealing, because it means that they will be given something beyond what is provided, including food and drink...... Perhaps these things may sound ordinary to the dignitaries, but in the barracks, when most of the time the soldiers can only eat salty sauce, dry and hard cakes, fried rice, these additional "gifts" are precious.

Although the battalion has begun to kill horses, and there is horse meat to eat all day long, in order to make everyone last longer, the quartermaster can only make people eat half full of horse meat every day, and this matter has always caused people to complain in the army.

So once they heard about the reward, most of them approached excitedly, looking at the wine and horse meat on the cart one by one.

Alcohol has always been forbidden in the army, but the resentment of being besieged in Pinggu for so many days has already overwhelmed everything, even if the wine on these cars is the only thing left in the army, but the reinforcements can't wait, what's the point of seeing these things put away?

"Don't rob, have it, don't rob. The hundred generals took a bag of wine and a large piece of horse meat from the car, handed them to a hundred generals under Lin Xin's account, and said with a smile: "Brother, are you tired today?"

"Isn't it?" the man complained, "we can't get in, and General Lin won't let us retreat." ”

"It's fine. General Zhang has also come over now, and he has ordered me to bring wine, horses, and meat, and the brothers have worked hard, so they simply have an open meal. "The hundred generals put their arms around the man's shoulders," General Zhang said, though...... Brothers, don't argue with the first few generals inside, for a while, go to the east to make trouble, and then whoever wants to sing a song at the top of your voice will be up to you. ”

The man laughed and said to one of his subordinates, who was drinking heavily: "Look at the drink, don't get drunk for Lao Tzu! Go, take the brothers to the east, talk to the general, beware of Lao Tzu kicking you to death." ”

Then, he looked around again and said, "Take your things, and everyone will go to Dongying to stay." ”

"Yes......" There was a sparse response from the crowd, and most of them were already immersed in the joy of having wine and meat to eat, giggling and laughing fast.

As the horse meat and wine in the cart were snatched away, the soldiers walked towards Dongying, which was the farthest away from the Chinese military camp.

The hundred generals Zhang Luo brought the people to clean up the cart and mess up, and in the straw on the cart, there was a slight sound of gold and iron colliding.

"It's noisy outside. In the tent, Lin Xin frowned and said.

Hearing this, Qin Ke's heart suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously took half a step forward, but stopped fiercely, pretending that nothing had happened.

However, Zhang Jiuxin was still calm and calm, with a lazy smile on his face: "It's nothing, I arranged for someone to bring some wine and meat over, I heard that there are not many people on your side, and there is little horse meat, and the brothers always have to eat and drink enough to have the strength to fight, this is also considered a ...... I'm sorry for being late. ”

"I see. Lin Xin stroked his palms and laughed, "Brother Zhang is very caring, but I forgot about our table, we have been waiting for Brother Zhang to come over, but we haven't eaten yet." ”

Of course, everyone in the camp also smiled and agreed, and said yes one after another.

Zhang Jiuxin nodded, and smiled decently: "Everyone, wait a while, the horse meat is all raw, and the people I ordered should have already made it at this time, and when the meat is cooked and the wine is warm, it will naturally be served immediately." Before you know it, it's winter, and it's just the right time to warm up with some wine. ”

At this time, Mr. Zhu frowned and said in a low voice: "This ...... Now that Guo Kai's head has not been removed, he wantonly indulges his subordinates in the army to drink, if Guo Kai takes advantage of this time to ......"

"Mr. Zhu doesn't have to worry. Zhang Jiuxin waved his hand and said: "Guo Kai's subordinates are only 2,000 people, and after General Lin and I joined forces, there are more than 8,000 people, what else can Guo Kai do except for being a turtle in the stable?"

"General Zhang is right, Guo Kai's old horseman, he will only defend the city all his life, the brothers are tired for a day today, rest for a night, recuperate, and tomorrow will be able to succeed in a battle!" Hu Tian sat on Lin Xin's left side, a pair of eyes constantly wandering between Zhang and Lin.

Lin Xin also looked at Zhang Jiuxin a lot at this time, and he was an old brother when he opened and closed his mouth, which made Qin Ke want to laugh a little on the side.

He lowered his head and said in a voice that only he could hear, "A quarter of an hour to go......"

A quarter of an hour may seem like a short time, but for some people it can be a matter of life and death.

In the barracks, the light of the campfire and the starlight washed away the sharp edge of the long knife, and in the silence, the throats of the two guards burst with blood almost at the same time.

In intense pain, they opened their mouths to speak, but they could not speak.

Because their throats were bleeding, and after the trachea ruptured, countless blood was pouring in.

On their mouths, there was a leather-gloved hand, and as the hand continued to exert force, their bodies were involuntarily dragged backwards, leaving two marks on the ground that looked very chaotic because of the struggle.

"One, two, three, you from east to north, four, five, six, you ...... from south to east" The voice of the hundred generals was low and sharp, as if a knife was slowly revealing its edge in its sheath, but it was not completely spit out.

Everyone knows that if this knife really wants to be unsheathed, it will inevitably be stained with the blood of many people.

Most of the troops in the barracks had been transferred, but there was one unit that he could never transfer.

Lin Xin's personal guard battalion.

This army has been fighting in the south and north for many years, and it is impossible for him to leave his side unless the whole army is annihilated, and it can be called his die-hard faction.

If you want to kill Lin Xin, as long as Zhang Jiuxin shouts, the pro-guard battalion will naturally crowd in front of the big tent, and it is almost impossible to do it quietly.

Zhang Jiuxin used himself as a "hostage" to deal with several generals in the big tent, in order to make time for them to pull out this thorn.

In the countless deep darkness, silver sword light continued to shine, and corpses were dragged into the darkness one by one as if eroded by ghosts, disappearing without a trace.

A dark cloud rises, obscuring the stars silently, as if a heavy rain is brewing, ready to pour down at any moment.

Facts have proved that a quarter of an hour is indeed too tight, and even if this two-hundred-man team tries its best, it still has to waste a lot of effort to deal with General Lin's personal guard battalion.

Even, if it weren't for them taking the lead in the raid, I'm afraid they would have to pay a lot of price.

"Twenty wounded, what about the dead?" the hundred generals listened to the report of their subordinates and frowned slightly, "There was no big movement, right?"

"Six brothers died, but there was not much movement. The subordinate whispered softly and said a little about what had happened, "I didn't expect that there was a cultivator in the guard camp in advance, although the realm was not high, but it still took some effort to solve him, but fortunately, someone on our side shot someone in the thigh with an arrow, so he didn't let him escape." ”

The hundred generals nodded, and were a little dissatisfied with the light enemies of their subordinates: "Since it is General Lin's personal guard battalion, how can there not be a few masters in charge?" It seems that I usually indulge you too much, so that you can't figure out the height of the sky!"

When the subordinate was reprimanded, he did not feel annoyed, but was a little ashamed: "Yes, the general has taught him a lesson, and the brothers will be more careful." ”

The hundred generals sighed and said, "That's it, fortunately, there are some brothers who have good archery skills, and it is just right to deal with those cultivators." ”

On the battlefield, cultivators have always been the object of headaches for both sides of the battle.

Basically, there are two ways to deal with cultivators in the army, one is to directly use people to pile them up, constantly oppressing the space of cultivators, so that he has no time to breathe.

You must know that no matter how powerful a cultivator is, he can't be tireless forever, and when the sword light and sword shadow come all over the world, he will be injured and die sooner or later.

The second type is suitable for the battle of a small group of elite troops, the soldiers in the front row first restrict the movement of the cultivators, and then use the accurate archers to sneak attack when people are negligent, no matter where they can be injured, it is considered to weaken their strength, and so on several times, and finally rush up to destroy them.

Of course, these two methods are generally limited to relatively ordinary cultivators, and if this cultivator has already entered the realm of the Grandmaster, even if he wants to stop him, it will be difficult to stop him, and he will have to use an iron cavalry to charge or fire ten thousand arrows.

However, in this world, aside from the grandmaster masters, among an army of thousands of people, there are few small grandmasters in the realm.

For those who can cultivate to such a level, it is very easy to be the guests of those scholars, so why deign to fight with their lives in the army?

The subordinate looked into the distance and said with some hesitation: "But general, there is only a quarter of an hour, and we are afraid that we will not have time to ......"

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