Chapter 150: I Am "Ding Jiacai"

"Ding Jiacai, work harder. Push over this slope and you're there."

"Haole!" Meng Xiaoshan pushed the grain cart, looked at the high slope in front of him and the fellow who was pulling the reins in front of him, several people around him were all sweaty, and their strength seemed to be gathered together, "One, two, three, go 、、、、、、."

The combination of such a few people pushing a grain cart is no less than 100 cars. It's a long line of military rations. And Xiaoshan and they knew that after sending food to the barracks, they were about to officially enlist in the army, and it was the battlefield that greeted them in the future.

The other side of the high slope is indeed the military camp, which is the battlefield of the frontier and the place where the soldiers of the Chu State are heavy. The surrounding area is very empty, giving the impression of a grassland, and even the occasional trees have been cut down to the stumps. There is a river tens of meters wide on the back, and the calm surface of the river hides the choppy currents.

Meng Xiaoshan was not in the mood to look at the surrounding scenery, and his shoes had already worn out after a few days of hiking. In fact, with his ability, he can run away, but in this way, Ding Youcai's family will inevitably suffer. Originally, the disputes in this world were more or less attached to him, and since they originated from him, he should naturally have the courage to bear them.

The old lady of the Ding family was very grateful to Dade for him to take on the military service for her Ding family, and her head was broken. Xiaoshan was in pain at that time, there was more than one case like the Ding family, it was thousands. He can replace the Ding family alone, but he can't replace thousands of people.

He said in his heart: How many people have returned to the battlefield in ancient times? Those who have gone to the battlefield can go back alive and completely, and how many of them can go back alive? Those immortals are only for the inner Dao, just for the cause and effect of the past, but who will experience thousands of mortals, maybe for them, there are as many mortals as numbers. It seems that the establishment of the War of the Gods is right, and they must be given a binding or a law in the future, that's all.

The centurion was anxious, and when he saw the soldiers who had just been replenished, he couldn't wait to gather and lecture: "Listen, my name is Meng Lu, and I am your centurion, that is, the direct commander of your hundreds, and my words will be orders from now on. The soldiers around them all shuddered, and the sounds that had been exchanged between each other completely disappeared.

When the head stick was drunk, Centurion Meng Lu saw that his morale didn't seem to be very high, so he encouraged: "When you go to the battlefield, you must fight bravely to kill the enemy, either you die or I die, if you want to live well, you must kill the other party." Remember, you are the sons of the Chu State, and you are going to fight the glory of the Chu State."

"Chu State", "Chu State", "Chu State" I don't know who was the first to shout, but the voice of "Chu State" was rendered to the entire martial arts arena.

Meng Xiaoshan, who is known as Ding Jiacai, was fortunate to be selected as the tenth captain of a team of ten because of his military strength. A team of ten people, after going up to the battlefield, is a small unit, some people are responsible for defending and collecting military merits "left ear", some people are responsible for the main attack and killing the enemy, and regularly repeat the alternation. In the future, the statistics of military merits after the war will be determined by the commander of the ten masters, and it is impossible to say that there will be an equal share, or there will be relatives who are distant and close.

Since coming here, Xiaoshan has experienced more than a dozen battles on the battlefield, large and small, and the number of the team has also changed a few. The thought of a fierce battle tomorrow made him feel bored in his heart. War brings not only physical destruction, but also mental trampling. He, a hidden immortal, could no longer bear this kind of physical and mental torment, let alone those mortals. There is a poem as proof:

The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of geese in the autumn was heard. The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

There are brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death. The length of the letter is not reached, and the army has not ceased to be suspended.

The darkness of the night conveyed the breath of death, the piercing crows chirped incoherently, and even the wild cat flew about, as if to avoid this terrible place of death.

Meng Xiaoshan woke up suddenly, the incongruity of the voices around him made him creepy, and after a little sense, he found that the military camp had been quietly touched by the enemy. He could even feel the chill of the icy butcher's knife and the bloody sound of "poof" smearing into the necks of the patrol soldiers. He couldn't use the power of Xiuzhen to interfere with this sneak attack that had already been set in stone, he could only quietly wake up his teammates around him and hold the weapon in hand. "Later, everyone be careful not to fight. There won't be too many soldiers coming to sneak attack, we can break out" The ten of them calmly listened to Xiaoshan's words, and they all whispered to understand. It is said that there are not too many soldiers who come to sneak attack, and it only encourages the soldiers and makes them a little confident, and the number of Dachang soldiers who came to sneak attack is comparable to the number of Chu soldiers in the camp here. It's just that on the one hand, it has been planned for a long time, and on the other hand, it is defenseless.

Meng Xiaoshan held his breath, he could hear the heartbeat of everyone in his ears, and with the release of his divine sense, he found that a small group of enemies were about to enter the military tent where they were, and he whispered: "Prepare." The short knives in the hands of several people seemed to show a chill, as if they were poisonous snakes ready to fight back violently.

Soon, like a blind man, this group of people touched into the tent, and seemed to think that it was a sleeping soldier, who was about to raise his knife to slash and kill, when he suddenly heard a "move", and he was so frightened that he panicked for a while.

After Xiaoshan and his gang unexpectedly dealt a counterattack blow to this group, they immediately broke through to the east. Under his leadership, he was always able to skillfully avoid most of the enemies, and broke through with the fewest encounters.

"Captain Ding, where should we go?" After breaking through, they all asked Xiang Xiaoshan.

Meng Xiaoshan looked around and found that there were more than a dozen people around him. It turned out that in the process of breaking through, there were soldiers who followed halfway, but there were also three brothers in his team. He didn't have time to sigh, and pointed to the Gao Ding in the dense forest in front of him, "Occupy that high ground, do repairs first, see the situation of tomorrow's camp, and then decide the final place to stay." He thought to himself that if the situation was too bad tomorrow, he would have to lead everyone to retreat from the front and the back.

The momentum of the military headquarters at the front of the Chu State was once low, and the successive victories that had been coming had already made them think that Dachang's army was vulnerable, and this time the right flank of the three-way army was severely damaged by Dachang, which made them suddenly realize an unprecedented sense of pressure. If the three-way army folds all the way, then the generalissimo's middle route army will lose the echo of the right and will inevitably face the Dachang army alone. In the tent, an armored general in his thirties frowned, looking at the intelligence of the Right Route Army. The deputy commander in charge of the right flank had been surrounded by the Dachang soldiers, and finally he was hacked to death with a knife and beheaded. The rest of the soldiers died and fled, and they were completely gone.

The next day, the dew soaked their clothes, and their bodies felt a little cold, and some soldiers gathered together to make a fire to keep warm, but they were severely scolded by Xiaoshan. The cold makes most people shiver, and the sneezing caused by the cold comes and goes. The spies, who had been sent to listen to the news, returned, and came the very unfortunate news that the deputy marshal had been killed by the enemy, and that the right army had been defeated. Meng Xiaoshan sighed, and had no choice but to decide to lead people to retreat to the rear and go to the middle road military camp.

The Middle Route Army was more than ten miles east of the Right Route Army, and it took about half a day to walk, and it should be able to be seen from afar. However, there should have been a lot of tents, but now there are only remnants of the pits. Xiaoshan understood that this was the retreat of the army, and it seemed that he wanted to temporarily avoid the edge of the Dachang army. It seems that this place can't stay anymore.

The sound of "Wow、、、Wow、、、Wow、、、" came from afar, and it was the sound of Dachang soldiers chasing. They soon saw a large group of Chu soldiers who had lost their courage fleeing to this side in a hurry, and it seemed that they were also looking for the Chinese army, but they were unfortunately pursued and killed by the Chang army.

"Captain, let's hurry up and escape, the Chang army is coming," one soldier panicked, and the others' faces also changed drastically.

"Don't panic, let's see" Xiaoshan had already released his divine sense, and found that more than 100 people from Chu Bing were actually being chased and killed by fifty Chang soldiers, which was obviously a bold killing.

After a while, the Chang soldiers showed their full picture, and Xiaoshan and his gang saw clearly that there were more than 50 people who dared to hunt down and kill more than 100 people, and they were also ashamed of the Chu soldiers who were 100 people.

Meng Xiaoshan shouted at the 100-100 people who fled here, "We are soldiers of the Chinese army, don't you stop quickly and fight back with me."

This shout immediately regained the courage and confidence of these Chu soldiers, "Finally found the middle route army", "Everyone quickly counterattack", "The middle route army is behind" One by one they all stopped, turned to the rear, and saw only about 50 Chang soldiers, all of them were ashamed of themselves, and then inspired incomparable anger and ferocity, like hungry wolves, they pounced on the Chang soldiers, wanting to wash away the shame of the soldiers.

The Chang soldiers, who were originally excited to chase and kill, saw that they were originally fleeing sheep, and suddenly became a fierce hungry wolf, and they did not adjust for a while, so they hurriedly fought with the Chu soldiers. When it can be described as:

The sharp arrow pierced the bones, and the sand entered the face. The host and guest fight, the mountains and rivers are dizzy, the sound of the rivers is analyzed, and the thunder and lightning collapse. Corpses filled the shores of Palembang and filled the caves of the Great Wall with blood. There is no value and no cheapness, and they are both dry bones. What a battle, a battle of bones, and gravel. The birds are silent, the mountains are lonely, and the night is long and windy. The soul is knotted and the sky is heavy, and the ghosts and gods gather to gather the clouds.