Chapter 1218: Carrying on the Past and Opening up the Future (One Hundred and Eight) First Battle

Tens of thousands of soldiers stood solemnly. In front of them, this inconspicuous hillock with the snow removed, revealing the withered yellow grass below. If no one had pointed it out, who would have thought that the most elite soldiers of the Zhao Dynasty were buried underneath. the bones of thousands of armies. The sacrifice was coming to an end. Zhao Xilie, Li Mingjun and other former Zhao generals came over carrying a stone tablet. In front of the hill, a base had been erected, and several people installed the stone tablet on it. Cao Tianci on the side walked over holding a tray in both hands. Gao Yuan reached out to pick up the pen, dipped it in cinnabar, turned around and walked to the stone tablet.

"Heroes live forever!"

Four big characters jumped out on the stone tablet. Gao Yuan threw the pen on the ground, scanning the phalanxes extending into the distance one after another below, "Never forget the past, the teacher of future generations, 80,000 heroic souls, sleep here. Today, The enemy is here again, let us answer them with the swords and guns in our hands. Chang-pig-pig-island-novel ww.{zhu}{zhu}{}ping is the resting place of the heroes, and it can also be the burial place of the enemy. Bone place. What are you going to do?"

With a choking sound, Gao Yuan took out the saber from his waist and threw it heavily to the ground in front of him.

"Kill!" Zhao Xilie, Li Mingjun and other generals drew their swords and shouted.

"Kill!" Behind them, the phalanxes roared one after another in unison, and the roaring sounds of killing continued far away. Nothing could make people's blood boil more than this. In the midst of tens of thousands of unjust deaths, No one can remain calm in front of the corpse.

Feeling the heightened atmosphere, Gao Yuan nodded slightly and stepped aside. Zhao Xilie and other senior generals strode forward, holding a knife in his right hand and swiping the blade with his left hand. A few drops of blood fell and penetrated into the ground instantly.

The generals stepped aside, and the soldiers in the front phalanx moved forward row by row. Everyone drew their swords and dripped their own blood in front of this huge tomb.

One by one, they came forward. Rows of people left, and the blood in front of the hill quickly gathered in trickling streams. Cao Tianci's eyes were bright, and he looked up at Zhao Jun who had gone far ahead, and then looked at the row of people still in front of the tomb. The platoon of Zhao Jun, who had a serious expression and swore an oath with blood, had high morale. At this moment, even if the Han army stood in front of these people, they would not be able to get away with it! The king is wise. A simple thing made these Xi Zhao troops, whose combat effectiveness was not outstanding, step onto a big step in the blink of an eye.

The most important thing about combat effectiveness is not the equipment or the number of people, but the spirit! In the past, the Xizhao army was a soulless army. They served as soldiers more for food. The concept of protecting their homes and country may have long ceased to exist in their minds, but the blood of their comrades. Skeletons are the easiest to empathize with and arouse their anger.

And anger is power.

Jiang Fu is just an ordinary soldier among the Zhao army.

He became a soldier, just as Cao Tianci wanted. It was not for the purpose of defending the country, but just to avoid starving to death. After the Handan Incident, Jinyang County became the capital of Western Zhao. But the people of Jinyang County did not live better because of this, but their lives became even worse, because they not only had to bear all the taxes of the Xi Zhao government. We also have to deal with the various requirements of the Qin State, and all kinds of strange and exorbitant taxes may be imposed at any time.

Jiang Fu could only serve as a soldier. When he came to serve as a soldier, he could feed himself, and it also relieved a little burden on his family. Of course, although the military salary was small, it could also slightly supplement the family.

In the past two years, he had almost forgotten that he had an older brother, because his biggest thought was to fill his stomach. But today, standing in front of the hill, listening to the deafening shouts of killing, he finally remembered He had an older brother named Jiang Tao, who died in Changping, and his remains were in the cold earth in front of him.

He clenched the spear in his hand, feeling some pain in his palm. It was the wound from yesterday when blood dripped from his palm. He raised his head and saw the approaching Qin army in front of him. His eyes slowly turned red. The spear in his hand Hold tighter.

"Brother, I will avenge you today." He said to himself in his heart.

His eyes were fixed on Qin Jun's face that had become clear from blur in front of him, but his ears were perked up to listen to the orders that the commander behind him was about to give.

The drums sounded.

"Forward!" The officer roared hoarsely. In fact, almost everyone in the army was hoarse. This was what everyone roared at the festival yesterday.

"Kill!" The voice was not loud, but in Jiang Fu's ears, the hoarse roar carried stronger killing intent and hatred.

After yesterday's ceremony, he unexpectedly learned that there were actually seven people in his team who had the same experience as him, and all had relatives buried under that small earthen bag.

Think about it, at least half of General Zhao's troops came from Jinyang and Shanggu.

With sonorous footsteps, the team in front had walked about ten steps away, and their team followed. Jiang Fu stretched out his spear diagonally upwards, trying his best to keep the queue neatly with his companions.

The sound of war drums was still ringing behind him, but Jiang Fu could only hear the small drum beats of Crab on the far left of the team. He had to follow one drum beat and one step. He could not make a mistake. The drum beats and the steps did not stop. Crab was the captain of their team, and his son was buried in that huge tomb. Crab, who was over 40 years old this year, was the oldest and most domineering in their team. He usually bullied them and robbed them of their things because of his good physique. Jiang Fu usually hated him the most, but today, Jiang Fu did not have the slightest hatred. It was no wonder that Crab behaved erratically. His only son died, and his wife also died. He became a lonely man and joined the army. But in the past, his enemies were right in front of him, but he had no ability to take revenge. Sometimes he had to smile in front of them and let them bully him. It was inevitable that his personality was distorted.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fu turned his head to look at Crab. His expressionless face was shining today. His eyes were wide open. He carried an axe on his back. It was Jiang Fu's usual weapon. The axe weighed 20 kilograms. Only a person of Crab's physique could wield it.

The sky suddenly darkened. The whistling sound of the crickets instantly covered the sound of the drums. Jiang Fu looked up and saw that the whole sky was covered. Both sides began to shoot arrows at each other to suppress each other.

"Raise your guns, shake!" The commander's voice rang again.

The long spear was raised up, and Jiang Fu desperately raised the long spear in his hand, and the sound of clattering was endless. He knew that he must not be lazy at this time. If he was careless, he would be shot by arrows. They did not have the iron armor like the Qin army, but it was heard that the armor of the Han army was better than that of the Qin army. It was heard that a large number of military supplies were being transported here from the Han State. Maybe after this battle, he could wear a decent armor, and then the chance of survival would be much greater.

One by one, the feather arrows fell and landed beside Jiang Fu. There was a sound of falling to the ground beside him. Jiang Fu tilted his head slightly and saw that Xiao Wu, who had been walking beside him, had fallen down. A feather arrow that had been missed was stuck right on his head. Even the gods could not save him.

"Don't be distracted, move forward, move forward!" The roar of the crab came from his ears. Jiang Fu turned his head involuntarily to look at him. There was a feather arrow stuck on the back of the crab.

"Captain, you're shot!" He tried his best to move forward with the crab's drumbeat, but he shouted.

"You're shot by an arrow, I don't know whether I'm shot or not, go forward, go forward, approach them, kill them all." The crab roared.

The captain is really a good man, Jiang Fu said in his heart, but he ignored the location where the crab was shot and there was no blood. What he didn't know was that the axe carried by the crab saved his life. The arrow he missed just went through his axe handle. The arrow was stuck on the axe handle and didn't get into the flesh.

The team began to become sparse, and people fell from time to time. Jiang Fu felt his heartbeat faster and faster. There were only five people left in the team ahead of him.

"Team Two, come forward, make up!" The officer's roar came from behind, and the two teams merged in front. The rain of arrows in the air suddenly stopped. Jiang Fu looked up and finally saw the situation in front of him. They were only ten steps away from the Qin army at most. When he looked up, he saw that the Qin army was also replenishing its manpower from the rear team. It seemed that the opponent did not get much advantage in the previous shooting, even though their armor was better than theirs.

"Kill!" The officer's roar came from behind.

Crab roared, tore off the small drum hanging on his waist, pulled out the axe with his backhand, clenched his hands, and rushed forward, "Jiang Fu, follow me!" He roared.

"Captain, I'm coming." Jiang Fu did not follow him, but took a step forward and stood next to Crab.

The two infantry teams collided with each other, and the shouts of killing disappeared. There was only the sound of weapons clashing and the sound of swords and guns entering flesh.

Jiang Fu killed someone for the first time. His spear stabbed into the stomach of a Qin soldier, who was pulling out the spear from the stomach of a Zhao soldier. Jiang Fu rushed up and shot him. When he pulled out the spear, the opponent's blood spurted out along the spear shaft and rushed to his face. Jiang Fu was short, which gave him a lot of advantages in the melee. The crab beside him was too fierce and attracted the attention of most Qin soldiers.

The crab's axe has only one action, which is to chop. With one axe, it either cuts the head into two pieces or splits the opponent's shoulders and hips. Every time he kills, it is thrilling. The body is covered with bloody white things.

"Captain, you are injured." In the midst of his busy schedule, Jiang Fu saw a hole in the crab's leather armor, and blood was pouring out from there.

"Your mother's injury, I don't know whether I am injured or not!" Crab is as domineering and overbearing as ever. (To be continued...)