An hour later, more than a dozen heads were hung on the flagpole of the army's tent, and an atmosphere called slaughter unconsciously spread throughout the army.
Perhaps, this bloody head is the watershed for the officers and soldiers of the Tianzi Battalion to enter the state of war, no matter how excited these officers and soldiers were before, and how the officers who led the troops admonished, in their hearts, they are afraid that they have not yet paid attention to this matter to the extent that it is related to their own life and death, but looking at the flagpole is still dripping blood, they will suddenly realize that in fact, the words of "risking their lives to have a future" in their mouths are just to cheer themselves up, and it is really time to risk their lives.
I may not be able to open up yet.
And this time it is an expedition to quell the rebellion, and it is a bloody battle to face, even if it is a god, there is no guarantee that all of them will return to the capital unscathed after a great victory, and return to the camp they are familiar with.
Some people are still as usual, but some people have become silent for a while, the story of Journey to the West told by Lin Jiao, which has been circulating in the barracks, has gradually been talked about less frequently among the officers and soldiers, marching, camping, and maintaining weapons, the same thing is repeated every day, but every day, such things are being done better and better by the officers and soldiers, the better and more cautious, the more you go inside, the more so.
The flagpole of the large battalion is always hung with some heads every day, sometimes it is a scattered deserter, sometimes it is a bandit who is in rebellion, and sometimes it is a small group of people who cannot distinguish whether it is a common man or a rebel, as long as there are people with weapons and fighting against officers and soldiers, the Tianzi battalion will regard them as enemies.
And the large number of rebels has not appeared, although the news obtained from the death of the heads of those flagpoles is now less than a hundred miles away from Guizhou, which is already the range of the rebels' roar, and this small officer and soldier, all the way to Guizhou City unswervingly marched, no matter how sluggish the rebels were, they would also find them.
Several girls have been following Lin Wushuang on the march, and the murderous atmosphere of the army has also infected them, in addition to everyone beside them, there is a sharp little dagger, Wu Shengyi even carried Lin Wushuang on his back, and quietly gave a few girls, one poison pill per person, although it was not explained what the purpose of this poison pill was, but even if it was as dull as Xiuxiu, when he heard the effect of this poison pill that Wu Shengyi tirelessly introduced to them, he also understood what these poison pills were for.
"In case, in case you get separated from your teacher and fall into the rebellion, and the teacher and our people have no way to save us, in case those rebels want to do those beastly things to you, and you can't resist it, don't hesitate to eat this poison pill immediately" After Wu Shengyi left, Xiaohong solemnly explained to her little sisters, and the girls all nodded with white faces.
"You have to believe the teacher, even if we die, the teacher can get our souls back from the underworld, do you want a clean soul, or a tainted soul" Xiaohong This is a bit of a myth Lin Wushuang, but, the other girls, all nodded without hesitation, once they think about this clearly, their fear is finally a little smaller, yes, the teacher is such a powerful person, the stone monkey can go to the underworld, the teacher can find his soul in the underworld, it must not be difficult.
Journey to the West has the greatest impact on these girls, and the other listeners who play soy sauce, when they hear Journey to the West, they are nothing more than listening to the excitement, being surprised, and listening to the heart, but no matter how many times Lin Wushuang talks about it, after they listen to it, they all want to discuss, summarize and summarize, and write their feelings after reading, this is simply the form of a study group in later generations, how can they not experience more from others.
And the more they experience, the more profound their experience, although Journey to the West holds the name of Tang Tianzi, but, in their hearts, they have long regarded the background of that story as the Changnan country where the teacher came from, and the teacher must have deliberately changed a familiar background in order to let them understand more deeply.
And Journey to the West's gods and Buddhas, Dragon Palace and Underworld, are in line with all the cognitions of their time, which is originally part of their worldview, even if they are demons and monsters, they are completely able to accept it, and later generations will read Journey to the West, when the gods and monsters are novels, but, in their opinion, it can be seen as a realistic novel.
And since their teacher can know these things, and they come from that god's place, they have also seen Lin Wushuang's god's place for themselves, and they have complete trust in Lin Wushuang's ability.
Therefore, these disciples of Lin Wushuang are Lin Wushuang's iron fans in this era, and the Zhu family brothers and sisters, Mingjiao Fang Li and others are more pure iron fans.
Of course, Lin Wushuang didn't know anything about these things, and if he knew, he would definitely rather ask Zhu Yonghong to send someone to send them back to a safe place, and would not let them have such extreme thoughts and actions.
In fact, Lin Wushuang now regrets taking these girls to danger with him.
Since the Tianzi Battalion entered Guizhou, there have finally been casualties, and there have been many casualties at one time.
When passing through a section of the canyon, although Zhu Yonghong had already pulled the team, the huge falling rocks pushed down by the rebels from the top of the mountain still made a soldier of a hundred households who were marching squarely, and the soldiers who were killed and injured by the falling rocks exceeded more than 20 people, and the 100 households were smashed into a ball of flesh on the spot.
Although the soldiers who followed quickly searched out the enemies hiding on the top of the mountain and made them into hornet's nests, the wounded were still screaming at the bottom of the canyon, and the dead would not come back to life after all.
After entering this attack, the speed of the Tianzi battalion began to slow down, Zhu Yonghong no longer mentioned anything about the rapid advance, she was confident that she was not afraid of the force of the rebels, but this kind of manpower irresistible killing, even she felt powerless.
Anyway, the destination is not far ahead, at this time, even if you stop and wait for the arrival of several other reinforcements, the Tianzi battalion is not a loss of points, and the fists clenched to beat people hurt, this truth, everyone understands, especially when he knows that the rebels under the city of Guizhou have exceeded them by more than twenty times, at this time, stationed in the front, no one will task their commander is afraid or weak.
But Zhu Yonghong didn't stop, even if she slowed down, she still had to move forward, even if she moved twenty miles a day, it was still moving forward.
The second attack soon came.
About forty or fifty miles away from Guizhou, there is a river about dozens of zhang wide, when the war did not start, there was a ferry on this river, but now a radius of 100 miles, there are almost no people to see, how can there be a ferry, the camp of the Son of Heaven stopped their footsteps by the river.
The river is not too deep, and the result of sending people to find out is that it is almost as deep as one person and less than two people, although it is a little risky to swim over like this, but it is not impossible, but when there is a group of enemy troops on the other side of the river, this may also become impossible, and the officers and men of the Tianzi battalion cannot risk being used as a target to go into the water.
The scout has been exploring the past along the lower reaches of the riverbank, and as a result, Zhu Yonghong has completely died of the possibility of crossing the river alone, this place, probably because of the proximity to the roadside, the river is still shallow, and the place of twenty miles downstream, it is basically impossible to find this place that is shallow and gentle, if you want to cross the river, you must take a boat, even if it is a temporary cutting down of trees to make a wooden row, in addition, you can only fly over with wings.
On the other side, there seemed to be more and more rebels, as if they were well aware of this, and they were so busy and dissatisfied with the assembly by the river, digging and building walls without hurry, and the tidal flat on the other side of the river became a larger and larger military camp.
"They are planning to block us here" Zhu Yonghong's face was expressionless, looking at the banner on the other side, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of ridicule, "I finally understood why these rebels let us go straight in and only sent a small group of rebels to harass us, they were all waiting for us here" Lin Wushuang stood behind her, she turned her head and confidently brushed a strand of hair that was a little messy by the river wind, "However, this makes me feel a lot more relieved, at least, I know that Guizhou City is still holding on and has not fallen into the hands of the rebels."
"There are a lot of people on the other side" Lin Wushuang erected the flags fluttering one after another on the newly formed fence, and he now figured out that a military camp and a banner represented a group of people.
"It's only been two hours, and there seem to be two more banners on the opposite side, and this man is almost over 10,000, doesn't it mean that there are 50,000 enemy troops under the city of Guizhou, where did they come from so many people?"
"There are not 10,000, at most about 6,000," an officer behind Zhu Yonghong said coldly, "It doesn't matter if it's just a group of local chickens and dogs, no matter how many there are, it's just our target waiting for our wooden platoon to be ready, and it's time to kill it."
This Qianhu surnamed Xu, it is said that he is the son of a certain grandfather, and he seems to be very valued by Zhu Yonghong, but Lin Wushuang doesn't like to listen to this, he glanced at the other party, saw that the other party looked like an iron-blooded soldier, and then looked at himself, wearing a military uniform, and he was also wearing a dragon robe unlike the prince, he felt a little surprised.
"That's 6,000 people, even if it's 6,000 pigs, then you have to kill them for a long time, not to mention that they still have legs, and between us and them, there is still a river across our firearms, but we can't hit that side on this bank."
"Oh, Lin Xundao has a strategy to break the enemy" Zhu Yonghong turned around and looked at Lin Wushuang meaningfully, "Mo Feilin, Instructor Lin can cross the river without a wooden raft" aa2705221 t1706231537: