Chapter 43

In the 42nd year of Wude, the twelfth day of the first month.

Seeing that it was Lantern Festival in a few days, the soldiers of the city defense battalion entered Qingqiu Mountain and came to the foot of Qinggeng Peak. They were busy for half a day and erected a temporary military camp.

Except for the first team of the city defense battalion who stayed in the fortress with the new battalion, the remaining four teams came, plus the personal guards who followed Qian Yuan, which happened to be a battalion.

In the big tent, Xu Chu, Zhou Qing, and four hundred generals from the city defense battalion lined up on the left and right.

Qian Yuan sat at the top, looking at the soldiers sitting upright below and the Xuanjia personal guards on duty, he finally had a feeling of raising his account and discussing matters.

A little excited, the blood heats up unconsciously.

"General Zhou, tell me about your battle plan." Qian Yuan kept his voice as calm as possible.

"promise!"

Zhou Qingshua got up and spread out a map on the wooden table in the middle. It was the defense map of Qinggeng Peak. In addition to the stockade built on the mountainside, there were nine checkpoints below with different distances, all marked in red.

"Qingfengzhai is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The only way is to attack by force, remove the nine checkpoints one by one, and then enter the mountain village to fight the enemy. The city defense battalion will attack alternately in teams, and each team is responsible for removing two checkpoints. Finally A hurdle, depending on the situation."

"Why is there no mission for the personal guards?" Xu Chu was a little dissatisfied, his copper bell-like eyes widened, as if Zhou Qing was about to lose his temper on the spot if he didn't give him a satisfactory answer.

Zhou Qing smiled wryly and said: "The personal guards are the gods of Dinghai, and they need to recharge their batteries in the early stage. When it comes to the decisive battle, the personal guards are still needed to be the vanguard."

"It's not too bad." Xu Chu nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing Qian Yuan, he said: "Then it's settled, let's move!"

"As ordered!"

The six generals swiped, saluted together, and left the camp.

As soon as the military order was issued, the troops moved immediately. The second team of the city defense battalion, led by a hundred generals, marched along the rugged mountain road with fine iron shields on their hands.

Qian Yuan found a high ground and took out a military telescope from the storage ring.

Not expensive, only 100 killing points.

Qian Yuan had excellent eyesight. After the telescope was magnified ten times, he could easily see the checkpoints in the distance. Although he couldn't see the faces clearly, he could still catch the figures.

The first checkpoint was built in a wide area, and it was entirely made of stones, and a part of it even extended into the mountainside, leaving only a small door to pass through.

Above the checkpoint, there are bandits holding bows and arrows, patrolling back and forth, and there are warning beacons beside them.

"..."

Qian Yuan was a little speechless, did the owner of Qingfeng Village suffer from persecution paranoia?

A cottage, as for?
It looks like a military fortress.

I also want to know how much work was spent and how many people died in order to build such a checkpoint. Just transporting these stones up is enough.

In addition to the checkpoints, the soldiers of the city defense battalion also had a panoramic view.

Even if there are only 100 people on the narrow mountain road, a long team gradually drags out, moving forward in units of Shi, and every time they reach a slightly wider place, one to three soldiers will stay behind to support them.

When Qian Yuan saw it, he nodded unconsciously.

As expected of an army that has been fighting on the front line all year round, it has rich experience in leading hundreds of generals.

Even so, Qian Yuan's heart is still hanging.

Sure enough, before the soldiers in the front got close to the checkpoint, a wave of arrows flew down the sky.

Bandits have a very keen sense of smell.

During this period of time, the soldiers of the city defense battalion wandered around from time to time, which aroused the vigilance of the bandits. Today, the city defense battalion just entered Qingqiu Mountain, and they were informed by the enemy.

It is estimated that Qingfeng Village is already on high alert at this time.

Warriors use strong bows and hard bows, and the arrows are also iron arrows. The lethality is amazing. If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will knock people and shields into the air.

The strong Wu Zong can even attach vitality to the arrow, and can shoot the enemy's head directly.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the city defense battalion were not good at it, and the shield-wielding fighters were especially good at strength. They braved the rain of arrows and marched forward firmly while carrying the refined iron shield.

Rumble!
The bandit failed in one plan, so he came up with another one.

I saw huge boulders pushed down from the checkpoints. The mountain road is narrow, and the boulders rolled down. The soldiers of the city defense battalion had no choice but to avoid them. If one was not good, they would fall down the mountain.

The situation is critical.

snort!
The hundred generals of the second team walked to the front, stood on both feet, took a steady horse step, dropped the sword, took a deep breath, turned their hands into palms, and pushed forward flatly to resist the rolling boulder.

piece,
Two pieces,

three...

The boulders at the checkpoint kept falling, and they were forced to be held at the intersection by a hundred generals, unable to move.

Qianyuan's gaze is sharp, and on the high-magic plane, even in a cold-weapon battle, he can display a different aura, but it is not comparable to that on Earth.

He even noticed that the hundred general's feet were slowly sinking into the ground, which shows that this is a brilliant skill, converting the horizontal force of the boulder into a vertical force, and removing it lightly.

What's worse is yet to come.

As the stones continued to roll down, and some rolled down the stone road, the hundred generals were not afraid at all, and supported the pile of stones in front of them with one hand, and pressed the other hand, and the stones were like plastic. He did the same thing, stuck to the hand of the general, and was lightly thrown down the mountain by him.

After 10 minutes, all the stones were unloaded by the generals to the side hills.

No one was injured.

"kill!"

Infected by this, the soldiers of the second team were so excited that they stopped raising their shields. They raised their knives and swords, jumped over the hundred generals whose feet had completely sunk into the ground, and rushed towards the sentry post with awe-inspiring momentum.

Bang!

The sentry wooden door was directly reduced to debris under the heavy blow of a senior.

The soldiers roared, rushed into the sentry post, and started close combat with the bandits stationed at the sentry post. They screamed again and again, the wind roared, and blood flowed.

This is,

The collision of force and force,

The duel of passion and passion,

A contest of skill and skill.

What Qian Yuan saw was that his blood was boiling, and he wished he could go to battle in person.

Less than half an hour later, as the bandit flag on the checkpoint was cut down, the first checkpoint was successfully taken down. Because of the sudden incident, none of the bandits in the checkpoint survived and were all killed.

Zhou Qing issued a series of orders.

The soldiers of the second team went down the mountain and returned to the temporary camp to rest.

The soldiers of the third team immediately rushed towards the second checkpoint, not giving the enemy a chance to breathe.The soldiers of the fourth team are stationed at the first checkpoint, ready to support the third team at any time.

When Qian Yuan saw it, he nodded unconsciously.

Although the battle just now was full of enthusiasm, it was not without worries. At least, according to Qian Yuan's observation, the veterans were obviously more determined when they charged.

Those recruits, either with blood rushing, didn't know how to dodge the arrows, rushed forward recklessly; or they were scared at the critical moment, and they charged timidly until they were passed by the veterans.

After the first battle, the second team killed four people and injured more than ten people.

This is the first checkpoint.

It can be seen that it is very necessary to pull out the city defense battalion to practice, and actual combat is the best way to temper the army.

As the evening approached, the first day's battle came to an end. Under the attack of the city defense battalion soldiers who feared death, the first eight checkpoints were removed one by one.

Some teams played very well and won the checkpoint without much effort.

Some teams were even worse. For example, the fifth team lost twelve fighters in the first match, and was almost disabled.

After the second attack, they had to draw reinforcements from other teams.

Qian Yuan stayed on the high ground throughout the day, observing the frontline operations, and did not dictate to Zhou Qing's command. He only went to the barracks to visit the wounded after the war was over.

The barracks, which were originally empty, were now filled with wounded soldiers.

On Earth, the place Qian Yuan dislikes the most is the hospital.

Apart from the ubiquitous smell of the potion, what made Qian Yuan unbearable was the expression on the patient's face, numbness, sadness, emaciation, pain...

Gray and gloomy.

All kinds of emotions are intertwined, as if suddenly entering a miserable world from a cheerful and bright world, seeing the suffering and sorrow in the world.

It made him very uncomfortable.

But if compared with the scene in front of you, it seems nothing.

The temporary tents were full of wounded soldiers sitting, leaning against, or lying down. The armor was soaked in blood, and the blood on the weapons had not had time to wipe off and solidified into lumps.

Even the ground was stained with blood.

Different from the hospital, there was no moaning of pain in the tent, at most they were expressionless, enduring the severe pain, and some wounded could even talk and laugh happily, which was very related to Yun Chang's demeanor of scraping bones to heal wounds.

According to the system, the battalion-level establishment is equipped with military doctors.

Perhaps because of the prosperity of martial arts, Yu Yutian's surgical skills are fairly developed, and medicines such as gold sore medicine, Zhixue powder, and Mabo powder are always available, and the effect is quick and immediate.

Military doctors can even do most of the surgical operations, such as removing arrowheads embedded in the flesh, or cleaning and suturing wounds, which opened Qianyuan's horizons.

Sure enough, where there is demand, there is progress.

A warrior, especially one who has reached the realm of a martial artist, in addition to being physically strong, has also greatly enhanced his recovery ability. As long as it is not a fatal injury, he can recover as before.

Internal injuries are more troublesome than external injuries.

In addition to dispensing some traditional Chinese medicine or pills, the military doctors can basically rely on the soldiers to heal their injuries.

After turning around again, Qian Yuan returned to his tent.

(End of this chapter)

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