I am the only one in the world without Su [Quick Transmigration]

Su Zhuolo, dressed in white robe and silver armor, looked at the army in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"set off!"

Chen Jun rode a horse, and also mixed in with the army, and followed all the way south.

Along the way, he also had a deep insight into Su Zhuolo's ability to lead the army, which is hard to describe. If he had to say it, Chen Jun could only say that if he were the emperor, he would be willing to hand over the soldiers to him, but if he As a soldier, he would definitely not want a general like Su Zhuolo.

Su Zhuolo's requirements and standards are very high, and it doesn't matter if he has high requirements on himself, he must firmly let others feel the high depth of this standard.

Chen Jun was also one of the victims, and has not yet been liberated.

The only luck was probably because of Su Zhuolo's high requirements and high efficiency, they reached their destination as quickly as possible.

Su Zhuolo was looking at the map in the tent, studying terrain and tactics. Chen Jun glanced at it for a while, and it was all densely packed with small characters. From this point of view, Su Zhuolo, apart from some of his more fucked habits, was essentially true. He is a very reliable and responsible person.

Chen Jun smiled and poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

Su Zhuolo took it and took a sip.

"Tomorrow is the battle, the place is on this plain, this terrain..." He was thinking, tapping the wooden table with his fingertips.

"how?"

Before Su Zhuolo could speak, a notification sounded outside the door.

"Come in."

Chen Jun turned around and looked serious to study the marching map hanging on the wall.

He is Su Zhuolo's personal soldier now, although he is not worried about being recognized, it is better to restrain himself.

Su Zhuolo frowned, and pressed his hands on the table.

"You said, they attacked first, and they are only twenty miles away from our camp?"

"Back to Your Highness, yes."

"Immediately assemble the army and prepare for war!"

"Yes!"

Chen Jun walked up to him, frowned and said, "How could it be so fast?"

"King Li's army united with the Nanyi foreigners and captured seven cities. The Nanyi are barbarians. After entering the city, they burned, killed and looted without any scruples. We have been traveling for many days. They want to seize the opportunity and make a test It is not surprising, in fact, the same is true for our army, the two sides are testing each other's fiction and reality."

Seeing him put on his armor, Chen Jun grabbed his spear and spear, and said, "Are you going to fight too?"

Su Zhuolo nodded.

"I am the chief general."

"Then I'll be with you." Chen Jun opened the curtain and looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, feeling inexplicably proud in his heart.

The man made great achievements on the battlefield, since he competed with Su Zhuolo that day, he no longer has some resistance to fighting as before, but is eager to try.

Su Zhuolo threw him a pair of armor, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's up to you, but don't ask me to save you when the time comes, I don't have that much time to spare!"

Chen Jun snorted.

"I will return this sentence to you intact, Your Highness Su!"

Su Zhuolo's eyes turned sideways, and he glanced sideways. Chen Jun raised his chin slightly and looked straight at him.

There was a hint of a smile and a bit of a competitive heart in his eyes.

Su Zhuolo turned his head first, strode out of the tent, got on his horse, pointed a gun in his right hand, and wore a white cloak behind his back.

Seeing him going away, Chen Jun couldn't help laughing softly while propping his forehead.

The two armies faced each other, Su Zhuolo took the lead, and looked at the opposing soldiers and horses in the distance.

The yellow sand is rolling, here is a plain, neither army has much terrain to occupy, but in comparison, the enemy army has a larger number of 15 soldiers, while Su Zhuolo's soldiers are only [-].

Chen Jun took a look at the postures on both sides. His side seemed to be more energetic, and the army on the opposite side was clearly divided into two factions. Even a layman like him could tell that there were King Li's subordinates on that side, and the army on the other side. Nanyi.

In this way, even if there are many people, it will not be of much use if they are not in harmony.

He was slightly relieved.

Then I heard the sound of the horn for battle. Su Zhuolo is not a person who likes to talk nonsense. Since everyone is here and the posture is set up, let's just fight and compete.

In an instant, the sound of shouting and killing resounded through the sky.

Chen Jun pulled out the blade from an enemy soldier's chest, blood splashed all over his face, and he stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood mixed with dust on his face.

The continuous sound of horns, the sound of knives and guns piercing flesh, cries of pain, roars of venting, and even crying of fear.

But that sound is very short, and those who dare to lay down their weapons on the battlefield have only one way to die.

At first, Chen Jun couldn't bear to look at the broken limbs all over the place, and he tried his best not to step on them, but after fighting for a long time, he couldn't care about anything. There were enemies at the front and back, and some of them were even red-eyed. , leading to no distinction between the enemy and the enemy.

Chen Jun's heart gradually became cold and numb. Life under war is the most worthless, insignificant like gravel, humble like grass.

He heard the sound of the blade cutting on the armor and on the flesh countless times, the blood dazed his eyes and covered his heart.

Chen Jun didn't think about anything now, he just dodged, swung his knife, killed people, repeating again and again, repeating the cycle again and again.

——This is the battlefield!

He resolutely abandoned those complicated and useless moves in the fight. Only the most concise and direct slashing is also very labor-saving. Only by saving his energy to the greatest extent can he survive better.

Chen Jun doesn't have such experience, but it doesn't mean he can't see it. Men's talent in fighting and killing may be high or low, but the instinct of life to avoid crisis is unlimited.

He has a good memory and a high level of comprehension. Coupled with his already good strength, he has seen more and learned faster than anyone else.

Many unnecessary actions, after he understands them, he will immediately make changes, make constant adjustments, and continue to experiment. Su Zhuolo helped him cut off the shackles of his thoughts for a long time, and this battlefield allowed him to abandon all his weaknesses.

Life and death, it turned out to be that simple.

There was a faint commotion in the distance. The army led by Su Zhuolo was not all experienced veterans, but also recruited recruits. These people are the most prone to fear, facing life and death. Cruel, facing the bloody battlefield.

There will always be people who will be afraid and will run away.

Chen Jun watched from a distance, Su Zhuolo turned around on the horse and put on the bow, and shot an arrow from a distance.

The person he shot to death was not an enemy general, but a deserter in his own army. The arrows whizzing by pierced deeply into the soldier's heart.

Su Zhuolo put down his bow and shouted loudly: "Whoever runs away, die."

"—Whoever kills more than ten enemies will be rewarded with one gold, and those who have killed more than a hundred will be rewarded with ten gold."

The heavy rewards and heavy punishments made many soldiers red-eyed. They dared not retreat any longer and could only move forward.

Chen Jun swung his knife and pierced the throat of the enemy soldier who was sneaking up behind him. This was the last one. There was already a pile of corpses lying under his feet.

Chen Jun's knife was on the ground, and he looked at Su Zhuolo with a somewhat absent-minded gaze.

Blood covered his face, there was still an enemy's head on his spear and spear, his white armor and cloak had turned dark red, his body was covered in blood, but his eyes were always as sharp as knives.

Su Zhuolo was too familiar with the battlefield and was too used to killing. The thick blood and killing intent were not from his weapons, but from himself. It seemed that only conquest and death pleased him most.

Chen Jun saw him smiling, that kind of simple, pure, and proud smile.

It was a beauty bloomed with blood, cruel as a nightmare, but it was unforgettable for a long time.

The leader of Nanyi looked at Su Zhuolo expressionlessly.

He asked the general beside him softly: "Who is that man?"

"He is the commander of this army. I heard from those people that he is the prince of heaven and dynasty." The people the general was referring to were obviously Li Wang's subordinates.

"Oh?" Nanmu Qi, the supreme leader of Nanyi, looked at the man with great interest, "I never thought that they would have such a powerful prince. If so, I'm going to meet for a while!"

Chen Jun was not far from Su Zhuolo, so he followed him all the way into the enemy army. The two of them, one in front of the other, forcibly tore a line of blood in this chaotic battlefield.

Su Zhuolo flipped his wrist and used a carbine casually, overturning seven or eight soldiers beside him. Chen Jun immediately stepped forward to make up the knife, and wiped the necks of those who were not dead. The two cooperated tacitly, and the resulting effect was also quite a lot.

The enemy soldiers couldn't help but retreat one by one.

Su Zhuolo didn't chase after him any more, he pointed the spear obliquely at the ground in his hand, the blood from the tip of the spear splashed on the ground drop by drop, accompanied by his short panting.

Chen Jun was alright, his stamina was stronger than Su Zhuolo's, and he was making up his swords later on, so his physical strength was not very exhausted.

But at this moment, they have penetrated deep into the enemy's hinterland and are vaguely out of touch with their own army. This is not a good situation.

Suddenly, the enemy soldiers separated, and a group of cavalry wearing the uniforms of Nanyi generals appeared. The one in the middle was wearing heavy armor, with a high nose, deep eyebrows, stubble, and an unspeakable look. Heroic and domineering.

He looked Su Zhuolo up and down a few times, and then said with great interest.

"You are Yao Wang Su Zhuolo?"

Before Su Zhuolo said anything, he said again.

"Your Highness is quite beautiful! She is even more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in Nanyi!"

"Ha!" Chen Jun couldn't help laughing.

——Obviously a molestation, but Chen Jun looked at Su Zhuolo's bloody face, which was covered in blood, how could he tell that he was good-looking?

Hearing the sound, both Su Zhuolo and Nanmu Qi cast their eyes over. Su Zhuolo was used to being praised for his beauty.

Hearing Nanmu Qi's words, he could calmly resist the urge to draw his sword, so Chen Jun laughed, and he was just a little curious. As for Nanmu Qi, he just felt that the other party was laughing at him, and he couldn't help it. Zhu picked up the big knife, pointed at him and said, "What are you laughing at, kid?"

Chen Jun took a few steps on the ground to borrow strength, then turned over and jumped up, sat behind Su Zhuolo, and rode with him. Su Zhuolo felt his left hand clasped around his waist, and his waist stiffened for a moment, but But did not push away.

"I laugh at you Nanyi people are ugly, the most beautiful women actually look like men!" Chen Jun lazily replied.

"You..." Nan Mu Qi's face was filled with anger, but he quickly restrained himself. He glared at Chen Jun, and then swung his long knife, "What's the point of being able to speak out? If you have the ability, you can compete with this king." , let me see what you have to rely on to dare to speak nonsense here!!!"

"Why not?" Chen Jun played with a saber, then looked at the big saber that was almost as tall as a man in Nanmu Qi's hand over there, then moved close to Su Zhuolo's ear, and whispered to him.

"Your Highness Su, please lend me your weapon!"

Su Zhuolo glanced at him, then handed out the spear, and he only said three words.

"Don't lose."

Hearing his commanding tone, Chen Jun couldn't help laughing, and finally took the opportunity of holding a gun to give him a hug from behind, looking at Su Zhuolo's cold staring eyes, he said warmly.

"rest assured."

Nan Mu Qi's face was gloomy, and he said unhappily: "Hey! You have had enough flirting and scolding!"

"No, why don't you wait a little longer?" Chen Jun smiled at him with a mouthful of white teeth, looking very sunny and harmless.

Nanmu Qi snorted and said indifferently.

"This king is not taking advantage of you, let's get off the horse!"

Seeing what he said, with such a firm attitude, Chen Jun also jumped off his horse, and swung the gun a few times to try his hand.

He has never used a gun, but with a knife, the length is really not enough, so he can barely use it.

But thinking of what happened just now, Chen Jun couldn't help laughing. It's not that Su Zhuolo didn't want to push him away, but he didn't have the strength, and he didn't recover from the exhausted physical strength.

As for Chen Jun, it was rare to be able to win against him once, and by the way, he took advantage of him. It really felt like his life was almost complete.

After all, Su Zhuolo is the one who knows best how difficult it is to deal with. It is a sense of accomplishment to be able to play tricks on him in actual actions.

As for words, he thought, Su Zhuolo should have gotten used to it, right?

— Tsk, I feel a little sympathetic for no reason!

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