General regrets the original [rebirth]

Xiao Qi had a dream.

In the dream, someone called her softly: General.

The woman was dressed in red, with a warm smile on her absolutely beautiful face, but there was a smear of stove dust on the tip of her nose, which seemed a bit funny.

The woman held the porcelain bowl in her hand and brought it to her mouth to take a sip. The next moment, her eyes became brighter.

Xiao Qi heard his soft and unreasonable voice: "Drink slowly, don't burn it, it's all yours."

When I woke up, I was dizzy and dizzy, and I forgot everything in the dream, leaving the delicate/soft "General" echoing in my ears, repeatedly.

Xiao Qi shook his head, threw away his messy thoughts, jumped off the bed, dressed and washed step by step.

***

It has been more than a month since she entered the military camp, and her training is slowly getting on the right track. The extra training she gives herself at night is getting heavier day by day, but she can't get enough rest.

It's summer now, lying on the bed at night, turning around is covered with sweat, the straw mat is soaked in sweat, and after drying, it is soaked in sweat again, and the sour smell surrounds the tip of the nose. She has had a very difficult month .

The Datong shop is the second most comfortable, and she, who is sensitive to five senses, really can't stand the smell.

When he heard the sound of horseshoes, Xiao Qi almost thought it was a hallucination caused by his exhaustion.

It's time for dinner. Today's breakfast is vegetable porridge and steamed buns. She has never been picky about food. The rationed meals for each person can't fill them up, but they can still meet the needs of daily activities.

It's just the feeling of emptiness in the stomach, how can it be compared with the beauty of eating and drinking?

She doesn't eat well, and sleeps well. I really hope that there will be a battle soon so that she can make meritorious deeds.

A promotion means an independent tent, better food, and a step closer to her goal.

The sound of horseshoes came from a distance, and gradually increased, even the ground could not wait to tremble together.

This is?

It is not an illusion produced by the extreme desire in the heart.

The enemy army is finally here!

The head coach's face changed, and the orderly whispered something in his ear.He left the soldiers who were practicing archery and turned around to enter the main tent.

Xiao Qi knew that even if Xixia really attacked, there would be no such thing as recruits.

The new soldiers had to train for at least three to five months. After the assessment, they were divided into arms, and only then did they get their turn to fight with real swords and guns.

Head soldiers, archers, infantry, light cavalry, heavy armor...

People have thousands of faces, and each has its own strengths.It's not just a random push to kill you to the death, leaving only a few lucky survivors in the end.

Without training or too little training, they can't even hold a knife or gun steadily, and they talk about killing the enemy, just go up and deliver food to the other party.

Let the soldiers perform their duties in their respective positions, which is the way to use troops.

***

Before the pity in Xiao Qi's heart spread, someone ran over quickly, bringing news that shocked everyone.

"All the soldiers in the battalion, no matter the recruits or veterans, must prepare in a moment and go out of the city gate to face the battle!"

how come?

No one could answer Xiao Qi's question, and it was only when she stood in front of the battle in military uniform with a spear in her hand that she realized that this had indeed happened.

Chai Kai tightened the handle of the spear in his hand, pretending to be relaxed: "Brother Xiao, brother, this is my first time on the battlefield, and I don't know what it looks like."

The purse just issued was stuffed into his arms. It was just issued by the military doctor, and it contained simple hemostatic powder.The battlefield is changing rapidly, and hemostatic medicine means an extra line of life.

In response to him, Zhao Jackal sneered mercilessly: "You are only good enough, if a war really starts, you might pee your pants!"

Ever since Xiao Qi robbed him of the position of boss, Zhao Jackal took the route of poisonous tongue, and he failed to be the boss himself. Seeing Chai Kai who is so pretentious, he didn't like him at all.

Xiao Qi pursed his lips, tried his best to suppress the panic that came from the bottom of his heart, and comforted him with a smile: "It's okay, once you are born and second time you are familiar, brother Chai, remember, don't just rush forward, killing the enemy is important. Saving lives is just as important."

Xiao Qi has been in the army for many years, there are countless battles, large and small, he struggled several times on the edge of life and death, relying on his intuition to avoid countless open and dark arrows.

His intuition, which is as sharp as a beast, has never made a mistake.

This battle must be difficult to fight.

I just don't know, where could something go wrong?

The Zhenxi Army lined up neatly in front of the city gate.

In front of them is a dark mass of enemy troops, like dark clouds overwhelming the city, with an overwhelming momentum.The Qiang people stand on horses holding scimitars.Unlike the people of Daye who lacked horses, Xixia mostly had cattle, sheep and horses, and tall horses, which was in stark contrast to the infantry on my side who were mostly equipped with leather armor and spears.

More importantly, it was not Lin Hong, Xihou of the God of War Township at the border, who was leading the battle ahead.

The enemy is pressing down on the situation, and the coach is missing.

Taking the place of Marquis Zhenxi was Lieutenant General Lin Kang, the servant who followed him all the way.From a book boy to Zhenxihou's deputy general, Lin Kang has no shortage of real skills.But no matter how powerful it is, it is not as reassuring as the one from Zhenxihou.

Lin Hong is the battle spirit of this pass.

The city lord of Gaochang was sweating anxiously on the city wall. The head coach Lin Hong was recalled to the capital half a month ago by an imperial decree, and he has not returned yet.

The imperial decree only said that Zhenxihou Lin Hong should hurry back without any delay.

It is not known who leaked the news, except for the main generals in the barracks, no one knew that Lin Hong had already left for Beijing.However, this Xixia has been honest for more than half a year and hasn't made much trouble. Now Lin Hong has just gone far and attacked.No one would dare to believe that there were no traitors.

The city lord knew well that the number of troops in the city, counting the new recruits who had just entered the camp, was only [-] at full strength, while the Xixia army was more than three times larger.How could it be a small fight, this time, it's not good.

Speaking of which, Xixia is also ridiculous, picking up the bowl to eat, and throwing the bowl to scold mother.No matter who is in power in the Central Plains, who is the king, they all bow their heads and profess their vassals, in exchange for the dominance of the Xixia territory, as well as a lot of rewards.Not to mention the attacks and looting of supplies every year, he just waits for the opportunity and wants to take advantage of the opportunity, like an unfamiliar wolf cub.

Now the wolf cub has grown up.

***

The thoughts of the lord of a city have been twisted and turned, and it is not something ordinary soldiers can know.At this moment, Xiao Qi and the others lined up in units of camps where they lived, holding weapons in their hands, suppressing the beating heart in their chests, waiting for this rare battle.

The city gate closed behind him with a loud bang.

There is no retreat, only forward.

The sound of war drums, one after another, combined wonderfully with the beating of everyone's hearts, and infinite pride suddenly arose in the chest.

I want to drive all these enemies back to their hometown!If you want to subdue them, don't dare to commit another crime!

Arrows all over the sky shot out from the city wall behind themselves, with flames, making a "swish" sound in the air, and shot directly behind the enemy.

Waves of archers, countless bows and kerosene, the arms are so fast that only afterimages are left.Constantly drawing the bow, shooting the arrow, setting the arrow, drawing the bow, shooting the arrow... No one is greedy for a moment of rest, only to keep squeezing himself, never tired on weekdays, and even more energetic at this moment.

Without Lin Hong, Lieutenant General Lin Kang was ordered in the face of danger, leading his own soldiers in heavy armor and rushing to the forefront.The horseshoes of the war horse galloped, stirring up dust, like clouds and fog.

The battlefield is unreasonable.The so-called confrontation between the two armies, the main general goes first, is just a minority of the minority.What's more, it is the desperate attack of the two sides, fighting to the death, or taking advantage of people's unpreparedness to win in one fell swoop.

That's what Xixia hit.

The recruits, holding spears in their hands, lined up at the rear of the line, neither the backbone nor the last line of defense.In the end, it’s just making up the numbers.Five thousand new recruits, at any rate, can increase their momentum.

The sky is full of dust and sand, the unique climate in the northwest region, mixed with flying dust, makes people's eyes hard to open.

The war has developed to the present, and it is no longer a duel with a single weapon.Armor alone has various materials and styles, but weapons, such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, and iron spears, are contradictory, and can never escape the fate of mutual generation and mutual restraint.

The Qiang people are good at using long swords, opening and closing, and they are unstoppable with galloping horses.

Most of the Zhenxi Army held spears in their hands, and the ordinary three styles of blocking, holding, and piercing danced with different prestige in the hands of different people.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds pierce the skin, and the most important places are the most visited.

The leather armor is more flexible than iron armor against distant arrows, so it cannot prevent the piercing and slashing of weapons.

Blood, staining the ground red.

The sharp long knife slashed across, and under the acceleration of the horse, the power became even greater. The leather armor, skin, muscles and even bones were broken at the sound.But in the blink of an eye, some people lost their arms and legs, and the screams continued, and the wails filled the sky.

Unlucky, the abdominal cavity was punctured, without the barrier of skin and muscles, yellow, red, and gray-green were intertwined.

Not only people were injured, but also horses.

Except for a very small number of heavy cavalry whose horses can be covered by iron armor, most of the horses have no defenses.

The horse was stabbed in the eye by a spear and crossbow, raised its front hooves and neighed, and uncontrollably threw off the man on its back. The next moment, both man and horse were injured and died by the surrounding enemy soldiers.

There is a big gap between infantry and cavalry, but it is not helpless.Several people besieged a fine horse and chopped off its hooves. Both the horse and the horse fell forward, giving the infantry an opportunity to take advantage of it.Then came the one-sided massacre.

Screams, roars, war horses screaming...

Excited, yelling, red-eyed...

The voices of 10,000+ creatures from different groups and races resounded through the sky.

Gradually, the soil under the feet was infiltrated by the liquid from the human body and became sticky, even the wear-resistant soles could not resist.

So it's no longer the initial head-on rush, only chopping in the face, and you have to pay attention to your feet to avoid incomplete corpses or living bodies lying everywhere.

This is the real battlefield. There is no such thing as the heroic heroism of generals dying in battle and returning corpses shrouded in horse leather. Fear and fear, shock and fear, mourning and howling, coupled with the constant beating of war drums, constitute the main theme here.

It's been a long time, the battlefield.