Chapter 2045

2045 launch (4)

Mao Xiaofeng is an ordinary soldier in the white tiger army. The white tiger army is divided into arms. The division of arms in Dajun is very detailed. Even if he is a gunner, there are many differences. He is a long gunner, and he is at the front of the battle.

This time it's a siege, so the soldiers in front are still the sword and shield soldiers. These people will launch the first charge, try their best to tear a hole in the city defense, and then they will rush to the most vulnerable place of the enemy.

In fact, this is only his second battle.

He comes from his family. Although he has been a soldier for generations, he has never been a senior official. Even his father is just a little captain. In the whole army system of the Shang Dynasty, he is really insignificant.

However, he can also be regarded as the root of Miao Hong. Joining the army all the year round is almost the same as eating and drinking water. He must do something.

When he joined the army, his father ran around and finally let him join the white tiger army as a soldier.

In fact, if he went to an ordinary army, such as the lower ranking army, he might be able to be a small official, but his father didn't know what kind of consideration he took to get himself into the white tiger army.

He doesn't think it makes any difference. Anyway, it's all war. It doesn't matter where it is.

He followed the white tiger army to and fro, training every day. The training of the white tiger army was a little harder than when he was at home. After a while, he persisted.

Then the war happened.

His first battle, the battle of birui mountain, was led by Yin Litian, the prince of Yin Shang, who would become the emperor in the future.

He didn't feel honored. In his heart, he always felt that fighting is fighting. It's the same everywhere he goes and the same people he comes to.

However, the white tiger army is elite. He knows it. When the veterans around him know the news of sending troops, they all rub their hands. It seems that they are not going to kill the demon clan, but to have a big meal.

As a new soldier, he is naturally nervous, but he has already understood that sooner or later, he will kill the enemy on the battlefield, kill the enemy, and be promoted on duty. Maybe one day he will surpass his father, or he will die on the battlefield before he becomes a father.

His inner peace, for the war, he did not have any sadness, he felt that it was his own thing to do, blood, naturally can not be said.

Mao Xiaofeng looked at the figure at the front of the queue. The man was riding on a white horse. His armor was the standard armor of the white tiger army. There were some changes in some details. Compared with their armor, it was more beautiful.

Prince, Yin Litian.

Mao Xiaofeng clenched the gun in his hand.

The night before the battle of Mount birui, Yin Litian organized everyone to the square, as if to lecture.

The veterans didn't think so. They all knew that it was Yin Litian who wanted to say something impassioned before the battle to improve the morale.

They have been used to this for a long time. Killing has become their instinct. This army doesn't need morale most of the time

Because their taxi spirit has long been exhausted, not that these things have disappeared, but gradually integrated into their flesh and blood. Because they have heard so much, they don't need to incite now. They are still the most reliable soldiers in the battlefield.

But people were still curious about what the prince would say.

Mao Xiaofeng is also very curious.

The man who looked a little older did not say anything impassioned.

But he still remembers now.

"Everyone, you are all veterans. I know that many people may have more experience in battle than me. Before I came up, someone in my staff told me that there was no need to do something about the veterans of the white tiger army."

When the young man finished his first sentence, there was a roar of laughter, mostly from the veterans. The young man didn't seem to feel alienated. After a burst of laughter, the whole army was in a happy mood.

And Mao Xiaofeng looked at Yin Litian on the high platform and thought that the noble was worthy of being noble, and the temperament was different.

After a pause, the young man on the high platform continued to say, "but I still have something to say to you. Opposite us is the demon clan. We have been fighting for thousands of years on both sides, and none of us can convince anyone. As you all know a few days ago, we lost a lot in Yanmen pass. I don't know how many disabled soldiers I saw along the way, How many crying women, how many children who can't find their father

All the people held their breath. Even the soldiers in the former barracks were staring at the prince on the high platform

"When I was in Luo Xuan city, the people in the brothel said that the demon clan was mean and shameless. I really wanted to laugh. On the battlefield, we need everything. No matter what kind of means we use, if we win, we will win. The way to take advantage is a good way. The demon clan caught us unprepared. Now the blood on the Yanmen pass is still growing thick. This time I come here, there's nothing else. It's just revenge. "

The whole camp was silent. Mao Xiaofeng felt that a change had taken place in himself. He looked around at his companions.

In fact, the proportion of recruits in the white tiger army has always been very large. As one of the four legions, the name of the four spirits, the white tiger was originally the spirit beast that killed.

Their white tiger army is also the most aggressive one among the four legions. Because of this, they have been greatly reduced.

This time, three of the troops were basically recruits.

When he saw the new recruits like himself, their faces seemed to be covered with coffins, their noses were white, and his mind was agitated.

"This time, there are many new recruits, even those who went to the battlefield for the first time. I called them here to tell them that we are here for revenge this time. The blood left by Bi Ruishan must not be less than that left by Yanmen pass. They may be at a loss and don't know why they wield their swords. Now, I'll tell them that we are here for revenge, the white tiger army, Tell the recruits the purpose of this trip. "

Although these veterans have been used to the world, they still shout out at the moment.

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge

They looked at the recruits on the side, shouting revenge. Their eyes were red, and the veins on their necks were exposed. Slowly, the recruits became the same.

There was only one voice left in the whole valley.

Mao Xiaofeng remembers that at that time, he was also crying for his life. After that, they did not rest, and Yin Litian directly took the white tiger army to attack birui mountain.

That night, Mao Xiaofeng clearly remembered that he killed five demon soldiers.

On the road, he only saw the fallen white tiger army, but not the retreating white tiger army. He saw that the man with a broken leg was still biting his teeth and climbing forward, staring at the fleeing demon clan in front of him and throwing his weapons.

He saw that the white tiger army, who had been pierced by several swords, desperately seized the head of a demon clan before he died, and bit each other's throat with his teeth.

The demon clan has always been known for its barbarism. They still have the blood of demons. But one night, Mao Xiaofeng felt that the people on his side were beasts.

It's just that this feeling is not offensive.

After a battle, there was a river of blood in birui mountain, the whole mountain was red, and Yin Litian completed his goal.

And Mao Xiaofeng seems to know why he wielded the knife.

After such a battle, the recruits of the white tiger army also integrated into the whole white tiger army in a very short time.

After that, the demon clan sent some other troops, but there was no difference.

No matter who came, under the man's shout of charging, no matter what was in front of him, he was finally flattened by them.

It seems that those veterans whose blood has cooled down are back when they were young, and they are jumping off. There are not many rules in the barracks, but they have to strictly abide by them. The young man who seems to be friendly especially insists on this point. His opponents are excellent. Mao Xiaofeng knows that one of his comrades in the new barracks died on the battlefield of Mount birui, Later, when he met his brother, he told Mao Xiaofeng that after his brother died, people from the prince's mansion came to the door and promised that the rest of the men in his comrades' family would be taken care of by the prince's mansion, and that they would support him whether he joined the army or Wen in the future.

Then he came to join the army. Anyway, there was a third brother in the family. Just keep it to inherit his blood.

But when it comes to his younger brother, he still has some fear on his face.

"That boy is only ten years old. He dances swords and swords at home all day. Ah, it seems that he is also a restless boy. I'm afraid he will join the army in the future."

Mao Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing at this.

Sometimes he would think, if he died in the battlefield, what would his father think and what kind of reaction would the prince's mansion make.

When he came out, his father had given birth to a younger brother, and he had a younger sister. If he died in this place, it would be acceptable.

Just when Mao Xiaofeng was slightly distracted, the man in front of him turned around. The sunlight came down and hit his bright silver armor. His whole body was wrapped by the light, and he looked like a God coming down to earth.

Yin Litian pulled out his sword.

He looked at the thousands of white tiger soldiers behind him, took a deep breath, and the horse hissed.

"The white tiger army. The whole army raided

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