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Chapter 1830 Liaodong Crisis

Night once again fell on the land of Gyeongsang Province with the evening breeze. The people in the city hid early in their homes and did not dare to wander outside casually. The taverns had also been closed long ago and there was not a single customer.

Every dark night recently makes the people in Gyeonggi Province feel that they are one step closer to war, and dark clouds hang over the sky.

Anfu City, this originally insignificant city in Tongzhou, has now become the front line of the Lianglong War. Groups of soldiers came from all directions and swarmed into the city.

The people in the city could run away, but those who couldn't could only stay at home and tremble.

The good news is that some people came from Nanchong City, saying that the Liang army would not kill innocent people indiscriminately, and would also give some money and dry food to the people who were leaving, and they were not barbarians who eat human flesh raw and drink human blood. This is quite disappointing.

The people felt a little more at ease.

As long as you can't hurt yourself in a fight, it doesn't seem to matter who wins and who loses.

The firelight swayed slightly on the top of the city, and several night watchmen holding torches stuck their heads out of the top of the city, looking left and right.

A soldier who looked quite young muttered: "You can see something here, but you can't see anything, it's so dark.

Liang Jun? Not even a ghost!"

"Hurry up and pull your head back!"

The veteran next to him grabbed the back of his shirt and carried him back, cursing at the same time:

"Boy, if there are Liang Jun's sharp archers outside the city at this time, your head will have already moved.

One arrow, you know, just one arrow and your life is gone!

Your parents didn’t raise you so that you could die here in vain.”

The bearded veteran returned from the front line of Quannan Pass a few days ago. At least he had fought several battles with the Liang army.

The most profound memory he had was when he was defending the city, and his comrade was shot through the head by an arrow from Liang Jun, killing him instantly without even having time to react.

The young soldier was a little unconvinced. He patted his chest and said, "What are you afraid of? Jun Liang also has two arms supporting his head, so he is not a god.

When I meet them, I must show them how powerful I am!"

After all, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. When Liang Jun was mentioned, there was no hint of fear in his words, but rather a hint of eagerness to try.

The veteran shook his head helplessly, sat down against the city wall, patted the ground and said:

"Come on, sit down."

"Sit down?" The young soldier looked around cautiously: "It's not very good. If the centurion on night watch sees us, we will be in trouble."

This soldier is not afraid of Liang Jun, but he is afraid of his immediate superiors, because if he offends them, he will be whipped.

"What are you afraid of?" the veteran said nonchalantly: "Today, the Youtun Guards set out and the army changed defenses. This is the most chaotic time in the city. How can those centurions, captains, and school captains have time to patrol the night tonight?

?”

"makes sense."

The young soldier grinned and sat down like a veteran. He felt his numb legs relax for a while, and then he said enthusiastically: "It is said that the Liang army is camping twenty or thirty miles away, but there is no one of us."

I've seen it. Do they want to fight again?

Brother, please tell me, what is Liang Jun like? Why do other people think they are so magical?"

"Liang Jun~"

The veteran scratched his head and said with a little sigh: "Liang Jun, you are so tight. Let's put it this way, I encountered him once on the battlefield, a close-quarters fight.

Those guys were howling and screaming when they started fighting. The three of us didn't hit any of them, so two of them died. I was the only one who was useless and ran fast and saved one life. I still forget it even when I think about it today. I couldn't help but look at the way that Liang Jun was holding a machete in his hand and hacking off my comrades.

That look, ugh~"

"so smart."

The young soldier's eyes narrowed: "No way, not even three against one?"

The young soldier is quite strong, has nimble legs and feet, and is also good at fighting in the village. He always feels that I am the best in the world, and Liang Jun is not even considered.

The old soldier waved his hand and sighed: "Well, I didn't believe it when I first met Liang Jun. With the same virtue as you, after you have suffered a few losses, you will have to believe it."

The young soldier raised his fist and said, "I want to see how capable the Liang Army is. If I chop off the heads of a few Liang Army barbarians, I can become an official."

Returning home in fine clothes, hehe~"

As he talked, there was even a smile on the young soldier's face. If you become a soldier, you either want to earn a living or you want to get promoted and make a fortune.

Seeing that the veteran refused to listen to any advice, he could only mutter that it was good to be young.

"Rustling, rustling~"

Suddenly, a very slight sound reached the ears of the young soldier. The strong young man frowned: "Brother, there seems to be some movement."

"Motion? Is there any movement?" The veteran frowned. He really didn't hear anything unusual.

"Rustling, rustling~"

"No, there must be some movement." The young soldier listened carefully for a while, then stood up with a torch and poked his head out of the city again.

The veteran was indifferent and still sat on the ground. He just reached out and patted his thigh and said, "Sit down if there is no problem. I told you, don't stick your head outside all the time."

The veteran was still chattering about the little survival experience he had accumulated from the battlefield.

"Brother, it seems there is someone outside the city." The young soldier holding the torch said hesitantly.

The veteran showed a solemn expression for a moment, and stood up with a stab: "Let me take a look."

The veteran stared outside the city with his big eyes. The night was really dark, there was no moonlight at all, and the light of the torch couldn't shine very far. He couldn't see anything at all.

But as a veteran, he was extremely uneasy, and an indescribable sense of danger was welling up in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

A deep, powerful sound breaking through the air instantly broke the tranquility of the night sky.

The moment the voice sounded, the veteran felt his scalp numb and reached out to touch the young man next to him.

"Whoosh!"

"Pfft!"

Before his hand could touch the young man, the sharp black arrow shot out from nowhere hit the young man's forehead steadily, causing blood to spray in an instant, which was shocking.

The young soldier who was still dreaming about being a general just now, still imagining his rise to success, slowly fell backwards, the life in his eyes quickly dissipated, and he did not even see the shadow of Liang Jun until he died.

"Gulu~"

Blood naturally splashed on his face, blurring his vision.

"Whoosh!"

Another sharp arrow came flying towards him. This time the veteran did not hide, not because he didn't want to hide, but when the sound of breaking through the air was heard, the arrow had already penetrated his throat.

"Pfft!"

Two sharp arrows, one in front and one behind, were only two breaths apart, and both of them were killed.
Chapter completed!
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