The cold wind stirred up yellow sand, and the armor was stained with blood.
The smell of blood is actually very bad, and strangely, the longer it goes on, the more fishy it seems. Even if the nose is used to this smell, the heart still won't accept it.
But as a soldier of the Hussars, Wu Ming had to accept it, and even had to create more blood with his own hands.
Wu Ming is not famous.
He is not like those heroes who are famous all over the world and are famous all over the world. He is not even famous in his hometown...
If he still has a hometown.
If there were any other options, he should have been born in that humble mountain village, lived in that mountain village all his life, married a woman who was as rough-handed as him, and then given birth to a litter of cubs, along with the cubs of other farmers.
Growing up playing in the mud in the fields was just like his father and ancestors, living the same life without any changes.
His parents are simple farmers who work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Their life is simple but difficult.
If there was still a chance, he would be like his parents, holding hoes and pickaxes all his life, instead of cutting off people's heads like he does now.
The war has shattered everything that was peaceful and peaceful...
Wu Ming remembered that when he was a child, although life in the village was poor, everyone lived happily.
He and his friends were running around in the mountains and fields, playing hide and seek, while the adults were working while watching them and laughing.
The sky at that time seemed bluer than now, and the clouds were whiter.
The days are warmer than now and the nights are quieter than now.
But later, the smiles on the adults' faces gradually disappeared, and then Wu Ming heard words like war, famine, refugees, etc. from the adults for the first time. But at that time, Wu Ming didn't know
He was still silly and happy with the meaning of these words, running from one end of the mountain forest to the other, climbing trees to dig out bird eggs, digging into bushes to pick berries to eat, until his peaceful life was trampled by war and fire.
Wu Ming still remembers that it was a day when the ordinary could no longer be ordinary, the ordinary could no longer be ordinary, and then everything became unusual and extraordinary.
The screams of death and the collision of metal spread along the road.
The adults hurriedly packed their things and hid in the forest with Wu Ming and the other children.
That was the first time Wu Ming felt the fear of war so closely...
Even now, Wu Ming is still afraid of war. When he cuts off the heads of his opponents, he still feels disgusted. His heartbeat is still beating very fast, as if it is about to jump out of his chest.
But now, he no longer escapes.
Because Wu Ming knew that there was no use in escaping.
The more you avoid it, the more painful it becomes.
During those days of hiding in the mountains, food immediately became extremely scarce. Berries and wild vegetables were the best delicacies, and bark and leaves became food to satisfy hunger...
His life is no longer about having fun, but following the adults to pick wild vegetables and grind tree bark.
The bark cannot be eaten directly, so it must be smashed on rocks again and again, and then the slurry and smashed bark are mixed into pancakes, pretending to be real food pancakes.
Swallowing that kind of pancake is like cutting your throat with a knife.
If you don’t eat it, the fire will burn in your stomach, which will drive people crazy!
Wu Ming and the others thought they had escaped once and would be able to return to their original stable lives, but they were disappointed...
Then there is despair...
I don't know how long the life of despair passed until the General of the Hussars appeared.
Oh, at that time, the hussar general was not a hussar, he was just a lieutenant general.
Wu Ming remembered that when he first met Qiao Qi, Qiao Qi asked them to jump into the "pit"...
It is really a pit, dug in the ground, then simply built with some wooden boards and cattail grass, and then filled with water.
Wu Ming once thought that the hussar wanted to bury them alive, but when he thought about it, it didn't seem like it. After all, burying them alive didn't need to be so troublesome. So he jumped down and got a new robe!
Wu Ming remembered that he was naked at the time, but he was holding the robe, hunched over, and crying bitterly!
After so many years, Wu Ming thought that he would no longer cry or feel pain, but just such a robe made Wu Ming feel the pain again and shed tears again...
That robe was actually very ordinary, made of ordinary linen, rough and simple, but Wu Ming always regarded that robe as a treasure, neatly wrapped it and placed it in a camphor wood box.
That is a treasure more precious than gold and silver.
In the land of Shandong, people like Wu Ming have to be farmers and do labor, and at the same time they are captured to be young men. Even if they are working as cattle or horses, they may not be able to enjoy the things that people eat and use.
, but here in Qiusi, he only needs to do a good job.
Therefore, even if Wu Ming doesn't like the smell of blood, he will do what a soldier should do!
While in Guanzhong, he understood one thing. Even though they were the same man, not all places would treat the common people as human beings!
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Some people say that the army and the people are like fish and water.
But suddenly one day, the fish in the fish pond died.
Some people say that the fish is too delicate and cannot withstand the wind, rain, and scorching sun. It will turn belly up at the slightest dissatisfaction.
Some people also say that this fish is too lazy and doesn’t even know how to work hard to find food. It’s best to find three jobs a day, so isn’t it possible to live a good life?
Most of them talk about the fish problem, but no one mentions that the water quality has changed, and no one talks about what the people who manage the fish pond have done or what they have not done...
Wu Ming didn't know whether these statements were right or wrong. He just knew that in Shandong, if his breathing rhythm was wrong, it was called malicious breathing. But in Guanzhong, as long as he did one thing well, he would
You will be praised and rewarded.
Therefore, Wu Ming now regards killing as hoeing, and cutting down as chopping firewood.
Weeds are removed and hope is planted.
Cut down the dead branches and reap the rewards.
Enemies should be cut down with hoes, and our compatriots should leave hope behind!
The cold wind in the mountains stirred up dead leaves and yellow sand. Wu Ming held the sword tightly with one hand, slightly shielding the wind and sand from his eyes with the other hand, and looked into the distance.
Ahead is Hengshan Rock.
Take it and the hussar will win!
Sima Zheng said so.
Then take it!
The oncoming wind and sand hit the sword and armor, making a rustling sound, which seemed to be the rush of blood and the cry of death.
"Enemy!" the soldiers in front shouted loudly, "They are climbing up too!"
The mountains are cold and cold, bringing out a murderous aura.
As shouts came from the front, more than a dozen arrows also followed the shouts, shooting towards Wu Ming and others!
The Cao army on the opposite side was obviously a veteran. He did not rush to shoot at Wu Ming and others as soon as he climbed up. Instead, he waited for his breath to become more balanced and then shot at Wu Ming and others after Wu Ming and others discovered them.
"Watch out for arrows!"
Wu Ming shouted, raised his shield, and covered his head, face, chest and neck.
"There aren't many of them!" Wu Ming judged it immediately and shouted, "Charge up! You can't make it here! You're just a target! Grab the ridge!"
The hussar soldiers following Wu Ming also reacted and either used their shields to cover themselves or used their sabers to strike.
Due to the dark night and the mountain wind, Cao Jun's arrows were not very accurate. He could hear the pop-pop-ding-ding, and the arrows either landed on the shields and armor, or pierced the surrounding ground.
In this position, shooting at Cao Jun on the same spot, it is obvious that he has no advantage at all.
The hussars who followed Wu Ming yelled and cursed angrily, and charged forward with arrows in their hands.
Occasionally, a few stray arrows hit the armor, making a ding-dong-dong sound. Wu Ming didn't pay attention at all, and just kept moving forward!
"kill!"
While Wu Ming was roaring, he rushed forward, his sword whizzed down, and immediately cut off the arm of the first Cao Jun in half!
Wu Ming didn't have any outstanding fighting skills. The only thing he could rely on was the thousands of times he had killed three axes during team training.
Step up and chop!
Dash, thrust!
Back off, block!
On the ridge, there was a sudden sound of gold, iron and flesh.
It's like the owner of a pork shop comes to do business, chopping and slicing the meat.
Some people died on the spot, rolling down the mountain like sand and stones. Some people were only injured and were not dead yet, but fell to the ground, screaming in agony, and then they were stabbed by someone who didn't know.
, or someone stepped on the ground, and the screams turned into a muffled sound...
Mountain mist blew by, carrying the fine whistle together.
That whistle was the sound of life draining from a severed artery.
Cao's soldiers also rushed forward and fought with Wu Ming and others.
At the beginning of the battle, the hussars were few and Cao's army was large.
Because no matter what, the soldiers of Cao's army were running within the camp, and the distance was relatively short, while the hussar soldiers took a detour, and the queues in front and back were lengthened, so that when the soldiers arrived at Hengshan Rock, they were in front and back.
The response was different. But no matter whether there was one hussar soldier or three, as long as they heard the cry of killing from the front, they did not hesitate at all, and directly stepped up and rushed upward!
The space on the ridge itself is not very large. Dozens of people are fighting each other on the top of the mountain, so this area is crowded. Everyone on both sides knows that whoever occupies this area will gain certain geographical advantages.
!
Cao Jun wants it, and so does the Hussars!
The soldiers of Cao's army who came from behind seemed not to have expected that the hussars were so fierce. Dozens of them dared to charge forward. They couldn't react for a moment. The soldiers of Cao's army who came up from behind were in a hurry, not knowing what they should do.
What he did was just shouting and cursing.
Some of Cao's soldiers who climbed up the mountainside wanted to support their own side, so they fired bows and arrows. The intention was naturally good, but in the dark night, with the flickering light and fire, it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy who were strangled together.
It's a very difficult thing, let alone seizing the fleeting opportunity to shoot the opponent's soldiers when the two sides are fighting?
Therefore, the arrows fired by Cao Jun's soldiers in the rear did not cause much damage to Wu Ming and others, but they hit Cao Jun's own soldiers in the buttocks and knocked down a few...
It is not that there are no brave men among Cao's army.
These soldiers of Cao's army also wanted to break the balance of this chaos and give Cao's army the upper hand, so they rushed towards Wu Ming with all their might. They saw that Wu Ming was the little leader of the Hussars, and wanted to kill Wu Ming and let Piao
The forward force of the cavalry was frustrated and retreated!
But no matter how these Cao Jun soldiers attacked, Wu Ming and others were like stones on the river bank, standing firmly there and refusing to retreat, life or death!
If Wu Ming and others were halfway up the mountain, then Cao's soldiers would rush forward without fear of death. The geographical disadvantage would inevitably make Wu Ming and others unable to stand on the hillside, and they would be crushed even if they were unwilling.
Go back to the valley.
But now Wu Ming and Cao Jun's soldiers were standing staggered on the ridge, and the height difference between the two sides was the same. On the contrary, Cao Jun's soldiers who rushed up from behind needed to attack from behind, and the one who couldn't stand firmly slipped down the slope first.
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Dong Zhao supervised the battle. From the beginning, he felt that victory was certain, but then gradually became anxious and uneasy.
He felt relatively confident at first, but now his confidence was like fine sand in his hands. He seemed to have it, but as soon as he exerted force, it began to slip away...
Why are there so many brave men in the Hussars?
Could it be that the Hussars have some magic trick to recruit these soldiers who are not able to fight one against a hundred, but at least they are still brave and aggressive when fighting against three?
If one person fights against three people, he will most likely suffer a loss, but if thirty people fight against a hundred people, he will not necessarily suffer a loss.
There were many soldiers in Cao's army, but they were not united. Although there were few people on the hussar side, everyone worked together and cooperated with each other, and they actually fought evenly with Cao's soldiers!
Dong Zhao saw that there were more and more hussar soldiers, and there was even a faint tendency to suppress Cao's soldiers, so he couldn't help but panic!
"Come up!" Dong Zhao shouted, "Come up!"
The soldiers of Cao's army were pressing against each other and squeezing each other. They all seemed to be trying very hard to rush forward, but they seemed to be standing still.
Why did he and his men come first and arrive at the ridge first, but now it seemed that he was attacking the ridge controlled by the Hussars?
"This can't happen!" Dong Zhao frowned, "Archers! Where is the archer commander?"
A team of archers came over, "What are the military advisor's orders?"
Dong Zhao pointed to the ridge, "Gather fire to cover it!"
The leader of the archers was stunned, "Ah? Why don't you let our people retreat first?"
Dong Zhao shook his head, "You can't retreat! Shoot directly!"
"But..." The archer team leader hesitated, "But..."
"No but!" Dong Zhao said angrily, "If we can't hold this place, the whole camp will be in danger! Which is more important, the safety of the camp, or these lives?! Shoot now!"
The leader of the archers clicked his tongue, but finally bowed his head and accepted the order.
After all, he was just standing behind and shooting arrows. He had done his duty by saying a few words to the soldiers in front. As for the rest...
Isn't this an "order"?
Even if you die unjustly, if you want to blame, you can only blame the superiors. Don't argue with me, a person who only obeys orders...
As long as it's not you who dies, then no big deal is too big.
The leader of the archers was doing some psychological construction. At first, his voice was a little suppressed, but later he felt that he was making more and more sense. When he finally gave the order, he even felt that the soldiers at the front deserved it!
Who kept them from rushing forward?
Who prevented them from defeating the Hussars?
Therefore, the voice of the leader of the archer team became louder: "Everyone is ready! Nocking arrows! Aim!"
On the other side, Dong Zhao called his guards, "As soon as the arrow falls, lead your men and charge forward! We must take down the ridge!"
The guard looked at the ridge, and for some reason suddenly felt a chill on his back. "Commander, I'm here to protect you. Now... I'm going to lead people up there, but there's no one left to protect you?"
Dong Zhao drew out his long sword and waved it in front of him a few times. "I have also learned swordsmanship, and ordinary thieves can't get close to me! Don't worry! This ridge is the key point of Hengshan Rock! If you can't defend it, the whole camp will be in danger!"
You and I are in such personal danger that it doesn’t matter! Stop talking and get ready immediately!"
The guard looked at the long sword in Dong Zhao's hand, sighed in his heart, and could only accept the order.
From the perspective of a superior, there was nothing wrong with what Dong Zhao was doing at the moment.
Zhongtiao Mountain Camp is a collective, so what's the problem with sacrificing individuals for the benefit of the collective?
Of course this is the truth, but the question is why are the sacrificed individuals always the ones at the bottom?
If Dong Zhao led his men to charge up, was not afraid of sacrifice, and led his soldiers to seize the ridge, then even if Sima Yi finally arrived here with the subsequent hussar soldiers, it would be difficult for him to charge down.
But Dong Zhao didn't.
He is used to letting his subordinates sacrifice, letting his soldiers sacrifice, and letting the lower-level people sacrifice, and then in the name of righteousness, the safety of the entire battalion is in danger.
The archers led Dong Zhao's bodyguards and obeyed Dong Zhao's orders, but this does not mean that they think Dong Zhao did the right thing, but that their interests are closely linked to Dong Zhao. They are vested interests and do not
They are not innocent office workers. On the one hand, they enjoy the pleasure of controlling the lives and deaths of others with their small rights, while on the other hand, they are looking for excuses to excuse their own guilt.
Arrows roared down, and the soldiers of Cao's army who were fighting Wu Ming and others, together with Wu Ming and other hussar soldiers, were covered by the rain of arrows!
Immediately, the soldiers of both sides on the ridge fell in large pieces like Zhuang He being cut down!
"Charge! Charge!" Dong Zhao's guards were overjoyed when they saw this. They waved the swords in their hands and shouted, "The military advisor has an order! Charge up! Take the ridge!"
Dong Zhao's guards shouted, and then a bunch of people also shouted, but many Cao Jun soldiers did not rush up...
Some people even just shouted in place without even taking a step forward.
"Come on, rush on! Rush on!"
Dong Zhao's guard leader shouted anxiously, "You all rush forward! Why don't you rush forward?"
However, the surrounding soldiers of Cao's army were still standing still, raising their arms and shouting.
Dong Zhao's guard raised his sword, "Charge! Charge forward! Anyone who disobeys military orders will be killed! Anyone who hesitates will be executed!"
The surrounding Cao Jun soldiers then walked forward, then took two steps and stopped one step, and some even walked forward in a zigzag pattern...
The soldiers at the bottom have no say. Even the leading and guarding troops brought by Dong Zhao can be regarded as good elite soldiers. However, in Dong Zhao's eyes, the only difference between them and ordinary soldiers is the price. As a result, their
Life is not that important.
No one in the upper-level rulers will take them seriously. It seems to have become a habit and a rule. But at this critical moment, you will see these soldiers at the bottom begin to vote with their feet...