We are small people and soldiers with small dreams.
Family, country, and the world are not their concerns. They only know how to obey orders, and then perform meritorious service and receive rewards. They can get ten acres of land in Guanzhong to protect their descendants.
They may die in battle, or they may gain glory. Who knows, the battlefield is not only a life and death crisis for them, but also a gamble on life's wealth.
If you don’t want to live a miserable life for generations to come, then just go for it.
"If we are rewarded for our meritorious service and can get fifty acres of land, what a beautiful life it will be." A scout squinted and looked up at the night sky with longing.
Another scout also began to have unlimited imagination: "At least every meal must be dry and contain meat. A family of four or five would have to eat at least a pound of meat a day to satisfy their hatred!"
The robes all nodded in agreement.
"If you have fifty acres of land, as it is, you deserve to eat meat every day."
The team leader sneered: "Return to your souls quickly. How much merit do you have on the battlefield in order to be rewarded with fifty acres of land? Have you ever thought about it?"
"At least one of the enemy's camp generals must be personally beheaded to have this qualification. You think about it for yourselves, do you have this ability? If one of the ten thousand horse troops charges, most of our brothers will be gone, and the enemy's camp generals will be gone.
If you can't afford it, you can still daydream about fifty acres of your fucking land."
The scouts were immediately discouraged and sighed in dejection.
The team is really awake in the world, and no one is allowed to dream? What if luck comes true?
It's midnight, the moon is dim, and there is no wind.
For some reason, the cicadas and frogs all around suddenly disappeared, and there was silence all around.
After the scouts started talking and joking, the captain looked startled, then raised his arms violently, and the scouts all fell silent.
The team was listening intently, and then looked around into the distance.
There was nothing different at this moment, the distance was still pitch black and there was no movement.
But the team leader's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his expression became more and more uneasy. He couldn't explain the reason, but he always had a premonition of impending disaster.
There is no evidence or sign. I can only say that this is the intuition of a veteran who has spent his entire life fighting.
For a long time, the team leader looked toward the northeast, his expression becoming more solemn.
"Brothers, the gate of hell and fifty acres of land are right in front of you. Whatever you earn depends on your own destiny." Duan Zheng suddenly laughed.
"Team leader, is there any movement?" A scout stood up straight.
The team was meditating for a moment and said: "The ten of us should separate and don't get together. Half of them should go to the north and half to the northeast. If there is any abnormal movement, fire the arrow to warn. If there is no abnormal movement, we will assemble here in two hours. Do you hear me clearly?
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As soon as the military order was issued, the scouts responded with great enthusiasm.
Then the ten people mounted their horses and headed off in different directions neatly.
The horse's hooves have been wrapped in thick cloth, which is standard equipment for scouts. The horse's hooves will still make a slight sound when moving, but they have tried their best to hide their traces.
The team is leading five scouts straight to the northeast.
It was in this direction that he had been feeling uneasy.
The five scouts are far apart from each other. This is also the rule of the scouts. Once the front is attacked, the scouts behind are absolutely not allowed to rescue or engage in battle. They must turn around and run away.
Their mission is to transmit information back to the main camp in a timely manner, rather than relying on a few people to fight the enemy for life and death, which is meaningless.
After running for five miles, the six people climbed up a small hillside. The team suddenly reined in the reins and the horses stopped.
On the opposite side of the hillside is a low-lying flat land. There are numerous figures on the flat land, densely packed with nearly 20,000 soldiers and horses, quietly staying in place.
The pores in the captain's eyes suddenly shrank.
The veteran's intuition did not deceive him. Thirty miles away from the Tang army's camp, a troop of 20,000 troops came silently.
Where did this army come from and what was their purpose? The commander did not know.
He only knew that the news must be sent back to the Tang Army camp at all costs.
Because General Qibi Heli was leading his army to humiliate the city, there were only five thousand soldiers and horses left in the Tang army's camp at this time. What's more terrible is that Yinggong Li Ji was also in the camp.
If the camp is attacked by this army of soldiers and horses, Ying Gong will have three advantages and two disadvantages, and the whole army will die hundreds of times to atone for its sins.
So the team immediately turned their horses' heads and planned to return the same way.
However, how could a force of 20,000 troops not send out scouts?
Just as the team turned around, a sharp arrow was shot from behind.
The sharp arrow hit the squadron leader's back impartially, and the squadron leader leaned forward, lying on the horse's back. He hit the horse and galloped towards the original road.
"You bastard, I have to answer here today!" Captain was gritting his teeth and cursing secretly in pain.
On the galloping horses, the team was taking out the ringing arrows from their arms and was about to light them, when a shower of arrows shot from behind them.
The captain's back was suddenly filled with arrows, like a dying hedgehog, running with all his strength while holding his breath.
Far ahead, the scouts under his command who came to meet him were running towards him.
The team was in a hurry and shouted: "Return to camp quickly to report that there is an enemy attack!"
The scout reined in his horse angrily and hesitated to leave.
The captain opened his mouth, and a stream of blood gushed out, but he yelled: "Get out of here! Go and report the news!"
A sharp arrow silently hit Du Zheng's neck. Du Zheng suddenly lost his breath and rolled off his horse.
The scout turned around and cried loudly. He looked up to the sky and roared loudly. He took out a loud arrow from his arms, lit it and threw it into the sky.
The sounding arrow dragged out a dazzling fireworks in the dark night sky, soared into the sky, and finally exploded in the sky.
There was the rumble of horse hooves behind him, and the enemy's pursuers surrounded him.
The scouts beat their horses and ran wildly, shouting with all their strength: "The enemy is attacking! There is an enemy attack!"
There were still scouts ahead, who turned around and ran away after hearing this.
One by one, the scouts, like beacons on the Great Wall, passed down the warning message.
One after another, the sounding arrows exploded in the air. This was a relay of life and death. All the costs were paid just to send the warning message back.
The scout is still being pursued by the enemy, and the distance is getting closer and closer.
The scout sat on the horse and smiled miserably, feeling extremely relieved.
When the arrow is released, his mission has been completed, and his life and death are no longer important.
Facing the biting night wind, he was even still calculating silently. Was the message he desperately sent out this time considered a meritorious service, and could it be worth fifty acres of land?
How wonderful it would be to be able to survive, with fifty acres of land, and the whole family can eat meat every meal...
A flying spear shot out from behind, which was the last resort of the impatient enemy.
The scout was immediately hit by a flying spear in the back, and he flew up. The flying spear penetrated his body, and he fell heavily to the ground like a specimen nailed by nails.
Blood spurted out from his mouth, and the scout looked at the dark sky with his godless eyes, murmuring with his trembling lips.
"Fifty acres..."
We are small people and soldiers with small dreams.
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In the Tang Army camp, the late night silence was broken by the sound of horse hooves.
A scarred scout galloped into the camp, roaring as he galloped on his horse.
"There is an enemy attack thirty miles away, there is an enemy attack!"
Li Qinzai was woken up by Bu Qu, and before he could get angry, he heard the shocking news.
"Twenty thousand enemy troops appeared out of nowhere, gathered thirty miles away in the northeast, and were rushing towards the camp."