Chapter 989 989: Gong Shuwu’s intention as a warrior (Part 1) [Qingyue]
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As the knife fell from his hand, his head rolled to the ground.
It bounced slightly when it hit the mud.
Until the moment when the body was separated, this head still maintained a part of madness and a part of fanaticism on its face. Its eyes were bright, filled with confidence in Bei Mo and hatred and disgust for Shen Tang and others. Shen Tang sucked in his palm and chopped. The knife on the head flew back automatically.
She wiped the blood off the knife with a handkerchief.
He didn't even give any extra looks: "The destiny is the highest. The saying 'Destiny is in the north' is somewhat true. But Kang State is also in the northwest continent. How could we know that the destiny should not be with Kang State? I accept your blessings alone, but The head must still be accepted."
Then, she glanced at the other prisoners who were scared like quails, clapped her hands and praised: "Your courage is commendable. I have always admired loyal and righteous people. In the face of life and death crises, you can defend the glory of your clan, and your spirit and behavior are excellent." Worthy of commendation.”
The group of prisoners recovered from their panic.
Then he fell into greater despair.
The tone of Shen Tang's words was strange. It didn't sound like he meant to let them go. He clearly had murderous intentions! Everyone cursed the person just now in their hearts! If there was a glimmer of hope at the beginning - Northwest It’s not as if all the countries have never accepted loyal Northern Desert prisoners, just to see if the price is enough - after being tortured by their pig teammates, they may not have a chance to survive.
He is strong and loyal, and has gained a good reputation, but other people's livelihood has been cut off! There is endless despair in the hearts of everyone.
Those who kowtow, those who beg for mercy, those who swear by oaths...
But there are also those who see clearly the current situation and know that they are doomed.
Since begging for mercy is a death, not begging for mercy is also a death, so why bother to be embarrassed? He closed his eyes in despair and waited for the death knife to fall on his neck. The farce finally came to an end with Shen Tang's falling gesture, and heads were everywhere on the ground. roll.
Each head followed the inertia and rolled several times on the ground.
Some stopped on their own, and some stopped after bumping their "neighbors'" heads. Pillars of blood spurted out from their necks as big as bowls, soaking the ground. The temperature is relatively low in this season, and warm blood spilled on the ground. The white mist dissipated.
Shen Tang raised the weapon in his hand.
Raise your arms and shout——
"The destiny is in the north, and I am the destiny!"
The next breath, the school grounds were drowned by a roaring sound like a tsunami.
Some soldiers shouted hoarsely in excitement. Shen Tang waited until the voices gradually stopped before continuing: "Tuocheng Jingguan, this will be the last time, because - there will be no so-called 'Northern Desert' in the future! There will only be Kangguo 'North State'!"
"Beizhou!"
"Beizhou!"
"Beizhou!"
Waves of louder sounds kept coming and going.
Morale soared, and the soldiers could not feel the coldness of the night wind at all. Not only were they not cold, they also began to sweat, as if there was a fire burning inside the body, exuding infinite heat from the inside out. This restlessness could only be achieved by shouting hoarsely. Roaring and shouting can be soothing. Until everyone stopped, the sky was still echoing with their responses, soaring into the sky with majestic momentum.
Shen Tang didn't even look at the nearly a hundred corpses lying on the ground.
She picked up a large bowl of wine, held it high to the soldiers, and said loudly and forcefully: "As evidenced by the national destiny of Kang State, I wish you all a prosperous military fortune and victory in this battle. In the far north of the vast sea, raise the altar again!"
It is said that the far north of the Northern Desert is covered with ice and snow all year round.
Visions of heaven and earth often occur here, and it is also the end of the world in many mythological stories. When Shen Tang's soldiers and horses fight here, it is self-evident what it means to build an altar to tell the world - she not only wants to win, but also fights to the end Bei Mo completely surrenders to her!
He didn't use a demagogic and passionate tone to stir up others' emotions, but simply said a few words lightly, which was enough to make people's blood boil. Even if Qishan is an evil plotter who is used to seeing big winds and waves, he has to admit one thing - the Lord seems to be born with it. His ability to "bewitch people" can make people's blood boil with just a few words.
It's simply worse than poisoning people.
"Army, let's go!"
Shen Tang transformed into military armor and got on the motorcycle.
Although the motorcycle is a snow-white mule, its body shape has changed drastically as Shen Tang's strength has advanced. Coupled with the full silver-white horse armor covering its whole body, it is nothing more than a silver-white heavy tank. Shen Tang is calm Driving this "chariot", the iron hooves moved forward gracefully. The heads on the path were shattered, and the flowers were colorful, red, white and red flowing all over the ground.
Before the main force of the army set off, the elite soldiers and horses supporting Gong Shuwu had quietly left the camp outside Tuocheng and went straight to the location of Gong Shuwu's soldiers and horses. Gong Shuwu was the one who knew Bei Mo best among the generals—— No matter how the northwest kingdoms change, the Gong family has focused on the Northern Desert for generations, and has also gained rich experience for this purpose, including but not limited to the living habits, combat methods, regional resources, and military tactics of various tribes and tribes in the Northern Desert. …
The talents of the military generals born in the Gong family are not top-notch, and fighting alone is not their strong point - even Gong Shuwu can only be considered above average. However, relying on the experience of several generations, the Gong family and Beimo He always performs well in combat, and is one of the rare cases where he can become a commander without prioritizing his personal combat power.
Gong Shuwu is a generation that connects the past and the future.
If it hadn't been for the changes in the Xin and Geng kingdoms, he would have supported the Gong family before Gong Cheng grew up, and then personally handed over the Gong family's burdens to his nephew when he had the ability to stand on his own.
Gong Shuwu also knew the responsibility he shouldered, so he did not dare to relax for so many years. Even the childhood enlightenment textbook was a record of the war with Bei Mo. The first time he picked up a gun taller than himself, he stabbed the one with Bei Mo written on it. The acupoint wooden man with the word "desert". His growth trajectory is full of content instilled in him by his elders.
The Gong family was born to fight against the Northern Desert. One day, Gong Shuwu will also be buried in the land where his ancestors shed their blood.
Gong Shuwu was taught to face death at the age of six.
[Death is not terrible. Men of the Gong family will only die on the battlefield in the Northern Desert, and here are our ancestors for generations. Death is just a matter of meeting them. You will be afraid of strange ghosts, but will you be afraid of your ancestors who regard you as proud? They are all here.]
Gong Shuwu suddenly opened his eyes.
At the same time, he collected his power and calmed down the inexplicably turbulent Dan Mansion.
He was just adjusting his state, allowing his body to form a large and small cycle with the energy of heaven and earth. The agitation in the Dan Mansion would naturally affect the laws of the energy of heaven and earth. This change was enough to alarm Lu Ji who was not far away, and Lu Ji returned from his inspection:
"Is it in your way, general?"
Disruptions in Qigong practice are common.
But it usually happens to beginners.
For someone as experienced as Gong Shuwu, martial energy has formed an inertia. Even if it is not deliberately guided, it will follow the established route at a slow speed and there is basically no possibility of an accident. Once it occurs, it means that the warrior himself is mentally disturbed.
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Lu Ji's concern reminded Gong Shuwu of the accident just now.
But he was not going to say more: "It's nothing, no problem... I just can't concentrate on practicing outside, and always think about things that I don't have. Looking at the sky now, the army is almost resting. Let's set off, we should be able to catch up with the ambush...
…”
Gong Shuwu is completely accustomed to his current status and rarely thinks of the past, let alone the advice of his elders.
Suddenly appeared today——
He had a vague premonition in his heart.
The courageous warriors and the literary scholars all have strong premonitions, some of which are good, and some of which are bad. This does not seem to be a good sign in front of Gong Shuwu. He turned over on his horse with an expression as usual and raised his hand.
With a flick of his eyes, a mask appeared, covering a face with no emotion.
Going to the battlefield means putting life and death aside.
Regardless of whether the omen is good or not, we still have to fight the battle that needs to be fought.
He tightened the reins of his war horse.
Qingqing: "Drive!"
According to the intelligence of the last enemy group they ambush, a batch of food and grass will arrive at the Northern Desert camp soon. The troops in the Northern Desert have been assembled in a hurry, and the food and grass are not fully in place. If this batch of food and grass can be destroyed, it will undoubtedly be a blow to the North Desert.
A huge blow to military morale.
When Gong Shuwu intercepted the information, he sent scouts to investigate.
The enemy's troops and horses are average.
Judging from this, the people who supervise the food supply should not be too outstanding - because the resources in the Northern Desert are limited, the population that can be fed is naturally not large. In order to maintain combat power, all ethnic groups in the Northern Desert, young and old, men and women, can go to the battlefield and are very good at it.
"Be careful with your budget".
If the generals in charge of food are strong, they will be assigned fewer troops, and vice versa. Judging from the amount of food and supplies and the number of soldiers and horses, the strength of the generals in charge will most likely not exceed that of the seventh-level public officials. Even if there is an error,
Also within two ranks.
Use your own troops to intercept and kill, and you will be safe.
Gong Shuwu kept thinking about intelligence analysis in his mind.
I laughed at myself in my heart, "How can there be any absolutes in this world?"
At this time, he inadvertently looked up and saw a moon with a faint blood light. When he looked carefully, the hazy moonlight returned to its normal color. Was he being blinded? Inexplicable uneasiness spread in Gong Shuwu's heart, like countless venomous snakes.
crawl.
"Zhi Zong."
He called out to Lu Ji.
Lu Ji was one of the first batch of female military generals capable of training, and Gong Shuwu had been deeply involved in military training for many years. They had a lot of contact with each other. He and Lu Ji could be regarded as half masters and half apprentices. This would not affect the morale of the army, so he lowered his voice and said, "Wait a while."
When fighting with the enemy, you should pay more attention. If something goes wrong, lead your troops to retreat as soon as possible..."
"Is the information false?"
Lu Ji glanced at his current location.
The scouts sent back intelligence that they were not far from the enemy.
When retreating at this time, the morale of the troops is minimally shaken, as they are afraid that the enemy will react and take advantage of their retreat to pursue and attack.
Gong Shuwu shook his head slightly: "No, it's intuition."
Lu Jidao: "It's hard to get off the tiger now."
Changing the battle plan temporarily is a taboo on the march.
There must always be a reasonable explanation.
The excuse of intuition is obviously not strong enough.
Because Gong Shuwu could not prove whether this intuition was true or false, Lu Ji believed that he would not talk nonsense about it, but he should not open this mouth randomly. If there are generals who are timid and strong, they can also use intuition as a reason to temporarily withdraw their troops.
A fart fight?
She looked around, alert.
He said: "General, please don't worry."
If the intelligence is wrong and the enemy sets up an ambush, she will not let them get benefits: "Send the order, the whole army is on alert!"
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The temperature here in Wenzhou is so great that even the 220g thick velvet leggings cannot hold it, so I ordered a thermal vest overnight. It has been raining for the past two days, and I had to brave the wind and rain to check in in the afternoon. Alas, I got cold and had a stomachache.
After two days of fussing, I felt like I was going to collapse. I had to run to the toilet after typing hundreds of words, and even the montmorillonite powder didn't work.
Who believes it was still 21℃ here a few days ago?
PS: The number of words in this chapter is a bit short, I need to think about how to issue the knife.
