Flesh and blood spattered, the crystal clear ice peaks were dyed red with blood, and the screams drowned out the cries of killing.
This is war, cruel and bloody, and all victories are built with piles of bones.
When Feng Qingchen saw this scene, his eyes became firmer, the speed of his hands increased, and the drum beat became more rapid...
This is a real battle, either you die or I live!
"Kill, kill!"
"Aww...aoww..."
The cry of killing and the howling of wolves sounded at the same time. Feng Qingchen's private soldiers were furious and their movements became faster and faster. Fortunately, they did not get too happy and lost their minds.
They knew very well that this was Beiling's first attack, and it was normal for them to be repulsed. As the defensive side, they would always take advantage, and the attacking side would always suffer more. So many people died in the first wave.
In their hands, it's considered normal.
Next, every battle will be extremely difficult. You must know that there are 100,000 troops in Beiling. When the time comes, they will fill them with corpses or dig out the battle tunnels.
Kill one more now and they will be less stressed later.
"Dong dong dong..." The war drums shook the sky, and Feng Qingchen's hands were sore, but she did not stop and kept beating the drums.
When the drum beats, her soldiers know that she is with them. No matter how many dangers lie ahead, they are together!
At this moment, the person who kills the enemy on the battlefield is great; at this moment, Feng Qingchen, standing in front of the war drum and beating the war drum, is great.
This was their first official battle. They were not timid or afraid of Beiling's army, which was brave and skilled and was a thousand times more numerous than themselves.
"Dong dong dong..." The drum sound gradually died down. Beiling's first attack ended in failure. Beiling did not continue, but stopped to adjust its strategy.
"We won, we won, we won." The soldiers had blood on their faces, but their eyes were bright, they were happy, they cheered...
They pushed back the Beiling soldiers, although only partially, but this was their first victory in battle.
"Well done to you!" The generals praised him without hesitation, and Feng Qingchen was also very satisfied.
This is a group of new recruits who have never seen blood, but they are no worse than the veterans. They are even more fearless than the veterans in Beiling.
The ignorant are fearless. They have not seen the cruelty of war, and they have the courage to rush forward.
"Clean up the battlefield and help the wounded soldiers down." After the soldiers were happy, they began to issue orders.
Although it was their first time on the battlefield, they had practiced it countless times before, and these procedures had been engraved in their bones. They knew how to do it with their eyes closed.
"Yes." After winning the battle, all the soldiers looked happy and full of energy.
Feng Qingchen knew that Beiling would not launch a second attack for the time being, so he handed the war drum to the drummer on the side, turned around and walked towards the wounded barracks.
"Don't do everything yourself." Uncle Nine Emperors knew Feng Qingchen's temperament and was afraid that she would show off her strength, so he warned her first.
"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion and can distinguish priorities." There are many military doctors in the wounded barracks. Although their medical skills are not very good, they can still deal with simple trauma.
With the medicine she had prepared in advance, as long as the injury was not fatal, it would not be life-threatening.
When Feng Qingchen arrived at the wounded barracks, the wounded barracks was crowded with people. A few military doctors were not enough. Some soldiers with minor injuries came forward to get medicine by themselves, and then bandaged each other with their companions.
"You trained these people very well." Even the Nine Emperors Uncle had to admit it. This was the most orderly wounded soldier camp he had ever seen, and it was also the quietest wounded soldier camp he had ever seen.
The wounded soldier lay on the thick blanket, his eyes a little empty. When he saw Feng Qingchen walking in, he gradually became more energetic. The elder sister called out one sentence after another, and Feng Qingchen checked one by one to make sure that there was no injured person who needed her to take action.
Then he planned to leave.
Before leaving, Feng Qingchen solemnly said to everyone: "You are heroes on the battlefield. Take good care of your injuries. After you recover from your injuries, there will be more important tasks for you."
"Yes." The wounded soldiers were excited. One wounded soldier with a broken hand asked Feng Qingchen carefully: "Sister, is this okay for me?"
He was afraid, afraid that because he could no longer go to the battlefield to kill people, he would be kicked out. Because Feng Qingchen had passed away, she did not care for idlers.
"Of course. Each of you is extremely useful to me. When your injuries are healed, I will make arrangements for you one by one." Feng Qingchen saw these wounded soldiers and thought about how to build a farm.
thing.
In addition to these wounded soldiers, Dongling also has many veterans who retired due to disability. Her father's old troops, like her father's old troops, found a way to survive one by one under Jin Ling's arrangement. There is no doubt about their loyalty to her.
When she walked out of the wounded barracks, Feng Qingchen had a smile on her face. She already knew how to arrange these people, and she could also give these soldiers who were disabled due to injuries a way to survive.
Feng Qingchen's eyebrows moved, and Uncle Nine Emperors knew what she was going to do: "Want to help them again?"
"It's not about helping them, it's about helping each other. They need a chance, and I need manpower." Only these disabled people can be used by her as she pleases without worrying about the emperor's questioning.
Even though he was so cold-blooded and rational, he still couldn't let go of these people, otherwise he wouldn't always think of those disabled soldiers and arrange for them first whenever there was an opportunity.
But that's fine. It's a good thing for everyone that these disabled soldiers have a place to stay.
Beiling's army failed in two consecutive attacks. It was inevitable that they were a little impatient. The general who led the army was so angry that he almost killed someone.
"We lost five thousand people in just one day. Who can tell me why?" General Beiling yelled at his subordinates, and those who were yelled at all lowered their heads.
In the past, they would not have believed that they would suffer such serious losses, but after losing two battles in a row, they no longer dared to guarantee that they could capture the Fengli clan in a short time.
"General, I am willing to lead ten thousand people to attack again, and I vow to capture the Fengli clan." The deputy general stepped forward and asked for orders.
It's good that they brought 100,000 people, but it's impossible for these 100,000 people to arrive at the same time. When the vanguard launched the attack, the people behind were still on the way, and even if they all arrived, they couldn't have 100,000 people to attack at once.
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The snow-capped mountains there can't accommodate so many people. When the time comes, it won't be a war, but a crowd.
"Ten thousand people, are you sure you can rush over? The sacrifice of my men in Beiling cannot be in vain." The general of Beiling stared at the deputy general with burning eyes. The deputy general hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "The opponent has less than ten thousand people, I will bring ten thousand
There is more than enough time for people to rush forward."
Lan Jingyang did not know that Feng Liyou secretly hid eight thousand soldiers, so the information he reported to Beiling was wrong.
"Okay, in half an hour, you lead 10,000 people to attack. If it fails, you don't have to come back to see me." It's not that General Beiling is harsh, but that they urgently need a victory to prove that Beiling soldiers
The bravery of the people, and the incompetence of the descendants of the Fengli clan.
"Yes." The deputy general couldn't get off the tiger, so he could only respond with his scalp.
General Beiling didn't mean to make things difficult for others. After the order was issued, he discussed the battle plan with everyone and sent the deputy generals to fight a quarter of an hour later.
Beiling's lieutenants came out of the commander's camp one by one. Master Doudou and another old monster who were hiding in the dark secretly thought that the opportunity had come!