During the whole night, Wang Biao tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He was both disappointed and was about to leave the army, and the joy of Jishou getting a good new job. What's important is that this job is closely related to the army.

Wang Biao knew that they were not asleep either. Some were like him, rumbling around like salted fish on the bed, while others were motionless, but the breathing sounds exposed the fact that they were very awake.

Although everyone seemed to care less during the day, and even looked very happy to be back to their hometown, in the darkness, they all appeared in their true colors.

I don't know if anyone is wiping his tears secretly.

It seemed that he had just fallen asleep, and a rooster crow came from somewhere. The sound of the rooster crow was accompanied by the loud military horns in the military camp. After a while, all ten people in the room got up from the bed with a loud noise.

But then, one of them sighed and then fell back to the bed.

Today, they don't have to fuck.

Wang Biao looked at the package in the head of the bunk bed, which contained the sword of the armor that had followed him for many years. After untiing the bag, he gently stroked the armor. The armor was not flat, and there were many traces on it. It was the mark left after being hit countless times on the battlefield and was repaired.

He picked up his helmet, and there was a clear small hole on it, which was shot by a crossbow arrow, which was the closest time Wang Biao had to die.

Put on the helmet, and then Wang Biao began to put on the slightly old armor piece by piece.

"Brother Biao, we don't have to fuck today!" said a big man with a beard beside Wang Biao.

"No, we are going to have sex!" Wang Biao sat beside the bed, tied his leg armor hard, and looked at the big man and said, "Brother, we have not retired yet. So far? We are still soldiers."

The ten people in the room were stunned for a moment. Then, one after another, they opened the packages on their own beds silently, revealing the armor inside. They armed themselves at the fastest speed.

Wang Biao opened the door and turned around and smiled at everyone and said, "Brothers, today is our last training session? Don't let those little guys underestimate it, take out your spirits."

"Wansheng!" The nine people in the room roared together.

Wang Biao took the lead? Ten people lined up in a single row, trotted out of the dormitory, and headed towards the school grounds.

The door of another retired soldier's dormitory opened, and ten people came out in a row.

One after another, one hundred and five soldiers who were about to retire this time were dressed in neatly-equipped armor and gathered into a square formation and appeared on the school ground. They began to do their work on time as long as they did not fight in the military camp.

On the school ground, there were already many square formations running amid the officer's orders. When they saw such a special square formation appear, they all turned to look at them in surprise. Their eyes were full of confusion and doubt. This distraction? Their square formation inevitably became chaotic.

"Brothers, do you want to compete?" Wang Biao shouted with a laugh: "Look at how the veterans are fucking!"

Veterans hate fucking the most? They would rather fight.

The same is true for Wang Biao.

Even if he had strict military discipline in the past, he could find excuses for taking leave in a variety of ways.

But today? He cherishes it very much.

The same is true of the veterans behind him.

In contrast to them? In the queue of active-duty soldiers, many people seemed depressed and a little listless. The veterans seemed to see their own shadows in these people.

"Tang Dynasty, thousands of victories!" One hundred and five people, thunderous roars echoed on the school ground, and the sound of uniform footsteps hit everyone's hearts with a loud bang.

"Tang Dynasty, Wan Sheng!" One square after another began to respond. The listless guys were excited at this moment as if they were slaughtered.

The lights were on in Luo Zhenhan's room, and a burly figure stood in front of the window, looking at the school ground with his hands behind his back, with a satisfied smile on his face. However, the owner of this room, Luo Zhenhan, now stood behind him like a quail.

This person was Shi Zhuang, the general of the Right Guard, and was also the highest commander of the Second Corps to be formed in the future. He was wearing military uniforms, and there was a bit of blood on his armor, with a strong smell of blood on his body.

"This is the soldiers of our Tang Dynasty, what a good soldier!" Shi Zhuang turned around and looked at Luo Zhenhan and smiled: "Your soldiers are well-trained. Although these people are no longer active-duty soldiers after today, as long as they have this aura, they can do something no matter where they go."

"General, why should we lay off the troops?" Luo Zhenhan was a little confused. "We are on the front line, and these veterans are all treasures."

"The trend is going." Shi Zhuang smiled faintly: "Besides, how can the jumping clowns opposite us be able to fight? These people can play a greater role when they return to the local area. The grassroots level of the Tang Dynasty need these people to strengthen now."

Luo Zhenhan didn't quite understand the ideas of the senior management, but as a soldier, obeying orders was a duty. Shi Zhuang didn't say much, and he didn't ask any more questions.

The door sounded softly, and two soldiers carried a large bucket of water in and placed it in the middle of the room.

"General, please clean it!" Luo Zhenhan said.

"Yes, I will preside over their retirement ceremony later. Although they don't care, I can appear in front of them in the best condition." Shi Zhuang nodded. As he spoke, he walked to the edge of the wooden barrel, spread his arms, and Luo Zhenhan quickly stepped forward to remove his helmet and remove his armor for Shi Zhuang.

The news that Shi Zhuang was about to come to Jishou was made by him deliberately. He only brought five hundred personal soldiers and light cavalry to Jishou, which was an unforgivable temptation for the Ding family entrenched in western Hunan.

The Su Tang army usually stayed in the heavily guarded traffic roads, and in the towns, they had no idea how to attack such places. If they wanted to attack such places, they would kill themselves with their equipment. But Shi Zhuang's arrogance still angered them, so a plan for attacking Shi Zhuang's trip was naturally released.

The attack was chaired by Ding's general Sun Debin.

A total of more than 10,000 troops gathered from the headquarters and the troops from several local tribes. A large trap was set up on the border between Jishou and Huayuan, waiting for Shi Zhuang to jump in.

Ten thousand people, for five hundred people, seemed to be killing chickens with a ox knife. But for Sun Debin, it was not an exaggeration at all. He knew very well that there were actually only five hundred people around Shi Zhuang, but since Shi Zhuang dared to leak his whereabouts, he would inevitably make arrangements.

After many years of confrontation with Shi Zhuang, how could this most terrifying opponent in Sun Debin’s life reveal such a big flaw?

To put it bluntly, this is a provocation.

Shi Zhuang just told Ding Sheng and Sun Debin clearly that I was coming, you can do it.

Go or not?

If you don’t go, your morale is already low and your livelihood is getting increasingly difficult, your rule in western Hunan will be even more shaky. Go, it is obvious that it will be a fierce battle.

After repeated consideration, I finally decided to go.

Sun Debin handed over the task of siegeing and killing Shi Zhuang to the tribe leaders, and took the burden of blocking the reinforcements of the Tang army around him on his shoulders.

This is not that Sun Debin is loyal enough and talks about the overall situation, but that he is very clear that the leaders of the leaders faced the large-scale Tang army, and the result may only be that they will collapse at once, so they can only complete such a task by themselves. And the tribe of nearly 3,000 soldiers and horses cut 500 people, and these people will definitely be happy.

Sun Debin didn't care whether it was successful or not. He just hoped that he could get a draw this time, so he was very satisfied. He hoped to use this battle to show to the western part of Xiangxi that he could still fight and was good at fighting. Who would think that he would bet on Tang Jun now, and one day he would have to settle the score in the autumn.

Facts have proved that Sun Debin's judgment was extremely accurate.

The only thing he did not make a judgment was that the team of the leaders of this tribe was even worse than he thought. Three thousand people set up an encirclement, but was defeated by Shi Zhuang and five hundred personal soldiers. From the battle to the collapse, it lasted for less than half an hour and failed on the entire line.

And Sun Debin's headquarters also collided with the troops arranged by Shi Zhuang in advance, just as he had expected.

This time, the Tang army that fought with him was obviously different from the Tang army in terms of equipment and tactics. When he knew that the tribe's troops failed to intercept Shi Zhuang, Sun Debin wanted to use the terrain to escape contact with the Tang army, he was shocked to find that he could not get rid of the Tang army's pursuit.

This army is the mountain combat force that Shi Zhuang has been conducting special training since last year. This selected mountain combat force has a small number of people, only 3,000 people, but with its excellent equipment, strong body, and skillful mountain combat skills, it has entrapped Sun Debin.

This made Sun Debin feel extremely frightened.

He knew very well that if he could not get rid of it quickly, the Tang army from other places would soon pounce from all directions like a cat that smelled fishy. At that time, it would be his own doomsday.

"Next, you are busy." Shi Zhuang, who was soaking in the bathtub, said: "Tomorrow, your entire army will gather to participate in the battle to encircle and suppress Sun Debin's army. Later, those broken guys will become small bandits, and the task of suppressing bandits will be heavier."

Luo Zhenhan smiled and said, "It's not a piece of cake to deal with these guys. Just rest as the general, just don't worry. If Sun Debin can be dealt with this time, Ding Shengke will have a broken arm. Now this guy has to use many generals, and Sun Debin is the number one person."
Chapter completed!