The real battlefield is obviously much more complicated than the previous Taiping Religion siege.

This time there was no trainer. Chen Mo appeared on the battlefield as a soldier. He was an archer. In terms of safety, Chen Mo felt that it was much safer than the sword, shield and spearmen charging at the front.

However, this place is much harsher than the battlefields he has experienced before. Anyone who refuses to advance despite being encouraged or refuses to retreat will be immediately beheaded!

Inside, a depressing and suffocating atmosphere surged in. Even though he was in a dream, Chen Mo could actually feel the oppressive feeling that made people breathless.

"Archer, eighty steps in front of the target, prepare!"

A roar like thunder rang in his ears, and Chen Mo felt like half of his head was dazed.

Wow~

Crunch~

The long bows were fully drawn under the strength of the archers. Chen Mo also quickly drew the long bow in his hand. If this kind of bow was placed outside, he would not be able to pull it. But now, after adjusting it in the dream, Chen Mo

Can be pulled apart easily.

There was no target, only an empty distance of eighty steps in front of him. Chen Mo made a silent calculation in his mind and slightly adjusted the angle of the longbow. He didn't know what the meaning of this was. Can he hit someone?

A general stood on horseback, his eyes cold and ferocious, like a wild beast ready to attack at any time. Chen Mo could not see the situation on the battlefield ahead, and could only passively wait for orders.

"Let go!" The general raised the sword in his hand high, and then slashed it down.

"Buzz~"

I don't know how many bow strings sounded at the same time, and the buzzing sound produced was annoying. Cold arrows flew up from the ground. In Chen Mo's shocked eyes, countless arrows intertwined into a dense rain of arrows in the air.

At the same time, Chen Mo also saw a formation of arrows rising from the opposite side, raining down with a scream of death.

"Puff puff puff~"

Ice-cold arrow clusters continued to fall into the formation in front, and the swordsmen and shield bearers held their shields. From time to time, people fell to the ground, but no one ran around. It seemed that the death of their companions did not bring fear to them.

Chen Mo remembered that when the Taiping Sect was attacking the city, on the first day the city defenders only released a row of sharp arrows, causing tens of thousands of people to panic. But now, under the cover of such a large arrow array, no one was able to waver.

Is there really such an army in the world?

Chen Mo stared at this scene blankly, a little unbelievable.

"Archers, move forward twenty steps and fire your bow!" The general sat on horseback and watched the enemy formation. There were arrow towers around, and people on them were holding flags and waving them constantly.

Chen Mo was a little confused, how could orders be conveyed quickly on such a large battlefield? But at the moment, he obviously couldn't think too much. The phalanx of archers had already begun to move forward. He was among them and had to follow the formation closely.

"stop!"

Twenty steps later, the general shouted angrily again, and then an archer quickly bent his bow and set an arrow. Chen Mo also drew his long bow. But the next moment, Chen Mo looked at the overwhelming crowd of people who were pouring down towards this side.

The arrow formation had already forgotten in his mind that this was a dream battlefield, and the cat almost instinctively lowered his head to avoid it.

"Be bold!"

There was a voice in his ears, which was the last sentence Chen Mo heard in this dream. A cold arrow shot through his head, and his consciousness disappeared immediately.

…

The surroundings were completely white again, and Chen Mo looked around with some fear. Although there was no punishment, the feeling of death in that military formation was not pleasant.

"The first battlefield simulation failed. The host has ten minutes to rest. After ten minutes, the second battlefield simulation will begin."

The cold voice of the system god came to his ears. What is ten minutes? Chen Mo didn't know, it sounded about the same as an hour. At this moment, Chen Mo felt a little regretful about choosing this battlefield survival technique. The experience of death, even in a dream,

Still not very good.

Soon, the second dream battlefield simulation began. Compared with the first time, Chen Mo was much more stable this time, but this time, he was no longer an archer, but a sword and shield player holding a spear.

Standing in his own square formation, the battle formations of the two sides quickly came into contact. Chen Mo imitated others and kept thrusting out the spear in his hand. Although he had never learned a spear, he had some attainments in stick skills.

, I thought it could be easily mastered, but when I actually fought, I discovered that when I hold a spear more than two feet long in my hand, the tip of the spear will keep vibrating. It is difficult to accurately hit the target. If you are not careful, you will be stabbed.

Zhongpao Ze.

This is not a perfect experience, battlefield survival skills, but on a real battlefield, it is impossible for you to run around like the previous Taiping Sect battlefield. Chen Mo now finally understands why Zhang Kai is so disdainful of the Taiping Sect. Such a military formation,

I'm afraid that a thousand people can easily defeat an army like the Taiping Religion, right?

The spearman's experience didn't last long. During the melee, he charged too hard and broke away from the unit. He was killed by the enemies that surged up from all around.

Battlefield survival obviously does not mean that you can escape for your life, but that you know how to cooperate with friendly forces to kill the enemy while ensuring that you do not die. This is Chen Mo's realization after experiencing ten battlefield simulations, but Rao understands this truth.

, it is not easy to survive on such a brutal and bloody battlefield, especially for a person like him who has no other abilities except a bow and arrow.

However, Chen Mo gradually understood some of the rules on the battlefield after being killed several times by various generals. On the battlefield, both advance and retreat must obey orders. There are many kinds of orders, such as drums, trumpets, golden sounds, and so on.

There are flags issued by the flag officers on the arrow towers. Of course, flags are for generals to see. The most important thing for soldiers like them is to obey the orders of generals.

A war is not simply a battle between two armies. It involves complex command and a competition between the generals of the two armies. Chen Mo, who was in it, could not understand everything, but he had a vague feeling.

In the dream, Chen Mo didn't know how many times he had died. He only knew that after he was lucky enough to survive a certain war, when the system god announced that the simulation training was over, Chen Mo felt like he was exhausted.

"Huh~"

On the bed, Chen Mohuo sat up, his face a little pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Is the young master okay?" Juan'er was obviously relieved when she saw Chen Mo wake up. She quickly handed over a wet wipe for Chen Mo to wipe his sweat. When she came in just now, she saw Chen Mo's face turned pale and he was sweating coldly. She was really frightened.

She jumped, ignored her calls, and got no response from her pushing. If Chen Mo hadn't woken up, she would have wanted to call the doctor.

"It's okay, I just dreamed of something." Chen Mo shook his head, his face still a little pale. Anyone who has experienced hundreds of wars in a row and died hundreds of times will never feel good.

"My servant is here to help you change your clothes." Juan'er felt that the look in Chen Mo's eyes was a bit scary and she didn't dare to look at Chen Mo's eyes, so she just lowered her eyebrows and said.
Chapter completed!