Tens of thousands of soldiers stood up in awe. In front of them, this inconspicuous mountain bag with snow-covered and exposed the withered grass below. If no one had any advice, who would have thought that the bones of the tens of thousands of troops of the Great Zhao that year were buried below were buried. Basket, Sei, Shu, Ba, and the sacrifice was approaching. Zhao Xilie, Li Mingjun and other former generals of Great Zhao all carried a stone tablet. The base had been erected in front of the mountain bag, and several people installed the stone tablet. Cao Tianci, on the side, walked over with a tray in his hands. Gao Yuan reached out and picked up his pen, dipped it in cinnabar, and turned around to walk before the stone tablet.

"Heroic Spirits Forever"

Four big words appeared on the stone tablet, and high-altitude pen was thrown on the ground, and their eyes swept the square formations that extended to the distance one after another. "Don't forget the past, the army of later generations, 80,000 heroes, are buried here forever. Today, the enemy is here again. Let us answer them with the swords and guns in our hands. Changping is the place where heroes and martyrs can sleep, and it can also be the place where the enemy is buried. What do you do?"

With a choking sound, Gao Yuan pulled out the sword from his waist and threw it heavily on the ground in front of him.

"Kill" Zhao Xilie, Li Mingjun and other generals drew their swords and shouted.

Behind them, one square after another roared in unison, and the sound of killing came one after another, extending far away. Nothing could make people feel more thrilled than this. In front of tens of thousands of comrades who died unjustly, no one could be calm.

Feeling the atmosphere higher than the moment, Gao Yuan nodded slightly and stepped aside. Zhao Xilie and other senior generals strode forward, holding a knife in their right hand and banging the blade in their left hand. A few drops of blood fell and penetrated to the ground instantly.

The generals retreated aside, and the soldiers from a square array in the front moved forward one by one, each of them pulled their knives and dripped their blood in front of this huge grave.

Rows of forwards and rows of departures, the blood in front of the hill soon gathered in a trickle of streams. Cao Tianci's eyes lit up, and he looked up at the Zhao army who had already gone far ahead, and then looked at the Zhao army who were still in front of the grave with serious expressions and swearing blood. He was so full of morale. At this moment, I am afraid that even if the Han army stood in front of these people, I would not be able to ask for help. The king was a clever one, a simple thing. This made these Xi Zhao army, which had not outstanding combat power, step onto a big step in the blink of an eye.

What is the most important thing about combat effectiveness is not equipment or number of people, but the former Xi Zhao army was a soulless army. They were more of the army to serve in the army for the sake of eating. The concept of defending their country was probably no longer there in their minds. However, the blood and bones of their comrades are most likely to make these people empathize and arouse their anger.

And anger is strength.

Jiang Fu was just an ordinary soldier in the Zhao army. He joined the army, just as Cao Tianci thought, not to defend his country, but to avoid starving to death. After the Handan Incident, Jinyang County became the capital of Xi Zhao. However, the people of Jinyang County did not live a better life because of this, and their lives were even worse, because they not only had to bear all the taxes from the Xi Zhao government, but also had to deal with various requirements of Qin. They might be charged with all kinds of strange and harsh taxes at any time.

Jiang Fu could only come to join the army. When he came to join the army, he could eat enough, and by the way it could reduce the burden on the family. Of course, although the military salary was small, he could also pay a little to supplement the family.

In the past two years, he almost forgot that he had an older brother, because his biggest thought was to fill his stomach, but today, standing in front of that small hill and listening to the deafening shouts of killing, he finally remembered that he had an older brother named Jiang Tao. His brother died in Changping, and his remains were in the cold land in front of him.

He held the spear in his hand tightly, and his palm felt a little painful. It was the wound that cut through the blood when his palm dripped. He raised his head and saw Qin Jun approaching him. His eyes slowly turned red, and the spear in his hand tighter.

"Brother, I'll avenge you today." He said to himself in his heart.

His eyes were staring at the face of Qin army who had become clearer in front of him, but his ears were raised and listening to the orders that the commander behind him was about to be issued.

The drum sounded dong dong.

"Forward" the commander roared hoarsely. In fact, the voices of everyone in the entire army were almost hoarse. It was what everyone yelled at the festival yesterday.

The sound of "kill" is not loud, but in Jiang Fu's ears, the hoarse roar was filled with a stronger murderous intent and hatred.

After yesterday's festival, he unexpectedly learned that seven people in his team had the same experience as him, and their relatives were buried under that small landfill.

Think about it, at least half of General Zhao’s troops came from Jinyang and Shanggu.

With his footsteps, the team ahead had already walked about ten steps away. Their team followed. Jiang Fu extended his spear diagonally upwards, trying his best to keep the queue between him and his companions neatly.

The sound of war drums behind him was still ringing, but Jiang Fu's ears were only listening to the small drum beats of the crabs on the far left side of the queue. One drum beat is the one step, and you must not step by step. The drum beats are constantly and the pace is constantly. The crab is the captain of their team, and his son is buried in that huge grave. This year, the crab, which has passed forty this year, is the oldest and most domineering person in their team. He usually relies on his good posture, bullies them a lot, and snatches their things. Usually, Jiang Fu hates him the most, but today, Jiang Fu has no hatred at all. No wonder the crab behaves erratic. His only son died and his wife died. He became a lonely man to join the army. However, in the past, the enemy was in front of him, but he had no ability to take revenge. Sometimes he had to smile in front of them, allowing them to bully, and his personality was inevitably distorted.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fu turned his head and looked at the crab. The stiff face, which had no expression at all, shone brightly today. His eyes were wide open, and he was carrying an axe on his back. It was Jiang Fu Pingsu's weapon. The axe weighed twenty kilograms, and only a person with the physique of crab could turn it.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the roar of linoleum instantly covered the sound of drum beats. Jiang Fu looked up and saw that the whole sky was covered, and both sides began to suppress each other's feather-shooting arrows.

"Rise the gun and shake" the chief's voice sounded again.

The spear was raised up with a slanted upright, and Jiang Fu tried his best to hang out in his hand, with a constant sound of clamor. He knew that he must not be lazy at this time. If he was careless, he would end up being shot. They did not have the iron armor of the Qin army. However, they heard that the armor of the Han army was better than that of the Qin army. He heard that a large amount of military supplies were being transported from the Han country to here. Perhaps after this battle, he could wear decent armor, so the chance of survival was much higher.

The feather arrows fell down and fell beside Jiang Fu. The sound of a thumping thumping fell to the ground came from beside him. Jiang Fu turned his head slightly and saw that Xiao Wu who had been walking beside him had fallen down. A leaking feather arrow was exactly inserted into his heart, and the gods were no longer saved.

"Don't be distracted, go forward, go forward." The roar of the crab came from his ears. Jiang Fu couldn't help but turn his head to look at him. A feather arrow was inserted on the crab's back.

"Captain, you're hit by an arrow." Jiao Ting forward with the crab's drum beat, but shouted in his mouth.

"I don't know if you hit the arrow or not, so I will go forward, move forward, approach them, and kill them all." The crab roared.

The captain was such a good man. Jiang Fu said in his heart, but he ignored the position of the crab's arrow and did not shed blood. What he didn't know was that the axe on the crab's back saved his life. The arrow he leaked happened to pass through his axe handle. The arrow was inserted on the axe handle and did not penetrate into the flesh.

The team began to become sparse, and people fell from time to time. Jiang Fu felt his heart beating faster and faster. There were only five people left in the team walking in front of him.

"Team 2 comes forward and make up for it." The roar of an officer came from behind. The two teams merged in one front. The rain of arrows in the air suddenly stopped. Jiang Fu looked up and finally saw the form in front of him. They were only about ten steps apart at most. When he looked up, he saw that the Qin army was also filling the manpower from the back team. It seemed that the opponent had not gained much benefit from the attack just now, even if their armor was better than the one on his side.

The roar of the chief behind him came.

The crab roared, pulled off the small drum hanging around his waist, pulled out the axe with his back hand, clasped his hands tightly, rushed forward, "Jiang Fu, follow me," he shouted.

"Captain, I'm here." Jiang Fu did not follow him, but instead took a step forward and stood beside the crab.

The two infantry teams collided with one place, and the shouts of killing were gone. There were only the sound of weapons fighting and the sound of swords and guns entering the flesh.

Jiang Fu killed someone for the first time. His spear penetrated into the stomach of a Qin soldier. At that time, the Qin soldier was pulling the spear out of a Zhao soldier's belly. Jiang Fu rushed up and shot him. When he pulled out the spear, the other party's blood spurted out along the gun's rod and rushed to him. Jiang Fu was relatively short, which made him take a lot of advantage in the melee. The crab beside him was too fierce, which attracted the attention of most Qin soldiers.

The crab's axe had only one action, which was to chop. One axe was to go down, not to make the head into two pieces, but to split the opponent's shoulder straps and hips. Every time he killed someone, he was thrilling. His body was covered with blood and white things.

"Captain, you are injured." During this busy schedule, Jiang Fu saw a hole in the crab's leather armor, and blood was pouring out from where.

"I don't know if you are hurt by your mother." The crab is as strong and domineering as before. To be continued. ~Search the basket and read the following chapters in full text
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