Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 47

Jingping Village, in front of Zhonglie Hall.

This is a school yard in the village, surrounded by houses, forming a half arc on the left and right, because when planning, the upper and lower widths are not large, and it can be summed up as an oval school yard that can accommodate more than a thousand soldiers and horses.

The school grounds look very simple, but very spacious, and at this moment on the school grounds, the darkness of the night is shrouded, and there are torches erected around them. face.

On the school grounds, including Mu Jing, a total of 180 seven teenagers gathered here.

All of them are wearing ordinary grass armor, and there are some burly teenagers wearing iron armor. The weapons are all iron spears weighing more than fifteen catties, and many of them carry bows and arrows on their backs. This can be regarded as elite equipment. .

There were about 200 people in the youth battalion in the past, and it was the second battle order ranked by Mushroom Mountain. However, when attacking Zhu's mansion, even if they faced some old and weak women and children, they suffered a lot after all. They are not as strong as young and strong in terms of physique, combat effectiveness, and adaptability on the battlefield, so many people died.

This is also why Mujing has been unwilling to allow them to go to the battlefield.

Teenagers are the future flowers of the motherland, and it is a crime to destroy them in advance.

If he hadn't been driven to a desperate situation, Mujing would never allow anyone to consume their future strength, which is their hope for future growth, but now the situation has pushed him to a desperate situation, and he will fight to the death.

He has already clearly realized that in this world, killing is the only way to become king. Kindness cannot accomplish great things, and soft-heartedness cannot accomplish great things. Killing is the only criterion for survival, so he must be ruthless.

Among the 180 seven teenagers, the oldest one is only about 15 years old, and there are very few teenagers who are 15 years old, because as long as they are about 15 years old, and those who are over 15 years old are already known as the ranks of young adults. Among the tense combat forces in Jingping Village, those who meet the age and physical requirements have basically been asked by Mushan to join the combat sequence, not their reserve army sequence.

Among these teenagers, the youngest is only about ten years old. Ten years old is a watershed line. Boys under ten years old do not have combat capabilities. The young man came to die.

Therefore, the soldiers of these youth camps are actually young men between the ages of ten and 15. The ancients were more or less precocious than modern people, and they seemed to be much more mature psychologically and physically.

In this era, many men are ready to get married when they are about 15 years old. Although these teenagers are in their teens, some of them are orphans of the Yellow Turbans, and some of them joined the Yellow Turban Army with their elders. , and after they followed Mu Jing through the previous battle against the Zhu family, they came out of the blood one by one and became more mature.

Above the school field is a small platform with a height of one and a half people.

On the high platform, Mu Jing was ready to go. He was wearing a black iron battle armor with a bronze sword on his waist. The battle armor was captured from the Zhu family's mansion. It was a good armor. It seemed a little big at the time , Lei Hu and Tan Zong teamed up to help him put it on. After putting it on, it seemed that he was stronger than ordinary boys and his body was slightly smaller, but this armor also wrapped up his elegant temperament. It was his father's inheritance, the rough and fierce general's demeanor.

"A certain Mujing!"

Mu Jing's spirit sank to his dantian, and he started a special pre-war general mobilization. His eyes were vividly shining in the night, and he swept across them with a sharp and stern aura, looking at the familiar and childish faces one by one. His face became cruel: "You all know me, I am your young master, we used to fight side by side!"

"In my heart, you are the future of our Jingping Village and the future of our Yellow Turban Army. You are all teenagers, and you are like flowers. You should grow up vigorously and not be wasted on the cruel battlefield. I have always believed in One point, that is, only by learning the skills well can we achieve great things in the future!"

"So even if the head of the family wanted to enlist Pill and others to go to the battlefield, I refused!"

"I want you to read books, learn the art of war, and plan strategies on the battlefield in the future. I want you to practice martial arts, be proficient in battle formation, and be the best in the future battlefield!"

"But someone doesn't allow us to grow up!"

"Someone wants to take advantage of the fact that our eldest family is not in Jingping Village, and our elders are now fighting outside, and want to destroy us, want to destroy our whole family, do you agree?"

"No promise!"

"No promise!"

The anger of the teenagers had been aroused, and they roared one by one, and the sound waves condensed.

"Since we disagree, what should we do?"

Mu Jing's voice became deeper and more desolate, with a cold killing intent spreading out, he asked himself and answered: "There are only two paths in front of us, either death or life, if I want to live, then kill it A way to survive, you are willing to kill a way with me?"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Teenagers are all passionate. The flammable blood on their chests has been completely boiled up. The surging blood can shake the whole world. Their voices are like thunder, and when they condense, they can swallow mountains and rivers. The aura of not being afraid of tigers can make them invincible on the battlefield.

"very good!"

Mu Jing shouted loudly: "Today, I announce that the Jingping Youth Camp has been formally established. In the future, everyone in the world will look at our Jingping Youth Camp with admiration. I will temporarily serve as a captain and lead you to fight. Fighting must be the first. Don't back down, Lei Hu is Sima, Tan Zong is Chang Shi, one battalion sets up three songs, three armies are set up, dispatch and fight!"

"The first song, Marquis Zhang Shi!"

"Here!" A 14-year-old boy suddenly stood up from the queue. He was very tall and tall, and he was not under the Thunder Tiger. In the previous battle at Zhu's mansion, he killed two young people who were older than him. He makes good use of an eighteen-pound long spear, and his martial arts are quite powerful.

"Second song, Marquis Fang Hong!"

"Here!" This young man was also about 14 years old, but he looked a bit refined, but his slender hands had the ability to swing the bow left and right, and he could open a stone longbow.

"The third song, Marquis Lin Fang!"

"exist!"

This young man with a somewhat feminine name is white and clean. If he suddenly smiles, his face looks a bit feminine. He uses a sword and his sword skills are not bad.

"The reason why we fight is not for the sky or the earth, but to keep our loved ones safe, to keep the people in Jingping Village safe from war, to survive, to be surrounded!"

Mu Jing shouted at the sky angrily: "We want to tell the world that even if the head is not in Jingping Village, even if our combat team is not here, no one can destroy it, because there is still our youth camp!"

"Youth Camp!"

"Youth Camp!"

These teenagers were fooled by Mujing, as if they had found their own position, an ordinary and simple number could arouse their hearts of honor, make their blood boil, and make them excited.

"A tiger father has no dogs!"

Just as Zhang Gu came out from the inside, standing under the eaves in front of the Zhonglie Hall, he saw this scene, his gaze was fixed, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix.

Mu Shan is a military commander, born to be on the battlefield, he is not good at speaking, but has a different personality charm, which can make his subordinates fight for him, and his son, a young man who has just turned 13, is ashamed to fight on the battlefield. He is also self-taught, and a speech is enough to make these young people work hard for him. He is a rare natural leader.

"Uncle Huo, after my father died, all the Yellow Turbans I saw were gloomy. They lacked aggressiveness and their backbones were broken. But today, I seem to have seen the aura of the Yellow Turban heroes in the world when my father rebelled. , I suddenly want to stay here!" The Saintess of Peace and her party also came out of the Loyalty Hall, her faint eyes looked at the young men in front of her, at the hot-blooded young man on the high platform, the corners of her mouth under the veil, raised slightly.

The Yellow Turban Army lost, isn't it just these blood.

Her father's failure made the Yellow Turban Army lose their aggressiveness. Although the Yellow Turbans in various places have preserved their strength, they all lack the ambition to attack the world. Qu Shuai, now whether it is the Baibo Yellow Turban, the Heishan Yellow Turban, or the Runan Yellow Turban, they are all just defenders of the city, and there is no hope for the Yellow Turban at all.

However, this young man, who was younger than her, saw the vigor of the yellow scarf of the past.

"Saint, think twice!"

Zhang Huo advised in a low voice.

"Uncle Huo, don't worry, I won't be arrogant!" The Holy Maiden of Peace said with a smile.

……

The reason why Mu Jing wanted to give some encouragement before the battle was to make the blood of these young people boil, make them forget about the emptiness of the battlefield, and let their fighting hearts explode.

Mujing does this very well.

But they don't have much time, and the enemy doesn't know when they will attack Jingping Village, so they must seize the time to set up their defense line. Junhou, walked into the meeting hall, Zhang Gu listened and discussed the battle.

"Look, if outsiders want to attack our Jingping Village, where will they attack from?" Mu Jing spread out a cowhide map, which shows the terrain within a radius of tens of miles of Jingping Village, and the targets are not counted. It is very clear, but there is also a model coming out.

"Only at the entrance of the village!"

Lei Hu said: "When Jingping established the village, the surrounding area was built with blue stones. Although it was not enough to form a village wall, it was not suitable for large-scale troops to attack unless it was a small-scale infiltration. So if they want to attack , must come directly from the village head."

"What if you want to defend?"

"We can only arrange soldiers and horses in four directions, encircle the middle, and form a four-sided battle formation with Zhonglie Hall as the core, but..." Tan Zong was a little hesitant to say anything.

"but what?"

Mu Jing frowned.

"But our combat effectiveness is insufficient. It is undeniable that we are not as tall as human beings, and we are not as strong as human beings. When we fight, our combat effectiveness is definitely not as good as human beings. If they have twice as many soldiers and horses as ours, they will be enough to fight in! "

"Also..." Marquis Lin Fang added: "Actually, if they have ships, they can also come in from the river on our left. In this way, they can enter the Zhonglie Hall directly and enter our belly, making it hard for us to guard against!"

"Actually, the most important thing now is, I don't know who is attacking us?"

"Know yourself and know the enemy, and you won't be in danger in a hundred battles!"

Mu Jing smiled wryly: "Those who attacked us could guess a thing or two. Even if someone in the county government wanted to destroy us, they would not dare to be aboveboard. After all, the masters are still fighting in the front and hold the military power, so they fight under the guise of thieves. They shouldn't be able to transfer troops from the county, they don't have the ability, and in the county, there are only a group of people who hate us. Soldiers!"

"Private soldiers of the gentry?"

"These gentry really have a profound background, let the master kill one group after another, and gather so many soldiers and horses, it should not be underestimated!"

"The place is powerful and has established itself for more than a hundred years, so don't underestimate it!"

Everyone opened their mouths to discuss, each with a serious face.

"Less master!"

A figure rushed in in a panic.

"What's wrong?" Mu Jing's face slightly changed.

"The secret sentry of Dahuanggang found a group of soldiers and horses coming thinking of us, and the momentum is surging!"

"How many soldiers and horses?"

"There are about 500 people, and there are more than 100 cavalry among them. Although they are marching, they came very quickly. They can enter the village in half an hour at most!"

"Uncle Zhang!"

"Less master!"

"Immediately go door-to-door to see how many people have not evacuated, and then the whole village will stop the fire, silence, and no one is allowed to make noise. After making these preparations, you immediately go up the hill to appease them. Worry, I don't want chaos to follow when I fight!"

"Young master, I'll stay and help you!"

"Uncle, I need you more on the hills than here, trust me, I won't lose!"

"Then be careful yourself!"

Zhang Gu also knew that it was more important to stabilize people's hearts at this time, otherwise he would face the front and the backyard would catch fire, and he would definitely lose, so he gritted his teeth and left the Zhonglie Hall.

"Thunder Tiger, Zhang Shi!"

"exist!"

"You lead the first song and guard at the entrance of the village. Without my order, you are not allowed to be exposed, and without my order, you are not allowed to let an enemy in!"

"promise!"

The two took the lead.

"A head-to-head battle will eventually damage the strength of the troops. My youth battalion is the hope of the future, and it must not be compromised here!" Mu Jing looked at the cowhide map, and the lines marking the terrain on it flooded into his mind, and his thoughts It started spinning crazily: "From ancient times to modern times, most of the famous cases of winning more battles with less are borrowed from the power of heaven and earth. How long does it take to live and attack with water, the time is too late, and there is no place to store water around, then there is only one left..."

"Fire attack!"

Mu Jing spat out two words.

He took a deep breath: "Tan Zong, is there tung oil in the village?"

"Yes, but not much!" Tan Zongdao: "Before the battle, the head of the family got some tung oil from the county government and intended to transport it to the front line, but when it came to logistics, the head of the family felt that it was not needed, so they sent it back here! "

"You take someone out, and then..."

Mu Jing whispered something in his ear, which made Tan Zong feel a little terrified.

"Young Master, this is the Jingping Village that we worked so hard to build!"

"If you want to get it, you have to lose it. Compared with these buildings, I care more about the life of each of our warriors. I will not allow their lives to be lost in this battle, understand!"

"Subordinates obey!" Tan Zong took the order and left.

"Everyone is ready to fight with me!"

Mujing put away the map, and there was a sharp killing intent in his eyes, he was ready to fight.

At this time, the Saintess of Peace and her group walked into the meeting hall of the Hall of Loyalty. She faced her hand and said bluntly: "Young master, I am grateful for the rescue. I heard that the young master led the army to defend against the enemy. What can I do?" Can help!"

"Your Highness is welcome!"

Mu Jing frowned, and a faint fragrance came to his nostrils, but it was a pity that he was so anxious now that he was in a hurry to face the battle, and he had no time to appreciate beautiful things, and his voice was a bit harsh: "Your Highness is the body of a thousand gold, and the soldiers under His Highness are all the same. I'm wounded, so I'd better retreat to the hills, and I'll greet His Highness after I've retreated from the enemy!"

Some big men thought of him, and the subconscious line was, what kind of battlefield is a woman, when all of us men are dead?
"Young master looks down on little girls!" The eyes of the Holy Maiden of Peace burst out with a bright moonlight.

"The battlefield is not suitable for you!" Mu Jing didn't have much respect for the so-called Holy Maiden of Peace.

"Not necessarily!"

Qianqianyu, the Holy Maiden of Peace, stretched out her hand gently, and slapped her with a palm. The fierce wind caused Mu Jing's eyes to turn slightly: "Young Master, take care!"

"boom!"

Mu Jing's reaction was also very quick, he punched out, and when fists and palms collided, Mu Jing took three steps back again and again, his eyes paled in shock, this seemingly small girl was actually stronger than him.

A martial artist with inner strength, this Holy Maiden of Peace is a martial artist with inner strength, and her feminine inner strength makes him shudder.

"Young master, although the little girl has fallen to this point, she is not a person waiting to die!" The Holy Maiden of Peace said proudly: "I will repay my favor. If the young master saved my life, I will repay it. Eight people under my command Generals, any of them have internal strength, they may not be able to lead troops on the battlefield, but it is easy to kill a thousand troops!"

Zhang Huo, the number one general under her command, although his combat strength is only [-]% to [-]% due to injuries, but as long as he does not meet the same strong, he is more than capable of killing the enemy with thousands of troops.

"Humph!"

Zhang Huo let out a cold snort, his whole body exploded with energy, his aura burst out, and the temperature in the entire meeting hall dropped a bit.

"Since His Highness came here with great kindness, a certain person will not refuse His Highness's kindness!"

Mujing's attitude changed quickly, and he went there. This group of people should be the Taiping God Guards that his father had been talking about in the legend. Even if there are not a few left, they should be of some use. If you come to the door, naturally you can't refuse it.

　The second update + supplementary update, two updates in one, five thousand words!

　　
　
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