I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 352 Three Hundred Veterans! Ten Days! The Ninth Day!
Looking at Chen Gong, who was sitting calmly below Han Shao, Zhao Mu paused as he was about to enter the tower on the city wall.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

But since Han Shao didn't say anything, he naturally didn't bother to care.

On the contrary, Chen Gong, a true immortal of the seventh realm, smiled and stood up after Zhao Mu saluted Han Shao.

"Haha, you are joking, my Lord. I think General Zhao is extremely powerful, so how can he be ugly?"

As he said this, he bowed to Zhao Mu.

"Although I didn't witness the battle yesterday, I heard about it."

"General Zhao defeated an enemy ten times his size with a force of over a thousand cavalrymen. He will surely become famous in the world in the future!"

What an arrogant person Zhao Mu is.

Apart from the Marquis Han Shao, he even ignored Li Jing and gave him some "warnings" from time to time.

How could she feel close to Chen Gong just because he said a few nice words?
A pair of alienated vertical pupils without any emotion looked at Chen Gong coldly, as if they were confused.

If the Marquis says I am ugly, then I am ugly.

What the hell does it have to do with you, old man?

As for becoming famous all over the world, Zhao Mu had no interest in it at all.

He also didn't think that he had made any great contribution by winning this battle.

After all, without the Marquis, he, Zhao, would be nothing.

Seeing Zhao Mu just looking at him without saying anything, Chen Gong felt a little embarrassed.

But at his age, at least in terms of appearance and mentality, he has already reached perfection.

He laughed again without caring about anything and continued.

"I am a country boy, I am used to living a carefree life, I don't know the etiquette."

"General Zhao, please give me more guidance in the future."

Aristocratic families are most concerned about etiquette.

Saying that someone doesn't know etiquette is naturally a humble expression.

Although Zhao Mu was a little fed up with these empty words, he still tasted some flavor from the "past" and "future" in Chen Gong's words.

So facing the smiling face of Lao Deng, Zhao Mu finally nodded lightly and clasped his fists in return.

"Mr. Chen is so polite. No problem."

Such a tone lacks the slightest respect that should be shown to a True Immortal of the Seventh Realm.

There is even a bit of condescension towards those who come later.

Chen Gong was not annoyed.

The more distinctive a person's personality is, the simpler he tends to be.

What's more, with the extremely vast aura that Zhao Mu now exudes, there is no need for him to be timid in front of him.

After all, for him, reaching the seventh level of immortality?
It's only a matter of time...

"These people...are so lucky to have met a rare person like you in this life. How lucky are they?"

Chen Gong sighed in his heart, but smiled on his face, turned around and sat down again.

At Han Shao's signal, Zhao Mu knelt respectfully at a position below.

Han Shao, who was sitting at the head seat, gently stroked the mane around the neck of the evil beast that was crawling at his feet.

This made the evil beast hum with pleasure.

I have to say, after not taking care of this evil animal for a while, it seems to be quite diligent.

Especially in recent days, after secretly following Li Jing and others to hunt for "wild food" several times, not only has his cultivation become more and more profound, he has already shown signs of a primordial spirit, and even his physique and appearance have become more and more majestic.

Especially the huge horse head which is becoming more and more prominent now, and is gradually taking on the appearance of a real dragon.

Anyone who sees it would probably be unable to help but exclaim in amazement.

What a dragon-like beast!
Against the backdrop of these exotic beasts, Han Shao, who had already developed an aura of power, looked like a peerless god who had walked out of ancient mythology, majestic and sacred.

Zhao Mu lowered his eyes, already feeling a little afraid to look directly at it.

However, Han Shao was unaware of it and continued speaking to Zhao Mu in the same tone as before.

"How are the soldiers doing now?"

Although with his current level of cultivation, he can know many things with just a quick thought.

But Han Shao still had the habit of asking.

Because words have always been the best way to shorten the distance between people without causing alienation in their hearts.

Zhao Mu heard this and responded.

"Don't worry, my Lord. The soldiers are safe, and we have gained a lot from this battle!"

"If we encounter an opponent of the same level again next time, my trap camp will be able to easily wipe them out!"

This is the terrifying thing about Han Shao's "talent".

As long as the sacrifices are numerous and powerful enough, all beings that benefit from them will be able to explosively increase their strength at a terrifying speed that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

And the ten thousand Wuhuan dragon riders who were infected and mutated by dragon blood were undoubtedly such excellent sacrifices.

"Just some old brothers..."

Zhao Mu's rather ferocious face at this moment showed a bit of loneliness.

The people he called "old brothers" were naturally the old soldiers who had followed Han Shao all the way into the grassland and into Dragon City.

"It was my incompetence that failed to protect them!"

Hearing Zhao Mu's shameful and painful words, Han Shao paused for a moment from stroking the black dragon horse.

Then he sighed softly.

"You have tried your best and done well. There is no need to blame yourself."

People die in war.

How is it possible to achieve zero casualties in every battle?
During the time when those 300 veterans followed him to sweep across the grassland, none of them died and all returned to Yongtu alive.

In addition to the fact that Han Shao's cheats were powerful enough, it was also because they were lucky enough.

At that time, in order to destroy the Zhen Liao Army in one battle, most of the elite and powerful men in the entire grassland were led south by Shibi.

That is why they were able to roam freely and conquer all the tribes on the grassland as if they were in an empty land.

To put it bluntly, it’s just one sentence.

It seems that they are outnumbered, but in fact they are just bullying the weak.

But this battle is different. Even if those 10,000 Wuhuan Dragon Riders were placed in today's Dayong, they would still be an absolutely strong and powerful army.

If there really were a battle on the battlefield with equal numbers of men, considering that most military strategists have retired to one side, I'm afraid not many would be able to withstand their cavalry charge.

Therefore, Han Shao was not surprised by the losses in this battle and he had already been mentally prepared.

Just thinking about those once familiar faces, I will never see them again in this world.

Some sadness and heartache inevitably had some impact on Han Shao.

After being absent-minded for a while, Han Shao pressed his brows and said.

"Gather the remains of the old soldiers and bury them separately after the battle..."

Han Shao said this, paused for a moment, and then added.

"Be buried with them."

Chen Gong didn't know who the 'they' Han Shao was talking about were.

But Zhao Mu knew.

These were the comrades who had died in battles surrounded and attacked by wild dogs several times before they went deep into the grassland.

But Zhao Mu didn't expect that Han Shao still hadn't forgotten them.

Seeing Zhao Mu silently said "yes".

Han Shao did not dwell on this matter any further, and did not even mention the soldiers from the rear camp who had also died in this battle.

At this moment, he seemed to only know the original number of 'three hundred and twelve', and now there were only two hundred and sixty-seven left.

However, they had completely forgotten that the actual number of people in the rear camp was one thousand. After experiencing two consecutive battles where the outnumbered army defeated the larger force, the number was less than seven hundred.

But in fact, Han Shao had not forgotten, nor did he not know it.

But he is also a human being, and humans have closeness and distance between them.

How can we truly treat everyone equally?
Han Shao sighed in his heart and stopped thinking about it.

Instead, he suddenly stood up and slowly walked to the railing of the attic on the city wall.

"Today is the eighth day, right?"

Ever since the day when the Wuhuan tribe attacked the city with all their might, Shibi had been making bold statements.

Ten days!

He wants to capture Champion City within ten days!
Now there are only two days left before the ten-day deadline.

Han Shao originally thought that when he walked out of the mansion yesterday wearing armor, the two sides would have a final decisive battle.

So when the ten thousand Wuhuan Dragon Riders appeared in front of the formation, Han Shao did not hesitate to order the Xianzhen Camp to fight back.

But what was unexpected was that after the battle yesterday, Shibi actually retreated again.

This kind of situation that starts well but ends badly is obviously not Shibi's style and is not in line with his temperament.

Han Shao frowned slightly, feeling vaguely uneasy.

At first, he thought that this feeling was just the normal emotional fluctuations during the war, but this uneasiness not only did not disappear, but became stronger.

And it gradually turned into some kind of mysterious ominous premonition.

Han Shao finally realized that something was wrong. "So... this is a warning from the spiritual sense of a Seventh Realm True Immortal?"

This thought flashed through Han Shao's mind, and he was a little unsure.

What is even more uncertain is that if it is really a spiritual warning, then where does this feeling come from?

What about the hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops still marching day and night outside the city?
Or maybe...Langju City?

Han Shao suddenly looked in the direction of Langju City.

"Could it be that something has happened in Langju?"

As this thought came to his mind, Han Shao inexplicably felt a little nervous and worried.

Not only if an accident happens in Langju City, the war situation in Guanjun City will be affected.

And Gongsun Du and Gongsun Zhi...

The human heart is made of flesh.

Although Han Shao had been secretly wary of him and had some hidden thoughts about him for such a long time.

However, just because Gongsun Du personally sent him 10,000 cavalry to suppress Liao before the battle, Han Shao could not accept any accidents.

"My Lord, today is the eighth day since the barbarian dogs attacked the city!"

Chen Gong took the lead and responded before Zhao Mu.

Han Shao hummed lightly when he heard this.

But he stood at the railing with his hands behind his back, without looking back.

The four city walls below were still visible, with countless barbarians swarming up like crazy ants.

There was blood everywhere, broken arms and limbs, it was extremely bloody and cruel.

In the distance, the felt tents that served as camps looked like dots, seemingly endless.

But in fact, even if you don't use divine sense to investigate, you can tell just by looking at the corpses piled up at the base of the city wall.

Many of those yurts were already empty.

But Han Shao was still a little worried and opened the small map again to confirm, but did not find anything abnormal.

Including Shibi, the various colored dots representing their respective strengths are still in their respective positions.

There was no trick of passing off fake things as genuine or using someone else as a substitute.

Han Shao continued to look for a while, then suddenly said.

"Zhao Mu."

Seeing Han Shao calling him, he seemed to be about to take action.

Zhao Mu, who was following Han Shao closely, perked up and quickly responded.

"The end will be here."

Han Shao turned his head and looked him up and down.

At this time, Zhao Mu's sixth realm cultivation had reached the peak.

However, just like most of the sixth realm masters in this world, wanting to take that step completely, to shed their mortal bodies, break through the realm and become immortal is as difficult as ascending to heaven!
After a moment, Han Shao withdrew his gaze.

"Go, bring Jiang Hu back to continue guarding your east gate."

Zhao Mu nodded in agreement.

But just when he was about to leave, Han Shao called him again.

Then he looked up at the four figures of the Wuhuan royal family who stepped into the void again.

"It is ridiculous for these fireflies to try to compete with the sun and the moon for glory."

As he spoke, Han Shao snorted coldly.

"Let them shine for one more night and make use of their residual light."

"At dawn tomorrow, you will defeat them for me!"

Yan Shu had already given them the method to break the four-day formation.

The reason why they had not been touched was simply that Han Shao kept them on purpose.

But now Han Shao doesn't want to waste any more time.

No matter whether the so-called spiritual warning is true or false, and no matter whether that guy Shibi is doing something mysterious in secret!
As long as you tear through the smoke and fog before your eyes, the so-called truth and results will all be clear at a glance!
He also took this opportunity to teach Shi Bi a lesson: in the face of absolute strength, all secrets and tricks are nothing but illusions!
Zhao Mu nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, my Lord. I will present the four men's heads to you!"

At this time, Li Jing and three others who had also received Han Shao's order responded almost at the same time.

"Here."

"At dawn tomorrow, this beast will be killed!"

For eight days, this mere insect showed off its might before their eyes.

Even Li Jing, who had the best temper, couldn't stand it anymore.

Not to mention someone as impatient as Feng Can.

But after Han Shao gave this order, he suddenly added something else.

"Also, wait for the four of you to get ready..."

what to prepare?
The four of them were stunned.

Han Shao glanced at Zhao Mu in front of him, then stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and chuckled in his ear.

"Tomorrow, I will help the four of you...break through the realm and ascend to immortality!"

The words fell.

Li Jing and the other two who were guarding the three gates at this moment did not show any change in their expressions.

But the expression on Zhao Mu's face, who was standing in front of Han Shao, was very interesting.

"Hou...Master Hou..."

Shock, surprise, ecstasy...all kinds of emotions emerged one after another.

Even his normally calm tone was a little crisper.

But Han Shao didn't care about these. After saying this, he sent Zhao Mu away.

He turned to look at Chen Gong, who also had a wonderful expression on his face, and said lightly.

"Be loyal and diligent, and God will help you in the future."

It was such a short and plain sentence, but Chen Gong's body first stiffened, and then trembled slightly.

Then his face gradually turned red.

"My Lord, is it true?"

Han Shao laughed, but didn't explain too much.

"Whether it is true or not, we will know tomorrow."

As he spoke, Han Shao looked at the battlefield in front of him with an indifferent expression.

"Enough people have died. It's time to end it."

This is a war in which both sides sacrifice each other.

Now that the sacrifices are sufficient, there is naturally no reason to continue.

At least...that's the case on his side.

……

Time flies and the sky gradually darkens.

The four suns once again illuminated the sky red as they had done in the previous eight nights.

With this magical power, there is no distinction between day and night.

However, the red color, which should have been brilliant, looked a little evil against the backdrop of the Asura-like purgatory below.

The killing continues without end.

The blood and energy are sometimes weak and sometimes strong.

The pure and spiritual ones rise up.

The turbid and dirty things go down into the earth's veins.

Although the four suns sitting in the void could not see all of this, they knew what they could get from this battle.

That is a great fortune that allows them to get a glimpse of the upper three realms.

In addition, this is also a great opportunity for their Wuhuan clan to achieve glory from now on!

As for the death of some tribesmen?
That is a necessary sacrifice before the great cause is accomplished!

In short, it's all worth it.

Wait until we destroy this Guanjun City and that damn Zhenliao City, and let the Khan become the master of Youzhou.

Then go all the way south and let Khan become the master of the world!

By then, not only them, but also the descendants of those tribesmen who died for this, will be able to enjoy the prosperity of the Yong people!
From then on, they, the Wuhuan, became the most noble nation in the world!
The Yong people’s wealth, women, and spiritual resources can all be taken away as they please!

Oh, no!

Even the Yong people themselves are excellent resources.

Perhaps thinking of some foreseeable bright future, the four of them curled up their lips.

Little did they know that at this time the Champion Marquis of Yong once again opened the scroll of the heavenly palace that resided in his soul.

……

(End of this chapter)