Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 19 One Year

The wind blows and the grass grows for a year.

Sun rise.

The sun shines on a lifeless county wall.

There is a large banner with Jin characters erected on the city wall, hanging weakly. On the bricks covering the female wall, there are large traces of being burned by the fire, and there are many gaps left by swords.

Below the city is a continuous stretch of scorched land, with many bones and remains on it, as well as abandoned and damaged long ladder shield carts, which were burned to pieces.

Apparently a brutal siege battle broke out here before.

The sun passed over the city and continued forward, finally illuminating the vast wilderness below the city.

Looking from the sky, we can see a joint chain stretching for more than ten miles outside the city, encompassing the entire county.

The joint camp is centered on several large camps. These large camps are set apart from each other, each facing a city gate, and various large flags are hung on the large camps.

If you look carefully, you can see that the construction of these large camps not only protects the city on the opposite side, but also the camps on the left and right. They are built with great pains.

There are many shacks built by refugees in the middle of several camps.

Now that the sun is rising, the refugees in the shacks get up and start the day's work, chopping wood, lighting fires, fetching water, and digging grass in the wilderness to wrap their bellies.

In a camp somewhere.

Two people left the camp gate.

Among them, a young man with a slender figure and a handsome face rode a yellow horse in front, followed by a burly man riding a green mule.

Outside the camp gate are a large number of shacks built in disorder by the refugees.

A winding road was barely separated from the shack, and there were all kinds of debris on it, and there were even starving corpses. The two drove their horses and mules to move forward carefully on the dirt road.

Suddenly, two people jumped out of the nearby shack.

It was a woman of indeterminate age and a boy of about ten years old. Both of them were equally skinny. She led the boy to kneel down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"You two cavalry masters, please take care of my son."

"He is very clever and can do any kind of work. He can also kill people with a knife..."

The young man riding on the horse frowned and shook his head.

"I'm not a gentleman. Don't look at me riding a big horse. In fact, I'm just a horse herder."

"Look at us, we don't even have any armor on our bodies, who do we think we are?"

The woman raised her head and looked carefully, and sure enough she saw that both of them had no armor on their bodies.

The young man had a long riding crop tied around his waist, while the strong man only had a worn-out waist knife. A look of disappointment immediately flashed across her face.

The refugees all know that the armies of the various bandit masters are divided into Lao Ying and Bu Ying, also called Ma Ying and Bu Ying.

The horsemen in the old camp are the sharp eyes of the old men. They have armor and ride on horses and mules. They usually have enough to eat, and they also get meat and wine every once in a while.

The ordinary foot soldiers in Buying are considered stepmothers and the bitter children of their predecessors.

They had no horses, almost no armor, and the weapons in their hands were worn out. They were the ones attacking the city, and they were also the ones behind the throne. When in danger, the gentlemen took the horsemen and ran away without caring about the lives of the infantry.

However, if the cavalry soldiers were killed or disabled in battle, or if the men defeated the officers and soldiers and captured the extra horses, they would choose strong soldiers from the infantry to replace them.

So the infantry is considered a member of the master's family.

The lowest level in the refugee army is that of a servant, who can almost only be regarded as a slave of the master's family.

All the hard work, such as transporting carriages, collecting grain and grass, and cleaning the battlefield, are all the work of the servants. What is even more frightening is that the masters are used to driving the servants into battle during wars, filling trenches and charging, which consumes the strength and equipment of the officers and soldiers.

Generally, each horse soldier and infantryman has several servants. If there is more food and grass, they will raise a few more. If there is not enough food and grass, they will drive away a few.

A servant is not considered a member of the master's family, and does not even have a high status as a horse or mule.

This woman finally met two lonely cavalry masters and wanted to raise their children as companions. Unexpectedly, she went to the wrong temple.

"Two gentlemen..." The woman muttered a few words of apology.

The young man's heart moved and he said.

"However, King Chuang is about to build an army of children. It is said that he will go into battle to kill the enemy and see blood."

"If you are not afraid, you can let your child try it."

The woman's eyes flashed brightly, and she kowtowed several times in gratitude.

The two men continued to drive their horses and mules forward, leaving the scattered refugee shacks, reaching a secluded place, and got off their horses.

"Brother, when will this troubled world end?" The man like a tower of iron complained.

The slender young man smiled. "Hu Zi, maybe when you become the great martial artist of Iron Zang, the world will be peaceful."

The man waved his hands hastily.

"I dare not say that. Brother, I am not qualified. Now I am just a copper-skinned martial artist. Who knew that it would take years and years to become a great martial artist? There is still a great realm of steel-framed martial arts in the middle."

"If I really do what you said, wouldn't I have delayed everyone in the world?"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

The young man said: "Huzi, you have finally become a copper-skinned warrior and will soon be promoted to a horse soldier. Congratulations."

It turned out that they were Lu Ye and Wang Hu who had joined the refugee army. Within a year, the two had taken good care of themselves and regained their shape.

Wang Hu scratched his head.

"Brother, you said that there is great terror between life and death. I don't know how I broke through on the battlefield."

"Brother, you were seriously injured several times in battle. Every time the doctor said you wouldn't survive, you survived. Everyone said you were blessed with good luck and that martial arts would not be able to stop you."

"Now you have developed a breath of true energy, your muscles and bones are strong, and you have become a little warrior."

"As long as you keep studying hard, you will eventually become a martial artist."

Lu Ye smiled.

"Don't be hasty, don't be hasty, feeding the lady's horses is much safer than being a horse soldier, and it can also fill your stomach. It's a good job."

Lu Ye smiled and said nothing, and the two walked forward. There was a puddle on the ground. Lu Ye lowered his head, reflecting his serious face.

This year has passed very quickly, and now he has returned to his normal body. This body has an ordinary appearance, not ugly, and can be regarded as an ordinary person.

He and Wang Hu are both old gangsters.

When Wang Hu was forced to fight in battle and attack the village, Wang Hu was lucky. In addition, he had practiced martial arts and had a solid foundation, so he only suffered minor injuries.

Lu Ye was much less lucky. In his previous life, he only knew how to serve the land, but he didn't know how to fight on the battlefield. He relied on the broken shield given by the lady to withstand most attacks, but he was still stabbed and almost lost his life.

Wang Hu carried him back to the camp, and the lady gave him a few more herbs. Only then did he save his life. The two brothers finally had a surrender certificate and joined the gang.

After several fights, he became a foot soldier, but was seriously injured many times, and saved his life many times. The lady saw that his martial arts skills were low, so she took care of him and made him a groom in the women's camp to avoid losing his life in battle.

During this period, when Chuang Potian defeated the officers and soldiers, the pursuing officers and soldiers ran all over the ground, killing heads.

There were also times when they were defeated by officers and soldiers, and they led the old battalion and abandoned their infantry and servants. They were chased to the sky and had no way to go, and they had no way to go to the ground. They could only throw away the plundered silver to pay for their way.

In a year, Chuang Potian was defeated and defeated several times.

But it didn't rain, and there were more and more refugees, and even officers and soldiers who owed pay took the initiative to join.

Every time I break through the sky, I can recover quickly, and the team becomes stronger and more regular every time.

Even a month ago, King Chuang contacted several groups of homeless soldiers and in turn surrounded the county seat.

And Lu Ye did not waste this year. Wang Hu taught him the Gale Sword Technique, and he also cultivated a breath of true energy. His muscles were strong, his energy was full, and his moves were proficient. He reached the level of a young martial artist and could deal with ordinary people. Not a problem.

Although he became a groom, he was also a groom with pursuits.

His heart moved, and a picture of fish and dragon flashed in his mind.

"Lu Ye, 18 years old.

Roots and Bones - The talent of a middle-aged person, with mediocre qualifications.

State - Contains true energy.

Realm - Little martial artist, 30/100. If you study hard, you can achieve success in five years.

The skill - Gale Qi, 15/100, three weeks a day, can be completed in four years.

Skill - Gale Knife, 20/100, practice five times a day and it will take three years to complete.

Skill - Gale Fist, 20/100, practice five times a day and it will take three years to complete.

Lifespan: 18/62

Qi and blood——150/200.

A cicada transforms into a dragon—five times! "

Lu Ye's eyes flickered and stared at the prompts of the fish and dragon diagram.

This year he has narrowly escaped death many times, and each time he was able to recover from serious injuries, it was not because he had some illusory blessing!

It’s all thanks to the golden finger. Without the cicada’s magical ability to transform into a dragon, he would have been dead long ago!

He also discovered the true uses of this magical power.

(End of this chapter)