From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 39 Lei Zhen Xiaocheng
kill!

Black air filled the sky and gunpowder smoke covered the ground, choking the earth and making it wail.

In the huge web of death woven by sword flashes and broken limbs, human lives have long been like a candle in the wind, unable to withstand the slightest blow.

puff!
The cold light tore the flesh and blood body at an angle, and the splattering blood blurred the camera's vision, and only half of the handsome face was seen stained with scarlet.

"Master Wu, the Wei army begs for surrender!"

A man rode forward, roaring loudly.

Wu Fengdeng wiped the blood off his face and saw the remains of his comrades everywhere he looked.

Most of them had eaten with him yesterday, and their hearty laughter is still ringing in my ears.

In the blink of an eye, they had turned into dry bones and became food for the ferocious fangs of the Wei State.

Beg for surrender?

Go and beg for surrender from the King of Hell, I don’t accept living ghosts!

The sea python shook its heavy spear violently, and the cold light reappeared.

"Encirclement."

"Leave no one behind!"

"promise!"

……

The fighting in the narrow passage stopped, and Wu Fengdeng took off his armor which had already been torn to pieces. Blood stains could be seen on his dark red gown.

Clang!
The sea snake was stuck in the ground. He sat down with his back against the rock wall and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The war had already begun for ten days.

This world has long been in chaos.

The two states of Wei and Wei had originally agreed to fight in mid-April, but Wei sent troops to raid the border of Wei on the third day after issuing the declaration of war. They were unstoppable and attacked four cities in succession, resulting in the loss of one-fifth of the country's territory.

Wu Fengdeng had just sent Jiang Qiyu to the Jixia Academy that day, and in the evening he was incorporated into the National Protection Army to fight against the enemy. It has been ten days to this day.

During these ten days, more than 200,000 people from the two countries fought on the battlefield, the battle lines were jagged and the scene was extremely tragic.

Wu Fengdeng, with his late stage skin refining skills and the unmatched sharpness of his spear, was like a reckless man who defeated hundreds of enemies in this fight and achieved great military exploits.

Yesterday, Zhao Tiande had authorized him to lead more than a hundred soldiers as a sergeant to guard this narrow road and escort 100,000 grains and fodder to the front line.

It has been ten hours since the killing began.

Relying on the terrain, they repelled three waves of Wei army attacks, killed more than 300 enemies, and successfully allowed the grain transport team to pass safely.

But correspondingly, his more than one hundred men were reduced to thirty people and ten horses.

There was a little peace after the war. The surviving soldiers were healing their wounds and saving lives. The flames of war were blazing so fiercely that they almost forgot it was still night.

Wu Fengdeng took out a dry biscuit from his arms, and without caring how much blood was on it, he opened his mouth wide and bit it hard.

Taking advantage of this leisure time, he opened the Mirror of Victory.

【Business point: 4】

Ten days of life-and-death battles had made his karma points advance by leaps and bounds, and he had already condensed four golden karma points.

"First, upgrade [Thunder Vibration] to the minor success stage, and then upgrade the previous skills one by one to the major success stage."

This real battlefield made him realize the importance of [Spearman] skills, especially the first three moves, [Dragon Stab], [Scorpion Pick] and [Phoenix Chop] which were almost unstoppable.

In recent days, there have been many people in the late stage of skin refining who were killed instantly by him, so Wu Fengdeng's estimated combat power is already infinitely close to the bone strengthening realm.

If all these skills were upgraded to perfection, how powerful would the combat power be?

He didn't know, he only knew that improving his proficiency was the correct way to improve his combat power!

The three karma points poured into [Lei Zhen] like golden rivers. For a moment, his mind vibrated slightly, and his body's memory of [Lei Zhen] became clearer.

The realm of minor success should be able to deflect attacks from the early stage of the bone strengthening realm!

Wu Fengdeng waved his hand and dispersed the Ever-Victory Treasure Mirror.

"Master Wu, General Zhao has issued an order that we can return to the camp to rest after our mission is completed!"

At this time, a soldier named Guo Han came running over quickly, with a slight look of joy on his ash-covered face.

Guo Han is Wu Fengdeng's most capable subordinate in the past ten days. He is smart and has outstanding swordsmanship, so he is used as his personal soldier.

"it is good."

Wu Fengdeng finished his dry biscuits in two or three bites, left the broken armor behind, stood up and asked, "How many brothers do we have left?"

"There are only fourteen people who can still fight, three are slightly injured, thirteen are seriously injured, and there are nine cavalry." Guo Han said calmly, but his tone still contained some obscure lament.

I remember that there were 124 brothers in their Bing Battalion. It was so lively with daily training, drinking and joking.

At that time, he once thought that war was not terrible.

Because he has comrades-in-arms and brothers.

However, when the State of Wei bared its ferocious fangs and bit the territory of the State of Wei, from the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, their comrades died one after another, shattering his imagination of war as a new recruit.

The brother who was still chatting and laughing a second ago was pierced through the neck by an arrow in the blink of an eye, and warm blood sprayed all over him.

Human life was lost just like that.

As of today, only a dozen of the Bingzi Battalion are still alive, and the remaining thirteen are seriously injured...

I'm afraid I can't go back.

Speed ​​is of the essence in war, and they have to go back to report as soon as possible. Carrying nearly half of them with seriously injured soldiers will undoubtedly greatly slow down the march.

The battle situation is stalemate, serious injuries mean death, so we can ignore it.

This is an unwritten rule in the military.

Guo Han was sad but helpless.

He knew it in his heart, and the other survivors also knew it.

"Go, go, you rebellious sons, if you want to stay alive, next year...hiss~burn incense for me."

A soldier with both legs broken was lying among the corpses, waving his hands, his weathered face showing a look of impatience.

"I'll leave my wife and son to you brothers."

"To die on Wei soil, no regrets, no regrets!"

"Kill as many of the Wei bastards as you can! I'll take care of them one by one in the underground!"

……

Many seriously injured soldiers used their last strength to leave their last words.

The standing soldiers turned their heads away one by one, gritting their teeth and sighing.

"Those who can walk should go back on their legs, and the seriously injured should get on horses. I want to see a complete military formation within thirty breaths."

Wu Fengdeng put away his gun and shouted, then walked past Guo Han and strode towards the narrow entrance.

The loud voice echoed in the beacon fire, shocking and surprising many soldiers.

Guo Han also raised his tearful eyes, and in an instant, the bright red figure seemed even more majestic in his slightly sparkling pupils.

This new commander actually cares about the life and death of us ants!
They knew very well that the lowest-level soldiers had only two roles: to become a member of the "army of hundreds of thousands or millions", and to be cannon fodder that could be sacrificed for the overall situation at any time.

One will be a million bones.

People only recognize the glorious achievements of the generals, but keep silent about the ants who had to choose to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the overall situation.

So when Wu Fengdeng said "the seriously injured should be put on horseback", they all felt a shudder from the bottom of their souls.

He killed the enemies, he allowed his men to die in battle, and he could even eat bread in peace over the corpses of his comrades.

But don't throw away your life at will.

This alone is enough to touch the hearts of these men.

Wu Fengdeng didn't think so much. He just knew that the lives that were unnecessary to be sacrificed had to be preserved.

Human life is precious.

Even though he has traveled through time for more than half a year, this value still dominates.

"Lie down, my rebellious son! Your father will not support you!"

"You should just take care of your vicious woman yourself!"

……

The war horses carried the wounded and followed Wu Fengdeng in two rows, while the rest of the soldiers were dispersed in two rows on both wings.

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
The sound of horse hooves echoed in the night sky.

　Happy New Year’s Eve to everyone~
　　In addition, I have the audacity to ask for a follow-up reading. The recommendation will be published on Sunday, which will determine whether the author can have enough food to eat.

　　Anyway, I have a lot of manuscripts in stock and the updates are stable. I beg the big guys to move their hands and click to the last page of this book every noon. Thank you very much! ! ! !
　　

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