Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 257 The Warrior Drinks Blood
The light dispelled the darkness and the sun enveloped the earth, and the billowing red clouds in the distant sky were churning like a sea of ​​blood. The once prosperous town was now in a mess, with broken walls and ruins, and the ground was full of rubble.

The scorched wood of the war rose into green smoke in the twilight of the morning, and the exhausted soldiers leaned against the wall and their clothes to sleep with their cold spears in their arms.

Mundo's helmet had been lost in the fierce battle, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he patrolled the defenses along the broken streets.

This was the third day they had held on to Luodian Town. Less than 3000 of the [-] Nanchuan soldiers survived the continuous fierce fighting in the previous two days.

Looking at the wounded and exhausted soldiers, Mondo felt like a knife was twisting his heart. These brave soldiers should not have fallen like this. He was full of self-blame.

The Nanchuan soldiers' swords and armors were blood-stained, and they had no fear in the face of heavy encirclement. In the past two days, they had dealt painful blows to the enemy and wiped out a large number of enemy troops. The powerful enemy did not destroy the will of the soldiers, but the pain and hunger were on the rise. Devouring this group of powerful fighters.

"General Meng!" The soldier with one arm cut off saw Mondo patrolling over, struggling to salute Mondo.

"Lie down quickly and take good care of your wounds." Mondo stepped forward and stretched out his hand to let the soldier lie down again. Seeing the soldier's empty arms, his heart was full of guilt.

The soldier raised his head and asked to fight: "General Meng, I can still fight, let me and my brothers kill the enemy together!"

"Well, I know you can still kill the enemy." Mondo squatted down and said seriously: "But your task now is to heal your wounds. This is an order, you know?"

Under Mundo's persuasion, he asked the soldiers on the battlefield to lie down again, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

There are more than 2000 soldiers in the entire wounded barracks. They lie in the simple houses and endure great pain. They are covered with scars and clenched their teeth.

"Why don't you give medicine to the wounded soldiers?" Mundo asked the military doctor.

The military doctor replied helplessly: "General Meng, there are too many wounded soldiers. The medicines we brought were used up on the first day, and now even the bandaged gauze is reused."

Meng Duo sighed heavily, feeling powerless in his heart. None of them thought that they would be besieged by the enemy in the small Luodian Town, and now all the supplies are in short supply.

"Order the logistics department to distribute more food to the wounded soldiers. We can't let them just starve to death." Mundo said helplessly.

"Follow the general." The quartermaster of the army responded.

Mondo continued to lead people to patrol the defense line. The entire Luodian town has now become a dilapidated town. All the things that can be disassembled have been used to build fortifications, and even the wooden boards have been used to cook.

Now Mondo and his Nanchuan soldiers have fallen into a deadly situation. If there is no reinforcement, Luodian Town will be their burial place.

"General, General, someone robbed the horse!" A soldier hurriedly ran from a distance and shouted at Mundo.

Hearing about robbing the horse, Mondo's first reaction was that someone was about to defect, so he pulled out the saber from his waist, "Let's go and have a look."

Mondo feels that he does not allow anyone under his command to defect. This is not only a shame for him, but also a shame for the entire Fourth Corps.

When Mondo rushed to the place where the horses were tied with a large number of guards, the scene in front of him made Mondo turn his head away.

The soldiers with bloodshot eyes used their swords to force the guards away. Amidst the wailing of the horses, the swords cut through the necks of the horses, and a large stream of hot blood gushed out. The hungry soldiers rushed to drink the blood like crazy. The scene is bloody and crazy.

Dozens of horses screamed and fell to the ground. Hundreds of soldiers rushed to bite the horses and drink their raw blood. They were so thirsty, they heard the sound of gurgling blood, and the guards behind Mundo swallowed their saliva and licked their dry lips with their tongues. If it weren't for Mundo's scruples, they would have rushed up too.

Mondo stepped forward with his saber in hand, and the guards behind him followed closely behind with their swords out of their sheaths.

Those crazy warriors found Mundo's arrival, and also found the sharp-clad guards behind him. They had already drunk their blood and stood up. Even if they faced Mundo, they never bowed down to the enemy. haughty head.

War horses have always been treasures in the army. Except for scouts and generals, there are almost no extra war horses. Now that they have killed so many war horses, they should be beheaded according to military regulations!

Mundo walked past the bloody warriors with his saber in hand. His eyes passed over these warriors with their heads bowed, and he felt very uncomfortable. If he hadn't brought them into this desperate situation, how could they have taken the risk to drink horses? Blood.

An officer rushed over and saw his own soldiers among them, he rushed up and punched and kicked: "How did I tell you, but you just didn't listen, this is a war horse, why do you want to kill a war horse? The mortal sin of the head!"

The officer yelled bitterly, until his voice became choked with sobs. These are tough guys. They didn't die on the battlefield now, and they might die by their own swords.

The officer turned around and knelt in front of Mondo and begged: "General, I am not strict with my orders, so I ask the general to bypass these bastards. If you want to behead, behead me!"

"Sir, each of us is responsible for what we do, regardless of your business, general, we are willing to be punished!"

"General, if you want to kill or cut me, Liu Zhuang is absolutely unequivocal, but I have one last request, I hope to die on the battlefield!"

Hundreds of soldiers who killed horses and drank blood knelt on the ground. They already knew their mistakes and were willing to be punished. They didn't have a coward.

The military discipline officer who rushed over turned his eyes on the silent Mondo for help. Although he has always been ruthless and selfless, he can't bear to kill him now. After all, it is too cruel, and they are all his brothers.

Mondo ignored the soldiers kneeling on the ground, stepped on the blood all over the ground and walked to the innermost part of the stable, where there was a handsome black horse, which was Mondo's mount.

Mondo caressed the black horse, and the black horse stretched out its head and rubbed against Mondo's head as if spiritually, "Old man, I'm going to wrong you today." Mondo stroked his beloved war horse, as if parting, reluctantly, and said love words.

"Bring a basin—" Mundo ordered to the guard officer.

Everyone had already guessed what Mondo wanted to do, and the guard officer cried and begged: "General, Dahei has been with you for two years, please keep him—"

"Bring a basin!" Mundo yelled.

Facing Mundo's insistence, the guard almost cried and sent a wooden basin to Mundo.

"Farewell, my friend!"

"Pfft!" The sword flashed, the war horse screamed, the huge body crashed to the ground, and a large stream of blood gushed out. Mundo turned around, his eyes moist.

"Kill all the horses and quench the thirst of the soldiers!" Mundo ordered with a choked voice.

All the horses were bled, and all the soldiers drank a mouthful of horse blood, which moistened their chapped lips.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The enemy's war drums rang, and the soldiers smashed the blood-stained porcelain bowls in their hands. With beast-like fierce eyes in their eyes, they followed Mundo with murderous intent, preparing for their final battle. !
(End of this chapter)