I Built the Salvation Organization

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And at this moment.

In the big tent, a general who looked about 40 years old was lighting an oil lamp and watching the news from the scouts.

This person's name is extremely resounding in this world.

Li Jing!Li Jing, the god of war!

The reason why he led the army to appear here is naturally because he has an extremely important task.

In the third year of Zhenguan, there were turmoil in the East Turkic country. Li Jing was the general manager of Dingxiang Road and led the army to attack the Turks.

This battle is crucial to Datang.

If they win a big victory, not only will they be able to get rid of the shame of the Weishui alliance in the past, but they will also be able to exchange for decades of stability on the border of the desert.

However, Li Jing was always restless.

He looked at the information again and again, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

And at this time.

A deputy general stepped into the army account, raised his hand and said:

"General, it's snowing heavily, and the weather may drop sharply tonight."

Li Jing got up and walked to the door of the tent. Sure enough, snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell one after another, and the wind was cold.

Of course, for a top-notch powerhouse like him who has perfected his martial arts, this level is nothing at all.

But don't know why.

He became more and more uneasy.

Chapter 220 Five: Changes in the Barracks

This is an indescribable feeling, as if there is something heavy and depressing in my heart, but no matter how I think about it, I can't think of what it is.

Is there too much pressure on this war?

Li Jing thought to himself.

There is no invincible general in this world, and the honor of the military god really puts a lot of pressure on him.

And at this time.

Suddenly there was the sound of soldiers screaming not far away.

"What happened?" Li Jing frowned.

"Returning to the general, some soldiers were punished for uttering lies in the army." The deputy general replied with hands clasped.

Li Jing nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

In such weather, even a soldier with sufficient energy and blood may not be able to survive the night if he is whipped.

However, the military needs to prohibit it.

If you make a mistake, you will be punished. In this regard, Li Jing has always been stern and unselfish.

He turned around and went back to the tent where he was resting. After hesitating for a moment, he didn't take off his armor, but just rested in the cold armor.

And on the other side.

Those soldiers were tied up, and they were whipped by the cowhide whip again and again. They screamed, but they still shouted:

"Injustice! When I really see Xu Daniu, I will never dare to speak nonsense!"

"Stop talking nonsense, wait for your life?" The centurion was obviously very angry, "Xu Daniu had already died in battle, and you also saw with your own eyes that half of his head was chopped off by a Turkic knife. Could it be that you saw a ghost?" ?”

"But we really saw it." A soldier's lips were purple, his whole body was trembling, and his voice was trembling, "That Xu Daniu really only has half a head, blood dripping, brains splattered everywhere, one eye glowing green, and he kept asking questions. Wait, why didn't you get half of his head back, why did you leave him..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, his eyes wide open like this, motionless, heavy snow fell on his body and hair continuously.

A soldier stepped up and reached out to touch it.

A shiver.

"Big, my lord, he, he's gone."

"How is it possible! Didn't he have already reached the blood coagulation state, so he was beaten a few times?"

The centurion couldn't help but took a sharp breath, took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to touch it, but couldn't help but shrink back.

cold, too cold.

I have seen many dead people in the army, and I have never seen anything as cold as this.

Then look at the man's wide-open pupils, which seem to be reflecting a faint green light.

Even the centurion felt a chill in his heart.

Stretch out your hand, wipe it on the man's eyes, and help him close his eyes.

But the hand just moved away.