【07】

Shang Fan picked up the feather duster on the table and originally wanted to hit me. But after thinking about it, he put it down and went to cook.

I didn't run away either, because I was so hungry.

Only then did I realize that the silver-white palace of the Royal Palace could be seen in the windows of the Shangfan family.

I understand that even if I tell what happened today alone, the people in the village will think I am a nonsense.

Who would have thought that the reason why the Shang Fan tribe leader in front of him was actually because of the fact that he could have a good meal at this time.

The leader of Shangfan is single, and his wife is long dead. At this time, he is using tableware, but I can only use bare hands.

Chief Shang Fan reminded: "Don't touch the plate, or don't eat it."

I could only grasp it with my hands to understand how delicious these things are.

That day, I stuffed almost all the dishes into my belly, and watched Shang Fan clan lit his pipe and sighed: "Child, I blame you for being bad. Of course, I can't say that you have bad luck. If you can come back alive, you might be able to change your surname. In the past, soldiers who came back from the front line killed the enemy and hung their ears on their waists, and a dozen of them became generals. The words on the forehead on the top of their heads were changed from various humble surnames to Wu. This meal was specially made for you. If you really could come back from the battlefield, don't forget me."

I don't know why I want to cry and laugh.

At this time, the leader of Shangfan actually had the same idea as my father. Everyone had a hundred families for Hai Dafu because of the word "hai" on his forehead. At this time, the leader of Shangfan was willing to make a table of delicious food for me to send me on his way. He just hoped that I would really become a general after I came back for a lifetime and would not forget him.

That night I also experienced a wooden bucket bath, and the head of Shangfan changed me into a clean new dress.

In order to prevent me from saying anything bad, I went out with the soldiers from other villages to the front line.

If I staggered the village, it would obviously make no sense what I said.

There were only fifteen people going to fight in this village, and their foreheads were written on wood.

It should be a family of carpenters, with a status that is neither higher nor lower. But the country should need their craftsmanship, so only fifteen people were sent.

I knew I was sent to the battlefield in advance, and this group of fifteen surnamed Mu didn't think so.

Looking at me wearing a new dress, the word "force" above my head, thinking, "You are the son of the landlords, right? This has been promoted to our group. It must be a relationship, right?"

"I guess I spent money and secretly stuffed it to us. Thinking of following the Li surnamed, I guess I'll die in the front row. Follow us in a queue, so I can die a little slower."

"What's the use of this relationship? I'm still hoping to be a general when I go back. I'll pour a basin of cold water on you and go to the front line for a lifetime of death. That was the past, and now you don't know how incompetent the people above are. There are hundreds of people in our village who draw fifteen life and death tickets, and then we're fifteen of us to die."

"That's it, it's really rare that we'll die bad errands to become good errands of your surname Li."

Amid the sarcasm, I was taken out of the city without saying anything.

I turned my head and could see the imperial city.

I once again saw the silver-white palace, which was a symbol of imperial power.

There are tents of various colors around, and the tents are covered with words.

Wisdom, martial, prime minister, king, power, noble...

【08】

But the words were gone from the front line tent, but all the white tents were colored.

I followed fifteen people surnamed Mu in a tent. Because of the explanation from the head of Shangfan, they also asked me to live in the tent. This seemed to be a tent of 200 people, and there were also supplies and food for 100 people. But there were only fifteen people. I immediately understood that at least two hundred people should be given out in Mujia Village, but the quota was mostly divided by other low-caste villages.

This means that in the front-line tent in Lijia Village, four hundred people must be divided into two hundred people's supplies and equipment.

At this time, the people in Mujia Village had already started to equip themselves. Some even wore two sets of armor, holding an iron sword on both hands, and a spare one on their waists, which looked really majestic.

The Mu tribe next to me threw two pieces of armor at me and smiled: "There are so many things, don't say we treat you badly. Wear two pieces, and die slowly."

I lit my head: "Don't you think you're wrong? This is obviously the supplies and food prepared for 200 people. That means that the villages above should be divided equally. I know that some villages need to go to more people. Wouldn't they have no weapons when they go to the battlefield? They can't eat enough?"

"You can have more, don't make trouble. When the time comes, our patriarch will seek the benefits of fewer deaths. If this is spread, the entire village will suffer."

"You want to talk nonsense, we might as well cut you now."

Everyone stared at me viciously, fifteen people with the surname Mu, obviously I was the only one. I could only shut up and put on armor and eat military rations.

At this time, there was someone at the door, and this person was Chuanjun.

After seeing this, he spoke, "Why are you so few people? Forget it, the walk behind is too obvious. It is also because you carpenters have been in contact with the royal family, and many of them are engaged in art. In this way, thirty people need to listen to the general's speech. You only have fifteen or six, right? Go with me. You know that this quota was arranged by your patriarch for you, and those with low names don't have the chance to listen to the general. Go quickly, I'm going to pass the message."

Only then did I realize that even Chuanjun, who was circulating the message, understood these internal matters. Thinking about it, a person who was circulating the message in private probably understood these things better.

All the Mu surnames went out, Chuanjun stopped me: "This surname is too low-level, so don't get involved with you."

"No, it's unsafe to leave him in the tent. What if we go out and talk nonsense, there are only fifteen of us?"

"Okay, he will follow you and hide at the end of your team." Chuanjun said and went to the next tent.

Some of us wore armor, while others were not.

There are not many people in front of me, and some surnames only have one or two people. Only then did I realize that everyone is taking advantage of the opportunity. If one surname is one or two, then a few people will eat the supplies for two hundred people. The worst class below requires hundreds of people to use the supplies for two hundred people.

This is simply a joke, and such a war will undoubtedly be defeated.

Such a country will undoubtedly fail, when I am puzzled.

Both of them stood up on the stage, the man was so arrogant and the flesh on his belly was bulging out. But there was indeed a word written on his head, called Wenchang.

The speech under the silver-white imperial city was particularly shocking.

Wenchang said, "I am your military advisor. We have fought with Grand Bus before. At that time, each of our generals had more than a dozen ears on his waist. So I don't think we should just hit the front. Whoever has more ears will be the general."

At this time, there was a burst of cheers from the audience. When everyone came back, they could hold the ears of more than a dozen people. I didn't know why, but I was inexplicably excited and felt that I had a chance.

But if you want to win, it is definitely not possible without weapons. I was a little excited at this time and wanted to shout out the truth. As soon as I opened my mouth and shouted, the person with the Mu family surnamed pressed me down.

"I just knew you were going to make trouble, so don't even think about it."

At this time, the fully armed general took off his helmet on the second floor and turned out to be a woman.

I changed my surname several times, and if I read correctly, I changed it to Wu for the fifth time in Shang.

The woman was extremely thin at this time, but she was wearing a man's armor.

"My name is Wu Shanshan. My surname was changed to Wu's surname yesterday. I am a concubine. I know that I am here to die. No matter what the battle is won or lose, as long as the two sides suffer from damage and public grievances, they will ask for reconciliation. Then you will lose money, or there will be people who come back..." Before Wu Shanshan finished speaking, he was dragged down by two men in armor behind him.

Wenchang stood up and smiled awkwardly: "General Wu hasn't had a good sleep, so let's go. The horn sounds tomorrow morning and attack them one by one. Anyway, it's similar to what she said, it doesn't matter what she said, it doesn't matter if she wins or loses. If you live, die a little untouchable. Kill them a little, and there will be public grievances when they die, and then discuss reconciliation. This time, Big Bus also fell in love with our Yincancan palace and thought we had money and wanted to get a share of the pie. We were originally going to give money directly, but you know that the other party asked for too high a price and still wanted land. So the dead refugees hedge, and the other party probably was a model refugee. Just pick up the ears, let's go."

War is just a joke, just to make some soldiers die in the other country and arouse public grievances. In this way, can you pay less money by cede land?

【09】

I was taken back to the tent and felt uncomfortable.

"Why don't we have weapons?"

"Are you mistaken?"

“There is not enough food.”

In the middle of the night, I heard the tent a little further away obviously a revolt, and I heard the familiar voice of the army.

Chuanjun explained: "The materials produced by the military factory are limited, so you will use them. I will apply for you again, okay? Don't worry, you will have them before going to the battlefield tomorrow."

Luqiao understood that they were all cannon fodder. This application does not exist. It is normal for there to be no armor or weapons during the battle tomorrow morning.

The next morning, everyone was woken up.

Everyone understood, and began to put on armor and get weapons.

I also wore two sets of armor. If I could wear three sets, I would wear them without hesitation, but unfortunately I couldn't fit them in.

I was holding an iron sword in both hands, and there were already shouts of killing outside.

I lifted the curtain of the tent and found that the front line had started fighting.

It was a one-sided situation, with thousands of arrows being fired at once. The first group of soldiers who had not yet worn their clothes were dead. Some of them shared a sword, and each of them could only wear a single upper and lower body armor.

What they faced was not the cannon fodder of the empire at all, but the warriors riding war horses, fully armed armor and spears.

The horn rang again, and the carpenters pushed me to the front line.

I held up my two swords and understood the huge gap in strength.

But I still shouted and rushed forward to kill one and two people to make a fortune.

But when I turned around, I found that all the people surnamed Mu were taking off the helmets of their own people who were shot to death by arrows, cutting their ears from their own heads, and stuffing them into their pockets.

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【10】

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This is war? This is the truth about which group of people bring back more than a dozen ears?

All videos of the Great Bus Empire riding on horseback were dismounted and they began a one-on-one hand-to-hand fight.

("A war like this is simply crushing.")

("Before we went to the battlefield, we shouted: Elite? I am fighting elite!")

("Yes, we are afraid that we will go back then: Elite? I will fight Elite?")

The soldiers of the Grand Bus Empire spoke their own words, but we couldn't understand a single word.

The soldiers of the Grand Bus Empire attacked with laughter and laughter, and every stab was life.
To be continued...