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Chapter 168 On the Battlefield
The wind brought smoke and dust, which smeared on people's faces, causing a severe cough.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked around slightly confused.

Ruins and ruins, dead bodies everywhere, the land after the war is full of desolation.

He felt pain, his arms were sore, and he had no strength to lift them up, as if he had experienced overuse; his right leg should have been broken, it was already numb, and he had no feeling; the most serious thing was the abdomen, where the pain like needles kept coming , something seems to be flowing outward.

He lowered his eyes to see.

Black and gray cloth strips are wrapped around the stomach, and blood is continuously flowing out... No, not black and gray, but white stained with mud and dirty.

He breathed softly so as not to strain the wound, then raised his head.

My mind was blank, I couldn't think of anything, I didn't know anything.

"Liu Er?"

A voice of surprise came, followed by an urgent call.

"Here, there are still people alive here!"

A man with a cloth strip tied to his right hand ran over and held him with his intact left hand, trying to lift him up.

In the distance, there were other people who noticed this and were coming.

"You boy, you are really lucky. You can survive this kind of situation. I am convinced!"

"There are fifty people in our village, and I thought I was the only one who could survive. But now...hey, there's one more kid like you, competing with me for the position of village leader!"

"How unlucky!"

The man was cursing and cursing, but the movements of helping him were non-stop.

However, he could barely feel his legs and couldn't stand up.

Someone else ran over, looked at his situation, lifted him up, and ran towards the collapsed city wall.

The man followed.

"Liu Er, what are you talking about? Are you stupid?"

He remembered.

His surname is Liu, the second eldest in his family, and everyone calls him Liu Er. He is 15 years old this year. He was called into the army at the beginning of the year and came to the border.

It was autumn now. The enemy troops broke through the city wall, slaughtered and looted, and then left.

He almost died.

It's great news that he's not dead.

he thought calmly.

Those people took him inside the city wall and brought him to the temporary camp. The military doctor came over, gave him medicine, helped him bandage his abdominal wound, and also helped him and looked at his broken leg.

During the process, he felt pain and screamed, but the doctor kept saying hello.

After a lot of tossing, he fell asleep.

After that, it was a day-to-day recuperation, and it took three full months before he walked out from the doctor's place and returned to the team.

It was still the former Tun, and the newcomers later filled the vacancy. The head of the Tun was not Song Yong, the man who found him alive before, but a... someone with background.

It was winter at this time, and the collapsed city wall was barely repaired. There were no enemies outside the city, which was good news. That is... the soldiers did not have cotton-padded clothes, so they could only put on all the single clothes layer by layer on their bodies to resist the cold; Full meals, two meals a day, all consisting of gruel and steamed buns.

So does he.

Suffering from hunger and cold.

Then that day, there was an enemy attack.

He was guarding the post on the city wall, and when he heard the sound of horseshoes, he hurriedly reported.

The military camp that had been peaceful for half the winter was in chaos, but it was finally well prepared and managed to drive back the enemy who was wearing thick clothes and armor.

He killed more than ten people without any injuries.

Song Yong was very excited.

"Good boy, you can spot the enemy from such a distance. You are going to attack!"

The achievements of the army are all about merit.

Taking advantage of this early warning, it would not be bad to climb higher. After all, his old father had always hoped that he would make some achievements.

but……

"Who was the first to spot the enemy?"

"it's me."

"Yes, he is our village chief!"

"Elder Zhao Tun is amazing. He can hear the sound of horse hooves from such a distance!"

"It's just..."

"Okay! Zhao Li, follow me!"

Most of the soldiers in the village spoke in unison, and the general who came here to inquire was acquainted with the village chief Zhao, who opened his mouth and gave up his defense.

The general left with his heroes, but the soldiers avoided him without looking at him.

Song Yongyong was very angry.

"He actually took the credit! Obviously you discovered it!"

He was fairly calm, just thinking in his heart... As expected of someone with a background.

He was still a soldier, and the commander of the camp was changed to someone close to Zhao Li. Zhao Li was promoted to a centurion and led the two villages.

The city began to actively prepare for war, because everyone knew that the enemy would not come just once.

Sure enough, for the next month, enemy troops came frequently.

Sometimes every other day, sometimes every three days, we attack the city at random times, which makes the soldiers in the city miserable, and as time goes by, many problems are exposed.

For example, the barely repaired city wall is already dilapidated.

"This city wall... what to do with this!"

Song Yong sighed.

He rubbed his numb hands with chilblains, looked down at the city and answered.

"It's cold, you can water it, the water turns into ice to strengthen the city wall, and you can survive this winter."

He was just talking casually. After all, he was an ordinary soldier and didn't have the ability to influence the situation of the battle.

But that evening, an order was suddenly issued from above, asking the soldiers to pour water on the city wall.

Some soldiers discussed excitedly, and it was Commander Zhao who offered a plan to the superior, and the superior adopted it.

Song Yong was indignant.

But he was thinking that in the future, he should not say more.

The plan was a good plan, they survived the winter smoothly, although many people died; although among those who died, many more died of freezing than in previous years; although the enemy army shifted their targets because of this, they went to other cities to plunder.

But... the city was held, and the higher authorities were satisfied.

So, he was still a soldier; the head of the village was promoted and replaced by another head of the village; Zhao Li was also promoted to a rank and became a commander.

The spring brings warmth and everything recovers. He looked at the ice on the city wall that was gradually melting, and let out a light breath.

To say that you can survive the winter does not mean that once the winter is over, everything will stop; it means that... the ice wall method can last until the end of winter.

When the temperature rises, if not treated in time, the solid ice will turn into water, which will in turn destroy the already dilapidated city wall.

At that time, when the enemy army comes again, it will not be able to stop it.

He didn't say these things out, thinking darkly:

"The person who offered advice" didn't even say that there would be such consequences. He is an insignificant person, so why bother to say more?

So, when the enemy army came, knocked down the city wall in one fell swoop, and rushed in, he resisted briefly and then retreated into the city.

He did not expect that when the enemy troops entered the city, it would be such a hellish situation.

Long knives chopped off people's heads, spears picked up children's corpses, some pretty girls were crushed under them in the street...

He charged with a knife and killed many people, but in the eyes of those he saved, there was only numbness after their hope was shattered.

The people at the border have long been accustomed to the enemy's attacks, killings, and looting, but the tranquility of this winter made them think that it was different.

It turns out, there is no difference.

He was wrong.

What he should say, should be reminded.

He was selfish and dark, caring about his own gains and losses, so he harmed the people of this city.

He is guilty.

(End of this chapter)