The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 13 It’s on fire
A hundred or so new recruits who had never received any training were rushed into the battle in a chaotic manner, and their formation was broken up before they even left the city.

Those with horses were running happily in front.

Those without horses were left behind and had to chase with great effort.

Someone was standing on the side of the road peeing.

Someone ran out of the queue to poop.

Some people dawdled and dawdled, and then disappeared...

Just like herding sheep, they were everywhere in the mountains and plains. There were hundreds of people, and they formed a "snake-shaped formation" that stretched for more than two miles.

The elite black-clad warriors who accompanied them to support the battle, apart from restraining the newcomers to "march" in the direction they had set, did not care about anything else, and even turned a blind eye when someone ran away halfway.

The strong sense of déjà vu of elementary school students' spring outing made Wang Wen suspect that the Imperial Observatory was not taking them to slay demons and monsters, but to pay tribute to the demons.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"Brother Hu, I just saw someone sneaking away, but they didn't care. Why don't we..."

Xu Ergou, Zhang Qing and others were also very panicked at this moment. They all surrounded Wang Wen and asked him to make a decision.

They are all disciples of the Cao Gang. They may not have any other knowledge, but don’t they have experience in fighting?
As for this bunch of idiots in front of us, let alone slaying demons and monsters, if they don’t end up hurting their own people, it will be thanks to their accuracy!
Even the mob thinks this group of people is too mobish, which shows how outrageous this group of idiots is in their lack of discipline.

"How do I escape?"

Wang Wen, carrying his rifle, said speechlessly, "You can sneak back and eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. My old man and I just tricked the Beggars' Sect. If I sneak back now, those stinky beggars will eat me alive!"

They were all his own people, so he didn't take anything away or hide it.

"This……"

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

"otherwise……"

Zhang Qing pondered for a few breaths and whispered, "Why don't you come back to the Sanhe Gang with me first? We are one family, there is no distinction between you and me."

Xu Ergou quickly persuaded him, "Yes, big brother, we can still go to the Sanhe Gang. If that doesn't work out, we can hide somewhere else. All the Cao Gangs in the world are one family. We won't have to worry about having no food to eat no matter where we go!"

"This……"

After hearing this, Wang Wen was also quite tempted, but after looking around, he gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it. We entered the Imperial Observatory with great fanfare and now we have to flee in disgrace. We can't afford to lose face!"

After a pause, he continued, "Brothers don't talk nonsense. If you are really unsure, just go ahead. We have a long way to go, and we won't hurt our brotherly feelings."

"Grass!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qing cursed in dissatisfaction: "Brother Hu, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? Who are you looking down on?"

"I didn't say anything!"

Xu Ergou also stiffened his neck and tightened his belt: "Since we're here, let's fight him through fire and water. I'm not afraid of him!"

"Yeah! Scared of a dick!"

"At most, I'm dead..."

When the two of them encouraged each other, the others also started to speak up to encourage them.

"Alright, alright, stop talking about life and death all the time. Maybe it's not that serious."

Wang Wen waved his hand, interrupting the timid encouragement of the crowd, and then raised his chin towards the group of second-generation officials riding horses in front: "Look, aren't those young masters still here?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they shouted in unison: "Yes! Aren't these young masters still here?"

Wang Wen waved: "Come on, let's catch up and listen to what they are talking about. These people must know more than the rest of us!"

A group of Cao Gang members followed him and ran forward.

"...How are they the same? Lord Sun of Bozhou is a first-class Jinshi, Lord Yang of Hangzhou has served in the Imperial City Department for generations, and our Lord Zhao rose through the ranks of the Western Army, a lifelong scholar-general with a background in both military and cavalry!"

"Working under this military officer...I'm afraid the days ahead won't be easy."

"Brother Li, why worry so much? Don't forget... this is Yangzhou."

"That's absolutely right, as the immortal poet once said: 'Fireworks in March, go to Yangzhou!'" "Hahaha, wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Hahaha……"

"Demons are nothing but beasts. My general can wear triple armor, wield a pair of golden hammers, and has arms strong enough to pull two horses backwards. What beast can withstand a blow from his hammer?"

"What a coincidence! I have a sharpshooter under my command who can shoot with a three-stone bow and never miss a shot within a hundred steps. With him raiding the battlefield, Brother Jiang's generals can fight with confidence."

"I am not as wealthy as Brother Jiang and Brother Chen, but I have a Five Thunder Talisman written by Immortal Huo Ran of Longhu Mountain, which I can use."

"Brother Wu, are you interested in esoteric arts? Coincidentally, I have a disciple who can fly a sword and take a head off a person within ten steps as easily as taking something from a bag..."

A group of young men were talking and bragging to each other in low voices, occasionally bursting into laughter, not caring about the strange looks from those around them.

There was a sense of casual relaxation in their laughter, as if they were really here for an outing.

Wang Wen and others mixed in the eavesdropping crowd and listened for a long time. Then they exchanged glances with each other, slowed down their pace and distanced themselves from the group of young masters.

"Do you understand everything?"

Wang Wen asked.

Xu Ergou nodded vigorously: "I understand. That Lord Zhao is using us to train his troops!"

"Who asked you that..."

Wang Wen slapped his head and tilted it: "I'm asking you, do you know what to do next?"

Xu Ergou shook his head: "What should I do?"

Zhang Qing: "What should I do?"

Wang Wen pointed speechlessly at the young men in front of him: "Didn't they say it themselves? They all have unique skills. When we start fighting later, let's stand behind them and let them take the credit!"

Xu Ergou's eyes lit up, and he gave his eldest brother a thumbs-up without hesitation: "Great, big brother!"

Zhang Qing also laughed sinisterly, "It's you, Brother Tiger!"

Just as the new recruits gathered in groups of three or four and whispered to each other, the elite black-clad warriors who were supporting the formation were also whispering to each other.

A handsome warrior in black, with narrowed eyes and a faint smile on his lips, chatted with his attendant with great interest: "Old Liu, how many of these people do you think can survive the first round?"

The man he called Lao Liu was an eight-foot-tall brute with a leopard head, round eyes, a broad back and strong waist. He glared at the loose formation with a serious look and replied concisely, "Twenty!"

The handsome warrior in black chuckled and said, "You're quite optimistic about these people!"

The ruffian looked at him in confusion... Twenty, and you're still optimistic?

The handsome warrior in black laughed and said, "What Master Ji picked out for them... is a big deal!"

The rough man asked in surprise, "Did you lead the investigation?"

The handsome warrior in black smiled but said nothing.

The rough man hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Although they were the ones who went too far in this matter, we should still keep a close eye on them. It's not easy for the lord to be in this situation."

The handsome warrior in black sneered and said, "Don't worry, not many people will die."

……

The large group of people walked slowly eastward, taking the main road and then the small road, from noon until sunset, and finally arrived at their destination.

This is a small mountain village called Nashan Village, backed by a barren mountain. There are only forty or fifty households in the village.

As soon as the large group of people arrived outside Nashan Village, the accompanying Sitianjian officer ordered them to be on alert.

Afterwards, several elite black-clad warriors rushed into the mountain village with their swords drawn...

After a while, a burst of fire shot up into the sky, illuminating the small mountain village in the evening.

Outside the small mountain village, Wang Wen stared blankly at the flames rising four or five meters high in the center of the village: "Damn, it's on fire!"

The next second, a majestic tiger roar like spring thunder resounded across the hills!
All the newbies are confused!

(End of this chapter)