My name is Ren

Chapter 206 The leaves fell off the trunk and fell to the ground and turned into rotten soil, nourishing the earth and giving birth to hope

"We're not going to attack the city today?" A rebel soldier squatted on the dirt without paying attention. There were three holes in his iron armor, one on his chest, one on his waist, and one on his back. Shoulder.Every opening was rolled up, exposing the leather armor inside. With such horrific damage, it is not difficult to guess the critical moment he faced at that time.If it weren't for such an armor on his body, he might have died more than three times.

He held a weed root in his mouth, and the smell of soil rolled back and forth in his mouth, but there was also a hint of fresh sweetness.Holding a small piece of wood the size of a palm, he tapped on the damaged wound on the armor, and looked up at the squadron leader who had just gone to the Chinese army to discuss the next battle.

A smile finally appeared on the tense face of the squadron leader, and his original skin color could hardly be seen on his dusty cheeks. He nodded, "We won't be attacking the city today, and I will leave all the time for you to rest." , as he walked, he kicked the little soldiers sitting on the ground, "I have sharpened my weapons and repaired all my armors. Let's eat freely today, and there will be extra meals in the evening."

The soldiers cheered immediately, only the veteran who asked the question first did not smile, but was worried.The young soldier beside him bumped him with his elbow, "Why are you upset? There is an extra meal in the evening, and I haven't eaten meat for two days."

The materials consumed by tens of thousands of people eating horse chews is definitely not a small amount, and the rebels did not expect this battle to last so long. In their eyes, Milin City can be captured anytime and anywhere, and the materials prepared It is not prepared according to the current situation.If it wasn't for the loss of [-] people, I'm afraid their supplies will be even tighter at this time.Ordinary food is easy to handle, and there is a lot of preparation, but there is not enough livestock.In order to save meat, there have been four meals where the soldiers did not see the whole piece of meat, at most it was broth with oily stars.

The veteran sneered solemnly, and pulled the young man beside him to sit next to him. He had gone to the battlefield with this young man, and they also retired together. Maybe they didn't communicate much, but their relationship was definitely closer than relatives.He lowered his voice, "This is definitely not a good thing, something big will happen tomorrow."

"How to say?" The young man has experienced two fights, and he considers himself a veteran. He always feels that if he survives a catastrophe, he will have a future blessing, and his temper becomes more active.

The old soldier sneered and said, "It's not for you to make shit, but to make you work hard. Look, tomorrow will definitely not be easy."

The young man also calmed down, all Ruosi looked at the squadron leader who was going away.

At night, the whole camp was filled with a strong smell of meat, and the exhausted soldiers got a good rest after a day without battle.They discussed the situation of the war, discussed the methods of killing, and discussed how to prevent themselves from being killed.Many veterans who have experienced several wars clearly realize that this meal may be a meal of severed heads.They silently tore at the pieces of meat, and immediately ran back to their camp to lie down after eating and drinking.No matter if you fell asleep or couldn't sleep, you forced yourself to accumulate as much physical and mental energy as possible to prepare for the very likely brutal battle tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, the assembly horn sounded, and the quiet night camp was revived again. There were pieces of bean-sized meat floating in the thick wheat porridge, and the rich meat aroma made people salivate.

The old soldier ordered half a bowl of meat porridge and sat on the side, drinking it in small sips. The young soldier sat beside him again.He glanced at the veteran's job, and asked curiously, "Are you feeling unwell? I'm afraid it won't fill your stomach with such a little amount?"

The old soldier smiled, "If you don't want to die soon, you'd better eat less." He took a bowl and blew a layer of oily skin, and took a sip, "This is my advice."

He couldn't explain the reasoning, but he had such experience before. He thought that he would have strength and confidence when he was full, but he didn't know that when the enemy met after a quick march and he hadn't killed a few robbers, his stomach felt a burst of pain. There was a tangled pain, and then he vomited profusely.If it wasn't for the veterans around him who rescued him at that time, he would have died in the battle to suppress the bandits a long time ago.These bloody experiences and lessons are all truths verified through blood and life.

The young man drank half of the bowl in doubt, and poured the rest of the porridge back into the pot.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, the troops began to gather, and suddenly there was an uproar from the outermost troops, and everyone forgot about the past.

In the distance, a group of dark teams appeared in sight.They carried black banners, and the golden thorn garlands were particularly dazzling under the reflection of the sun.Everyone's heart trembled, and they finally knew why they didn't attack the city yesterday. The purpose was for today's more brutal battle.

Dragging the beheading axe, the military judge kept yelling at the soldiers to keep them in line, not allowing them to look around and whisper to each other.Under the cold eyes of the military judge, many soldiers returned to calm. They already knew who the enemy was, and there was nothing to be surprised about.

There is no communication between the two sides, and the battle is destined to end when one side falls down, and it is also doomed to the tragic degree of this battle.The neat phalanx formed a semicircle like a bowl and surrounded the team led by Ren. With 3 people and thirty phalanxes, it overwhelmed Rennes' army with only nine phalanxes in terms of momentum.The morale of the rebels broke out again after a day of rest and refurbishment.

They are tired of fighting, and they also know that as long as they win this battle, there will be no more tragic wars.Milin City, a huge monster that devours life, will also surrender without a fight.They will enjoy meritorious service, enjoy all the best treatment, and become heroes in people's eyes.

From the very beginning, there was no room for redemption or reservation between the two parties!

When the phalanxes of the two sides collided, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and all formations were shattered in the close combat.Ren stared at the battlefield from afar, at the knight behind the battlefield and in front of the opponent's camp.

He was wearing chain mail, the banner behind him depicted the emblem of the Labor Union Party, and behind him was a group of three thousand knights in neat order.

His name is Salcomo, and he is known as a legendary businessman. He is the chairman of the General Chamber of Commerce in Bell Province. He has countless channels and funds, and he is also one of the culprits of the turmoil in the entire Bell Province.If he hadn't smashed Bowen's coalition camp that attacked Vernier, if he hadn't supported these nobles to rebel and rebelled, if he hadn't stirred up the situation just to form the Labor Union Party, the situation wouldn't have deteriorated to this point.

He is also Celeste's grandfather, and also Ren's trusted partner, but at this moment, the battlefield between the two is like an abyss.

When Ren saw Salcomo, Salcomo also saw Ren, and the eyes of the two met in the air, and separated after a while.Salcomo refocused on the battlefield. Last night, he negotiated carefully with other nobles and staff, and finally he will lead a group of [-] knights as a mobile force to deal with possible changes at any time.For this he gave up command of all his infantry, and at the same time command of a thousand cavalry.

He looked at the battlefield that was like boiling water, and gradually a smile appeared on his expression.

After all, more battles are less, even if the holy religious armed forces have strong personal strength and willpower, they can't beat four hands with two fists.One person can fight ten people, but on the battlefield, it doesn't mean that a hundred such people can beat a thousand enemies.The huge advantage brought by the number can make up for the gap in personal strength. The more people there are, the stronger they will be. That's why Rennes had to make a detour before colliding with the main force of the rebel army.

If he was facing [-] enemy troops at this time, he would definitely turn around and run away without even thinking about it.

The strong smell of blood overwhelmed the smell of mud and weeds, and the battle lines of the two sides bit each other.The competition at this time is courage and cooperation.

The old soldier lowered his head to avoid a sword, the blade brushed against his helmet, and the huge force forced his head to one side.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a long sword slashing down from top to bottom with a flickering cold light, his heart tightened, his face was bitter, after all, he couldn't escape this catastrophe.He thought that his life was not long, but he didn't want the young man beside him to save his life, and when the sword crossed, sparks burst out with a bang.The veteran put on his helmet again, smiled at the young man, and then stabbed out the long sword in his hand.

The two supported each other and fought against the enemy at the forefront of the battle. Suddenly, the veteran's arm seemed to be severely hammered. There was no pain at all, but he felt deeply bad.The speed of the sword slashing was so fast that the person who was cut could not feel any pain, and even the blood would not flow out.He felt that his arm was as heavy as lead, and he knew that something was wrong and the injury must be serious.He immediately chose to retreat, and when he took two steps back, he unexpectedly found that without his cover, the young man had lost his sense of proportion. When he saw that a sword was about to pierce his chest, the veteran let out a loud shout and threw the young man People knocked away.

The long sword went in along the opening in his chest, the leather armor inside didn't help at all, the long sword twisted sideways, and was drawn out with bloody spray.

He mustered all the strength in his body, turned around suddenly and covered the young man behind him, and sprayed a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.The veins on his face writhed and his face was ferocious, "Don't be nervous, just live well... go!"

The young man's wrist was painfully pinched by the veteran, but his heart hurt even more right now!
With tears in his eyes, he wanted to support the veteran, but unfortunately, the veteran had lost all his strength and slowly collapsed on the ground.The look in his eyes gradually dimmed, as if they were covered with a layer of gray mist.

The young man roared and cried, turned his grief and indignation into strength, and launched another attack.

(End of this chapter)