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The north wall is not far from the courtyard.

But Xu Qingshan's journey was not easy.

The wind and snow blew in my face like blades, relentlessly slapping at my face.

His tattered military uniform was not windproof to begin with, and the warmth from the bowl of white rice porridge he had just eaten was blown away after only a few steps.

Xu Qingshan carried a chipped woodcutter's knife in one hand and a short spear that Xiao Hongluan had carved in the other.

They don't look like they're going to defend the city at all; they look more like unlucky guys who just came out of the woodshed and were temporarily pulled in to fill in for someone else.

Of course, he is indeed having a bad time right now.

Liu Sandao walked ahead, glancing back at him every now and then.

Seeing that Xu Qingshan remained silent, Liu Sandao felt somewhat displeased.

Why isn't this kid causing trouble?

If Xu Qingshan dares to say another word, he can use military orders to crush him.

But Xu Qingshan simply kept quiet.

This left Liu Sandao feeling frustrated, like he had punched cotton.

He gave a cold laugh.

Keep pretending.

Once the barbarians get on the wall, let's see if you can still pretend.

Several soldiers nearby were also stealing glances at Xu Qingshan.

Everyone in Blackrock Fortress knows that the outpost in front of the north wall is not a good place.

Especially on snowy nights like these, the barbarians love to use the wind and snow to their advantage to sneak up on walls.

Those on the city wall couldn't see clearly below, but those below could use the sound of the wind to muffle any noise.

Being sent to a front-line post meant certain death, but it wasn't far off.

Xu Qingshan, a lowly soldier who had just led eight female relatives to be exiled, was thrown into that kind of place by Liu Sandao, which was basically equivalent to having one foot in the coffin.

Soon, we reached the north wall.

The city wall isn't very high, but it's very old.

The wall bricks were frozen black and cracked in many places.

The braziers were scattered on the wall, some of them already extinguished, leaving only a little black ash.

When the wind blew, the ashes swirled up and covered people's faces.

The city wall was a mess.

The veteran huddled behind the wall, clutching his spear, while the new recruits were pale and could barely hold their knives.

Xu Qingshan glanced at it and had only one opinion in his mind.

It's awful, absolutely awful.

Liu Sandao raised his hand and pointed to the northernmost section of the wall.

"Your location is over there."

Xu Qingshan followed his hand and looked down.

That place is a short distance from the main wall section.

The brazier was extinguished, half of the wall was broken, and there wasn't even a proper guard nearby.

If something really happens, others can come and collect his body first.

It is indeed a good location, so good that it seems like a burial plot was specially chosen for him.

Xu Qingshan asked, "Just me?"

Liu Sandao sneered, "Scared?"

Xu Qingshan shook his head.

"no."

"I just want to ask, if I hold the line by myself, will the military merit be credited to me alone?"

Liu Sandao's smile froze for a moment.

Several soldiers nearby almost lost their composure.

What time is it? When others are sent to the front lines, they're thinking about how to survive, but this kid is thinking about how to divide the military merits.

Liu Sandao stared at him. "You'd better survive first."

Xu Qingshan nodded, "That's fine then."

Liu Sandao: "..."

What can I do?

He suddenly felt an urge to kick Xu Qingshan.

That kid's talk is so rude.

Liu Sandao turned to look at a soldier with a scar on his face.

"Wang Scarface, you take two men and stay nearby. If anyone deserts, execute them on the spot."

Wang Bazi immediately clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute, "Yes."

Xu Qingshan glanced at Wang Bazi.

This person has a scar on their face, running from their brow bone to the corner of their mouth; it looks quite frightening.

Liu Sandao looked at Xu Qingshan one last time.

"Xu Qingshan, don't blame me for not warning you. If the barbarians dare to back down, you'll be dealt with according to military law."

Xu Qingshan asked, "What if I kill the barbarian?"

Liu Sandao sneered.

"One kill, one merit; heads as proof. But do you have the ability?"

Xu Qingshan smiled and said, "Whether it is or not, we'll find out soon enough."

Liu Sandao was too lazy to listen to him anymore and turned to leave.

Wang Bazi stood not far away with two soldiers, arms crossed, watching the commotion.

Xu Qingshan ignored them and walked straight to the outpost.

The closer you get to that section of wall, the stronger the wind becomes.

The snow underfoot was compacted, frozen hard, and slippery.

As soon as he stood behind the wall, a cold wind rushed in from the opening, almost making him stumble.

Xu Qingshan looked down at the brazier.

There were still a few pieces of charcoal inside that hadn't burned through, but they were already soaked by snowmelt.

A bundle of arrows lay beside it.

He pulled one out and looked at it.

The fletchings were wet, and the shaft was also damp.

Whether such an arrow is accurate or not is another matter, and it's hard to say whether it can even fly far.

Look to the side.

A tattered shield, two spears, one of which had a loose tip.

Xu Qingshan couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Putting aside everything else, this outpost is truly impoverished.

Xu Qingshan leaned the short spear against the wall and then tucked the wood-chopping knife into his belt.

He didn't rush to peek down.

Especially in times like these, it's crucial to stay calm and avoid making a rash decision.

Moving around recklessly will lead to a quick death.

Xu Qingshan first squatted down and carefully examined the marks near the top of the wall.

The snow surface was messy, with soldiers' footprints, traces left by dragging fire pits, and shallow gullies blown out by the wind.

Although he wasn't a professional scout, he knew a little bit about it.

Since the barbarians were testing the waters, they wouldn't have made a big show of it from the start.

Ah Man's words before she left flashed through his mind.

When barbarian cavalry approach the city walls at night, it's most likely not to attack.

It's a test.

They would either launch rockets first, or send a few people to touch the wall.

They will only charge if chaos breaks out on the city walls.

Xu Qingshan narrowed his eyes, an idea forming in his mind.

The wind and snow grew stronger, and the distant firelight flickered and swayed.

It was dark below the city wall, and nothing could be seen; all that could be heard was the sound of the wind.

Sobbing and whimpering, like someone crying in the night.

Wang Bazi stood a dozen steps away and saw Xu Qingshan squatting motionless behind the wall. He couldn't help but sneer.

"This kid is such a coward."

A soldier nearby whispered, "Scarface, is he scared out of his wits?"

Wang Bazi sneered.

"Whether I'm stupid or not, I don't know, but I probably won't survive tonight."

"Commander Liu asked us to keep an eye on him to prevent him from deserting in the face of battle."

Another soldier chuckled.

"If he dies, what about the women in the courtyard..."

Wang Bazi glared at him.

"Shut up! Li Kui just suffered a loss, aren't you going to cause more trouble?"

The soldier awkwardly shut his mouth.

Xu Qingshan heard their conversation, but he ignored it.

You can always get your revenge on someone's mouth.

You only have one life.

He lowered his body even further and listened intently to the sounds outside the wall.

The wind was strong, but there seemed to be some other sound mixed in with it.

Click.

a bit.

It was gone very quickly.

Xu Qingshan's eyes narrowed slightly.

coming.

He didn't say anything, but slowly gripped the sharpened short spear beside him.

The short spear was rough, and the tip wasn't very sharp.

But if you hit the right spot, you can still kill someone.

A few more moments passed.

Click.

The sound rang out again.

This time, it's even closer than before.

Xu Qingshan slowly raised his head, but did not peek out from the edge of the battlement.

He only peeked down through the gap in the wall.

There was nothing below the city wall in the snowstorm.

At least on the surface, there's nothing there.

Ke Xu Qingshan observed very carefully.

In the snow, there were several very faint dark shadows, moving slowly upwards along the base of the wall.

Ah Man is right.

Xu Qingshan let out a soft breath.

He didn't choose to shout, because if he did, the city walls would surely be thrown into chaos.

The people below are likely to retreat immediately.

Not only will we fail to kill anyone, but we'll also alert the enemy.

Xu Qingshan gripped his short spear tightly and slowly retreated into the shadows beside the battlements.

He dragged the tattered shield over, using it to cover half of his body at an angle, and then touched the wood-chopping knife at his waist.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

In the wind and snow, the first hand wearing a leather glove silently reached up the wall.

That hand was rough, and there was an old scar on the back of it.

Immediately afterwards, a barbarian scout wearing an animal skin hat slowly peeked half his face out from outside the wall.

His eyes swept across the wall in the darkness.

Be wary; be ruthless.

But the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Because a sharpened short spear was already silently pressed against his chest.

Xu Qingshan stood in the shadows and grinned.

Hey bro, good evening.

The barbarian scout's expression changed drastically, and he opened his mouth to warn them.

But Xu Qingshan didn't give him a chance.

Grip the spear with both hands and generate power from your waist and abdomen.

puff!

The short spear pierced the opponent's chest.

The barbarian scout grunted, half of his body frozen on the wall.

Xu Qingshan gritted his teeth and thrust forward suddenly.

The barbarian scout was thrown backward, but because of the grappling hook, he didn't fall immediately.

He swung his scimitar wildly.

Xu Qingshan dodged to the side and drew his machete from his waist.

The insights into basic knife techniques instantly came to mind.

Xu Qingshan slashed the barbarian scout's wrist with his sword.

Click!

The scimitar slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his knife back and struck the other man's neck with force.

Blood gushed out suddenly, splashing onto the snow, a glaringly red color.

The barbarian scout stared wide-eyed at Xu Qingshan in disbelief.

It seems he never understood it, even until his death.

How did this seemingly insignificant soldier, who looked like cannon fodder, know that he was going to come up?

The next moment, his body went completely limp.

Xu Qingshan pulled hard and dragged the body up the wall.

"It's damn heavy!"

He almost fell over.

Fortunately, my blood and energy had just recovered somewhat, so I managed to hold on.

The body fell onto the wall with a dull thud.

Not far away, Wang Bazi and his men heard the commotion and turned around abruptly.

What was that sound?

Xu Qingshan did not answer.

The system notification had already echoed in his mind.

[A barbarian scout has been killed.]

[Military merit +1.]

[Slight improvement in Qi and blood circulation.]

A warm current spread through my body.

Xu Qingshan's legs, which had been feeling weak, actually became a little more stable.

He looked down at the barbarian corpses on the ground, and his eyes gradually brightened.

So it turns out that barbarians really can rack up military achievements.

Just then, a slight noise came from outside the wall.

The second hook rope has already been attached to the top of the wall.

Xu Qingshan gripped the blood-stained woodcutter's knife tightly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"One military merit."

"It doesn't seem to be enough."