Chapter 1
In the evening, the autumn rain fell.
A long line of soldiers came to the Qin camp in the Pill River Valley.
When the long line entered the camp, the accompanying soldiers roughly pushed some of the nervous and strong men to gather in the open space in the middle of the camp.
At the same time, a soldier quickly ran to the tent in the center.
He first looked at the expressions of the two soldiers guarding the tent. Seeing that they nodded slightly, he seemed to be relieved. He tidied up his armor and opened the tent door.
"Commandant, I have brought all the people here. There is also a letter from Lord Wu 'an.”
He lowered his head as he spoke, as if he did not even have the courage to look at the person in front of him.
"Mm, leave the letter there and distribute it to the sergeants.”
After a voice was heard, the soldier hurriedly bowed respectfully.
"Yes, sir!"
After saying that, he put down the letter and quickly left the room as if there was a monster in the room.
After coming out, the soldier first passed down the order, allowing the burly men with malicious expressions and a strong smell of blood to choose the candidates in this team as if they were picking chicks. He walked to a pot that was steaming and took a ceramic bowl. After smelling the hot soup in the bowl, he quickly took a sip and let out a long sigh of relief...
Finally, it was warm.
"Phew…I was scared to death."
His muttering was heard by his companions. Someone immediately asked curiously,
"Hey, Su, isn't it just reporting to the chief officer? Look at how scared you are. Why? Did the troop transport team stay for too long and not dare to go to the battlefield?”
"Donkey f * cking blind!"
After being ridiculed by his companions, the soldier cursed and said in a low voice,
"Keep your voice down! Do you know where this is? How dare you speak so loudly! Aren't you afraid that someone will bury you alive?”
His companion was stunned and asked curiously,
"Isn't it just a death row camp? Why? Was this place a dragon's pool or a tiger's den?”
The soldier quickly shook his head and looked at the cook who was scooping soup for the others with his remaining hand. Then, he said in a low voice,
"You guys have been staying behind for too long! This was not a death row camp! This place was called the Breaking Ranks Camp! Do you understand?"
"Breaking camp? How…how is this possible!"
"Impossible?"
The soldier sneered,"
"This place is different from other death row camps. All the death row prisoners in our country who have violated the law are gathered here! Everyone here had seen blood before! You might not even last three moves against this group of people!”
The man was not convinced, but he did not dare to continue joking about the camp. He stuttered,
"Then…the lieutenant of this camp…?”
"What do you think? You bunch of blind donkeys have really lived a comfortable life for too long! Do you know who I just met?! The commander of the Breaking Ranks Battalion, the old general of Lord Wu 'an, the boss who suppressed all the lunatics here, the lieutenant who had killed more than 30 Zhao soldiers in one battle and only suffered minor injuries! Do you understand? I smelled blood the moment I entered the tent. Perhaps the rumors are true. This lieutenant…is eating people!”
Hearing this, the faces of the nearby soldiers turned even paler…
Cannibalism…was too terrifying.
……
In the tent, a young man around the age of 20 was boiling water. Beside the water jug, there were some bloody bandages.
The young man had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. He should have been a handsome young man, but for some reason, there was only this deathly silence and numbness in his eyes, adding a bit of age to him. At this moment, he casually took out a linen cloth from the boiling water jar and cleaned the wound on his arm as if he didn't mind the heat at all. The smell of blood in the entire tent became even stronger.
"Hiss ~~"
The boiling temperature and the pain from the wound made him frown. He took a deep breath, and the veins on his face bulged.
After a long time, he waited until the temperature of the linen cloth dropped before throwing it aside. He looked at the wound on his arm and muttered to himself,
"1347? How long had it been since the last time he died and was reborn?……It's really an endless cup of wine to drink and an endless number of enemies to behead…"
As he spoke, he propped himself up and went to the table beside him. He picked up the blank letter and sat in front of the fire. He opened the letter with his trembling hands.
The letter was written in small seal script, and the handwriting was complicated. However, the young man looked at the letter and muttered,
"Breaking Formation Lieutenant Yun Zong, it is raining heavily in Xianyang today. I was shocked to hear that the Breaking Formation Camp beheaded 1,900 Tiger Cavalry of the Zhao Army and lost 833 men. This battle has caused the Breaking Formation Camp to suffer heavy casualties. Although Lianpo is old, he is still strong…I will see him soon. Remember, remember."
The young man held the letter in his hand. After reading it for a long time, a smile appeared on his face for the first time.
"General, you should worry about your body…I…Your command!”
With that, he threw the letter into the fire.
As the fire burned, it looked at the young man's face. That trace of warmth added a human color to the originally numb him. He was no longer like a walking corpse.
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