Zhao Mu saw that the man was brave and did not retreat but advanced instead.
"I'll kill you!"
Zhao Mu started to run at full speed. He was like a human tank, directly knocking away the Wei soldiers. His right hand had already reached for the handle of the chopper at his waist.
His physique was completely out of proportion to Tsuyoshi's.
In front of Tsuyoshi, it was like a child facing a strong man.
Gangfu laughed." A little lamb dares to charge at a fierce tiger?”
The saber slashed down casually, its strength reaching its limit. The blade cut through the air, emitting a sharp hiss.
Zhao Mu had already rushed to Gangfu's side. He stretched forward with a bow stance. Just like every time he trained, he unsheathed his chopper and drew an extremely beautiful arc from bottom to top.
The snow-white blade light made it difficult for people to open their eyes. It went from the bottom of Gangfu's feet to the top of his head.
This was such a domineering and fierce slash, and also such a beautiful slash.
This was the saber move that was most in line with the operation of the world's Heavenly Dao. It covered an indescribable trajectory and condensed Zhao Mu's essence, qi, and spirit.
This was a blade with a spirit.
Gangfu's saber stopped above Zhao Mu's head and did not come down.
He let out a miserable cry as the armor on his body shattered. His extremely hard body technique also dissipated into thin air under this saber, completely disintegrating.
Takeo was cut in half and fell to the ground, covered in blood.
The battlefield fell silent for a moment. No one had expected Zhao Mu to really kill Gang Fu.
Meng Tian collapsed on the pile of dead bodies and laughed loudly.
"Zhao Mu!"
"F * ck them!"
Meng Tian casually took out a sword. Joy, Sorrow, and the remaining Qin soldiers, a total of about ten people, gathered around Zhao Mu.
At this moment, it was as if the hundred people were not Meng Tian, but Zhao Mu.
"Wind!"
"Wind!"
"Wind!"
His aura was shocking and his voice was like thunder.
Zhao Mu waved his machete and killed one person with one slash.
Meng Tian brandished her long sword. Joy, Sorrow, and the other eight people also gathered around Zhao Mu. They brandished their spears and stabbed continuously, killing one Wei soldier after another.
Under the onslaught of the Wei soldiers, they were like a reef, not moving at all in the midst of the waves.
The Wei soldiers fell one after another. Zhao Mu stood there like a tall mountain that could not be crossed. It was not an exaggeration to say that he could fight a hundred alone.
Time passed slowly.
The time for an incense stick to burn gradually passed.
The earth began to shake as Wang He led his 30,000-strong army and rushed over.
What appeared in front of them was a ground full of blood, the Wei soldiers who were charging forward, and Zhao Mu and his men who looked like they could collapse at any moment.
Wang He waved his flag, his expression cold.
The Qin army immediately charged forward.
Without Gangfu's leadership, the Wei army was quickly scattered by the Qin army, and the battle ended very quickly.
Wang He rode his horse to the front of Zhao Mu, Meng Tian, and the others. Even though he had been through countless battles, his pupils shrank slightly.
He saw that there was a pile of corpses in front of Zhao Mu. The corpses were even taller than Zhao Mu.
Zhao Mu's entire body was dyed red with blood. He looked like a demon that had just returned from hell.
That pair of cold eyes made Wang He frightened.
Wang He suddenly felt that there seemed to be a gap between him and Zhao Mu, whom he had planned to nurture with all his heart.
A ravine that could not be crossed.
The Qin soldiers helped Meng Tian and the remaining recruits down. Just as they were about to help Zhao Mu, they were rejected by Zhao Mu.
He followed Meng Tian and the others back to Yinjin City alone.
In Yinjin City, Zhao Mu, Meng Tian, and the rest were lying on their beds, resting peacefully.
Their contributions were still being calculated.
However, there was no doubt that they would all obtain titles.
Especially Zhao Mu, who had killed Gang Fu and at least hundreds of people. Even though most of them were ordinary Wei soldiers and not elite soldiers, it was enough for Zhao Mu to obtain a high rank.
It was just that in the first great battle, the cruel battlefield that they had experienced was still hard for Joy, Sadness, and the other eight recruits to forget. They had some psychological problems.
Zhao Mu had no way to help them solve this problem. They could only rely on themselves.
He had a firm mind, so there wouldn't be any problems.
The only thing he could do was to make up his mind that he would never be used as bait again. This was the first and only time, he swore.
The title of the Qin army was not so easy to calculate. Many people thought that the Qin army only needed to behead the enemy's armored general to get a title.
In reality, this was not the case. Otherwise, the title of nobility would have been common.
For example, if your platoon participated in a war and you chopped off the head of an armored soldier, and no one in your platoon died, then your head could be exchanged for a title.
However, if one person died, you would have to chop off two heads to be considered as credit. And so on, if four out of five people died, then sorry, you would have to chop off five heads. Four heads were used to atone for your sins, and one head was your credit.
From Gongshi, Shangzao, Zanniao, Bugeng are all calculated in this way. However, starting from the fifth rank, you are already considered an official. At this time, you can no longer use your personal beheading to calculate the credit. Instead, you can use the beheading of your subordinates to calculate the credit.
The Qin law stipulated that: "In battle, the generals and the village chief may not behead; More than thirty-three heads were obtained, and all the officials were rewarded with titles.”
In other words, if you became a general or a station commander, then if you wanted to be promoted to nobility, the people you killed would not count. At this time, what was tested was your commanding ability. You had to eliminate the dead soldiers under your command and behead more than thirty-three of them before you could be promoted to nobility.
When he became a general, the number would also increase greatly."If you can behead more than 8,000 people in a city, you will be able to win. If you kill 2,000 people in the field, you will be punished. Officials from Cao Cao and generals above the school were rewarded.”
However, this did not have much to do with Zhao Mu. Although he was a ten-year-old, and the only ones who died in this ten-year-old were Joy and Sorrow, with his bravery and the countless corpses, his contribution was enough.
Moreover, it was very likely that his title would rise rapidly.
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