Seeing this situation, Xia Lan's expression changed slightly.
Just as he said, they were guarding the provisions of this section.
Ever since Prime Minister Lu Buwei, the Great Qin Empire had been very particular about the division of labor.
Be it forging weapons or casting bricks, everything that was hand-made had to be engraved with the name of the maker or inspector. This way, if there was a problem, the person could be traced.
It was the same for escorting rations.
Which people were responsible for the safety of which section of grain?
If there was a problem with the provisions of this section, the first person to be investigated was the soldier responsible for the safety of this section.
However, he would not be executed.
Xia Lan was only scaring Xin just now.
But even if he wouldn't be executed, he would still be punished.
Xia Lan glanced around and saw that a few grain carriages had already caught fire. Many enemies were still gathering in their direction. She could not care less about anything else!
"Berserk!"
In an instant, the blood in his body flowed rapidly as if it was boiling. A blood-colored steam that was almost invisible to the naked eye emitted from his body!
Her face was covered in blood, her eyes were red, and her sword was dripping with blood. Xia Lan looked like a blood-soaked Asura!
"Kill them!"
His voice was a little hoarse. He stomped his feet and charged towards the archers!
The enhancement effect brought by the Berserk Transformation made Xia Lan look like a ghost at this moment, and her speed was extremely fast!
"Block him! Hurry!"
"Kill him!"
When the enemy commander saw Xia Lan rushing up, he immediately brandished his sword and prepared to lead his men to kill Xia Lan!
The archers were also panicking. Most of the arrows in their hands missed their targets. Only a flaming arrow flew towards the grain carriage.
However, Xia Lan couldn't care less about this. The Berserker had lost his mind. There was only one thought in his mind now. Kill all these enemies and stop them from destroying the rations!
After charging into the crowd, Xia Lan's attacks had already lost their rhythm. She could only follow her instincts to slash and kill.
This was originally a very dangerous thing, but fortunately, with the support of the berserk transformation, Xia Lan's speed and strength had doubled.
In addition, the instinctive reactions of his previous life had already been engraved in the depths of his soul. Therefore, these enemies in front of him could not do anything to him in a short period of time.
On the contrary, Ying Mu killed a few of them.
"Madman!"
"The people of Qin are all lunatics!"
"Archers!"
The enemy commander was scared out of his wits by Xia Lan's crazy fighting style and no longer dared to fight him at close range.
He immediately ordered the archers to shoot Xia Lan from afar.
However, they did not want to fight, but Xia Lan did not say that she would let them off.
Relying on the increased speed of the Berserk Transformation, Xia Lan kept chasing after them!
This also made the enemy archers somewhat restrained for a moment, not daring to attack casually.
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5
……
Every time Xia Lan killed an enemy, a notification would appear in her mind.
But now, he wouldn't pay attention to these things at all.
Behind Xia Lan, the people in barrack B13, as well as many other Qin soldiers, widened their eyes in shock.
Xia Lan charged into the enemy camp of about 50 people alone. With a wave of killing, she actually scattered these 50 enemies and scared them away!
This…
What was most unbelievable to them was that Xia Lan seemed to be unsatisfied at this moment. She chased after the other party and killed 40 people!
"Kid, is he really a guard?”
Beside her, an old soldier of the Qin army who was helping Qing bandage her wounds had already forgotten what he was doing. He looked at Xia Lan's back with a dull expression.
"The station chief is not even thirteen years old…"
Yuan replied in shock.
Old Qin shook his head and continued to bandage Qing's wound. Obviously, he didn't believe Yuan's words...
"Da da!"
"Da da!"
……
Just as Xia Lan was chasing after 40 enemies with her sword, the rumbling of hooves came from afar!
"Reinforcements have arrived!"
"General Huan He has sent people to receive us!”
Someone in front shouted.
For a moment, the guards and Qin soldiers who were escorting the rations were excited.
With the reinforcements here, they were naturally not afraid anymore.
……
With the help of a large number of troops from Ping Yang's camp, the battle ended very quickly.
After the battle had subsided, the people in barrack B13 hurriedly ran towards Xia Lan and found her unconscious in a pool of blood.
"Station commander!"
"Brother Lan!"
……
Everyone hugged Xia Lan and called out nervously.
"Let me see, let me see."
The old Qin soldier named Qing, who had bandaged his wounds, squeezed through the crowd and came in front of Xia Lan.
She gently wiped the blood off his face and took his pulse."Exhausted, fainted, nothing serious.”
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard that.
At the same time, the military judge of the reinforcements and the military judge brought by Wang Li had already rushed to the battlefield to count the number of enemies killed.
When a military judge arrived at the place where Xia Lan and the others were guarding, he was slightly shocked.
In the other sections of the grain transport brigade, some of the grain had been destroyed and many people had died in battle.
As for the section that Xia Lan and the others were guarding, only two bags of rations were destroyed.
What surprised the military judge the most was the corpses of the Zhao soldiers!
He counted them carefully.
Fifty-seven!
One had to know that there were not many old soldiers and watchmen in their group.
After the military judge counted the number of enemies killed, he also came to Xia Lan's side.
"Who's in charge of this section?" he asked in a deep voice.”
Everyone stood up and pointed at the unconscious Xia Lan.
The military judge looked at Xia Lan's bloody appearance and then looked at his somewhat tender face. He could not help but feel a sense of respect.
The people of Qin worshiped the strong, regardless of age or position.
"Shuo Yang's grain team is at the seventy-third section, killing fifty-seven people.”
The military judge announced his judgment.
However, everyone around Xia Lan shook their heads slightly.
"Sir, we killed fifty-seven people. This child alone killed at least twenty.”
An old soldier of the Qin army stood up and spoke.
If these 57 heads were recorded on their heads, everyone would be able to share a lot of credit.
However, Xia Lan's performance had won their respect, and they did not want to take credit for it.
"Really?"
When the military judge heard this, he was even more shocked.
A child who looked like he was only in his teens had killed more than 20 people by himself!
"Sir, I killed seven!"
Butcher Chou suddenly shouted from the side.
When the military judge heard this, he looked at everyone with a questioning gaze.
Everyone nodded.
Butcher Chou had indeed killed quite a number of them. Seven should not be too bad.
Thus, the military judge looked at the remaining people and asked them how many enemies they had killed before leaving.
It was dawn, and the sun was rising in the east.
The military judges reported their findings to Wang Li.
Next, it was time to reward them according to their merits.
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