In the tent.
The black armor made of iron was put on Ying He's body. It might be a little heavy for ordinary people, but it was nothing for Ying He.
However, Ying Ran didn't really like the style of the armor.
It was just a few pieces of iron and copper tied together with hemp rope. It was really too simple.
Moreover, it was mainly concentrated in the chest. There was basically no protection for the neck and limbs.
It could not block the slash of the sword at all.
It was a pity that the iron-smelting technology of this era was not mature enough. Otherwise, Ying Mo could have copied the armor styles from the Tang and Song Dynasties.
For example, Tie Futu, Xuan Jia, and the like. Not only did they look domineering, but their defenses were also extremely powerful.
Actually, with the current technology of the Qin country, it could still be barely forged, but it was impossible to produce it on a large scale.
"I heard that the Mohist School of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy is the best at forging artifacts. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to capture a batch.”Ying Kong rubbed his chin and thought.
Immediately after, Ying Chi walked out of the tent and looked up at the sky. He found that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it seemed like it was going to rain.
This was the second day since Ying Chi had arrived in Changping, and no battle had taken place.
Perhaps because he was worried that Ying Chi would have nothing better to do, Baiqi transferred him and Wang Jian to help out in the logistics department.
At this time, Ying Mo noticed Wang Jian, who was moving the provisions beside the tent, and walked over.
"Let me help."
Seeing Ying He roll up his sleeves, Wang Jian said worriedly,""This thing is very heavy, at least a hundred pounds. Can you move it?”
"It's not that you look down on me." Ying Mo rolled his eyes. Then, under the shocked gazes of Wang Jian and the surrounding soldiers, Ying Mo picked up the hundred-pound grain with one hand and weighed it in his hand.
"It's not very heavy."
As he spoke, Ying Mo picked up another bag of grain with his other hand. At the same time, he lifted the tip of his foot twice and picked up two bags of grain and put them on his shoulder.
Ying Kong calmly moved the grain to the granary a hundred meters away.
Seeing this scene, Wang Jian and the rest were all stunned.
"This little brother is a little too strong. That's a full 400 pounds!”
"I'm already exhausted from carrying one bag, but this bro can carry four bags by himself. He's simply a god!”
"Old Wang, what's this little brother's name? I need to go up and make friends with him.”
Wang Jian was also a little surprised, but when he thought about how Ying Chi had been cultivating by Baiqi's side since he was a child, he realized that Ying Chi's skills were definitely not ordinary.
"His name is Qin Xiu." Wang Jian reported Ying He's real name.
"Qin Xiu, this name sounds promising!”
"I also think that with his great strength, he will definitely be a good warrior on the battlefield!”
Hearing everyone's praise for Ying He, Wang Jian couldn't help but think of the bet he made with Ying He yesterday.
"Behead a thousand people?" Wang Jian shook his head. He admitted that Ying Mo might be very powerful, but it was unrealistic for him to behead a thousand people.
At this moment, Ying Mo came back after moving the provisions. Noticing that everyone was looking at him, he frowned and said,""Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and move. If you don't move, it'll rain!”
Hearing this, everyone hurriedly moved.
If these rations were to get drenched by the rain, they would all be punished by military law!
With Ying Chen's participation, the speed at which everyone moved the grain was obviously much faster. In less than fifteen minutes, these hundreds of bags of grain were all loaded into the granary.
As soon as he finished moving, it started to rain.
The rain was not heavy, just a drizzle.
Ying Mo was bored, so he went out with Wang Jian.
In any case, he had the identity of Baiqi's personal guard, so apart from some important military areas, he could freely enter and leave the camp.
The two of them arrived at the city gate tower and found more than ten soldiers gathered at a corner of the city gate tower. They were all leaning against the wall of the city gate tower in a daze, and their eyes were indescribably numb.
Ying Mo noticed that these soldiers all had the same characteristics. Each of them had a broken body.
Some had no hands, some only had a leg, and some even had their lower bodies missing.
"These are all veterans who participated in the Changping War.”Wang Jian's tone was somewhat heavy.
"They're already in this state. Why aren't you letting them go home?" asked Ying Mo with confusion.”
"Go home?" Wang Jian laughed bitterly and shook his head." How can it be that easy? As long as the battle in Changping is not over, they will never be able to return.”
"Actually, it's not just them. We're the same. From the moment we stepped into Changping, we were destined to live and die with this land.”
Wang Jian pointed at those seasoned soldiers." Just look at his eyes and you'll know. They know that they'll die here, and they're also waiting for death.”
Ying Mo fell silent. So this was war.
From the moment he stepped onto the battlefield, life and death were no longer something he could decide.
Surviving didn't mean you were lucky, because you couldn't be sure if you could survive the next battle.
This kind of waiting for death was undoubtedly a kind of torture, and it was the easiest to destroy one's heart.
Ying Chi finally understood why all the soldiers here looked so lifeless.
After all, death could come at any time!
"This is a chaotic world." Ying Kong couldn't help but sigh.
"Chaotic times are not as simple as war.”
Wang Jian shook his head, then asked Ying Chi,"Have you seen refugees before?"
Ying Jiu frowned. To be honest, he had never seen a refugee since he came to this era. After all, he had never left Xianyang City.
However, there were still times when he heard that many people could not afford to eat because of the disaster, and gradually became refugees.
"I've seen it before!" Wang Jian's eyes revealed a trace of pity." I live purely for the sake of living. I can't see where hope is at all, and I don't know where I want to go either.”
Speaking up to this point, Wang Jian let out a long sigh.”
" I don't know why there is a war, nor do I know when it will end. I just want to live, but such a simple thing has become a difficult obstacle for countless people to overcome.”
"I just want to live!"
This sentence touched Ying Lin deeply.
He couldn't help but compare it to the future, but he found that there was no comparison at all.
Because this was a chaotic world, an era filled with war and blood!
There was no such thing as living and working here, nor was there any entertainment.
There was only an endless war!
Everyone was living for the sake of living.
The so-called service to the country was just a choice that he had no choice but to make.
The commoners did not care who was sitting on the throne. They only cared if they could eat their fill and wear thick clothes.
As for peace and prosperity.
In such a dark era, how many people dared to dream of such a beautiful dream?
"Not only do I want to have this beautiful dream, but I also want to turn this dream into reality bit by bit!”
A flame burned in Ying He's heart.
Although this flame was very weak, the small ones only had a little spark.
But one thing was for sure.
One day, this little spark of fire would completely transform. At that time, it would cover the entire Nine Provinces with the power of a prairie fire!
The dazzling flames would break through the dark clouds and burn all the filth in the world!
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