For a Prosperous World

A beam of skylight fell from the sky, before the water in Huolaoguan. It fell on a slightly bright blade, the edge of the blade was clear, and there was a cold light under the light of the sky.

In the cold light, an endless array of black armor, reflected in rows and rows of army formations, stood in front of the barracks on the flooded blade.

The cold wind blew endlessly, coming face-to-face, clasping the banner of the army, blowing the soldier's collar.

The portrait was frozen and froze there. Without moving, many people lowered their heads, and the expressions on their faces could not be seen clearly, but when they came, they should have no expressions.

All the soldiers in the barracks have gathered here.

Sun Jian stood in front of the army with a knife and looked out west.

Looking west from the barracks, you can see the tent camp and the bonfire in the camp under the tiger prison.

About two days ago, this army had been stationed outside Huoliao Pass. It seemed to be Dong Zhuojun's vanguard. The station there was also looking for opportunities to repel Sun Jian's part, or it might be the strength of the princes.

However, Dong Zhuo's pioneers did not move in the past two days. They just set up camp outside Huolao and did not deploy defenses. I didn't know what they were planning to do.

No matter what you plan to do, try it out today.

Sun Jian held his own handle, turned around, and looked around in the army.

Standing in a row was a four-member school general riding a horse. Seeing Sun Jian turned his head, at the same time he slightly raised the blade of his hand and bowed his head to salute.

Sun Jian nodded, looking at the four generals behind, and fell on a soldier in the army.

The soldier bowed his head, his shoulders trembled slightly, and the helmet's brim was covered, and he could not see the look on his face.

Sun Jian stepped up and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You, raise your head."

The soldier raised his head, tears were flowing, tears were frozen on the face by the cold wind, and a thin layer of frost was formed.

"What are you crying for?" Sun Jian asked lightly.

"General." The soldier's shoulders trembled, gritting his teeth.

"I'm afraid."

A man cried in front of people and said that I was afraid that it should be a ridiculous thing.

But no one laughed at him on both sides of the military formation at this time, because everyone was afraid that the man just happened to cry.

After joining the army, no one knows what will happen, whether victory or defeat, death or life.

Sun Jian's hand slowly clenched, grasping the soldier's shoulder armor, and he was silent for a while, then asked.

"What is your name and where does your family live?"

The soldier didn't understand what Sun Jian meant. He knew that crying was not upset, knowing that it was boneless, but thinking that if he died, the old man in the family had no help, tears could not help coming out.

People are always weird, and they always have no feelings. When they really feel that they want to lose something, they feel like crying.

The whole family waited for his military battalion to eat, and white hair and black hair were no different from the death of two generations.

"Chang Cheng, who lives in Changsha, Ningxiang."

The soldier responded intermittently.

"Mo no more crying!" Sun Jian looked at the soldier with a glorious look: "Give me some strength!"

Talking face to the soldier, against his forehead, a pair of red eyes glared at him.

"When they get there, either they die or you die, or if you are going to die, don't let me cry like this."

"Don't lose the face of Jiangdong Erlang!"

The soldier was choked with drink by Sun Jian, and stood a little at a loss.

Finally, Sun Jian glanced at him fiercely, pushed the soldier away, turned and walked to his horse, and got on the horse.

He took a few steps forward holding the reins, and suddenly he turned his head and looked at the sluggish soldier.

"Ningxiang, Changcheng. I remember, and I will kill the enemy. If I die, I will order someone to give your family a favor and treat your family preferentially."

Said Sun Jian raised his eyes and looked at all the soldiers in the array: "You are the same."

Although there was a law in the Western Zhou Dynasty, "every march, officials have dead, give it a funeral, and return to the tomb of Yi, this is the way to strengthen the country."

But in the army, most of the cases are dead if dead, no one will collect your body, it should be buried in a place on the battlefield, not to mention any care.

However, Sun Jian's army is giving care. It is not given by the court but by the local government. It eliminates the worries of the soldiers and is used to improve combat capabilities.

How much is a soldier's pension?

About Mo is half hanging money, in fact, it is almost the same.

In this world, two dangling money can buy a sword, and half dangling money can buy one life.

"Well."

A sound of friction between the blade and the scabbard, the ancient ingot knife on Sun Jian's waist was slowly pulled out and held in his hand.

Raise the long knife and point to the barracks outside Huoliao Pass.

"Get out!"

The army pulled out, and the stagnant soldier held the spear in his hand. Finally, he walked steadily toward the road. He didn't want to die, so he had to kill others and return.

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"Report!"

A voice came from outside the account.

Huaxiong sat in front of the desk case in his account, and looked a little casual.

"Come in."

As he said lightly, a general pushed the curtain of the camp and came in.

Seeing Huaxiong was to bow down on one knee.

"General, Sun Jian's department has begun to march."

"Oh." Huaxiong smiled softly as he sat at the table. "Is it? I thought they would be watching for a few more days."

"I want to come, to see our army standing still and trying to test," said the general kneeling on the ground.

"That's it." Huaxiong raised an eyebrow and looked at the general kneeling on the ground.

"Only lose, not win, but understand?"

The general's face hesitated: "But general, our army is a defender. If it is easily defeated, I'm afraid the other party will not believe it, and it will be difficult to take it lightly."

"Then add something and just let them believe it?"

Hua Xiong said with a smile, his tone was completely indifferent, but it made the kneeling general somewhat cramped.

"General, what should I do?"

"Wait until Sun Jian's army arrives at ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You can lose when the leader is at war, the rest is not yours."

"Go and call Vice Admiral Hu Yan." Pointing out of the account, Huaxiong's voice was not heavy.

The general bowed his head and retreated silently.

Huaxiong wanted his subordinates to defeat, and then retired in order to wait for the attacking Sun Jian to break through at night, but at this time, he still needed a reason to convince Sun Jian that they were really defeated.

Probably after a period of incense, Huaxiong and others were a little impatient, and it was just a general who went outside the camp.

"General, Hu Yan came to take his life."

Here comes the reason.

There was a smile on Huaxiong's rude face, and he greeted the outside: "General Hu, come in."

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