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"Turn off the fire, curfew!"
Every night, at a certain time, soldiers will come to convey the curfew order, and let all the peasants put out the bonfires they raised to rest.
The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is large, but if you add tents in this season, it will not be unbearable.
"okay!"
Xue San took the water, put out the bonfire, and got into the tent.
The other three passers-by A have their own simple tents, and the peasants come out in a hurry, and they are not nomads, so the tents in the peasant camp are very small, just to support it.
The soldiers' tents looked good, as they were issued by the army.
"The Lord sleeps inside, and I sleep outside."
Liang Cheng put his blanket at the entrance of the tent and lay down.
Zheng Fan wasn't too polite. Liang Cheng was a zombie, so he shouldn't be afraid of the cold, but he still looked at Xue San curiously, "San'er, won't you come in and sleep?"
Xue San smiled and shook his head, picked up the wine bag he had secretly brought from the tent, and then pointed outside, "Master, I sleep outside, and I have already dug the pit. The pit is convenient."
After Xue San went out, Zheng Fan also lay down.
It's just that I can't sleep tonight no matter what.
The knife is placed under his blanket, and he can touch it with his hands. It seems that this cold object can bring him real warmth.
"Your Majesty, just rest, we are watching." Liang Cheng said.
"good."
There was not much communication, because Zheng Fan believed in Liang Cheng's judgment.
The task of the grain transport team that I and others are currently undertaking is definitely not as simple as transporting grain.
Liang Cheng said that there is a high probability that the logistics team he and others are in should be used as bait, and tonight he deliberately chose this very "dead" terrain to camp. If there is no accident, the use of bait should be That's tonight.
But now, even if you know, you have no way to report to the higher authorities. This situation is a bit like the plot of the movie "Assembly". You were chosen by Shangfeng to be the bait and sacrifice.
Even if you go and tell the centurion in the supply camp, that centurion will probably get rid of you quietly first. Seeing the strange behavior of that cavalry in the past few days, if nothing else, the supply camp The regular soldiers here should be clear about their mission.
As for protecting these innocent civilians, tell them the truth, and then take them to blow up the camp and escape
First of all, this is a desert, and it is four days away from Hutou City on the border. Once the civilian army is blown up and scattered, whether it is barbarians or Yan cavalry to deal with them, it is equivalent to a one-sided massacre. In the end, they can return alive. There are very few in Hutou City.
Moreover, if they really wanted to do this, the three of Zheng Fan would have to become criminals directly, and they would also implicate the blind Si Niang and the others in Hutou City.
Therefore, no one is a saint, and Zheng Fan has never thought of letting himself learn from a saint, and, from another perspective, if he is a little cold-blooded, using these two or three thousand civilians as bait, he will directly annihilate the enemy and complete the war The purpose may be a loss to these peasants, but to Daju
This is a muddled account, and under the muddled account, even those who understand can only learn "rarely confused".
Zheng Fan kept telling himself in his heart that he was just a peasant, just a peasant, nothing more
On the battlefield, as long as you can save your own life, that's enough.
Well,
? If conditions permit,
I don't mind trying to get some benefits for myself as much as possible.
However, due to the rush during the day, the physical exertion was really high. After lying down, Zheng Fan still felt that his eyelids were a bit heavy, so he could only carefully maintain his consciousness and try his best to squint for a while.
Liang Cheng sleeping at the entrance of the tent, his eyes sometimes opened and sometimes closed;
In the well-covered pit outside the tent, Xue San slowly sipped his drink one mouthful at a time, licking his lips with his tongue from time to time.
possible,
For Zheng Fan, now is a kind of anxious waiting;
But for both of them,
This is,
For half a year,
The biggest expectation!
Let this night,
Let's go deeper!
¡¡¡¡
Behind the slope outside the camp, there appeared?Piercing, sinking in an instant.
The barbarian cavalry only felt that his eyes were blood red, and then lost consciousness.
As for Liang Cheng, he waited for the cavalryman to rush in front of him before moving.
Perhaps, in the view of the barbarian cavalryman, the man in front of him would be turned into flesh under the iron hooves of his horse. However, this man swung his fist in an unimaginable way and hit the horse's head. .
"boom!"
The horse's front legs bent directly, and the terrifying inertia threw the barbarian cavalry forward.
Liang Cheng directly grabbed the animal skin clothes on the back of the opponent, pressed it on the car board, and at the same time raised his head suddenly, looking at Zheng Fan:
"My lord!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!"
almost instinctively,
Zheng Fan raised his knife,
Directly beheaded the completely subdued barbarian cavalry in front of him!
"Pfft!"
blood splatter,
splashed Zheng Fan's face,
red, hot, hot,
Zheng Fan opened his mouth, opened his eyes wide, and shook his body a few times.
Gradually, I tasted another flavor,
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