Soldiers Card System

Su Ping looked at Yi Xin, whose face suddenly paled, and asked the captain next to him strangely:

"What I just said frightened him?"

The school lieutenant smiled:

"Then I don't know, Master Supervisor, you are so imposing that you can frighten people with a shock, let alone frighten them deliberately."

Su Ping raised his leg and gave the captain a kick:

"Your grandson is quite good at flattering Lao Tzu, so he has to get out of the way. Today, I leveled off the Dazhai of the British navy, rested for the night, and will leave the camp tomorrow, go upstream, and go straight to Linzi."

"In ten days, the prince wants to learn from us in Linzi, but you can't let the kid Huaxun get ahead of us."

Su Ping glanced at Yi Xin, who was like a mourner, and ordered:

"I look good on him, and I turned my head back to Linzi and handed it to Ding Xiangwei's person. Since he is an official of the Qi people, maybe there is something on his body to dig."

Yi Xin was desperately held by two navy soldiers, and was randomly locked in a camp, surrounded by all the Intels who had survived by chance. His mouth was full of unintelligible words.

Yi Xin had a lot of dealings with the Internet, and he could still understand some, but after listening to a few words at random, he found a place to lie down anxiously.

All the gurgling people survived lying on the ground and diving in the water, none of them survived the crossbow arrows by their own ability.

In the past, I felt that the British were invincible and invincible. They had never defeated our Qi army. How could they get to the Han army, but they were beaten up.

Are the Han people really good, or are we all too bad?

Yi Xin was lying on the bed, tossing about, wondering.

"You, get up."

A blunt yelling sounded, and immediately after that, Yi Xin felt that she had been kicked twice.

Sitting up, he saw an Intel standing in front of him with mockery on his face, pointing his finger at him, beckoning him to step aside.

Yi Xin's heart was hot, and his anger rushed to his chest.

"Why?"

"This is what I like. Get out, not let out? I'll open you up."

With a hook of the Intel finger, a few Intel sergeants gathered around, eagerly eager to beat Yi Xin.

"Hit him"

The Intel rushed forward, punching and kicking according to Yi Xin.

"Fuck off"

The scolding sound sounded, and a young sergeant wearing a Han army robe sat up under the quilt on the edge of the camp and scolded.

The faces of the outsiders changed, and they rushed up, pulling away the hitting sergeants, and all stood aside obediently.

The young sergeant glanced at Yi Xin, and yelled at him with anger:

"Just let him sleep here, you find a place by yourself, and then make trouble, Lao Tzu's knife is not affectionate."

The young sergeant yelled, and lay down again to sleep on his own.

The troubled British sergeant watched the young sergeant lie down, and all the sergeants found a place to lie down.

Yi Xin was aching all over, especially on his scalp. He was shot through with a crossbow bolt yesterday. Today, he was stupidly beaten by these tortoise grandsons, and his skin was broken again.

He tore a piece of rag and rubbed off the dirt on it. Yi Xin carefully wrapped the cloth on the top of his head and lay down carefully.

He squinted at the Han sergeant who was already asleep, and looked at his bare neck. Yi Xin was convinced that with his own skill, he could be dealt with in one breathing effort.

But he dare not.

If you don't do it now, you can still live in Linzi. If you kill this kid, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow. Not only couldn't do it by himself, but the Intels around didn't dare to do it.

Seeing how they were just now, are they really afraid of this kid?

No, what they are afraid of is the patrolling Han army outside, the Han army condensing weapons.

Offending this kid, as long as he gives an order, all the prisoners in this camp will be cleaned up.

In a daze, Yi Xin slept like this all night.

The next day, Yi Xin was called by the Han army guy next to him.

"Get up, I'm going to start eating soon."

"It's really boring, the team is just arranging me here for nothing, and I'm still thinking about finding a chance to kill you guys, I'm so embarrassed."

Swearing, the young sergeant got up, finished wearing, and gave Yi Xin a kick:

"Follow me."

Yi Xin didn't dare to neglect, so he chased after wearing a belt.

Outside the camp, the horses and horses neighed, and there were sergeants in their corsets and hurried footsteps. The gang carried large baskets of steamed buns and large buckets of porridge back and forth, and pots of scented pickles were thrown in the room. Outside.

The young sergeant burrowed through the crowd, squeezing the elbow of the army dexterously, entered a room, and came out with a few steamed buns and cooked sweet potatoes in his hand.

He threw a sweet potato to Yi Xin who was following him, looked at the steamed bun in his hand, and threw another steamed bun to Yi Xin.

"There are pickles in the basin over there. Get them yourself."

As he said, the sergeant gnawed at the sweet potatoes and walked to the camp in the distance.

Yi Xin glanced at the pickle bowl three steps away, thinking about going to pinch two pickles, and suddenly remembered the irritability of the young sergeant when he got up.

The White Blind Team is arranging me to sleep here for one night.

A group of counselors, none of them dared to do it.

Yi Xin's motion of approaching the pickle bowl stopped, and a thought flashed in his mind, what if we did?

Kill the sergeant, shall we run away?

No, the most likely thing is that we couldn't kill the sergeant, and then we were divided by the Han army.

In other words, the young sergeant was expecting himself to kill him, and then the sergeant under his team swarmed and cut us all.

Now if I go to get pickles, will the kid call me to poison the pickles, and then turn around and give me a knife.

Out of the corner of Yi Xin's eye, he noticed the young sergeant next to him. His hand was already on the hilt of the knife. Not far away, he also had a few eyes, paying attention to himself imperceptibly.

Yi Xin understood in his heart, turned around and chased the young sergeant, this kid wanted to kill himself.

I don't know why, but it is clear that he really wants to kill himself.

Seeing Yi Xin's movements, the young sergeant's shoulders obviously collapsed, leading Yi Xin to a guard lieutenant, and said irritably:

"Lieutenant Fan, your method is simply impossible, we have to take him with him today."

The young man named Fan Xiaowei glanced at Yi Xin, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth:

"Take it with you. Your grandson doesn't work reliably, and he said that Lao Tzu's method is not successful. I will look back at how I can clean up you."

"Everyone is there, gather the horses, and get ready to go."

"Er Louzi, you and Shanzi captured the people, and you took credit for it. You can't ignore the burden. You two take it alternately."

The young sergeant named Er Louzi looked bitter, glanced at Yi Xin, and said angrily:

"Let's go, you will sit on my horse later, hum."

When the march began, Yi Xin knew why Er Louzi wanted to kill himself.

Because of the addition of himself, the horse's speed has slowed down.

If Er Lou Zi is slow, their Wu will be slow, and the whole team will be slow too.

They didn't feel Linzi until the sixth day after the five-day journey.

From a distance, Yi Xin saw the black smoke rising from Linzi City.

On the city wall, a cloud ladder was erected, and the Han army rushed up the city wall like a tide. Every moment, there were sergeants falling from the top of the city.

The Han army and the Qi army also had ordinary people wearing common clothes.

"Mother, General Huaxun has attacked the city wall. We are late."

Wei Xiaowei's annoyed voice sounded nearby.

Yi Xin glanced at Xiaowei Fan, and asked incomprehensibly:

"Hua Xun attacked the city wall. You don't have to fight to your death. Isn't this a good thing?"

Xiaowei Fan gave Yi Xin a chin.

On the contrary, Er Louzi, who was next to him, spent a few days with Yi Xin and became familiar with him. He explained to him:

"You Qijun Taicai, it is the easiest to fight with you and make meritorious service."