In Daxia, people actually eat three meals a day; in Daxia, so many people wear Songjiang cloth; in Daxia, so many nobles wear silk; in Daxia, surprisingly...
After arriving at the Fengtai camp, the squad leader proceeded to a quartermaster's office to collect the entire squad's equipment. The quartermaster gave them one hundred fine iron spears, each with a spearhead nearly a foot long, their dark tips clearly deadly weapons. Then came brand-new battle uniforms, leather boots, and even a thick winter coat. Winters in Japan are extremely cold, and Chun Shang recalled the scene of her family huddled together for warmth after a snowfall, secretly wondering if she could bring this winter coat back with her.
Finally, the quartermaster gave him eleven suits of armor. Yes, armor. In Japan, only noble guards and true warriors had bamboo armor. But when Haru looked at the armor he received, he could hardly believe that it was the kind of weaponry given to mercenaries like them.
Ten heavy leather armors, inlaid with finely crafted iron plates, protected the vital parts of the body; the thickness of the leather armor was enough to withstand long-range crossbow bolts. The quartermaster said that all the fire captains had a leather armor. But he, as the squad leader, was assigned a... iron armor.
The breastplate, arm guards, leg armor, and helmet with a face shield were far less elaborate in design than Japanese armor, and didn't look as imposing or powerful as the armor worn by Japanese gentlemen. But the dark texture told me what this thing was; even the daimyo of Japan might not have such steel armor.
There was a slot on the back of the armor, where a halberd could be easily inserted. Although Haruka was not tall, causing the halberd to almost drag on the ground, Haruka did not find his appearance ridiculous at all. He was now a true samurai.
Today, while we were training, General Wu came to the camp and summoned all officers of the rank of squad leader and above. He told them there was a competition that could result in casualties and asked who dared to fight. Everyone stepped forward. No one was a fool. Fortune favors the bold, and where did fortune lie? In the prosperous Great Xia.
A mournful bugle call interrupted Haruka's reverie. Fifty warriors opposite him formed a battle formation. Haruka recognized the formation; it was the Fish Scale Formation from the "Takeda Eight Formations."
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