Chen Qian stared blankly at Huo Jing's body lying on the ground.
He slowly raised his head, and his cold eyes stared at Zheng Tietou and Wu Chang like a poisonous snake.
Then he pointed down the mountain: "That's the Divine Sword Army! I recognize them! They're here to save the people of Xinzhou City, and you... didn't you tell me you were here to stop the barbarians?"
"But the order you gave was to annihilate the Excalibur Army!"
Chen Qian roared, his eyes already red. He glared at the two officers and said viciously, "Those below are the barbarians. Give the order to kill them!"
"This is the gun Ding An Bo made for us! And you want to use it to kill Ding An Bo's Divine Sword Army!"
"They are the army of the Yu Dynasty! They are the divine sword bestowed by His Majesty to protect the country! Are you really planning a rebellion?!"
Songgang is silent.
There was only Chen Qian's roar.
"Shut up! This is a military order! The general gave us a military order!"
"Military orders are bullshit! I finally understand now. You said General Han's troops were rebels, but in fact, you are the rebels! Take out the general's military orders and show them to the brothers!"
Wu Chang and Zheng Tietou looked at each other, and he took out a general's order from his arms and handed it to Chen Qian.
Chen Qian frowned and immediately gnashed his teeth as he tore the order to pieces. However, he did not roar again, and his voice became extremely low: "Such an order... it's better not to obey it!"
"If you want to fight the Excalibur Army, go ahead. I'm not going anyway. Being a Jiebao soldier is boring. I'm leaving!"
He carried Huo Jing's body on his back and walked down the mountain step by step, saying in a resounding voice: "I regard being a soldier of the Northern Frontier Army as the greatest shame of my life!"
Zheng Tietou raised the gun in his hand and aimed at Chen Qian who was moving forward.
At that moment, many guns were aimed at him.
"You... don't want to obey military orders either?"
"It's better not to obey such military orders!"
"So you want to rebel?"
"If you dare to kill him, we will dare to rebel!"
Zheng Tietou's gun was not fired after all. The 60,000-strong team was divided into two waves. One wave followed Chen Qian with weapons, with about 40,000 people.
There were only 20,000 people left in Songgang, and no one mentioned pursuing the Divine Sword Army, not even Zheng Tietou and Wu Chang.
"Han Feng's death was so damn unjust!" Wu Chang sat down on the snow.
"This battle is so fucking frustrating!" Zheng Tietou also sat on the snow.
"So...this mission isn't complete, what do we do now?"
"...I think Chen Qian is right. I've been in the northern border army for over twenty years. This is the first time I've pointed a gun at my own people, the first time I've shot one of my comrades, and the first time I've personally opened the gates for those damn barbarians. Half the people in Xinzhou City died, and they all died defending their homes..."
Zheng Tietou dropped the gun in his hand, looked at Wu Chang and asked, "Do you still remember the words on the monument in front of the Duke of Anguo's mansion?"
Wu Chang gave a bitter laugh, "I will never betray my country, I will never betray the army, I will never point my knife at the people of my country, and I will never let the enemy set foot even a single step into my country...!"
"How... do we atone for our sins?"
"Kill the barbarians to atone for your sins!"
"Then go ahead and kill him. It's better to die than to live!"
The 20,000 troops picked up their guns again and rushed down. The Second Tiandao Army in Songjian was chasing Fu Xiaoguan's troops, and they had caught the tail of this group of barbarians.
The sound of gunfire broke the silence of the night, and blood stained the ground red.
Chen Qian paused, turned around, and remained silent for several dozen breaths. He put Huo Jing's body down and whispered, "They still have some courage. Brother, I can only leave you here for now. When I come back from killing the barbarians, I'll bury you at Yanshan Pass!"
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Fu Xiaoguan stopped.
He held up a telescope and looked at the tragic battlefield.
Could it be that I made a mistake?
Were the soldiers lying in ambush on Songgang intended to intercept that group of barbarians?
Tuoba Xuefeng, commander of the second army of the Tiandao Army, has turned his horse around. He is confused by tonight's battle.
Are those fast-running enemies in front baits?
Is the group emerging from behind the enemy the main force?
It doesn’t look like it. Why are there so few people?
They have flintlock rifles in their hands, could they be the Excalibur Army?
"Kill them all!" Tuoba Xuefeng pointed his long sword, and the barbarian cavalry rushed towards the 20,000 northern border troops.
One by one, the soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army fell down, and one by one, the barbarians on horseback were shot through the chest. There were crackling sounds as the war horses stepped on the corpses on the ground, muffled sounds as the broadswords cut into the barbarians' bodies, and the last cry of a soldier of the Northern Frontier Army was chopped off by the barbarians' long swords.
For the soldiers of the northern border army, this was a battle of atonement. They were determined to die, and with their strong fighting spirit, they taught this barren country cavalry a heavy lesson.
When Chen Qian arrived with 40,000 border troops, only an incense stick of time had passed.
But in just the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, only a few of the 20,000 comrades were left alive.
Of the 60,000 barbarian cavalry, more than 20,000 were also lost!
The battle did not stop. Chen Qian shot a barbarian off his horse and drew the machete from his waist. He roared and flew up, cutting off the horse's head with one knife and then cutting the barbarian on the horse in half at the waist with another knife.
"I'm going to kill all of you bastards!"
The 40,000 soldiers behind him surged like a tide, their hot blood melted the snow on the ground, and the scarlet blood flowed like a stream in the pine stream.
"Eighth Senior Brother..."
"Um."
“Save them!”
"yes!"
The five thousand Divine Sword Army fought back again. An hour later, Tuoba Xuefeng was killed and all sixty thousand soldiers of the Second Heavenly Sword Army were wiped out.
Of Chen Qian's 40,000 troops, only 3,000 remained.
A full 120,000 people died in Songjian!
The corpses piled up into a mountain.
Chen Qian's right arm was broken, but his left hand was still holding the knife.
He looked at Su Mo and grinned, "Excalibur Army?"
"Yes, Excalibur Independent Division, are you from the Northern Frontier Army?"
Chen Qian looked up bewilderedly, and several snowflakes fell on his bloody face.
He took a deep breath, looked at Su Mo, and shook his head, "No, we are not the Northern Frontier Army."
He slowly turned around, and Su Mo asked, "Which unit are you from?"
He shook his head. “We are just straw men.”
To hunt grass means to go to a barren country and hunt barbarians.
The Divine Sword Army had also been to the Desolate Country to collect grass. Su Mo saluted Chen Qian's back and said, "Take care!"
Chen Qian didn't look back. He raised his only hand and waved.
He left with three thousand remaining soldiers, carrying Huo Jing's body, and disappeared into the dark night.
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