"Oh! Xiaoyu is suffering from the wind and cold? Hahaha, he is really a young child, and he has to rely on his sister to take care of you. Hey, you are a man with a handle!"
At this moment, a soldier next to him jokingly said.
"Billing! Envy I have Xiao Ruan? Envy you! What the hell? I took care of all the wind and cold. You broke your hand before, and you have to go back to the camp and tie cotton. This is the gap, this is the fate. Envy and go! Hahahaha!"
"Oh! You little immortal, why don't you choke to death by drinking milk at night?"
"What? I'm willing to suffocate!"
"You, you, you! Damn!"
The veteran scolded him for a while and couldn't think of how to scold him, and finally used one of his most commonly used words. Although he didn't know what it meant, it was straightforward to say, so he scolded him directly.
Then he left directly.
He is envious, no one does not envy.
This expeditionary army has 40,000 soldiers, from the general to the soldiers, no one does not envy this little kid who takes a woman to the battlefield.
The most annoying thing is that forty thousand strong men, no one dare to think anything wrong with Xiao Ruan. The law of military law seems to have failed here, and they all turn a blind eye to this. Only eye.
Speaking of... Actually, it's not surprising.
That person was just envious, just wanted to say a few more words to this kid named'Xiaoyu', but in my heart... there was only reverence and fear, and deep heartache.
Yes, Xiao Yu has an injury. From the very beginning to the present, it has not been well. On the contrary, it has become more serious. Every time he gets off the battlefield, he seems to be heavier, especially the coughing at night, which makes people worry about his life. Before the day.
To say that this kid... was actually picked up.
Just over a month ago, during the truce, the officers liked to go hunting in the mountains, mainly because they wanted to add a meal to their supper.
However, two people were found in the mountain. If it weren't for the officer's quick response and withdraw the longbow in time, he would have shot them as little beasts.
The officers discovered that the two men were a young woman with a half-year-old child, all in tatters and injuries, especially the child. The injuries on his body were shocking, and there was no complete place at all, otherwise it would not be at the beginning. When he was almost treated as a little beast, it was hard to tell that he was an individual when viewed from such a close distance.
This kind of injury would be considered dead in the army, and it would definitely be impossible to save alive.
The officer suggested that the woman should give the child a joy to save him alive and suffering. After all, he would definitely not be saved. The pain of this kind of injury might not be as good as death.
Especially an enthusiastic person who still wants to help that woman, fearing that she won't be able to do it...
As a result, several officers were beaten in this dense forest.
The attacker was the woman, and the attack was neither heavy nor light. Anyway, when several officers knelt on the ground and held their heads, they had already turned into an appearance that even their biological mothers could not recognize.
My mother can't recognize it, what kind of degree is that? Many people use this description, but to what extent
Lu Yu remembered clearly that in his previous life, after a disaster was over, dozens of victims lined up neatly and placed them on the ground with only a bedding.
Some corpses were tall, covering their heads, and their feet were exposed.
The family members who survived nearby came to claim it, and many people walked through here trying to find their families.
A mother dragged her injured body. Before she started looking, she suddenly pointed to a corpse that only showed her feet and wept bitterly.
That's her son, who can't admit mistakes just by relying on a pair of feet.
In fact, it would be really miserable if the person who was beaten couldn't even recognize his mother.
Just like those military officers, the miserable watchers shed tears when they hear the sad ones.
They cried themselves and felt wronged, saying that they were kind and could not bear this sin.
The woman said that she knew these guys were kind, otherwise, they would have been dead.
In the end, the woman and the child followed the officers back to the camp. The officers were preparing to use the strength of the army to give a lesson to this fierce woman, but they were catching up with the enemy’s stealing camp and a fire company. Burning the Qili camp, the loss was extremely heavy. The woman only protected the children and fought left and right, not allowing an enemy army to approach the children's ten-step range.
The enemy was also frightened, and subconsciously began to avoid this place, walking around one by one.
Several defending officers discovered this situation and hurriedly moved in. Sure enough, as long as they were around, there would be no enemy troops to attack.
A little shameless, relying on the protection of women, but several officers still think that their lives are more important than their face.
But after all... in distress.
Just as the child was in danger, the child suddenly opened his eyes, looked left and right, reached out his hand and touched the woman's cheek, amidst the fire and fire, under the symphony of iron and blood, he whispered: "I am injured. You have to rest more, this kind of disorder will make you more injured."
Then struggling to sit up, frowned, and said to an officer who was wounded and retreated, sitting next to him: "If this goes on, the camp will be lost."
The officer said with a bitter face and angrily: "Do you still use you to tell me? I have eyes!"
The child whispered again: "It looks like you should have a loud voice. You come and shout twice, what do you call? Um... Just shout... Don't move like a mountain... Right."
"What do you mean?"
The officer was shocked and didn't know what the other party was talking about.
The child sighed and said: "Gather your mental strength and wait a while... There is only a momentary opportunity. You must grasp it and shout so that the entire military camp can hear you, understand?"
The officer was stunned.
"What's the chance? What a moment? And how can I shout for the entire barracks to hear this mess? I don't have such a loud voice..."
However, the child did not answer him, but just gave the woman a look, and closed his eyes again, as if he was asleep again.
The woman took a deep breath, and suddenly stopped killing, but stood beside the child, gasping slowly, stretched her palm behind her, and drew a cicada-wing scimitar from her waist...
moon!
In the next moment, everyone on the battlefield seemed to have seen the moon.
The moon is not in the sky, and there is no moon in this season.
The moon is in the barracks, in everyone's pupils.
Obviously not, but it is so clear.
Then, this round of bright moon across the battlefield.
Taking away countless lives, it also brought this chaos, only a moment of silence.
The officer didn't know what "an instant" was before, nor did he know what he was waiting for.
But at this moment, he knew.
He jumped up violently, exhausted all his strength, heart-piercing, as if to scream out his throat, blast his lungs, and scream deaf in his ears...
"Not moving like a mountain!!!"