svetikya Chapter 158
Chapter 158
"You are so bold. I count you as one of them. You will be the pioneer of today's challenge! Who else has the fire of unyielding in your heart and is eager to try your hand? Just come forward and let me see your bravery and prove that your Xiliang army is not a coward!"
Liu Yao stood still on the chair, his eyes flashing with encouragement and expectation.
On the side, Gongsun Xu was busy and orderly. He carefully selected the best among the black armor heavy cavalry. Each of the selected soldiers was agile and had a firm look in his eyes, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
Following Gongsun Xu's gesture, several black armor warriors took off their heavy armor, leaving only a tight suit, and their muscle lines looked particularly smooth and powerful in the sunlight. They stood side by side with the Xiliang soldiers, and the air was filled with an indescribable tension and excitement.
This is a game of strength and martial arts, a collision of sweat and will.
The black armor heavy cavalry and the Xiliang warriors, in the most direct way, interpret what "brave men are fearless".
The soldiers of other coalition forces around were also watching, their breathing seemed to rise and fall with the rhythm of the field, every cheer, every applause, is the highest praise for the superb skills and tenacity of both sides.
However, these black armor heavy cavalry soldiers also have a great advantage when facing the Xiliang army. Every soldier in this unit is the best in the army. After the baptism of wind, frost, snow and rain outside the Great Wall, their eyes are shining with tenacity and unyielding, which is the light forged in countless life-and-death battles.
Their daily life is not something that ordinary soldiers can achieve. The richness of the food is enough to make others astonished.
Even on the simplest days, meat porridge and grain cakes are their daily delicacies, the steaming hot meat porridge. Whenever the war preparations were slightly relaxed, a few delicacies would be added to the table, such as rice with shredded pork in fish flavor and roasted whole lamb that only the generals could enjoy.
Over time, their bodies were all very strong.
At this time, a Xiliang soldier attracted Liu Yao's attention.
Although this person's appearance was not very attractive, his face was slightly distorted, his skin was unhealthy blue-gray, and his body was covered with several shocking scars. What was particularly terrifying was that a hideous scar ran across his cheek, like a ruthless mark of fate.
Under the night, his eyes flashed with a strange green light, blending with the surrounding darkness, and seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. In addition, the two sharp fangs inadvertently exposed at the corners of his mouth made him look like a hungry wolf lurking in the dark night, exuding wildness and danger that could not be ignored.
This person was fighting with a black armor heavy cavalry, and he knew that he did not have an advantage in strength.
He was like a cunning cheetah in the forest, flexibly shuttling through every corner of the battlefield, constantly using the terrain to deal with the opponent's clumsiness, looking for a chance to reverse the situation.
This man's name is Yang Xiaotian. He lost his parents when he was young. When he was young, he was often bullied because of his appearance. He was often beaten by naughty boys, but he was stubborn and never gave in. Even if he was at a disadvantage, he would fight to the death. Over time, some people died in his hands.
Later, he fled to the mountains. Over time, they lived with wild wolves in the mountains. Here he also found his own world, lived with the mountains and forests, danced with wild beasts, and gradually honed his extraordinary skills and perseverance.
As time went by, Yang Xiaotian finally stepped out of the mountains and forests and entered the prosperity and complexity of the county. However, this city did not give him a warm embrace, but endless prejudice and cold words came like a sharp blade. People spread rumors, accusing his mother, whom he had never met, of having an affair with a foreigner, and regarded him as a "bastard" with impure blood. Every word was as cold as ice.
Although Yang Xiaotian's life story was a mystery, he had his own pride in his heart. Faced with this unwarranted humiliation and contempt, he was furious. One day, he could not contain himself and drew his sword. The sword light was like a dragon. In one go, he cut off more than 20 heads of those who spoke nonsense, thus defending his inviolable dignity.
Afterwards, he resolutely joined the Xiliang army, and with iron blood and sweat, he sought a world of his own, trying to find a trace of peace in the troubled times.
When he first arrived in Luoyang, Yang Xiaotian was shocked and uneasy in this capital city. Soon, the wheel of fate pushed him to Hulao Pass, and a war that would determine the trend of the world was about to begin. This was the first time in his life that he faced such a grand battlefield. The flames of war were raging and the drums of war were roaring. Every sound struck his heartstrings and stirred his blood.
However, in the fierce battle of this battle, Yang Xiaotian encountered his strongest enemy in his life - Liu Yao, known as the "Jade-faced Butcher". This man not only had outstanding martial arts, but also was both wise and brave. He was like a tiger descending from a mountain among thousands of troops, invincible.The cavalry under his command was invincible. After a fierce battle with the black armor heavy cavalry, Yang Xiaotian accidentally fell into the hands of the enemy and was captured by Liu Yao.
Yang Xiaotian's purpose of joining the army was very simple, that is, to eat well, and to stand out. He wanted to make those who looked down on him look up to him, even if it cost him his life.
At this moment, Yang Xiaotian finally found the right opportunity, went around behind the black armor heavy cavalry, and then knocked over his opponent.
Just when he wanted to pursue the victory, Gongsun Xu stopped the game, announced that Yang Xiaotian won, and personally served him a bowl of rice porridge.
Yang Xiaotian held up the bowl of warm rice porridge steadily with both hands, as if holding a precious gift, then raised his head, and poured all the porridge into his throat in one go, with satisfaction beyond words.
"I... am not full. Can you give me another bowl to satisfy my hunger?" His words were filled with shyness and expectation.
Gongsun Xu smiled gently when he heard this.
"My general has already ordered that if a hero wins, there will be no limit on the amount of porridge. Look at the big wooden barrel over there. It is your granary. Take as much as you can eat until you are satisfied."
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaotian's eyes flashed with surprise, as if he had received supreme grace. He could not wait to run to the wooden barrel. Next to the wooden barrel, several Xiliang warriors had already taken the lead. They squatted or sat around this simple food feast, drinking bowl after bowl of rice porridge. The pure satisfaction and happiness made their faces look particularly vivid in the morning light.
They seemed to have forgotten the smoke of the battlefield and immersed themselves in this simple and pure happiness until their stomachs were full and there was a heavy sense of happiness in their steps.
Of course, happiness is accompanied by sadness. Some Xiliang soldiers who did not win could only watch them enjoy rice porridge with hungry stomachs.
Survival of the fittest has always been the tradition of the Bingzhou Army. If you are capable, you eat meat, and if you are not capable, you drink wind.
At this time, the Guandong coalition forces who were watching could not help swallowing their saliva and kept looking into the rice bowls of the Black Armored Cavalry.
This food is really good, with meat and rice. No wonder the Bingzhou Army is so good at fighting! If you eat well, your combat effectiveness will certainly be high.
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