Chapter 1643: Attack (1)

The weather is getting hotter.

A wine glass fell to the ground with a loud sound. The wine in the steel cup spilled out, and the aroma of the wine spread everywhere.

Hearing the sound, a general from outside the big tent came in, looked at the man lying on the desk and asked hesitantly, "My lord, are you alright?"

King Pingxi opened his eyes, and he was still holding a jar of wine in his arms. The wine jar had bottomed out, and it was obvious that it had all fallen into his stomach. A mere pot of wine is almost like drinking water to him, so how can there be any trouble. But now he is obviously drunk again, but everyone gets drunk when he is not drunk. If he wasn't willing to get drunk, it would be impossible to get him drunk with a jar of wine. Hearing this, he waved his hand and signaled the general to go out. Seeing him like this, the general opened his mouth, but in the end he could only let out a sigh, and exited the tent.

King Pingxi knew what he was sighing, in fact, he wanted to sigh for himself. His complacency almost disappeared after repeated setbacks. In this foreign country separated from his old friend by thousands of miles and oceans, his ambition and ambition have almost disappeared.

First, the March Battle at Ark Harbor, and then the disastrous defeat outside the Bauhinia City. When he wanted to regain his glory, an epidemic that swept across the entire empire, and the subsequent sudden change of a large number of soldiers, all made him feel depressed. bottomed out.

Now King Dasheng and the Xiyi Empire have initially reached an agreement.

armistice?

It's almost like a joke.

King Pingxi remembered whether the sycamore tree in the courtyard of his mansion was still flourishing; he remembered whether his wives and concubines would stay lonely every midnight; he remembered his only three-year-old son , Will he still look for "Daddy" in a childlike voice; he remembers that he swore an oath in front of the god tablets of his ancestors before he went out to fight, whether his ancestors will lament his incompetence under Jiuquan.

Suddenly, he really wanted to go back, regardless of this western expedition.

He is very clear that this is a kind of escape; he is even more aware that in normal times, he looks down on people with this mentality the most. But now, he wanted to escape, because he was afraid that he would break here, die in this foreign country, and eventually turn into a cup of loess.

Outside the tent, it's raining.

The rain is not heavy, but it is very dense, and soon the sky and the earth become blurred. The barracks, once bustling with people, became empty due to the mutation of half of the soldiers. King Pingxi was depressed and hadn't asked about the situation of the military camp for many days, so another general was in charge of the camp. The general abided by his duties and only arranged the daily affairs of the barracks, such as patrolling the camp and making meals.

Outside the camp, a battalion patrol took a lazy break in the woods. Since the fever incident, the morale of the army has fallen to the bottom. Coupled with the depression and inaction of King Pingxi himself, the soldiers are even more lazy. They often avoid the sight of the supervisor and change their ways to be lazy. In particular, some veterans were even more slippery, and there was a drizzle, but there was no sign of rain in the forest, but the air was more humid. A few veterans sat under a tree, rolled some tobacco leaves, lit them and smoked. Cigarettes are a specialty of the Panlong Empire, and the tobacco leaves are all brought over from across the ocean, so they are smoked less and less, so they are particularly precious. A few veterans smoked very carefully, for fear of missing a puff, and the young people who had just joined the army next to them were very envious.

"I didn't think there was anything unusual about tobacco leaves before. There was a lot of tobacco planted behind our house. But now, I realize that this thing is really precious. Take a sip and close your eyes, as if you have returned home." A veteran sighed. .

A recruit next to him said: "We don't know if we will be ordered to go back. If I had known, I wouldn't have joined the army. Otherwise, if I sold my pig pen this winter, I would be able to ask for a wife."

"The boy only thinks about women." The veteran slapped him on the head angrily, almost missing his helmet. Handed him the half of the cigarette left in his hand, and the latter quickly took it and took a long puff. The veteran laughed and scolded: "What's so good about thinking about the women at home? Look at these barbarians, all of them have big breasts and thin waists. Yes. Those legs are so long that it makes people drool, just find a few happy ones and it will be over."

"I do think,

But now we are not truce with those barbarians. Those women can only watch but not move. "

A group of soldiers laughed.

Another soldier next to him said, "I don't want women."

"Then what do you think? You don't want a man, do you?"

"Go." The soldier lowered his voice and said, "I just want to bring back some valuable things. As long as the foreign merchants in my hometown bring back something from here, even if it's rags, they can sell for a good price. Think about it, If I bring a few treasures home, I’ll sell them. The money I get can buy some Susukada and some pretty girls. Hey, we’re masters now.”

"Okay, send your daydreams."

The soldiers laughed. At this moment, the recruit who was smoking a cigarette suddenly felt a chill on his head, thinking that he had been drenched by the rain. He stretched out his hand to touch it, but he felt a sudden heat on his head and hands, and the pain made him jump up as if his butt was on fire.

"What's the matter?" A veteran turned his head with a smile on his face. But the smile froze, and he saw something crawling down from the big tree behind the recruit. Looking at the old soldier, the two red lights hurt the old soldier's eyes.

Seeing the veteran's expression, the recruit looked up, but only saw a bloody mouth slam down, and then the world became dark. He vaguely heard the exclamation of his companion, but his consciousness quickly disappeared.

The veteran sat down on the ground, staring blankly at a headless corpse falling down in front of his eyes, and the soldiers around screamed and picked up their swords. Someone pulled him, and the veteran came back to his senses. He quickly stood up and looked at the monster vigilantly. It has a lion-like head and two human-like hands, but its hind legs have cloven hooves like cattle and sheep. The first corner is bent, and there is a flame burning in the center of the corner. A blood-red monster with dark flame-like lines on its body. It spewed a few wisps of fire from its mouth, spit out the recruit's head, and pounced.

There was a fight.

More than a dozen soldiers died in different ways, and only the veteran was still alive. But he lost one hand, dripping with blood. The monster with two knives stuck in its body opened its mouth and spat out the veteran's arm. The veteran ran towards the barracks, and looked back, only to see that the monster had already caught up. Moreover, in the dim light deep in the forest, a little red fluorescent light lit up. Then more monsters rushed out of the woods, rolling towards the barracks like a red tide.

King Pingxi, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly heard the sound of a sharp horn. He sat up with his head upright, and a general rushed in and shouted: "It's not good, my lord. We are attacked, it's monsters, those monsters!"

King Pingxi's last remnant of alcohol disappeared.