Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

The common people looked at the soldiers who smelled of blood in their armor, and just wanted to get away quickly.

Walking in front of the army formation were hundreds of black armor troops.

They are different from the tired and lifeless eyes of other soldiers. Their eyes are only dull and determined.

The Hei Jiajun who walked in the first few rows each held a jar in their arms.

They have been fighting for years, and they have almost never stopped in the past few years. It has already made the world know that they are in the army.

They have become famous all over the world and have won a lot of fame.

But in the end, some people can't come back.

They can't forget those guys who roared before they died, who wanted to be in the battle, who were dead but not alive.

I can't forget those quiet people who fell in a pool of blood.

The guy who used to call himself an idiot in training had his neck cut, and the blood couldn't stop flowing from his throat.He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

There was also the guy who always liked to read the jade plaque, counting arrows in his body, leaning against the side of the corpse, wiping his blood-stained hands, he took out the plaque, looked again and again, for fear of getting a little bit of it, He died quite quietly, smiling.

No one cried, but the flames blinded their eyes.

Everyone understands that they bear a name, and this name becomes heavier and heavier as everyone dies.This is called the trapped camp, which bears the name of everyone's blood.The living will take the place of the dead, and let this name continue to shock the world.Call everyone, don't forget them.

According to the general's wishes, they burned the dead to ashes, put them in jars and carried them on their backs, and took them home.

For two years, eating, sleeping, and fighting, I never let go.

Gu Nan sat on Brother Hei's back, full of evil spirits.

Wuge in the waist had killed countless people, and a red line appeared in the blade of the sword.

The spear on his back has been broken several times, and has been replaced several times.

Looking at the bustling city of Xianyang, he looked at the people on both sides who looked at them in fear.His eyes dimmed and he drooped.Then he lifted it up again and looked up at the sky.

No one would think of them as heroes, even if they did what heroes would do.

Just because they are soldiers, they are born to fight, live to fight, and die to fight.

It was 55 years for King Zhao, and Qin gained nearly half of the world.

Chapter 93: Angelica

The campus of the barracks is the same as it was two years ago.

Just like when we first left for the expedition, there was no change, and the wind was blowing dust on the gravel-paved ground.

At the gate of the barracks, there is a wall, and on that wall, there are three hundred palm-sized wooden signs, each with a name written on it, which is the name of the three hundred soldiers.

The wooden sign was stained with blood. When entering the army, everyone had cut their fingers and dripped their own blood on it.

Gu Nan stood in front of the wall, and the soldiers behind him carefully put down the jars they were holding in their arms.

I don't know who it is, and said softly.

"Going home..."

"The army is back..."

They were all dead soldiers crawling out of the corpses, but their eyes were red with stares.

210 four people roared towards the 86 jars that made no sound.

"Army, return!"

The [-] names were all written by Gu Nan herself, and she will also pick them off by herself.

The wooden sign she received was a little heavy, she pulled it lightly, broke the thread that bound the sign, and put it aside.

By the time the 86 plaques had been taken down, the wall had become empty.

The remaining [-] or so signs swayed with the wind.

"These 86 people died in battle and lost my face in the battle. From now on, these 86 people will not belong to my subordinates! They will be demoted to ordinary people and return to their original places! Don't say they are my people!"

Gu Nan's voice was harsh, like scolding and reprimanding.

At the end, she smiled sadly.

"In the same way, if you don't carry me behind your back and commit murderous crimes, entering that dark place will be a good sentence, in your next life."

"It's to invest in a good world..."

"Here!"

Gu Nan took the torches from the people around him and threw them on the 86 wooden signs. In an instant, a raging fire ignited.

"Falling Army!"

More than [-] people stood neatly, with a solemn military appearance.

"see a visitor out!"

"Zheng!" Wuge pulled out of the sheath.

"farewell!"

"Zheng!"

The blade of the sword is like a forest, facing the fire, the green smoke drifting away in mid-air.

"farewell!"

In the fire, the wooden signs were burned away, and those people who were lying on the battlefield bathed in blood one after another were also burned up, and those words after sentences, the ambition to fall into the battle, were all dead but not alive.

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The army came back victorious, King Qin seemed to be several years younger, and his body that was not upright once again stood on the hall.

The marching generals were summoned one by one, and each army was rewarded according to merit.

It was almost night before Gu Nan was summoned.

There was also a reason why Gu Nan was summoned at the latest. The soldiers who fell into the formation were originally forbidden soldiers, and they were three hundred prisoners of death.And in the battle are all bronze-covered before they can go out to fight, and it is not good to reward them openly.

It is the same for the fierce name that was killed in that battle, it is not seen by anyone, and the name cannot even be passed on.They can only have one name, which is to fall into the camp.