I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 57 Thorn!
"good!"

"Lao Jiang's words are exactly what I want! Let's do a dance in congratulations to Sima!"

"Count me in!"

Although their remnant army of 300 people came from different battalions, most of them did not know each other.

But these days of relying on each other for life and death have already made them gradually familiar with each other.

So when that high-spirited figure with a bit of coldness stood up, many people recognized him.

It was Jiang Hu, the chief of Yuanwu's own business.

Seeing that he was going to dance for Sima, he immediately laughed and started making noises.

"Count me in too!"

"Speaking of which, if Sima hadn't helped me the day before yesterday, I would have let that barbarian dog chop me down!"

"I can't repay this life-saving grace! I will perform a dance for Sima today, and I will fully accept it!"

"I don't think Sima will care about me!"

After the soldier finished speaking, he was immediately grabbed by the commander next to him.

"How dare you pretend to be me in front of Sima?"

"Go away! Embarrassing guy! Let me do it!"

As he said that, the team leader pulled him away, stood up and shouted.

"Jiang Hu! Although my cultivation is not as good as yours, I am still a little behind you in fighting on the battlefield!"

"But in the war dance, I really deserve you!"

But after he said this, he aroused ridicule from everyone around him.

"Old Chen, please save it! As for your war dance, all girls can dance better than you!"

"Look at me! Even the general praised my war dance!"

Since ancient times, there has been no first in writing, and no second in martial arts.

Soldiers in the military have always liked to be brave and fierce, and they are most afraid of being compared to others.

Even the war dance is like this.

As for Jiang Hu, who was the instigator, looking at the messy scene in front of him, a trace of hesitation flashed across his cold face.

"Shi Chang, forget it..."

A soldier behind him quietly pulled off Jiang Hu's armor and whispered.

"Brother Shao, even if he becomes a Sima, he is still your junior. How can an elder perform a dance to a junior?"

When another soldier next to him heard this, he also showed a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

"That's right! If the commander hadn't brought him into the army and saved his life many times regardless of life and death..."

But what about him?
He has changed since that breakout battle.

became strange.

They don't need to think about where Han Shao got his cultivation.

You can also ignore his disapproval of his former siblings.

But he couldn't stand Han Shao, he didn't even recognize him.

"Sure enough, all those who have bad intentions are scholars!"

When they caught a glimpse of Han Shao, who was crowded in the center, and the cold figure who was always surrounding him, some soldiers murmured unhappily.

"What about the eldest lady? How can she compare with Wan Niang..."

Hearing this whisper, Jiang Hu's cold expression darkened slightly and he scolded.

"Don't talk nonsense! Brother Shao is not such a person."

He had watched Han Shao grow up. Although his talent was mediocre, his innocent heart could not be faked.

Just thinking of the strange look Han Shao looked at him at the moment he pulled Han Shao out of the pile of dead people, Jiang Hu's heart sank.

After a brief moment of silence, Jiang Hu sighed.

"I hope it's not what I think..."

Several soldiers around him replied subconsciously in a daze.

"What do you think?"

A look of determination flashed across Jiang Hu's cold face.

"No matter what, you will know once you try it!"

He promised Wan Niang that he would bring Brother Shao back.

If he failed to do it, even if he was lucky enough to survive in the end, he would not have the shame to see Wan Niang.

It doesn’t matter if you say you are stupid, you have a single-minded mind, and you don’t know the general picture!
After hesitating for so many days, Jiang Hu still didn't get an answer. He drank several bowls of strong wine and didn't want to wait any longer.

I don’t dare to wait any longer!

The young man sitting in front of people now is so dazzling and so inspiring.

He was afraid that over time, he would be like other soldiers and only remember to call him 'Sima'!
And forget the original 'Brother Shao'.

In that case, he would be sorry for Wan Niang and sorry for Brother Shao!
As for death, he is not afraid!
Men are fighting on the battlefield with their heads in their waistbands. If they can't even keep their promise to their nephews.

That would be worse than death!
"If I die later and you can go back alive, tell Wan Niang not to wait..."

The few remaining soldiers under Jiang Hu's command felt something was wrong after hearing this message.

"How long!"

With a exclamation in his mouth, he wanted to hold Jiang Hu back.

But at this time, the officers and soldiers who were making a fuss had already laughed and pulled Jiang Hu into the arena.

"dance!"

……

dance.

The ancient priest danced his body and offered sacrifices to the sky.The brave warriors would also wave their swords and shout war songs to show their power to the king.

Therefore, dance is not only feminine and charming for women.

It can be masculine too!

It can also be heroic!
When a famous soldier drew out the long sword from his waist, took majestic steps and shouted a majestic shout, he stepped into the field.

Even Han Shao was shocked for a moment.

"I'm waiting for Sima He!"

With a roar, a dozen soldiers marching high on the field slammed the back of the long sword in their hands against the black armor in front of them.

Amidst the clanging sound of metal hitting, dozens of soldiers shouted in unison.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the temporarily formed military formation suddenly stepped hard.

The huge vibration shook the grass beneath his feet and swayed the burning red bonfire behind him.

In an instant, it was like an ancient wild elephant stepping on the earth.

Han Shao squinted his eyes and looked at the soldiers in front of him, raised the wine glass in his hand, and drank.

"color!"

The other soldiers who were not on the field were also staring at the field with burning eyes.

Although I felt a little dissatisfied and resentful, I felt that I could do it myself.

Can even dance better than them.

But when that majestic aura rushed towards him along with Pao Ze's mighty voice, he still couldn't help but raise the wine glass in his hand.

"color!"

"color!"

"color!"

Don’t ask where the wine glass comes from, just ask it is a warm gift from the fellows on the grassland!
After all, they didn't go all the way north, abandoning everything and committing suicide, not for charity.

They are here for revenge!
It's here to kill!

Just like the dozens of dancing soldiers in the field, encouraged by the cheers, the long swords in their hands suddenly danced.

"kill!"

With the word "kill" coming out of his mouth, the aura of the dozens of soldiers suddenly changed.

Under the red firelight, every face, either young or vicissitudes of life, was instantly filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, they did not have the enchantment and gracefulness of those women.

The movements are not so smooth and natural.

But the bravery and indomitable spirit of fighting on the battlefield is still breathtaking.

The same makes people unable to take their eyes away.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Amidst the majestic and murderous shouts, the soldiers waved their swords in their hands and stepped heavily on their feet.

At this moment, this powerful ancient race completely demonstrated the bloodiness and bravery of its men!

Just like the turbid wine in this cup, when you take one gulp, it is like burning!

It's scary!

Taiji, who saw this scene with his own eyes, reflected the figure of the warrior and the fiercely burning bonfire in his eyes.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was excited or scared.

"Taiji, how do I compare to you, the barbarian, as a Dayong warrior?"

Taiji was lying on the ground, his voice not yet completely transformed, said sharply.

"Return to the master! I, the Yong warrior, are far superior to you!"

My Dayong?
"well said!"

Han Shao was in a good mood, laughing loudly, and cut off a large piece of meat.

"Hey, come eat!"

Taiji hurriedly crawled over, took the meat, and held it high to thank him.

"Taiji thanks the master for the reward."

Han Shao's laughter continued as he stood up and raised the wine glass in his hand high again.

"All the soldiers gave up life and death and headed north with me! We will fight until we die!"

"So congratulations to me, the brave warrior of Dayong, today!"

Dozens of soldiers in the field kept dancing and drinking loudly.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

The soldiers watching the dance also raised their wine glasses again.

"Congratulations to Sima! Congratulations to me! Congratulations to me, Dayong!"

However, just when everyone was about to finish drinking the wine, everyone froze in their movements.

Seeing the bright sword light stabbing Han Shao, his pupils shrank violently and he even forgot to react.

"Jiang Hu! Are you crazy?"

……

　Sorry, in order to prevent some inexplicable people from suddenly appearing and saying incomprehensible things, I have added a fan value speech limit. I hope brothers can understand.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)