"As long as you survive this time, everyone will be able to eat delicious food and drink spicy food!"

Dong Huaiming's face was pale like gold paper, and there was no blood at all, but he still did not stop: "Every time killing an enemy, he would make a military contribution. The more he killed, the more he would kill, he would be able to win his wife and son after this battle!"

"Everyone who bravely kills the enemy has endless glory and wealth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him began to shout and repeat what he said.

It’s nothing more than killing the enemy and making contributions to gain wealth and prosperity, promotion and wealth.

These morale-boosting words are a bit rough, simple and straightforward, but they are very useful to the soldiers of this era.

The rebel army that occupied half of Xizhou had no worries about food and drink, but many people had lost the motivation to make progress - they could eat and wear and wear, and would not be starved to death and freeze to death. Why did they go to the battlefield to fight to the death? In the era of extremely low literacy rates, most people were illiterate and would never have any ideological awareness of "a scholar who died for his confidant."

Unless the superiors are willing to increase their money, they will use large rewards to stimulate the soldiers to work hard.

The slogans shouted by the demon are very inspiring and infectious, but people's inherent cognition restricts everyone.

Everyone is from a mud-legged family. Why do you work hard here and let others enjoy the fruits of their labor?

Do you really think that everyone is a saint?

Zhang Kuang has a high level of thought.

He overthrew the Sword Sect and the rule of aristocratic families was to make the decision for other poor people.

But the people below do not have this kind of awareness.

Everyone resisted tyranny and exploitation and fought for their lives, because they wanted to become a new swordsman, aristocratic family, and a new exploiting class - to put it more accurately, they wanted to become the best.

Dong Huaiming saw some clues early on and had his own ideas about the overall strategic situation. Unfortunately, he was just an ordinary military advisor and was valued by Zhang Kuang, but he was not the [master of the rebel army].

because……

The natives of Xizhou also emerged in many talents. Many handsome men who were devoted to Zhang Kuang's command were both civil and military, and there were even many who had mastered extraordinary powers.

Unless it is on both sides of the enemy and us, it is difficult to make a direct comparison and cannot tell the difference.

Extraordinary power is a clear "threshold".

There is one, there is nothing, all or nothing, there is no intermediate value of "half-step extraordinary".

Therefore, Wu Di just relied on his bravery and fierce reputation to become famous [Fearless General], not [God General].

Dong Huaiming's several suggestions have achieved remarkable results, and even "opened up" the connection with Ranzhou. However, the scholars and counselors in the Chaos Star Domain are not just corpses.

Although Dong Huaiming had more experience and accumulated more knowledge because of his memories on the earth before awakening, he had some understanding of the essence of the Chaos Star Domain and was ahead of the overall perspective, local strategists had their own unique insights and abilities in the tactical field.

To achieve this level now, it is already the limit of Dong Huaiming and Wu Di's ability.

In the Chaos Star Realm, [Executors] die every day. They do not have the halo called "Real Luck" on them. Staying together in this war-torn era is equivalent to dancing with death, and they may die for various strange reasons anytime and anywhere.

Being poisoned, dying of illness, or even falling from a war horse may lead to the arrival of death.

He was stabbed by a sword, stabbed to death by a spear, and shot by a musket...

These are actually the most normal and acceptable ways of death they have.

From the moment I entered the Chaos Star Domain, Dong Huaiming, Wu Di and 98725 were all mentally prepared.

They are not afraid of death, but they do not want to doubt death worthlessly.

clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!…

This is the sound of swords and swords intersecting.

Bang! Bang!…

This is the sound of a musket pushing ammunition.

The smell of gunpowder and the smell of blood permeated the county town, which was disgusting.

The buzzing sound in his ears made Dong Huaiming feel inexplicably alienated, as if he was separated from the real world by a layer.

In the distance, Wu Di and 98725 were covered in blood, and could hardly see their original appearance, but they were still fighting with the enemy.

As the leader, Zhang Kuang did not take charge of the central army, and also fought in the city. The sword in his hand was dull and the sword was broken, so he threw it away and then seized new weapons from the enemy.

Among the many extraordinary people, Zhang Kuang is already the one with the most outstanding talent, but even so, he still failed to become a true enemy of thousands of people.

Under the suppression of world laws, he was stabbed by a knife and stabbed by a sword, which would also cause bleeding, injury, or even death.

The old wounds on Zhang Kuang's body have scabbed, but they have not been truly healed, but new wounds are constantly emerging on his body.

Dong Huaiming sighed in his heart: "The enemy's reaction speed is ten times faster than expected. The number and quality of these enemy troops are too many."

"It's simply a model for lions to fight rabbits and use all their strength..."

"We... may not be able to survive this time."

While thinking, two rioters broke into the attic, waved their weapons with ferocious expressions, and rushed towards Dong Huaiming.

"Kill him!"

"This scholar is wearing good clothes, probably a fat sheep!"

Dong Huaiming stared at her eyes, took out two early loaded muskets from her waist, and did not aim, but directly raised his hand and pulled the trigger at the two soldiers.

"Even if I die, I will not die at the hands of you bunch of trash!"

Bang!

Two gunshots rang out at the same time, almost turning into the same sound.

The blood spread and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

The two soldiers did not die immediately, but screamed and wailed into a pool of blood. The severe pain completely defeated them, rolling back and forth on the ground, struggling hard, constantly spitting blood foam from their mouths, and kicking their legs desperately, like dying wild horses.

Dong Huaiming was not surprised by this kind of battle.

His pair of muskets can only be said to be a standard musket of quality. It is still good to use for self-defense, but it is less powerful when used to kill enemies. It is quite different from Song Chu's [Shouxiang], which can even be killed by extraordinary people.

However, with his physical fitness, he could only barely use a musket of this level. If it were [Shouxiang], the enemy would be dislocated before he could kill him.

Dong Huaiming bent down without thinking, picked up a bumpy short sword from the ground, cut it out with two swords, and directly wiped the two struggling soldiers' necks.

He looked like an ordinary and weak scholar, but his hands were already covered in blood. Eliminating the enemy was almost like instinct, without any extra thoughts.

"I can die."

A sharp look flashed through Dong Huaiming's eyes and he suddenly pushed open the door: "You must let the demon survive!"

However, as soon as he pushed open the door, a harsh roar sounded in his ears.
Chapter completed!