Fan Chang squatted in front of a big stone, grinding his sword fiercely, sharpening it a few times, lifting up the kettle stove on one side, taking a sip, and spraying it on the stone with a loud bang, and repeatedly grinding his sword as if he had a deep hatred for the stone.

"Brother Fan, stop sharpening it. You sharpen the knife every day, and it will be sharpened to you." Xiaoliang squatted beside him and said quietly.

The last time they rescued a group of refugees who escaped from Changning County, which made a contribution. Xiaoliang, a soldier who had just joined the army, also raised the level one, which made him very happy. In the Ming military system, soldiers received different salaries according to different years. Xiaoliang joined the army shortly after he joined the army, he still received the lowest salary. After following Fan Chang, it was not a big deal, so he was unexpectedly raised the level one, which made the soldiers who joined the army very glorious.

But not long after, the news from Xiangxi made their contributions dwarfed. They wiped out a thousand Qi troops in an organized manner and killed a Qi royal family. Compared with the contributions from Xiangxi, their contributions were nothing.

Fan Chang was very angry and felt that he was very lucky. If he hadn't asked to be transferred from Xiangxi, then this time he would definitely be able to get one of his great contributions, and maybe he would be the sentry leader.

He felt that his life was really bad. At that time, he thought he could make a big battle in Changzhu, but when he arrived in Changzhu, he did a big battle in Xiangxi.

However, the subsequent incident made Fan Chang excited. The matter in Xiangxi seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest. The entire Changning County opposite was in agitation, and a large number of troops began to gather. As the scouts from both sides became increasingly intense, veterans like Fan Chang naturally understood that they were going to fight a big battle.

The big battle is naturally impossible to carry out in places like Xiangxi. If you want to fight, you can only feel that luck is finally back in Changzhu.

As he expected, with frequent changes in Changning County, Taoyuan County also began to dispatch troops. First, General Wang Yun's Fuyuan Camp, which belonged to Fan Chang, was launched. It was indeed Changzhu as the assembly site, and then one main battle camp after another was opened, with Changzhu as the center, and the battlefield was set up.

This is a decisive battle! Fan Chang was so happy that he was so happy that he was going to defeat Qi army with one move. He could fight to Changning County and then he could fight to his brother, sister-in-law and others. He had no relatives to rely on each other and was alone. He had enough of his life alone.

However, things were obviously not as simple as Fan Chang thought. The move was pulled apart. Both sides seemed to want to swallow their opponents in one bite, but they just thundered and did not rain. The Ming army did not mean to attack Changning County, and the Qi army on the opposite side did not make any noise in attacking Taoyuan County.

Fan Chang is now stationed on the mountain he used to patrol. Below the mountain is the land of Changning County. Standing on the ridge, you can vaguely see the camp of Qi army in the distance.

Occasionally, some fights are still fought, but that is the matter of scouts and cavalry. Fan Chang often saw scouts from both sides fighting in this large wilderness between the two armies, but no matter whether they win or lose, it is not their turn to take action. Their mission is very clear, stick to their positions and wait for orders.

So Fan Chang spent most of his time every day sharpening his knife, not only making his knife faster, but also venting his depression. The current situation is simply outrageous to Fan Chang. It is like visiting a brothel, drinking wine and taking off his pants, and the person who came in was actually a eunuch. Isn’t this to suffocate the person to death?

Listening to Xiaoliang's words, Fan Chang glanced at him and threw the kettle to Xiaoliang, "Why are there so many nonsense about our Ming Dynasty's ring-headed knife? Is it easy to get rid of it?"

Xiaoliang shook the shaker, "Brother Fan, there is no water."

Fan Chang suddenly felt relieved, picked up the rag on one side and wiped the knife clean. He choked and even put the knife in the sheath. He stood up with a spear, put his hand on his eyes and covered the sunlight.

"When will this day end?"

Xiaoliang doesn't care. He has not really fought a big battle yet. He has expectations for the imminent war and is a little afraid. In the Ming Dynasty, soldiers are an honorary profession. They can not only support their family, but also bring supreme glory to their family. In Xiaoliang's hometown of Shayang, too many people fought with the Ming Emperor. Now, those who are still alive have basically become the backbone of the army. Most of them have become officers. Of course, some have died in the battlefield.

Xiaoliang hopes that he can ride a war horse like those seniors one day and take the guards back to his hometown to make his parents shine.

But now it is not like before. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have a service period and are strict in recruiting soldiers. They are in poor health and have only sons at home. There is no chance at all. Now, there are militia reserves in every township and village, and those retired veterans are trained. Only those who perform extremely well in the reserve will get the opportunity to be recommended to enlist in the army.

Even if you join the army, under normal circumstances, you only have three years of service. Only those who perform well will be extended to five years. If you cannot be promoted within five years, you can only retire. In other words, Xiaoliang wants to perform in the army, so he only has five years.

So he hopes for war too

Unlike Xiaoliang's expectations, veterans like Fan Chang are not afraid of war, but they hate waiting for him for four years. They are still one step away from becoming a sentry commander. Once they become a sentry commander, they will no longer be affected by their years of service. They are considered professional soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. They will retire unless they are disabled or have not become captains after being disabled or have not become captains at age of 40.

Fan Chang believes that it will be a matter of time before he becomes a captain. As long as this war starts, he will definitely be promoted.

"Brother Fan, look at it, you're starting to do it again. Our scouts, Oh no, we have so few people, there are so many cavalrymen chasing the Qi army." Xiao Liang jumped up and shouted

Fan Chang naturally saw that there were only five scouts running from the front, but there were dozens of Qi troops chasing behind him. It seemed that the situation was extremely critical. The Ming knights lay on their saddle and ran wildly. The Qi troops chasing behind him kept firing feather arrows and swept over their heads.

The scouts of the five cavalry and Ming army were very dispersed, but the Qi army obviously had not been very powerful in cavalry and shooting, and most feather arrows did not have much threat.

"I can't shoot, I can't shoot!" Xiaoliang beside him cried and jumped.

Fan Chang glanced at him: "You know, you're going to shoot accurately, it's not something you can do after two or three years of kung fu. Qi Jun didn't expect to shoot. What they wanted was to slow down our speed and catch up to melee. Look, are the distance between them getting shorter and shorter?"

"It's really!" Xiaoliang stopped jumping, and a look of anxiety appeared on his face.

Looking at the cavalry getting closer and closer, Fan Chang suddenly showed an envious look on his face: "Fuck, these scouts went to attack there secretly again. Seeing that they were not there at all, there were at least two heads hanging on each of them. No wonder Qi Jun pursued him relentlessly. This hurt him. Why didn't I become a cavalry at the beginning!"

"Yes, why not become a cavalry?" Xiaoliang responded in time, "If he became a cavalry, Brother Fan could also kill the enemy."

"Be a slut, I can't ride a horse until now." Fan Chang was very melancholy, "The family was very poor and there was no cattle to ride. Then Ma Xiaoliang, who came, went to prepare our crossbow machine. If the Qi army chased us within the range, it would make us eat."

"It's impossible, such things happen almost every day, Qi Jun is obedient." Xiao Liang said

"No matter whether they come or not, we have to be prepared. This is called being prepared for Yu Weiran. Boy, if you want to live longer, you have to think of any possibility, otherwise one day you will never know how to die if you die." Fan Chang knocked Xiaoliang heavily, scolding that this was a veteran's teaching to new recruits

"Okay, Brother Fan, I'll go now, I'll go now!" Xiaoliang covered his head and ran away with his head. The farthest range of the Ming army's crossbow machine was only about 200 steps, and at this range, the lethality was already very limited. From the top of the hill to the foot of the mountain, it had already exceeded 200 steps. He did not think that the Qi army would be stupid and rushed up. However, the commander had orders, so he could only obey. If he did not follow the military orders, the boards would be boards, and the heavy ones would be able to lose their heads. Since joining the army, Xiaoliang has a deep understanding of this. There are very few things in the Ming army that really killing people and establishing authority, but there are many people who get beaten. In the training camp, Xiaoliang had been hit by the boards and the instructor's big feet. All of these taught Xiaoliang. In the army, soldiers do not need to have their own thoughts, they just need to obey Shangguan's orders.

Fan Chang looked at the distance with some concern. The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. The original 100 steps was now less than seventy steps. For the war horses, it was just a sprint distance. The threat of bows and arrows was getting bigger and bigger. He clearly saw that several arrows had been inserted on the butts of the war horses of his cavalry, but their distance was still far enough.

The four of the five cavalry ran wildly at the war horse, but the one who was originally running at the fore suddenly slowed down. The knight turned around and actually rode the war horse on his back. The big bow on his back was already in his hand.

There are not many archers in the Ming army because they have powerful crossbow machines, but as long as the Ming army still carries bows and arrows, they are all first-class sharpshooters.

The knight calmly pulled out his big bow, and flew towards him in a slight way. With a whoosh, a Qi man behind him immediately fell off his horse.

The sound of bowstrings kept ringing, and the momentum of Qi people falling off the horses to pursue them was suddenly stopped. The Ming cavalry closed their bows, laughed, and turned lightly, running towards the hills.

"Okay!" Everyone, including Fan Chang, shouted loudly on the hillside, shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!