Shi San, the commander of the personal guard camp, was a Xinnen who had just been selected. It is not accurate to say that he was Xinnen, because all the soldiers in the personal guard camp were polished for a long time in other field camps and were selected through military achievements. All the soldiers who could be selected for the personal guard camp were the backbone of the troops they were located. Like Shi San, he was selected from the Shayang City Gate Army. Before that, he was already a sentry commander of the Shayang City Gate Army.

But when he arrived at the Qinwei Camp, he was still a new girl.

As a whistle commander who managed fifty people, he suddenly became the soldier at the bottom. Shi San was not resentful at all, but was extremely excited. Everyone knew that if he could enter the guard camp, he would jump into the dragon gate, and his future would be broad. When he walked in the guard camp of His Majesty the Emperor and released it, he would be a lieutenant. If he worked hard, the general would be able to get the position of the general.

The bright future naturally made Shi San excited, but what made him even happier was that he could finally see the leader of the Taiping Army. Oh, no, it should be His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Empire.

It has been half a month since he entered the personal guard camp, but he has not seen His Majesty the Emperor yet, which disappointed him a little. I hope that this rotating day will bring good luck. Maybe His Majesty will walk out of the palace gate and let him see the beauty of heaven.

Shi San was from Changyang County. A few years ago, he was only fifteen years old, and was surrounded by Shuntian Army and attacked from Changyang County all the way to Shayang County. It didn't matter to him, because he was an orphan. He originally made a living by begging or occasionally doing odd jobs in Changyang County. No matter where he went, he could just have a full meal.

After the Shuntian Army was defeated by the Taiping Army in Shayang County and collapsed, Shi San became a beggar again. At this age, he was neither up nor down, and he had to go to Daye City to mine. If he was younger, he would be taken away by the Taiping Army's Sales Bureau. Shi San had no way to go, so he signed up for the Shayang County City Gate Army that was expanding at that time.

In the city gate army, Shi San finally put on new clothes, had enough food, and had a place to sleep. These three small satisfactions prompted him to train himself desperately and make himself stronger. Because he witnessed many people being ruthlessly eliminated because they could not adapt to the city gate army's high-intensity training. For those locals, being eliminated was nothing more than going home, but for him, he would return to a state of no place to live and no place to eat and clothing.

Of course he didn't want to.

He successfully stayed.

Over the years, he grew older and his ideas gradually broadened. In the city gate army, he saw a brand new road and a completely different army.

He tried hard to become a real soldier.

He successfully made himself the best soldier in the city gate army, and also allowed him to stand out in the selection of the personal guard camp. Although he had not been in the personal guard camp for a long time, he had already felt a completely different new atmosphere. Those who could come here were the leaders among the various armies, and there were very few people like him from the city gate army.

This made him feel awe.

Their commander, a young man who was just eighteen years old, had a cold air from the depths of his heart whenever he touched the other person's sight.

He needs to make himself stronger in order to have a place here. If he is swept out of the guard camp because he is not strong enough, it will not only be a shame for him, but also a shame for the entire city gate army. You must know that he is the first city gate army selected since the establishment of the guard camp of His Majesty the Emperor.

In addition to working hard to strengthen himself, he also meticulously completed all his work.

But today, he obviously felt a little different.

From early in the morning, all kinds of people walked into the palace inside from outside. These people, including the generals he admired, like General Zhang Xiaozheng, who was nicknamed kitten but actually more like a tiger, General Gan Wei who had a lame leg, General Huang Hao of the monk, and some lieutenants who could not call him a name, but some of them made him confused, because they were just civilians, and they were all disabled, either missing arms and legs, or looking extremely weak. What's more surprising is that when some people came, they were actually holding urns or spirit cards in their arms, and they also carried a big bag on their backs.

He was puzzled. Can these things enter the solemn and solemn palace?

These people have different identities, but in them, Shi San seemed to feel the same thing, something that was exactly the same temperament as the one in their commander, and that made people feel scared.

Obviously, they knew each other, but when they met at the gate of the palace, they just nodded and did not speak. It seemed that something heavy was spreading among them.

Of course, Shi San didn't know that these people with different identities had a common identity, that is, the Death Camp of the Western Army of the Great Chu.

In the center of the intra-campus field, there was a broken flag. It was a skeleton flag. An iron knife lies between the two skeletons with ferocious faces.

Through the open palace gate, Shi San looked at the flag and was puzzled. He did not recognize the flag, but he recognized the iron knife on the chess flag, because after entering the personal guard camp, he also obtained an iron knife that was exactly the same as the one on the flag.

This type of iron knife is actually not uncommon in the Taiping Army, but the one he got was engraved with two words on the hilt of the knife, "Dao Di". He always thought that this was what His Majesty the Emperor encouraged them, but today, he found some clues, because all kinds of people who entered the palace, whether they were generals or ordinary people, were carrying exactly the same iron knife on their backs, and the word "Dao Di" on the hilt of the knife was clearly visible.

Shi San didn't know that the flag was the battle flag of the Death Camp, and the sword was the battle sword of the Death Camp.

After about 300 people entered, no one came. Shi San heard the suppressed whimpering sound. He couldn't help but turn around and couldn't help but feel a little stupid, because the iron-strong generals in his mind were all crying, and there were even some disabled men who covered their faces with their hands and shook their shoulders, obviously crying.

These people suffered from injuries caused by swords and guns. Shi San also went to the battlefield. Of course, it can be seen that soldiers should not cry, but they were actually crying?

Behind him, the soldiers of the unduly duty-bearing guard camp appeared on the school ground in full arms, and stood behind those people under the command of Mahou, while the other square formation was full of teenage dolls, and these dolls were actually wearing armor exactly the same as theirs.

His Majesty the Emperor is out!

Shi San's body was trembling with excitement, and he finally saw His Majesty the Emperor.

But His Majesty the Emperor dressed a little strangely, exactly the same as those people. If he stood in the queue, Shi San would really not be able to tell which one was the emperor.

Qin Feng stood under the military flag of the death camp and stared at the more than 300 subordinates standing in front of him. At that time, there were 2,018 such people. Now, those who are still alive are standing in front of him.

"Putting armor!" His Majesty the Emperor spoke.

The bags were opened one by one, and the people who entered the palace, from the generals to the common people, bent down and took out armor from the bags and put them on them.

What kind of armor are they? Most of them are dilapidated, covered in scars, and some even have some parts missing. But Shi San was breathing from his heart.

Because before, those who were missing arms and legs and even breathless when walking seemed to have completely changed after putting on this set of armor. Their eyes were shining and their spines were straight.

With a choking sound, Qin Feng's iron knife was unsheathed.

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was heard, and more than three hundred long swords were extended into the sky, making Shi San, who had been on the battlefield, unable to help but shudder.

A low and passionate song rang out from the mouths of more than 300 people. Listening to the war song, Shi San's trembling gradually faded away, and a stream of passion rose from his dantian, and in an instant he filled his whole body. At this moment, he felt the fighting spirit was high.

"Brothers, have you seen it? The battle flag of the Death Camp is up again!" After singing, Qin Feng shouted.

"Authful camp!"

"Authful camp!"

More than 300 people shouted loudly, but thousands of people were shouting, and their murderous aura soared into the sky and went straight to the clouds.

"The first brigade of the suicide camp, deputy lieutenant, wild dog, all 500 people, are here!" The lame general Gan Wei took a big step forward and shouted loudly.

"The Second Battalion of the Death Camp, the Deputy Prince, and all five hundred people are here!" The monk general Huang Hao took a big step forward and said sternly.

"The Third Battalion of the Imperial Camp, the acting deputy lieutenant Xiaomao, all 500 people, are here!" Xiaomao Zhang Xiao was taking a big step forward and shouted.

"Ma Hou, the team directly under the Death Camp, has 518 people, all of whom are here!" Ma Hou took a big step forward, straightened his throat and shouted.

Listening to the roars of these generals, Shi San couldn't help but tremble again.

"Brothers, four years ago, I told you that the banner of the Death Camp will eventually fly over this land. Today, we have done it." Qin Feng shouted: "Brothers, have you seen it?"

Above the schoolyard, there was a dead silence, and only the wind was whistling.

"The death camp of the past is gone, but the soul of the death camp is gone, and its energy is still there! The death camp will never be destroyed!"

"The death camp will never be destroyed!" More than three hundred people responded loudly.

"The death camp will never be destroyed!" The baby soldiers roared.

"The death camp will never be destroyed!" The soldiers of the personal guard camp were roaring.

At the gate of the palace, the soldiers of the personal guard camp who were standing guard with Shi San also shouted with him.

Shu Chang held a brand new military flag in both hands, slowly walked out from one side, bowed slightly, and handed the flag to Qin Feng's hand. Qin Feng turned around and put his face on the old military flag that was ragged but still fluttering. After rubbing for a moment, he shouted: "Today, we will have a new death camp battle flag, and this flag will always fly in our hearts."
Chapter completed!