Chapter 1162

In the past three years, Zi Chen was injured countless times and killed countless enemies.

Three years ago, the people of the Qin State laughed at the old ox and the Tang State for not having a warhorse, so they pulled an old ox to make up the numbers. But in the following three years, the old ox rider became a lingering nightmare in their hearts.

Three years later, for Zi Chen, killing people has become a habit.

He clearly saw the enemies fall one by one. He looked more carefully and seriously than when he killed the cultivators.

And in the past three years, Zi Chen always felt that he understood something, but unfortunately, he always lacked an epiphany.

… …

"Puff!"

The blade fell, and a head flew up. The expression on the head was still stunned. The warhorse neighed and fell back with the soldier's body.

Zi Chen rode the old ox and rushed into the enemy camp. Holding a brand-new long blade, he cut off the heads of the enemy cavalry one by one.

This was the eighth ordinary long blade Zi Chen changed, and this was the fourth year he was here.

In the past four years, 35% of the comrades who followed him to kill the enemy on the front line have died, and more than half of the remaining 75% have been promoted. The young officer Chen Liu was even promoted to Deputy General.

In this year, the Tang Army not only recovered all the lost land, but also began to launch a counterattack against the Qin Army.

In this year, many of the people around Zi Chen became centurions, and then chiliarchs. Even his comrades from many years ago have become captains.

In this year, Zi Chen still did not understand the rules. It was also in this year that Zi Chen's immediate superior changed three centurions. These three people did not die on the battlefield, but all of them were promoted.

In the fifth year, the battle continued, and Zi Chen was still monotonously killing people.

The sixth year was still the same.

In the past six years, the number of people he killed has exceeded the total number of people he killed in his many years of cultivation. On the battlefield, he was like an executioner on the battlefield, leaving no survivors under his blade.

In the past six years, Zi Chen's immediate superior changed one after another, and his comrades either died or left. The only one who did not change was Zi Chen, the old ox.

Reports of victory kept coming in from the battlefield, and the deeds of the bull-riding veterans kept coming in.

In the seventh year, a new chief general came to the army. The chief general had a great background, and in order to pursue military merits, he signaled for the old bull-riding soldier to go to the battlefield.

Zi Chen followed the 655 cavalrymen and charged towards the enemy.

For the past seven years, the Qin army hated this old man. Whenever they saw him, they would charge at him.

Soon, the cavalry from both sides clashed, and the Qin army completely surrounded Zi Chen's 655-man team.

"Kill our way out. Reinforcements will be here soon."

Zi Chen, who had a few more wounds on his body, shouted loudly. He waved the long saber in his hand again, and heads rolled down one after another.

When they charged forward, they had already made it clear that their team was the bait.

Behind him, the rest of the cavalry gathered and formed a charging formation, unwaveringly following Zi Chen closely.

"Surround him, don't let him escape."

"Third Battalion, Fifth Battalion, quickly surround him. As long as we kill this bull rider, the Tang soldiers will not be a threat."

The chief general of the Qin army commanded, and as the flag waved, groups of cavalrymen surrounded Zi Chen.

This was Zi Chen's seventh year on the battlefield. Although he was a small frontline soldier, his prestige had reached the peak. Among the Tang soldiers, the soldiers could refuse to obey the chief general from the capital, but no one refused to obey Zi Chen.

For the past seven years, he had always been at the front and at the back. He had become a symbol, like a Tang flag, standing on the battlefield for seven years without falling.

As long as Zi Chen did not die, the Tang flag would not fall. No matter how difficult the battle was, they had the confidence to fight and win.

In the past seven years, the Qin army had been defeated again and again.

Therefore, the Qin army wanted to kill Zi Chen. In every battle, they would send out many cavalrymen to surround Zi Chen, but they did not succeed.

This time, the battle was extremely tragic. Zi Chen rushed forward, and the cavalrymen behind him fell one by one. They believed in Zi Chen and believed that they could win this battle. In the end, a group of 655 people rushed out of the encirclement, but only seven people were left.

"We are out."

Out of the seven people, two of them fell to the ground after charging out and never got up again. As for the other five, they were killed by the arrows that had been waiting for a long time. Out of the hundred people, only Zi Chen was left.

The 655 cavalrymen were all dead.

Zi Chen looked back at the corpses of his fellow soldiers that were quickly trampled by the enemy cavalrymen. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he rode back on the old bull.

He had been in the mortal world for seven years, and his body was once again tainted with the aura of the mortal world. In the past seven years, he had killed many people, but because of the presence of his fellow soldiers, his gradually cold heart still had a trace of warmth.

But with the continuous outbreak of war, his fellow soldiers were dying one by one.

Looking at Zi Chen riding away on the bull, a deputy general of the Qin Kingdom said with annoyance, "Ah, we let him escape again."

The general looked at Zi Chen's back, but a mysterious smile appeared on his face. He said, "He did escape, but we won."

"We won, but he is still alive."

"Fighting is never about force, but wisdom," the general said, pointing to his head.

Zi Chen rode back on the old bull with bruises all over his body. There was obviously an uncontrollable anger on his face. He went directly to the place where the commander was.

It was the first time that the soldiers had seen Zi Chen so angry. There was a strange look on their faces. Because he was a veteran, although he did not have any authority, everyone knew that his many years of accumulation of military achievements were enough for him to be in a very high position.

No one stopped Zi Chen. Zi Chen went all the way and met a commander halfway. It was the young officer of that year, Chen Liu.

Looking at Chen Liu, Zi Chen asked angrily, "Didn't we agree that I would be the bait, and you would send reinforcements? Why didn't you send reinforcements in the end?"

Seven years had passed, and the young officer had become steady and mature. In the face of Zi Chen's question, he explained, "The time was not right, the Qin army was on guard."

"Bullshit, you are afraid of death." Zi Chen raised his voice a lot, which immediately attracted the attention of many soldiers.

In the past seven years, Zi Chen had accumulated a lot of military achievements for the Tang Empire. In addition to the number of people he had killed, he had also obtained countless strange achievements.

When all the soldiers admired him, when the whole Tang Empire praised him, the high-level officials of the Tang Empire naturally knew this wonderful man who only knew how to fight, but did not need to be promoted.

Such a person would not be admired in the officialdom, and the evaluation of Zi Chen was only that of a wonderful man.

It was because of the existence of such a wonderful man that in the past four years, Zi Chen's immediate superior had changed one after another. And each of them had hurriedly stayed here for a few months before accumulating enough military achievements to be promoted.

The battlefield where Zi Chen was at had almost become the place where many of the second generation officials gained experience and gilded themselves.

And this time, Zi Chen's immediate superior was a young commander with a high military rank. Of course, his background was even higher, and he was very arrogant.

But in the past seven years of fighting, Zi Chen had seen many good-for-nothing commanders. In his view, this was another good-for-nothing commander.

He was angry, but there was nothing he could do. He could only turn and leave.

Inside the commander's tent, a young commander who looked to be in his twenties threw a stack of papers onto the table with an ashen face. At the same time, he shouted, "Look, this is the flag representative you were talking about. In the past seven years, just the number of times he left the battlefield alive alone is as high as twenty times. These twenty times, how many soldiers did he kill?"

"Before you used him, did you check his background? He is a veteran bull rider who has made many military achievements for the Tang Empire. Bah, he is actually a spy of the Qin Empire. Look, look at these letters. If I had not detected it in advance, today's loss would not have been a hundred men team, but the entire army."

On the table were the number of comrades who had died fighting side by side with Zi Chen over the years, as well as the evidence that Zi Chen had colluded with the Qin Empire to kill his comrades.

The commander was very angry, but in the tent, the other commanders who knew Zi Chen did not believe this.

"Sir, this matter is full of doubts and needs to be thoroughly investigated." A commander said.

"Zi Chen has killed countless enemies in the past seven years. As for saying that he killed his comrades, I don't believe it at all." Another commander said.

Then, many other commanders spoke.

"What? Do you mean that I am slandering him? The Hai Family, who has been loyal to the Tang Empire for generations, is slandering a small soldier without any military rank." The young commander said coldly.

"Sir, we don't mean that. Zi Chen was recruited by me. At that time, I appointed him as a centurion, but he was not willing. He just wanted to be a pawn. If he was a spy, in the past seven years, with his military achievements, it would be enough to sit in the commander's position. But he did not. He has been killing enemies on the front line, and he is not even a centurion." Chen Liu got up and said. The other commanders nodded.

"Commander Chen Liu, you may not know this, but this is where Zi Chen's brilliance lies. He became the lowest ranked soldier, but in reality, he was just trying to fool others and kill our soldiers. Otherwise, why didn't he want to be a centurion after seven years? Could it be that there are people in this world who don't like to be generals?"

One of the commanders who came with the commander said.

"If he is really a spy, he can just be the commander and let the whole army die. When the time comes, he just needs to find an excuse and say that he suffered a defeat." Chen Liu said angrily.

This kind of thing happened to many gilded officials in the past seven years.

"Yes, I don't believe that Zi Chen is a spy. If he is a spy, then there is no one loyal in the Tang Empire." Another commander said indifferently.

After getting the evidence, the Hai Family Head invited them over to see their attitude. Now that their attitude has been made clear, they motioned for everyone to leave.

"Sir, this matter is very unfavorable for us. It seems that Zi Chen's prestige in the army is quite high." After everyone left, a young commander said.

"The evidence is irrefutable. We just need to deal with him according to the law."

The commander snorted and said disdainfully, "He is just a small soldier. What prestige does he have? As long as we kill people with military orders, who in the army will dare to rebel?"

"Tomorrow, I will leave these guys to you. Don't let them get in the way."

"Yes, this subordinate knows what to do."

The next day, the commanders who reacted the most violently were removed from their positions for dereliction of duty.