C1 First return to the battlefield

When Chen Ling woke up, his chest was in pain and fresh blood was still flowing out. He forced himself to open his eyes and look around, only to realize that he was surrounded by corpses, all of them were wearing ancient armor, swords, spears, halberds, and shields were scattered all over the ground, some of them were even embedded into the bodies of the dead. There were dead bodies of the two different armor that had piled up like mountains, and their broken limbs were scattered everywhere.

"Where is this place?" Why would I appear here? " He looked around at the surrounding scene and asked himself in a daze.

Chen Ling, 26 years old, came from the ancient China's martial arts family, and received extremely harsh and cruel training from childhood. He first trained his muscles and bones, then trained his innards, meridians, and veins.

In the past eight years, he had carried out a total of forty-nine missions, and every time he fought a battle after the war he would be drenched in blood, almost losing his life on several occasions. As a soldier, it was his duty to obey orders.

However, this time, he only remembered that he had accepted the country's S rank treasure box plan, a secret tomb belonging to an ancient emperor. He had been sent by the National Security Bureau to a secret base in Western Europe for a mission, and when the mission ended, he had a life-and-death battle with a top assassin of the world, and in the end, he had been stabbed and killed, and the entire base had exploded into nothingness. He had also been affected, and after that, he did not know anything, but when he woke up, he found himself in an ancient battlefield!

Chen Ling covered the wound on his chest, and for the time being, he used his hands to block the blood that was gushing out. Using all his strength, he stood up and staggered, then looked around.

Not far away, there were some broken flags standing against the wind, fluttering in the wind, Chen Ling took a closer look, only to see ancient characters dancing on them. Fortunately, he had grown up in the Martial Arts Family, and was extremely knowledgeable in classical culture, so he had read and understood this type of ancient seal before.

Wei Country's army? The army of the Qin Army? Heavens, was she back to the ancient times? Why am I here? Impossible!

Chen Ling was in a muddled state, the pain from his wound was unbearable, he staggered for a few steps, and heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. He stood on top of a pile of corpses, and looked out, only to see that a few miles away, the sky was covered with yellow sand.

Tens of thousands of horses galloped, an army of a hundred thousand men! "Oh my god, looks like I really have returned to the ancient times. But, which side am I on?" Just then, a stream of hot blood gushed out, Chen Ling spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.

… ….

"Yan Zhi, Yan Zhi, wake up …"

A few anxious shouts came to his ears. It was unknown how long he had been unconscious, but Chen Ling's consciousness gradually woke up. "Am I dead? Who is Yan Zhi? "

Feeling dizzy, Chen Ling forced himself to open his eyes and saw a few unfamiliar faces in front of him. They had tied their hair up in a bun and were wearing a leather belt around their waist.

Chen Ling was momentarily dumbstruck, and thought: "Where is this film being made at? When did I become an actor? "

"Yan Zhi, you're awake. How are your injuries?"

The voice sounded a little awkward, but he could barely understand part of it. Chen Ling nodded blankly, and looked around. Only then did he realise that they were inside a big tent, with close to a hundred ancient armored warriors lying around them. They were moaning and groaning non-stop.

"This... "Where is it?"

"This is the injured barracks!"

"What wounded barracks?" "Why am I lying here …"

He pouted his beard and said hoarsely: "Crap, didn't this child have a brain injury? Why are you still talking nonsense, we are on the battlefield in Hedong City, you won't forget that you are a little pawn from the left camp of the Wei Army vanguard, right?"

Chen Ling made a plan in his mind. He was stunned by the scene in front of him. Such strange things could only happen in novels or movies, right? His lips trembled, and he was unable to utter a single word for a long time. Following that, a few chaotic thoughts blended into his memories, becoming chaotic and unclear …

Chen Ling only knew that he was a young noble who had fled for his life. The only thing he knew was that Yan Zhi had a temporary reputation, after becoming a hostage in Korea, he was captured by the army of Wei Nation as a lackey during his escape. A few days ago, during the great battle, it was a battle between the Qin Nation and the Wei Nation that resulted in the fight to the east of the river.

"Yan …" Job title? No, I am Chen Ling! "

The thoughts in Chen Ling's mind became clearer and clearer, as he gradually suppressed a few other distracting thoughts, and tried to control the new body. He thought about it as much as he could, and just as he wanted to sit up, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Yes, Black Tiger, your name is Teng Hu!" The rough man laughed heartily and revealed a sense of brotherly familiarity.

The other two youths, one was Shen Zheng, aged twenty-four to twenty-five, the other was Jing Yan, and were only fifteen or sixteen years old. Both of them were forcibly recruited into the army, and before the Spring and Autumn Festival, the noble surname was inherited from a distant ancestor, thus a hundred generations of history did not change.

During the time of war, the clan law system had collapsed and the surname system had undergone a fundamental change. At this time, the clan began to change from the surname to the surname, the Qi Nation, which was originally a surname, to the name of Tian. After entering the war country, the commoners had a surname, and the commoners had a common name.

All three were Yan Zhi's comrades-in-arms, they were all soldiers at the left camp in the vanguard. When they fought against the Qin Army, they were scattered by the Qin Army's elites, and suffered heavy losses for a moment. A few of them were blown away, "Yan Zhi" was cut down by the enemy's sword, while Chen Ling accidentally attached himself to his body.

At this moment, a young lady walked into the army camp. She was wearing a light green silk hemp dress, and was clad in a plain, elegant, and beautiful green armor. However, her dress was neatly cut, and her body was soft and supple, which accentuated the bumpy curves of her waist. Her figure was pleasant to look at, and she carried a bamboo basket with a lot of herbs and clothes wrapped around her arm, and when she saw that there were a lot of armored warriors making a racket inside the tent, she frowned and shouted, "Stop bothering the wounded to rest, hurry up …"