章節 37: A Foolish Way to Lose Good Men

"What do we do, sir?"

Jun looked at a man who seemed terrified, asking what to do in this battle, as if he were his commander. "Just hold on; the cavalry will support us once they see things going wrong here."

Crack! Crack! Crack!

"Damn it, hold the line."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"My leg…"

"Aren't there any medics?" Jun was stunned. He had just made a tourniquet for a man who had lost half of his hand, only to discover that there were no doctors or healers here. He didn't know what they were called in this era, and even more tragically, he didn't know much about China.

Kyou Kai watched Jun panic and moved behind him to take cover with her shield. She wasn't planning to attack like Shin at that moment.

"What are you doing here?" Jun asked with a double meaning: first, asking Kyou Kai why she was in this war, and second, why she was behind him using him as a shield.

"Taking cover." Kyou Kai was a girl of few words; she wouldn't start talking now in the middle of a war.

Jun didn't have time either; he used his shield to protect others from being killed in such a tragic way, but he wasn't having much success.

"They're all peasants; they'll die."

"Thanks for stating the obvious. Anything else?" Jun asked, becoming increasingly hysterical as he didn't know how to control the unnecessary deaths that were happening.

This was a foolish way to lose good soldiers; Qin was sending peasant soldiers to war, and Wei was doing the same. Neither nation had a proper standing army.

"For Wei, Qin bastards."

Jun saw a soldier approaching him, and before he could attack, Kyou Kai threw a helmet she had found on the ground, hitting the forehead of the Wei soldier, who seemed eager to die.

"Damn idiot, does he know he's not supposed to attack alone?"

"To battle!" As soon as Jun's words left his mouth, Shin jumped like a monkey onto the battlefield, surrounded by enemies.

Was that the protagonist?

Jun would find out if that idiot named Shin survived. Meanwhile, Kyou Kai grabbed another helmet and said, "I'll cover you; keep the shield up."

"Do I have a choice?" Jun was drenched in blood; this situation was more brutal than he had imagined.

At first, he thought battles would be like in the movies, with great catapults and armies dressed in matching armor, but he had greatly overestimated nations that had been at war for over five hundred years.

"Hold the line; do not break." Jun wasn't familiar with this type of battle, and things he couldn't control made him anxious.

Shin, who had climbed onto some kind of carriage, shouted, "Something's coming!"

Jun, who was fighting for his life and Kyou Kai's while holding a shield, looked at Shin, who was pointing further into the Wei infantry, where a massive curtain of smoke was rising.

"Cavalry?" Kyou Kai could barely see because of her height.

"No, this is something else." Jun widened his eyes and soon saw a chariot with long spikes on its wheels approaching at full speed.

These were Wei's war chariots, the famous killing machines.

Jun then recognized this chariot, being pulled by two horses, like a Roman carriage he was quite familiar with.

The only difference with these war chariots was that they were designed precisely for war. The blades had long knives that constantly rotated in the direction of the wheels.

"Arghhhh!!!"

Many infantry soldiers had been massacred; they could do nothing but run, including Jun, who dodged one of the war chariots by moving to the side.

"Where is Qin's cavalry?" Jun knew that this was the only way to save the infantry and stop the Wei army, but even as the minutes passed, there was no sign of support from the army.

Everything was very unfortunate; perhaps the general's madness was causing this.

...

On the battlefield, the situation was very clear: the Qin army on the first mountain was being slaughtered.

Trevor, who had returned, only saw Jun's donkey, Starfish, tied to a tent and wondered, "Where is Jun?"

He was supposed to inform the general about Jun's decisions on this battlefield, but the general didn't care much for his reports.

He only mentioned that if the King had such high expectations of Jun, he should take the head of the general in charge of the first mountain, where the infantry was currently being slaughtered.

"Should I protect the donkeys or go find Jun to keep him from doing something stupid?" Trevor wondered, slightly confused.