Chapter 2 A Long and Cruel War 1 (1/2)

Sometimes a barbarian could slow down and attack, but the armor could withstand a few swipes of swords.

So the fights were not very difficult when it was to great advantage as now, plus that is because the war was at a low and the Chinese soldiers had more numbers.

These barbarian soldiers they were facing should be criminals or slaves, so even though they all die would not affect the full strength of the Mongol army.

But the Chinese in spite of being bigger in numbers were not disposable soldiers and everyone had to have equipment that cost a lot.

So the battle ended when it was dusk, Zhang Yi had observed all day and learned some necessary things to battle, he had to try to keep the distance of his opponent using the spear and try to reach his opponents by undermining his resistance to kill them.

Zhang Yi had a secret when he was at home, he ate just as much of his father what was already quite like his father was a warrior and had to replenish the energies.

More, in fact, Zhang Yi despite never feeling hungry felt that he did not eat enough but did not eat more so as not to bother his parents.

More now that he was in the army and could die at any moment he would not hold himself and eat as much as possible, so he ate four times the portion of the others in the army.

The other day Zhang Yi was no longer in the back of the army, and whenever he found a mate in danger would help with his spear, as he already knew how to use the sword well he was not quite an amateur with the spear and knew how to use some basic and sharp movements.

So whenever he approached someone, they would gain the advantage over the enemy and after a while would kill him.

While some went to the party to bring resting Zhang Yi would always go to fight to face an enemy, but never faced an enemy alone, he had great resistance once he had eaten enough yesterday and was full of energy.

By the end of the day, his opponent had suffered several losses plus the side of Zhang Yi had few, many in the battalion were grateful to him because they knew otherwise would have died.

After eating well at night Zhang Yi went for another war day, this time he went to the front and tried to face the enemies in one against one.

He skillfully used the spear and whenever the opponent approached he moved quickly away with the spear, so soon his opponent would be losing a lot of blood and he would be tired that it was time for Zhang Yi to take the final blow.

So whenever he managed to kill a barbarian Zhang Yi would immediately look for another to face, perhaps because he had low intelligence he did not feel any pain in the killing, it was like doing anything, instead, he felt a sense of accomplishment by doing what Your father sent you.

So a month passed and the mood of the war was increasing, every day they went to the battlefield and killed many barbarians, and Zhang Yi was always one of the highlights, no one else was relieved by this, since they knew that the opponent he would not only continue to send his soldiers to his death.

They still had to enter the arches and horses in the battles, and then they would be battles with the generals, the soldiers would only hope to survive there.

Since this was a battle for territory, no one was in a hurry to battle head-on and no one wanted to suffer many losses, so a battle like this would take years or decades to finish.

Many soldiers on this battlefield had families, no one wanted to stay for many years without seeing the faces of their relatives and still, no one wanted to die.

Only Zhang Yi who had already accepted that he would never again see his family and just wanted to kill an enemy over, because he thought so his father would finally be proud of him, so he weighed his spear now better with a pliable wood and a tip of iron, Zhang Yi traded this spear and his leather armor with steel protecting his vital parts with his battle merits.