Children of Loulan

Chapter 129 Mo Ming

Soon, General Ankar carefully checked the marks on all the soldiers of both sides. Then, he walked to the king with firm steps and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, after a detailed inspection by this general, I found that among the fifty soldiers of the Red side, seventeen were fatally injured. The blue marks on their bodies were clearly visible on the front and back of the heart; fifteen were seriously injured, on both sides of the abdomen and thighs; and the other eight had only light blue marks on their bodies. According to this general's judgment, they should be lightly injured. However, the remaining few people did not have any blue marks at all.

Among the 100 soldiers on the blue side, 68 were fatally wounded, with red marks mostly on their chests, backs and necks. 25 were seriously wounded, with red marks mostly on their abdomens and sides. The rest were just light red marks!"

After listening to his report, the king asked, "So, among the 100 blue soldiers, is there one person who does not have any red marks on his body?"

General Ankar immediately replied: "Your Majesty, no such person was found!" His tone was firm, as if the answer had already been determined in his mind.

The king nodded slightly to show that he had understood. Then he looked at the soldiers in front of him with a sharp gaze and said loudly: "Those in the red camp who do not have the slightest trace of blue on their bodies, come forward and see me!"

As soon as the king finished speaking, ten soldiers wearing red turbans walked out of the team. They took a step forward in unison, bowed, and said in unison: "Subordinates pay homage to the king. Long live the king!"

The king raised his hand slightly, motioning them to stand up, and then said slowly: "You are all soldiers who have been guarding the border for Loulan for many years, and you have been dealing with wind and sand for many years. So, do you have any ideas about this exercise?"

Hearing the king's question, the soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. They had been guarding the border for years, suffering from the wind and sand, and had never expected to see the king one day. Now the king actually asked for their opinions in person, which made these ten strong men nervous!

Seeing their panic and helplessness, the eldest prince Keremu quickly said: "If you have any ideas in your mind, just speak them out. Don't worry about your words. Since the king allows you to speak freely, he will not blame you!"

As Keremu spoke, he scanned the ten people with a hint of inquiry in his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes stopped on one person, and there was a slight surprise on his face, because he saw a familiar figure, but in an instant, he quickly returned to his serious expression!

At this moment, the man seemed to notice Keremu's gaze and turned to look at him. The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if they conveyed some kind of information. Then, the man took two steps forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I think that without the cover of the wind and sand, I am afraid that I can only hold out for two to three quarters of an hour at most, and then I will be completely wiped out by the enemy!"

The king narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the man in front of him meaningfully, and asked calmly: "Oh, really? Why do you say that? Tell me about it." Although his voice was not loud, it revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Soldier: "Reporting to the king, first of all, the enemy's number is far greater than ours, twice as much as ours. Secondly, the tactics we have been training in the Gobi Desert for a long time mainly rely on the combination of wind and sand and weapons. Specifically, it is to use the actions of knife picking, kicking, and hand scattering to raise sand to attack the enemy's eyes. Once the enemy loses consciousness for a moment, it is the perfect opportunity for us to draw the knife and kill the enemy. At the same time, we will also learn how to prevent the enemy's sneak attack on the eyes, and use the ears and other senses of the body to perceive the enemy's position and possible moves. However, the blue army that is exercising with us today is the top elite soldiers in the capital. The moves they practice focus more on powerful martial arts skills. Therefore, if we only look at individual strength, we have no chance of winning!"

The king asked again: "Why are you so sure that you will be defeated?"

Soldier: "My lord, I just fought with several people. Not only are they strong in combat, but their martial arts skills are also top-notch. They are far beyond the reach of soldiers like us who have been in the desert for years!"

The king stared at him and said slowly: "You have fought with several people? It seems that your martial arts skills are not bad."

The soldier bowed his head and answered respectfully, "I don't deserve it. I just practiced basic skills with my master for a few years."

The king narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "If I let you fight against the remaining nine people behind you, do you have a chance of winning?"

The soldier hesitated for a moment, but before he could speak, another soldier's voice came from behind him: "Your Majesty, we...we are no match for him!"

The king's curiosity was aroused, and he asked, "Oh? So you have fought before?"

The soldier replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, we usually learn from each other, but even if more than a dozen of us attack together, we can't hurt him at all!"

Hearing his words, the king became interested: "Oh, really? So you have some skills. What's your name?"

Soldier: "Your subordinate is Mo Ming!"

The king nodded and said, "Mo Ming, well, if you can defeat ten of the blue soldiers again, I will reward you handsomely. Do you dare?"

Mo Ming's eyes were firm and his voice was loud as he said, "Since we are soldiers, how dare we not fight!"

The king laughed: "Good, you have ambition!"

Then the king turned to the blue soldiers who had already lost and said, "You have already lost a battle, but I think of your courage, so I will give you another chance. Choose ten of you to fight against him. Who is willing to stand up?"

After the words fell, the soldiers in blue turbans looked at each other. After hesitating for a moment, someone finally came out and shouted loudly: "I am willing to fight!"

Then, several more people came out one after another, shouting, "We are willing to fight!"

"I am willing to fight!"

Not long after, ten people came out. They held their heads high, their eyes were sharp, and they showed a spirit of not admitting defeat.

Seeing the high morale of both sides, the king showed a satisfied smile on his face, and he said: "Great! You are worthy of being the warriors of Loulan! Listen, as long as you can defeat the person in front of you, I will also give you a reward!"

Hearing the king's words, the ten soldiers responded in unison: "Thank you, king! We will definitely not let you down!"

The king nodded, and then said: "Come here, change the color of their wooden weapons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several palace servants came forward and changed the red color on Mo Ming's wooden sword to blue, and vice versa, the blue side's weapons were changed to red. Because those ten soldiers had red marks on their bodies, in order to facilitate another count, the two sides had to check the colors of each other until everything was settled!

The king turned his gaze to Mo Ming again and asked, "Mo Ming, are you ready?"

While the king was asking questions, the other soldiers who were not participating in the battle stood up and quickly moved around, leaving a large area so that Mo Ming and the ten soldiers had enough space to fight.