Those who are good at fighting seek power and do not blame others.
Its momentum is like a crossbow, and its rhythm is like a hair machine.
This Captain Yang is not a new recruit on the battlefield, but this eye-popping performance also proves one thing - there is no reason why he has been unsuccessful in these years.
Several subordinate officials gathered around.
Either looking solemn, or nervously asking for help.
Among them are veterans who have followed Captain Yang for many years, as well as new officers who have been promoted in the past two years. They have little actual combat experience and are most involved in the suppression of bandits. Most of those gangsters could not survive and had to turn into bandits. The rest may be gangsters from nearby counties. Most of them are ordinary people.
It is naturally not difficult to deal with them.
However, this time the enemy came on stage and there were two unfamiliar scribes who didn't know their strength, and they didn't know how many people were hiding in the dark. They didn't even see the enemy's face. There were already more than 40 soldiers in the camp committing suicide with knives. Blood splattered all over the wooden carts.
The impact of this scene was much greater than that of the bandits who had little ability to resist. The subordinate officer who was accustomed to guessing the mood of his superiors was frightened and panicked.
For a moment, he forgot that he was also a brave warrior.
"Captain——"
Another subordinate officer beside him gave him a direct elbow strike.
What are you doing so loudly?
Are you afraid that the enemy doesn't know where the captain is?
To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
Captain Yang suddenly woke up, and it took him a moment or two to realize that his behavior was inappropriate. He was about to make amends, but Zhai Le had already done what he should have done. The young man in black armor was calm and decisive, without any confusion.
For a moment, I thought he was the commander in chief.
Captain Yang didn't have any dissatisfaction in his heart. In the face of a formidable enemy, the top priority was to defend against the enemy. Personal grudges could be put aside completely.
There are a thousand soldiers in the camp.
As a seventh-level public official, Zhai Le can choose to make 350 soldiers, or the same number of soldiers, armors, and weapons. Captain Yang Duwei was the tenth-level left concubine chief, and his number was greater than his, totaling five hundred. He originally wanted to follow suit, but was interrupted by Zhai Huan.
Zhai Huan's voice reached his ears in the form of a secret message.
He said: "Convert troops! Arrange in formation! Gather momentum!"
This can be considered a commanding tone.
Duwei Yang is indecisive by nature, has difficulty making choices, and has a bad temper in private. He has a soft ear and likes to listen to good things, but this person is not completely without merits - one of his advantages is that he can obey orders and has strong execution ability. Just do it.
After all, he is the tenth-level Zuo Shu Zhang, and he also has martial energy rushing to the moon. The formation brought out by Captain Yang is more than twice that of Zhai Le. The wave of energy has the power to destroy the dead and completely wash away the shadow brought by Chu Yao. The soldiers who were fully awake looked at Paoze's body lying in a pool of blood and shuddered. I can't remember where the urge to commit suicide came from...
As the momentum of the military formation gathered, the strong emotion of wanting to kill the enemy quickly took hold, and invisible power filled the limbs.
But then there was a third wave of martial energy hitting the moon.
Judging from his aura, he is only slightly weaker than Captain Yang!
Zhai Huan was somewhat mentally prepared, so his expression remained unchanged.
"Benevolence can attract people, courage can be decisive, and strictness can establish majesty."
The five virtues of a general are wisdom, faith, benevolence, courage, and martial arts.
The three words of spiritual energy entered Yang Duwei's body, which made his already strong and powerful aura rise steadily. In the blink of an eye, five hundred neatly armed soldiers fell on all sides of the camp. If you look closely, you will find that the vine armor on their bodies is more solid than usual, visibly delicate, and their weapons are heavier and sharper.
At the same time, Chu Yao also activated the "Five Virtues of Generals", but unlike Zhai Huan who only had three, he activated all five.
Instantly leveled the level gap between Gong Shuwu and Yang Duwei.
Gong Shuwu was almost moved to tears.
Mr. Chu's sword is still young, and his shots can be regarded as exemplary examples.
He led his martial soldiers to form a formation and charge towards the temporary camp. The martial soldiers from both sides collided with their shields, and their killing cries were loud and loud.
Martial Qi Soldiers, to put it bluntly, are puppet soldiers condensed with Martial Qi. They have no independent fighting consciousness. Strength will be directly affected by the host. If the general's momentum is stronger than theirs, they will win. If the general's momentum is weak, they will be weak. They may even lose interest in fighting and run away, abandoning their helmets and armor.
Similarly, how they attack and cooperate also requires human control, otherwise they will blindly attack enemies other than their own.
In the melee, the destructive power of high-level brave warriors is powerful.
Either the two sides can safely stay in the rear and control the warriors, or they can fight generals and soldiers to prevent high-level warriors from attacking ordinary soldiers. Captain Yang understood this truth better than anyone else, and he handed over control of Wuqi Soldiers almost without thinking.
Prepare to find out the opponent behind the scenes.
Just kill the enemy leader...
Zhai Le also had the same idea.
But what the two of them never expected——
The leader of the enemy is not the unfamiliar ninth-level and fifth-level doctor, but someone else. Almost no one reacted. A figure rushed towards Captain Yang like a stone bullet with astonishing power. The sharp blade in this person's hand left a snow-white light and shadow in the air. In the blink of an eye, he rushed from the edge of the temporary camp to the strongest person present——
Lieutenant Yang did not panic, he rode on his horse with his sword horizontally, and wielded his sword to strike out more than ten feet of sword energy. I saw the blade of the blade glowing with a faint yellow light, and the war horse under his crotch neighed as if it was overwhelmed.
A clang!
The two weapons collided hard together, and air waves exploded. The strong wind and sandstorm blew the ordinary soldiers to stagger, and the already chaotic camp became more and more disorganized. The subordinate officers who were guarding him wanted to step forward to help, but they were unaware of the black and white literary energy that suddenly rose under their feet.
This Wen Qi tightly wrapped around the four hooves of the war horse, and even caused the horse to hurt and scream incessantly. They could only watch as the enemy who came over was not only not cut in half by the sword energy, but also stepped firmly on the horse's head, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked the breastplate on Captain Yang's chest.
I don't know how hard that kick was used, but it actually kicked Captain Yang off the horse's back. Only then did all the subordinate officials see the appearance of the person who was coming. They were a tall, bearded and scar-faced man wearing a half-worn khaki brown suit with a half-open chest and bulging muscles.
This man also had a gangster spirit, and his trouser legs were rolled up to the upper side of his knees, revealing two thick, powerful, and hard-muscled calves. Ordinary people could not help but give birth to a master who would hand over the money bag when he saw him. The only thing that feels inconsistent is——
The weapon of this strong man is neither a sledgehammer, nor a broadsword, nor a large axe, but a long and beautiful narrow sword.
The blade of the sword is bright and slender, with a simple and unpretentious shape. The most outstanding thing is its hilt, which is wrapped with nine golden dragons of different shapes. The eyes of the nine dragons are made of clear gems. It exudes a bit of luxury in a low-key manner, and you can faintly hear the golden jade. The sound is like dragons roaring and tigers roaring.
A strong man has no martial ethics at all when he takes action.
First, he violently kicked people off their horses, and then, while several subordinate officials were trapped by Wenqi, they used their feet to crush the horses' heads and necks.
The poor horse only had time to let out a short and pitiful cry. The horse's body hit the ground and raised dust. The strong man used his strength to kill Captain Yang. Admittedly, the strong man's attack was too unexpected, and Captain Yang was caught off guard and suffered a small loss.
But he wasn't too embarrassed.
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