The border war between Qingguo and Khitan has intensified, from small-scale secret spies to now overt tactics.
Tonight's Khitan raid on Hedong Road pushed the war situation between the two countries to the extreme.
Late at night on the same day, a strange Khitan army appeared in the territory of Daizhou on the Hedong Road of Qingguo. They occupied the two highlands of Huangwei Mountain and Banlouzhai in one fell swoop, and used a commanding position to cut off the route that the Changning Army must pass to support Daizhou. Tens of thousands of soldiers on the other side At the same time, the Khitan soldiers stormed the Yanmen Pass area.
Ge Hongliang, the commander of the Hedong Road, immediately understood that the Khitan was trying to attack him in the east and west. Their real intention was to garrison Daizhou, which was sparsely populated. Knowing this, the commander of the Hedong Road mobilized 10,000 elite troops to support him overnight.
There are many mountains in Daizhou, and the necessary route has been lost. The only way to send troops is to go over the mountains and take small roads.
What was originally a large-scale battle involving troops and formations evolved into a battle in the jungle and mountains, which increasingly tested the individual combat capabilities of the Qing soldiers who were good at formations.
The Khitan soldiers, who have been struggling for a living on horseback all year round, are also like tigers without their claws, unable to exert their full strength in the mountains.
The soldiers on both sides are at a disadvantage.
Therefore, a group of strange people from Khitan quietly entered the situation.
At the same time, Qingguo also made arrangements.
That night, Taoist Taoist Zaihua came out of Wutai Mountain, which was deep in Daizhou.
The three young men of the Qingguo Temple decided to go north to the front line.
At the same time, He Wen and He Xiaodu, who were in charge of the Changning Army on the Hedong Road and were in charge of 500 soldiers, received military orders to form an elite force of 50 to support the Daizhou assault forward, with a team of ten.
In other words, each of He Wen's five centurions selected ten elite men to lead the team in person.
At this time, Captain Zhao and Centurion Zhao are training hundreds of soldiers under his tent. Their skills are rough and brutal. If they can take one of his moves without defeating him, their military pay will be increased by one liang, two moves by four liang, three moves by eight liang, and so on. .
The soldiers were all ready to seduce when faced with the temptation of being richer than their monthly salary. Naturally, the first one to take the lead was the centurion who refused to accept his position through the back door.
The first person to bear the brunt was Captain Zhao, who was a strong man and looked down upon his thin arms and legs with his brute strength. In fact, Zhao Zhengli had a well-proportioned figure, but was a bit thin compared to him.
Centurion Zhao was not angry when facing his contemptuous look. He greeted him with a smile and one hand. The strong man walked out of the team. The soldiers retreated at the same time, leaving enough space for the two of them.
The strong man didn't hesitate at all. He raised his fist and hit it. This wide open and close move was full of loopholes. Zhao Zhengli made a light uppercut and hit the strong man's lower abdomen directly. With a "boom", the man who weighed more than 200 kilograms hit him directly. inverted flight.
Everyone was shocked. This punch couldn't be hundreds or thousands of kilograms of force? Looking at his punching posture, he didn't use all his strength, and he took another breath when he thought of this.
Two days ago, I had seen him fight against the fifteen remnant soldiers of the enemy Khitan without any trouble. He even felt that Captain Zhao was too merciful. If he had the courage he had back then, it would be strange if he could not blow up the strong man with one punch.
This was also the case. Zhao Zhengli had controlled his strength too much and had not used his true energy. Not to mention a strong man, even ten of them could not withstand his punch.
Zhao Zhengli wanted to use this to establish his military prestige. He glanced at the strong man lying on the ground and said to the soldiers: "You can discuss forming a team together. I will take on as many people as you want."
Who can stand such arrogance?
There was destined to be a group of guys who would not bow their heads even if they were against the southern wall. There were a few soldiers who were senior, had made meritorious service, and were not reused. They immediately lost their temper and started shouting and inciting dozens of people to take action.
In contrast, most of the soldiers were more cautious. One person looked cowardly and said: "Victory with more defeats less. Your Majesty, Captain, will not avenge you publicly in the future, right?"
No matter how you hear this, it sounds like you are taking precautions against a villain.
Before Zhao Zhengli could speak, the old soldier took over the words and said angrily: "How outrageous, Ye Laosan, how dare you question Captain Zhao just because you have not made any achievements in the three years you have been in the army?"
"Hey, what are you so anxious about, old man? If Captain Zhao were a real man, how could he hold grudges against me, Ye Laosan, for being such a rough man?"
"You kid with a yellow mouth dares to scold me. I remember that during the Ten Kingdoms Dispute, I made three first contributions in one month after joining the army..."
"Okay, okay, stop arguing. Today is purely an internal challenge. I won't hold any grudges whether I win or lose, but I only have one request."
When the two were quarreling, Zhao Zhengli stepped in to smooth things over and made a request.
When the soldiers heard this, they all sighed, thinking that he had dug a big hole here and would make excessive demands, so they did not say anything and waited for his words.
"Before this, some of you have always been dissatisfied with this captain, so today I will give you a chance. This captain accepts the challenge from all of you, whether it is a one-on-one fight with a group. If this captain wins by luck, you will all obey orders unconditionally from now on. If we lose, I will immediately step down from my position as centurion and give way to someone more capable."
After speaking, he smiled and glanced at the soldiers: "How?"
The remnant soldiers and Biyu were all shocked. The old soldier worriedly asked: "Master Captain, the stakes seem to be too high?"
The young captain waved his hands gently to show that he was determined.
This calmness and calmness made Bai Zu feel inexplicably frightened, but more importantly, it was an invincible self-confidence.
After a short period of silence, three or five men did not believe in evil and took the initiative to ask for help: "Captain Zhao, please give me some advice!"
After speaking, the five people formed a plum blossom formation, their morale condensed into five-petal plum blossoms, and there was a murderous aura in the monster.
Zhao Zhengli walked into the formation calmly, which made all the soldiers stunned. This was the first time they saw him come to the door on his own initiative.
However, the five people who formed the formation soon discovered the clues. The chilling morale they had gathered did not pose any threat to Zhao Zhengli.
The five people looked at each other and took action decisively, with five fists hitting Captain Zhao in the middle from five directions.
Seeing the five fierce fists, the young captain remained motionless. He crossed his arms and even closed his beautiful eyes.
His support was really annoying, and the five people's originally tentative fists were changed to full strength at this moment.
The fifteen remnant soldiers and veterans couldn't bear to remind: "Captain, don't underestimate the enemy!"
Biyu glanced at the corner of her mouth, this kind of cat and mouse game, let alone the bad Taoist priest, even if it were her, it wouldn't be enough to play it ten times more.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
Before Hua finished speaking, five fists hit the waist, abdomen and back of Captain Zhao's armor.
He was not seen bleeding or injured, only the corners of his mouth were raised and he slowly opened his eyes.
The five people were stunned at first, and then shocked, because their fists were absorbed by an invisible force and could not move at all.
When they were nervous and panicked, the five people deeply felt a huge force exploding from Captain Zhao's body, spreading from their fists to their whole bodies, and then their bodies flew around like paper.
"Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff"
Five mouthfuls of old blood spilled into the air, and their arms were so painful that they lost consciousness. The five of them were frightened and only left with fear. Before the thin-skinned and pale-faced Captain Zhao made a move, they all lost their fighting power. Even if it was just like what those old soldiers described, He is a cultivating immortal, so he cannot defeat five people without using one move, unless he is the legendary master who can defeat a hundred with one.
Thinking of this, the pain inexplicably increases several times!
Captain Zhao looked around and shouted, "Who else is there?"
No one from the soldiers responded, so he raised the price on the spot: "From now on, anyone who can take one of the captain's moves will be rewarded with an additional ten taels!"
There was an uproar in the tent, and more than a dozen soldiers jumped out to ask for help. They were all physically strong and showed a tacit understanding in their movements. They were obviously soldiers who had been in the formation for a long time. Their cold and arrogant eyes showed that they were no ordinary people.
Zhao Zhengli shook his armor and greeted him with one hand: "Come on!"
In fact, just as Zhao Zhengli had guessed, the dozen or so soldiers immediately formed a formation with flexible and changeable formations, sometimes in the shape of a fan, sometimes in a straight line, sometimes in the shape of a horn, and then they displayed sharp blades such as swords, spears, and swords, and their morale increased step by step.
They use the formation to nourish their energy, allowing each soldier to reach peak condition, and finally gather together one move to defeat the enemy with one move.
This formation is specifically aimed at monks, and is obviously far superior to the five-person Plum Blossom Formation just now. If there are ten times more, Captain Zhao may have a headache, but these ten people alone do not pose a threat.
Zhao Zheng stood quietly waiting for them to gather momentum. Biyu, who had never spoken at the side, frowned slightly. She also saw that this formation was unusual, and she was vaguely worried about Daochang Zhao's safety.
All worries turned into one sentence: "Taoist priest, be careful!"
Unexpectedly, the guy smiled brightly: "Thank you sister Biyu for caring about me!"
Before Biyu's teasing about the bad Taoist Master could be fully realized, a "click" was heard in the next second, and the morale of the more than ten soldiers gathered in the air and an ax was struck straight down.
The onlookers were stunned, and the remnant soldiers who were close to Captain Zhao had their hearts in their throats. Biyu drew out the thin sword from her waist, ready to take action at any time.
However, in the face of such oppression, Zhao Zhengli flicked his fingers calmly, and a huge finger force cut through the sky, shattering the big ax in an instant.
The whole place was silent.
The dozen or so soldiers who had been in formation for a long time looked ashen-faced. They looked up at the shattered morale and were in a daze. They were proud that the most powerful formation, which killed nearly a thousand enemies, was so vulnerable to Captain Zhao.
Also broken were their cold and arrogant hearts.
The remaining dozens of soldiers seemed to have been drained of their vitality, like eggplants beaten by frost.
Obviously, the more than ten soldiers who had just formed the formation were their spiritual figures. When more than ten soldiers were defeated, they were all defeated.
Morale was low. Zhao Zhengli was very satisfied and patted more than a dozen people on the shoulders one by one: "I have to admit that you are an elite soldier among ordinary soldiers, but there is also a kind of stranger in this world who cultivates immortality, so the two armies are facing each other. , when getting along with sergeants, do not take credit or be arrogant, because it is difficult to guarantee the strength of the other party, and you must be mentally prepared to win or lose. Winning is good, but don't be arrogant. Losing doesn't matter, the worst is a comeback."
Seeing the light in their eyes, Zhao Zhengli cleared his throat and glanced at all the soldiers: "The whole army is united as one, making money together on the battlefield, drinking the strongest wine with everyone, and picking up the hottest girls!"
The sound is not loud, but it reaches everyone's ears clearly.
The camp was quiet for a moment, and they were all thinking that this centurion seemed different. He did not use official airs, did not talk about the big principles of serving the country and the people, and did not shy away from military regulations when it came to money, liquor, and women. For them, ordinary For soldiers, these are the most realistic and practical pursuits.
Who wouldn't want to follow a general who has both strength and understanding of what soldiers need?
Someone had already bent over and was convinced, shouting: "Drink the strongest wine and pick up the hottest girls!"
“Unite as one and make money together!”
The soldiers gradually began to accept the young centurion. Although there were still soldiers who were tough on the surface, they were already shaken in their hearts.
By then.
Outside the camp, Commander He Wen led the military orders out of the camp. Far away from the camp, Centurion Zhao could be heard shouting, "Unite as one and make money together. Drink the strongest wine and pick up the hottest girls!"
He was stunned and walked away looking for the sound, only to see dozens or hundreds of soldiers waving their arms and shouting.
Several other centurions nearby were equally confused, thinking they had entered a bandit's den!
He Wen originally wanted to use this to suppress the new centurion's arrogance, but thought that General Pang was deliberately partial, so he gave up the idea.
He sent a message to five centurions to gather in the camp. Except for the newly appointed centurion Zhao, the other four were named Li, Shan, Qiao, and Tian, with four surnames.
The military camp was also ranked according to seniority. Zhao Zhengli was newly promoted and was the youngest, so he was assigned to the last position.
He didn't care about these rules. After listening to the military orders conveyed by He Wen, the war situation was urgent, so they hurried back to camp and prepared to set off immediately.
On the way back to the camp, Zhao Zhengli already had ten candidates in mind.
