The Imperial Army is very similar to Xiao Chiye, but they are more slick than Xiao Chiye. After Yongyinian, their reputation declined and they became ornaments of the capital, and even the original heavy duty of inspection was robbed by the eight major battalions. For decades, they were chores, and they appeared to be happy to eat and wait to die. However, when they met Xiao Chiye, it was as if they had been wiped clean of dust, and finally showed their brilliance in all of them.
The forbidden army is different from the Libei Iron Cavalry and the Qidong garrison. They can ignore all the noise and focus on Xiao Chiye alone. They could not hear any comments on Xiao Chiye. As long as Xiao Chiye waved his hand, they would follow Xiao Chiye up the mountain of swords and down the sea of fire. This was a kind of loyalty mixed with loyalty.
It's like at this moment, the enemy and the enemy are outnumbered, but the forbidden army is not afraid. They cut off the legs of the front of the Biansha cavalry, leaving a gap in Hasen's encirclement. However, the number of follow-up cavalry has doubled, and the ability to adapt is very strong. Without Hasen's order, he has already sensed the intention of the banned army.
The forbidden army wanted to chop off their legs, but the Biansha cavalry turned over and dismounted before rushing into the battlefield. They have no armor, and their furs are light and cold-resistant, and they are very agile. They are different from Hu and Lu's team. Everyone is equipped with a spare machete on the side of the horse, and the thorns are tightly bundled on the outside of the thigh, so that even if the machete is damaged, they can use the spare knife, or use the thorn instead. Melee.
They are reticent and well-trained.
Xiao Chiye was panting, his eyes swept across the elite.
Hasson didn't speak, he didn't need to negotiate with Xiao Chiye, and he didn't want to use Xiao Chiye to threaten Xiao Fangxu. He knew that keeping Xiao Chiye would mean endless troubles, and killing Xiao Chiye should be at this moment.
Hasson and Xiao Chiye looked at each other, he held the machete in one hand, loosened the reins in the other, and landed gently in the mud puddle. They were confronting like some kind of beast, the smell of blood mixed with disgust. Hasson kept moving, he was wading in the muddy water, observing Xiao Chiye.
There were still sporadic raindrops in the night sky, which fell on the back of Xiao Chiye's hand. He held the wolf's sword, and his eyes moved with Hasson.
This was a strange silence. Although there was a lot of killing around him, Xiao Chiye felt very quiet. The silence made his hair stand on end. It took restraint and restraint to suppress the killing intent in his body.
Hasson stopped moving, he seemed to have seen Xiao Chiye's impatience. They are fighting for the initiative in this battlefield, and they are all trying to control the atmosphere here, which shows that they cannot coexist at all, and that is absolute control of their own rhythm.
The drop of water slid along the back of Xiao Chiye's slightly raised hand, and the moment it fell, Hasson burst into a rage. The red hair was like a torch shaking in the dark night, and it rushed in front of Xiao Chiye at the moment when the mud swayed.
Hassen's machete forced Xiao Chiye's throat in the blink of an eye. Xiao Chiye stepped back abruptly, and the mud splashed out in a fan-like arc with his legs and feet. collide. Hasson was smashed by Xiao Chiye and slipped back a little, but he made a comeback in the next moment, and even learned to dodge smartly.
The Wolf's Sword is a heavy-duty ghost-headed sword, and Xiao Chiye's arm strength is its reliance. Ha Sen wanted to chop off Xiao Chiye's arm with every move during the fight. Every time Xiao Chiye swings his sword, he will slash into the air, and even if he catches up with Ha Sen, Ha Sen will immediately wipe the machete sideways, refusing to accept Xiao Chiye's terrifying strength.
Suddenly, a sneak attacker would appear behind Xiao Chiye. He used his eyes and ears to the extreme, but his physical strength was like poured water. In less than half an hour, Xiao Chiye already felt that his movements were a little slower. Hasson pounced again, and at the same time Xiao Chiye was attacked by a strong wind behind him, he suddenly took a half-step, staggered the machete behind him, grabbed the arm of the man behind him, and then turned around and kicked Hasson over, breaking the knife behind him. The attacker's hand. The machete on the other side slashed at Xiao Chiye's arm, only to hear a "bang", and was blocked by the arm restraint sent by Shen Zechuan.
The mud was like an exploding cannonball, and the Langru Saber was pressed down by the Biansha cavalry. Xiao Chiye immediately raised his left fist and smashed one of them. The pressure on the Langru Saber suddenly decreased, and he sank to lift the blade. . Hasen's machete was smashed by the wolf's sword. He abandoned the machete, pulled out the thorns on both sides of his thighs, and jumped up at the right moment - a person from the forbidden army suddenly jumped out and hugged Hazen's waist, He even used his wrestling skills, but couldn't stumble over Hasson.
Hasson turned the thorn over, along the man's armor, and stabbed into his side neck, blood gushing out. Before Hassan pulled out the thorn, he turned his head to avoid Xiao Chiye's knife.
Both sides were dying. The Imperial Guard did not expect that Hassan's elite would be so strong, and this batch of elites also did not expect the Imperial Guard to be able to carry it for so long.
The Biansha cavalry on the periphery took out an iron chain with a small copper ball. This kind of chain looks like the chain used to hang the Libei Iron Horse, but it is much lighter. They made the encirclement smaller and smaller. When Xiao Chiye was pressed down by the wolf brutal knife again, countless chains were thrown at Xiao Chiye. The copper balls caught Xiao Chiye's arms and legs, and the chains were entangled , suddenly dragged Xiao Chiye to the ground.
Hasen's edge sprinted towards Xiao Chiye's face, Xiao Chiye almost used his milk strength to drag his arms to block, and the Biansha cavalry who was pulling the chain staggered.
The thorn slammed into the armband again with a bang, but this piece of fine iron couldn't withstand such repeated collisions. Xiao Chiye felt that the dog's leather rope was broken, and the arm restraint had sunk.
Xiao Chiye tried to break the chain, but there were too many chains, and his arms couldn't bear it at all. He tilted his head and spat out the sand in his mouth, seeing the cavalry's machete hooked straight to his neck. At this moment, Xiao Chiye saw the pitch-black sky, the wind from Hongyan Mountain was blowing his wet hair, and he thought of Shen Zechuan in his heavy breathing.
Ha Sen had already won the ticket, but Xiao Chiye unexpectedly raised his legs and kicked the cavalry holding the sword while carrying all the forces. The chain that tied him swayed suddenly, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or muddy water dripping from his temples. Just looking at the blue veins jumping, Xiao Chiye suddenly stood up like a carp.
But it was difficult to support alone, the cavalry straightened the chain when Xiao Chiye was fighting, so that he was dragged to the ground again before he could get up for a moment.
He can't escape tonight!
At the critical moment, the ground suddenly vibrated, and water droplets jumped between the branches and leaves of the bushes, and a horn sounded in the vast night.
Hasson looked to the south, and sure enough, he saw a single person rushing forward, with a black wave that also crushed everything behind him. The mud puddles shook even more as they approached, and the thunderous sound of horse hooves revealed the weight of steel.
Hasson blew his whistle immediately, and the cavalry mounted neatly and quickly retreated north. When Hasson turned his horse's head, he looked at Xiao Chiye regretfully. He raised his two fingers, tapped his forehead, leaned over to say goodbye to Xiao Chiye politely, and left behind in a mess.
The black iron horse rushed to Xiao Chiye's side and circled around him.
Xiao Fangxu took off his helmet, stared at Xiao Chiye, and instructed the person behind him in a deep voice: "Untie your second son, it's so ugly."
Xiao Chiye's expression was stern, which was the shame of his first taste of defeat.
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There are five battalion leaders in the third battalion, and they all belong to Xiao Fangxu. According to the rank, Xiao Chiye is at the end. But this time he was defeated very embarrassedly. He was squatting outside the tent and poured cold water on his half body, and the generals who came in and out would give him a glance.
Xiao Chiye couldn't seem to feel it. He had knife wounds on his shoulders, chest, and back, which were washed white by cold water. After the tent was dispersed for a while, Zuo Qianqiu raised the curtain and looked at Xiao Chiye's back squatting on the side. The blame turned into a distressed laugh, and called out, "Come in, drink a bowl of hot tits, don't get sick in such a cold weather. fall down."
Xiao Chiye replied in a muffled voice, got up, put the bucket back, and entered the tent like this.
There was a fire in the tent, Xiao Chiye's rotten armor was useless, and Xiao Fangxu was looking at the dented iron on his arm. Zuo Qianqiu instructed the military doctor to apply medicine and bandage to Xiao Chiye, and Xiao Chiye sat on the pony bandage, naked and motionless.
After a while, Chenyang, Gujin, Tantaihu, and Wu Ziyu all came in.
"Report the casualties to your general." Xiao Fangxu threw his armbands back on the table, sat in the upper seat, and said to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang said in a low voice, "Three hundred people died in the Imperial Army..."
"Be louder," Xiao Fangxu looked at Chen Yang, "What are you doing with your head down?"
Chen Yang raised his voice: "Three hundred of the forbidden army died, thirty-six were seriously injured, and eight were slightly injured."
The forbidden army is the root of Xiao Chiye, and he has to bear the death and injury himself. There is no possibility of further expansion of this army. It is unique. Once the entire army is wiped out, even Xiao Chiye cannot rebuild it in Libei. This means that as long as the banned army loses a battle, it will face double losses. Three hundred people were very few for the Qidong garrison or the Libei Iron Cavalry, but even for the forbidden army, they suffered heavy casualties.
The tent fell silent, Tantaihu glanced at Chenyang and Gujin, and finally said boldly: "Hassen was unexpected, so is the master..."
"Let's report to your commander the casualties of the three Liuyang battalions." Xiao Fangxu said solemnly.
Chen Yang paused for a moment and said, "The Liuyang South Route Army killed 892 people, seriously injured 45 people, and slightly injured 237 people."
"Zhaohui originally played the northern route. This southern route army was temporarily set up to save your forbidden army. There were a total of 2,000 people. When digging the collapsed horse road, they encountered a surprise attack by Hasson's cavalry who stayed on the northern route. Xiao Fangxu said, "If you stay where you are honestly, you will be able to meet them in less than two hours, but you rashly turned around and entered the Tuda Dragon Banner. How do you explain this loss to Zhaohui?"
Xiao Chiye did not speak.
Xiao Fangxu continued: "You should remember that you are the main general of escorting the baggage, not the main general of the battle. You used hundreds of people to attack Hassen's troops. Did your brain kick Xiao Chiye by the donkey?"
Zuo Qianqiu should not have spoken at first, but Xiao Chiye had just stepped back from the battlefield. As a master, he was inevitably distressed, so he said, "Hassen has been planning for a long time, and it was raining again. At that time, the situation was urgent, Aye—"
"You don't take the Libei Iron Cavalry as your duty at all, you only have the forbidden army in your eyes." Xiao Fangxu braced his knees and suddenly became stern, "The battle at Bianbo Camp has swept your mind, you treat everyone as Hu and Lu. Today's defeat to Hasson is a lesson, what confidence do you have to fight him head-on? Hold your head up for me!"
Wu Ziyu couldn't hold back, "Plopped" and knelt to the ground. As soon as he knelt down, Tantaihu couldn't figure out the situation, so he knelt down, and Chenyang and Gujin also knelt down.
Xiao Fangxu looked at them suddenly.
Wu Ziyu said weakly, "Your Highness... No, no... My feet are weak."