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Chapter 5
Among the 50 people, more than a dozen were personal guards who had survived before, and several of them had strength values ​​above 60. This was what Zhao Zheng knew when he got the strength values ​​from them.

Soldier credit value and civilian credit value are 1 point for each person.

And the civil and military credit points are 6, 7, 8, and 10 points. Zhao Zheng can easily draw the pattern, which is related to their four-dimensional attributes.

If the other party has a certain attribute value higher than 60, it can be regarded as a talent, and the corresponding credit value of 6 points or more can be obtained.

On the contrary, if the attributes are all lower than 60, no matter how many, you can only get 1 credit point.

The opponent's military force, the high command will get the military credit value,
If the opponent's intelligence and politics are high, he will get a letter value.

Then the soldiers get the value of the soldiers, and the people get the value of the people.

These personal guards are all elite soldiers selected from the army, and it is not surprising that some of them can reach 60 force.

Of course, Zhao Zheng hasn't got too many trustworthy city guards yet, so there's no way to compare them.

The remaining thirty or so people were elite soldiers among the city guards, and some of them were real cavalry.

These 50 people can be regarded as the top 50 people with the strongest force in the city.

He was ready to attack, but Zhao Zheng joined the team, and was opposed by the city lord and others, preventing him from taking risks.

They felt that the whole city was protecting him, and if he died, everything would be meaningless.

These belonged to the upper class. To them, saving Zhao Zheng's life was the most important thing. From their point of view, it was understandable to do so.

But the soldiers don't think so. They don't always look at status when they serve people, they only look at whether you are a coward or not.

Although it was Zhao Yun who first proposed the initiative, everyone didn't know Zhao Yun, and Zhao Zheng agreed, so they would think it was Zhao Zheng's idea.

Most of them were willing to join the Death Squad because they saw that the young master Zhao Zheng was also in it, so they stood up enthusiastically.

The reason why others are willing to work for you is not because they believe in you.

If Zhao Zheng retreated before the battle, there is no doubt that it will definitely affect the morale of the army.

Time can't be wasted on this kind of entanglement, Zhao Zheng needs to quickly come up with a reasonable reason to convince these people, and it can't affect morale.

He said loudly:

"The city is about to be broken, how can I be safe, you all defend the city and protect me, how can I hide in the couch of the city wall and watch you fight.

If I'm so greedy and selfish, what's the point of protecting me.

My father has been fighting thieves for half his life, and has always taken the lead, so how could I fall into his reputation.

I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, you guard the city gates, watch the timing, if we achieve results, then go out of the city and attack us on both sides. "

Zhao Zheng's words were sincere and bold, and everyone who heard them was moved with emotion.

But only Zhao Zheng knew that he insisted on participating in the outing because he wanted to be by Zhao Yun's side.

Now it is uncertain when the city will be destroyed, and it is not safe anywhere. It is safest to follow Zhao Yun, and Brother Zilong will protect him.

However, although it was slightly exaggerated, he did not tell lies, and at this time, even if it was a lie, as long as it could win people's hearts and inspire the morale of the army, it would be good.

Speaking of intoxication, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but think of a poem.

He rode his horse and walked to the front of the team. At this time, the others no longer stopped them, and they all recognized Zhao Zheng's character.

Zhao Zheng drew out his knife and said loudly:

"Kill thieves for the people, protect the city and defend the home, let our blood be spilled on the land of Zhaocheng, and guard this piece of peace.

This situation, I am suddenly feeling something, and here is a poem for everyone:

Passionate and precious,
Sprinkling it away can still transform Bi Tao.

All officers and men, follow me to kill the thieves! "

The gate opened, Zhao Zheng, Ding Ping, and Zhao Yun took the lead, followed by fifty cavalry, and began to charge!
"kill!"

50 people rushed out, the city gate was closed, Lu Neng and others in the city were still submerged in the momentum of Zhao Zheng's passionate death, who can give it to me.

"A cavity of passion and diligence,
Sprinkling it away can still transform Bi Tao. "

City Lord Lu recited it in a low voice, filled with pride.

"That's what he said, and that's what he did. Only such a person can write such a poem." Lu Neng sighed, "A tiger father has no dogs, and he should have a son like Zhao Qingyuan!"

……

The soldiers were moved by Zhao Zhenghao's arrogance, and the meaning of this poem was simple and clear, so the soldiers could understand it and feel the pride of giving it up to me.

"Dedicate their blood to Zhaocheng, even if it is a sacrifice, the blood can turn into green waves when spilled."

Even if he died, he would die for Zhaocheng, and he deserved it.

The Death Squadron of Fifty Riders became a real Death Squadron, their morale and strength were aroused.

The high morale is unprecedented.

……

At the back gate, only a small group of bandits harassed with arrows from a distance, scattered the forces in the city, and the main force was still at the main gate.

Zhao Zheng waited for fifty horsemen to gallop out from the back door in high spirits, and met the bandits.

"General Ding, take good care of your son, and Yunlai will open the way!"

Zhao Yun took the lead, and with fifty cavalry, he plunged into the group of bandits like an arrow.

Wielding the red-tasseled gun in his hand, he moves freely, and all the bandits passing by are picked up by him, and there is no enemy with a single shot.

Zhao Yun's bravery and courage were displayed. He sped up his horse and shot out like a dragon. He picked and killed more than ten people in a short time, and led all the cavalry into the bandits with ease.

【Ding!Zhao Yun's gentian attribute is triggered, force +2, reaching 104! 】

"Zhao Zilong is truly a born warrior!"

Ding Ping couldn't help but praised that even though he had looked highly on Zhao Yun before, he never expected that a little-known villager in the countryside would have such terrifying force. For a while, he had confidence in this attack.

"The white horse and silver spear are missing!"

Zhao Zheng sighed secretly. Now Zhao Yun was using ordinary weapons and mounts. He didn't have a white horse and silver spear. He always felt a little lacking and regretful.

When Zhao Zheng proposed to take the initiative to attack, he inquired about his own five-dimensional, and his five-dimensional is:

[Force: 65
Intelligence: 77
Command: 60
Politics: 75
Charm: 88]

After merging the soul, he has a force value of 65, which is equivalent to some elite soldiers and corporal leaders. Although he has no actual combat experience, he follows Zhao Yun and has Ding Pingping's personal guards around him. Self-protection is not a problem.

Occasionally, I can find an opportunity to help Zhao Yun make up for it.

There were about [-] bandits at the back door, but nearly half of them were killed or injured when they were rushed by fifty cavalry, and they broke up and fled.

Ignore the bandits scattered in panic, these are just appetizers, the real battle is still at the main city gate.

It was already dark at this time, and the sparse torches could barely see the road, and the environment outside the city was still familiar to everyone.

Zhao Yun smoothly led the crowd to the main city gate.

Zhao Yun, who initially demonstrated his strength, gained the trust of everyone, including Ding Ping. Zhao Yun also quickly entered the combat state and played the role of a super-class fighter. He took the lead in the charge. The original commander Ding Ping tactfully abdicated silently and became his own guard. , followed closely beside Zhao Zheng.

The flames were brighter in front of the main city gate, and there were fires in many places.

"Everyone is tight to me, don't fall behind, we need to rush back and forth."

Zhao Yun turned around and reminded loudly.

In field battles, the key to this kind of small cavalry combat is flexibility, taking advantage of speed, charging in groups, disrupting the enemy's formation, and breaking down one by one after causing chaos.

If this kind of charge is left alone, it is basically tantamount to death.

The horses galloped furiously, the sound of hooves became more and more rapid, Zhao Zheng's heartbeat also accelerated, his blood rose, his fighting spirit was mobilized, he was full of fighting spirit, and he felt full of strength.

"kill!"

Fifty riders with the momentum of galloping war horses suddenly penetrated into the group of bandits.

The bandits who were attacking the city were panicked, startled by the cavalry who rushed out suddenly, and they were all confused.

Heads flying, blood spilled on the ground!
Zhao Yun's prestige is unstoppable.

The whistling wind in his ears was mixed with screams, and the speed of swinging the knife could not keep up with the galloping speed of a fast horse. Zhao Zheng couldn't help but think that the people trampled to death by the horses under him probably killed more people than him!

This is the power of the cavalry, the combat power of a man and a horse is far stronger than that of a man and a horse.

Zhao Zheng grasped the rein tightly to prevent himself from falling off the horse. He didn't want to die again.

The group of bandits on horseback preparing for battle moved, there were hundreds of them, they speeded up and surrounded the fifty cavalry from both sides.

The real bloody battle has begun!

(End of this chapter)