Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 157 Chapter 157: Action (15) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

   Those who are good fighters seek their strengths, not others.

  Its power is like a crossbow, and its speed is like a machine.

  This Captain Yang is not a rookie who is new to the battlefield, but this shocking performance also confirms one point—

  His lack of ambition these years is not without reason.

  Several subordinate officials surrounded him.

   Either with a dignified expression, or nervously asking for help.

  Among them, there are veterans who have followed Captain Yang for many years, and there are also newcomers who have been promoted in the past two years. They have little actual combat experience, and the most involved are bandits. Most of those gangsters couldn't survive and had to become bandits, and the rest might be gangsters who fled from nearby counties, seven out of ten were ordinary people.

   It is not difficult to deal with them.

  However, this time the enemies were two strangers who didn't know their actual strength, and they didn't know how many people were hiding in the dark. They didn't even see the enemy's face. In the camp, more than forty soldiers had committed suicide with their knives, and blood was sprayed all over the wooden cart.

  The impact brought by this scene was much greater than those bandits who had little ability to resist. The subordinate officer who was used to guessing the mood of his boss was frightened and panicked at this moment.

  For a moment, he forgot that he was also a warrior.

   "Captain—"

  Another officer beside him directly elbowed him.

  What are you doing so loudly?

   I am afraid that the enemy will not know where the captain is?

   To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, first capture the king.

  Lieutenant Yang woke up suddenly, and it took a beat or two before he realized that his behavior was wrong, and was about to make up for it, but Zhai Le had already done what he should have done before him. The young man in black armor was calm and decisive, without any confusion.

   In a daze, I thought he was the main general.

  Lieutenant Yang didn't feel any unhappiness in his heart. In front of the enemy, defending against the enemy is the most important thing. Personal grievances can be put aside.

   There were a thousand soldiers in the camp.

  As a seventh-class official, Zhai Le can choose to transform three hundred and five soldiers, and he can also choose to transform the same number of soldiers into armored weapons.

  Yang Duwei is the tenth-rank left concubine chief, whose number is more than him, five hundred. He wanted to follow suit, but was interrupted by Zhai Huan.

  Zhai Huan's voice came to his ears in the form of secret words.

  He said: "Soldiers! Array! Gather!"

   This is already an orderly tone.

Yang Duwei is indecisive by nature, has difficulty in choosing, his temper is not good in private, and he has a soft ear and loves to listen to good words, but this person is not completely without advantages-he has one advantage that he can obey orders and has strong execution ability. Do.

   After all, he is the tenth-rank Zuo Shuzhang, and he also has martial energy rushing to the moon. The formation drawn by Yang Duwei is more than twice as large as that of Zhai Le.

  The fully awake soldier looked at the body of Pao Ze lying in a pool of blood and shuddered. I can't remember where the urge to kill myself came from... I just know that I don't want to live anymore.

  As the momentum of the army condensed, the strong emotion of wanting to kill the enemy and then quickly gained the upper hand, and invisible power filled the limbs.

   But followed by a third scene of Wu Qi rushing to the moon.

  Looking at his aura, he is only weaker than Yang Duwei!

  Zhai Huan was more or less mentally prepared, so his expression remained unchanged.

   "Benevolence can support the crowd, courage can be decisive, and strictness can establish authority."

  Generals have five virtues, wisdom, faith, benevolence, courage, and strictness.

  San Daoyan's spiritual energy submerged into Yang Duwei's body, which made his already thick and domineering aura steadily increase. In the blink of an eye, five hundred soldiers with neat military qi landed on all sides of the camp. If you look closely, you will find that the rattan armor on their bodies is more solid than usual, and it is more delicate than usual, and the weapons are heavier and sharper.

  At the same time, Chu Yao also launched the "Five Virtues of Generals", but unlike Zhai Huan who only had three virtues, he launched all five virtues together.

   Instantly leveled the level gap between Gong Shuwu and Yang Duwei.

   Gong Shuwu was almost moved to tears.

  Mr. Chu's sword is not old, and his shots can be regarded as exemplary examples.

  He led the martial arts soldiers to the temporary camp in formation. The martial arts soldiers on both sides collided with shields, and the shouts of killing were loud and loud.

  Soldiers with martial qi, to put it bluntly, are puppet soldiers with condensed martial qi, and they have no sense of autonomous combat. The strength of the subject will be directly affected. If the leader's momentum is stronger than them, they will win, and if the leader's momentum is weak, they will be weak, and they will even have no intention of fighting, throwing away their armor and fleeing.

  Similarly, how they attack and coordinate requires human command, otherwise they will blindly attack enemies other than their own.

   In the melee, the destructive power of senior warriors is powerful.

  Either the two sides can safely live in the rear to control the martial arts soldiers, or they will fight against generals and soldiers against soldiers to prevent advanced warriors from attacking ordinary soldiers. Captain Yang understood this truth better than anyone else, he handed over the control of the martial arts soldiers almost without thinking.

   Prepare to find out the opponent in secret.

   Just kill the enemy leader...

  Zhai Le also had the same idea.

  It was just something that the two of them never expected—

  The leader of the enemy is not the strange fifth-rank doctor, but someone else. Almost no one reacted, and a figure rushed towards Captain Yang like a powerful stone bullet. The sharp blade in this man's hand left a snow-white light shadow in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed from the edge of the temporary camp to the most powerful person present—

  Lieutenant Yang did not panic or fear, he rode on the horse with a horizontal knife, brandishing a big knife and chopping out more than ten feet of energy. I saw the blade glowing with a yellowish gleam, and the horse under his crotch neighed as if overwhelmed.

   Clang!

  The two weapons collided violently, the air wave exploded, and the strong wind and sandstorm blew ordinary soldiers tottering, making the already chaotic camp even more chaotic. The subordinate officials guarding the whole body wanted to step forward to help, but they couldn't prevent the black and white literary spirit suddenly rising from their feet.

   This literary qi entangled the four hooves of the horse tightly, and even twisted the horse so painfully that it wailed endlessly. They could only watch as the enemy who came over was not cut in half by the sword energy, but also stepped on the horse's head steadily, and at the same time raised their feet and kicked the breast shield on Duwei Yang's chest.

   That kick was so powerful that it knocked Duwei Yang off the horse. Only then did the subordinate officials see the appearance of the person who came, a tall and strong man with a beard and a scarred face, wearing a half-worn brown jacket, with a half-open chest, bulging muscles, and a burly figure.

  This person is also very angry, his trouser legs are rolled up to the knees, revealing two thick, powerful, muscular calves, which belongs to the master who ordinary people can't help but want to hand over the money bag when they see it. The only thing that feels inconsistent is—

  The weapon of this strong man is neither a sledgehammer, a broadsword, nor a large axe, but a slender and beautiful narrow sword.

The sword body 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 gemstones. The sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring.

  The strong man doesn't talk about martial arts at all.

  First, he violently kicked the man off the horse, and then took advantage of the fact that several subordinates were trapped by his literary spirit, he stomped heavily on the horse's head and neck.

  The poor horse only had time to let out a tragic short wail, the horse's body hit the ground and raised dust, and the strong man used his strength to kill Yang Duwei. It is true that the strong man's shot was too unexpected, and Yang Duwei was caught off guard and suffered a small loss.

   But he wasn't too embarrassed.

   |ω)

   Yesterday I was really unwell, I almost fell asleep on the keyboard while coding, my face...

   1. The five virtues of generals come from the strategy chapter of "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

   2. [A good fighter seeks the situation, not the people]: A good fighter always finds ways to create a favorable situation instead of demanding from his subordinates.

   [Its momentum is like a crossbow, and its speed is like a machine]: The precipitous situation is like a bow with full bowstrings, and the attack rhythm is like a crossbow ready to go.

   These two sentences are also from Shipian, but they are slightly modified and intercepted.

   PS: The five virtues in the text were wrongly written too quickly. It has been corrected. It should be wisdom, trustworthiness, benevolence, courage and strictness, and the five virtues.

  (end of this chapter)