One of them was Wang Chuan, he already felt that this person was not easy to deal with, unlike those ordinary soldiers, who exploded with a slight pinch like a tomato, and this person had to use a lot of strength to pinch before he could pinch to death.

The remaining five people, one with a standard Miao knife pinned to his waist, has an angular face, and his expression is as cold as a rugged mountain rock, and it seems that he is a person who cherishes words like gold. This person is called Hu Bugui, he is a three-grade martial artist, who once killed two desolate people with a knife, and is well-known in the army.

A short man, with a short bow on his narrow back, and a quiver on his waist and legs, he had a pointed beak and cheeks, especially with a two-handful mustache on his pointed beak, which looked both funny and ridiculous. This person is called Pei Qianlai, and his archery skills are amazing, but as his name suggests, he is extremely greedy for money, and he once quarreled with people on the battlefield for a penny, and even scuffled, so that the battle formation collapsed, and the enemy army took advantage of the gap to enter, and he was naturally demoted to the Xishan camp.

A hand with a long lance, short and strong, dark complexion, but the facial features are very delicate, and the eyelids are lazily half-lowered, as if they can't wake up. This person is called Sun Lei, a four-rank martial artist.

One was a young man with an iron fan and a gray cloth coat, who looked not like a soldier, but like a poor and weak teacher. But the weak teacher can't hold his iron fan, the iron fan doesn't look big, but it weighs more than forty pounds, he holds it in his hand, but it seems to be a real folding fan, gently fanning the wind, indescribably chic. This person is called Zhang Donglin, a well-known ruthless man in the army, don't look at him smiling kindly, but he treats the enemy very cruelly, and because of the crime of abusing prisoners of war, he was demoted to the Xishan camp.

The last one was also a young man. This person is called Xue Zhengyi, and he is the only person in the Xishan Camp who has taken the initiative to choose to come here.

These five men are all cavalry lieutenants, and the cavalry lieutenants are under the school lieutenant and receive one of them. The rank titles of the major legions are not the same, for example, the Guard Captain Division in Yongling does not have a captain, and the school is used as the benchmark, such as the Guard School, the Tiger School, and the Cavalry School; but the establishment of the regiment is similar, all ten soldiers are a team, ten teams are a capital, three are a battalion, three battalions are a guard, three guards are a regiment, three regiments are a department, and three departments are an army.

An army has a total of 30,000 people, and the Weiwei Division is the establishment of an army.

The Xishan battalion is said to be an establishment of a guard, but in fact there is only one battalion, that is, more than 300 people.

However, the Xishan battalion had five cavalry lieutenants, so each of them was not fully staffed.

At this time, except for Xue Zhengyi, who had just arrived, the remaining four cavalry captains cooperated with Wang Chuan, and there was a bit of tacit understanding, making them look like a whole, and the eyes of the desolate warriors scanned back and forth over them, but they couldn't decide which one to attack first.

His eyes finally fixed on Xue Zhengyi's face, and he couldn't appreciate Xue Zhengyi's eyes yet, he only knew that this person was the loosest and easiest to start in this collective, this was his intuition.

His intuition is very accurate, Xue Zhengyi is indeed outside the team, which is the best breakthrough. So he made up his mind and immediately rushed towards Xue Zhengyi with a "whoop".

His strange screams sounded rude, barbaric, and irrational, but the desolate people had fought the Great Xia Dynasty for so many years, and they had already learned a lot of wisdom and methods.

His strange screams were one of those means, for whenever he behaved like this, the most cautious enemy would show a hint of contempt.

Sure enough, Xue Zhengyi's eyes showed contempt and contempt for the barbarians, more than a trace, very naked, and he was not worried about being seen by the desolate warrior at all.

The desolate warrior suddenly stopped screaming, grinning and sneering, his body was like a chariot, and when it swept through the air, it also rubbed hot sparks, so he looked like a fire, his hand still grabbed Xue Zhengyi as before, it looked slow, but in the blink of an eye, he grabbed Xue Zhengyi's head.

At this time, Xue Zhengyi didn't have time to react, in fact, he was about the same as the rest of the cavalry captains, he was a four-rank martial artist, but he was afraid of death, very afraid of death, so he chose the safe Xishan camp, he didn't want to go to the front line to fight hard, he just wanted to spend every day of his life comfortably.

Not long after he arrived, the desolate man appeared, and he had to make a move, otherwise, he had no doubt that Wang Chuan would cut off his head as a night pot.

A fourth-grade martial artist, the vitality flow fills the body, and compared with a sixth-grade martial artist like Zhao Qiping, I don't know how many times stronger. You must know that the meridian nodes around his body are full of vitality, they are connected to each other, take care of each other, and move the whole body when they pull a hair, where there is a need, they can support it in the blink of an eye, which is by no means comparable to the six-rank martial artists.

But his whole body tensed and he was vigilant, but he was still grabbed by the head.

In a panic, he gathered the vitality of his whole body to his head.

Then, his head exploded into ketchup.

He couldn't see the desolate man's sneer, and certainly couldn't see the lightning-fast movements of the remaining five.

It was at this time that the five people led by Wang Chuan moved.

Among the five of them, there are two third-grade martial artists, so naturally they are the ones who take the lead. Wang Chuan carried out all the vitality, and the earthy yellow color became thicker and thicker, and he roared and pounced.

As soon as the desolate warrior held his hands, he grabbed Wang Chuan's hands, and the two of them were like red-eyed bullfights, and the ground under them suddenly sank.

At the same time, Dan saw the light of the knife flickering, and a sheath was heard behind him, and a snow-white silver knife had pierced the desolate warrior's side to his armpit.

The armpits have always been the softest part of the human body. Hu Bugui was obviously a swordsman, but he made a sword move, not only did the desolate man not expect it, but even Wang Chuan was stunned.

Wang Chuan was stunned for a moment and then came back to his senses and used more strength to restrain the desolate warriors.

The desolate warrior sneered, his mouth moved twice, and he said two syllables with unnamed meaning, and then suddenly said in a fluent lingua franca: "The desolate god is above, you cultivators are destined to make sacrifices for his old man today." ”

After finishing speaking, he sank into the dantian and let out a thunderous shout, and a faint light wave suddenly shook out from him.

With just such a slight shock, the earthy yellow vitality on Wang Chuan's body collapsed in an instant, and his face immediately turned pale as paper, and he retreated backwards with a "kick-and-roll", and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

And it was such a shock, not only did Hu Bugui's knife fail to pierce the armpit of the desolate warrior, but with a few "ping" sounds, the standard Miao knife was broken into seven or eight pieces. He himself was shaken out by the inexplicable force, and then fell to the ground, unable to move.

The two third-grade martial artists, as soon as they looked at each other, one was injured and one was dizzy, shocking the remaining three martial artists on the spot.

It seems that no matter how impassioned the words are, in the face of absolute power, they are only words on paper. Ji Paper Kite said lightly, "You can make a move, and it will be good for our mission to understand the courage of the desolate man in advance." ”

"I'm not going to shoot. Yan Lidao.

Ji Paper Kite raised her eyebrows: "Do you really want to see them all die?"

Yan Li smiled slightly and said, "Why not, it's not my soldier." ”