Chapter Fifty-Four: A Captain of High Taste

On the other side, wearing the uniform of the Dingyan Army, was an officer who looked like a lieutenant-level, wearing a simple armor in the style of a vest, compared to the Khitan royal armor that He Daxian wore that he had stolen from Yelu Ruan, it was more than a little cold. In the eyes of those who are proficient in the craft of armor making and those who know how to do it, it is exactly the feeling of a hillbilly who has just washed his feet and gone to the field meets the most fashionable elite of Wall Street.

Seeing that he lost the first round by pretending to be forced, this young and handsome military captain who had a bit of high taste couldn't help but be annoyed and angry.

didn't hear what He Daxian was saying clearly, so he directly pointed at He Daxian with a horse lance in his hand and scolded: "Where did the barbarians come from, they dared to break into my Shenchi Pass!" ”

There's no reason for that.

He Daxian was so lucky that he reported the name of the Zhenwu Patrol Envoy, originally just to scare this low-level junior officer of the Dingyan Army, and deceive the Dingyan Army's intention to come here.

Who knew that this stubborn little donkey actually ignored him, a "high-ranking official", who reported himself to his home, and said strange things that were disrespectful to people.

And you want to point at me with that inferior trident that weighs less than ten pounds in your hand?

He Daxian hated two things most in his life, one was that others ignored him when he spoke well, and the other was to point something at him.

It's so rude, so rude!

Just now in the so-called "Shenchi Pass" like a tofu scum project, He Daxian reported that no one paid attention to him, and when he came to this difficult military captain, he reported that no one paid attention to him.

Nima, this is the reason why you low-level officers are not good at mixing, and you don't have any respect for high-ranking officials!

In this impetuous world, it is too difficult to find someone like Han Kuangsi who is noble, intelligent, polite, and knows how to respect and be considerate of others, so that everyone is like a spring breeze.

He Daxian was furious.

Without saying a word, raise the horse lance, pat the horse and step forward, and put on a posture of helping your boss teach you a good lesson.

Who knew that the little captain of the Dingyan army was also tough, and when he saw He Daxian raising his lance and patting his horse, he also raised the trident in his hand and rushed up.

Then there is no way.

You could have fled, or you could have surrendered, but you had to come up and die!

Two generals who are unfamiliar with each other get on their horses and fight, and no one will hold back the first round. After all, everyone really fights face-to-face, and the reaction and force are all in an instant, not that you can win if you want to pretend to force you, and the result of staying is likely to be a disaster.

The two horses were wrong, and I saw the seventy-two pounds of horse lance in the hand of General Zhao, the "new Zhenwu border patrol envoy", rose up with all his strength and smashed it down fiercely towards the Dingyan military academy captain, and with a bang, the trident in the hands of the Dingyan military academy captain was immediately broken, and the heavy mace head directly hit the big good head without a helmet, and it was like breaking a watermelon on the spot, the flesh and blood were blurred, red and white, and the face was indistinguishable.

He Daxian also reacted quickly, seeing that he had already killed someone, he didn't hesitate to kill people in the next step!

Looking back at the dozen or so cavalrymen of the Zhao family army behind him, he shouted: "Fight!" Then, without any pause, he continued to pat his horse forward, and rushed towards the twenty or so cavalrymen behind the captain of the Nading Commander.

The cavalry of the Dingyan Army didn't react, but just subconsciously followed the commander and started running, but in the blink of an eye, his master was about to be shot in the head, and then the barbarian had already rushed in front of him.

Between the lightning and flint, the heavy "fallen horse lance" in He Daxian's hand shook half a circle in the air, and smashed the upper body of the cavalryman on the left who was closest to him with a stick, and the head of the lance did not slow down at all, and the afterimage hit the side waist of a cavalryman of the Dingyan Army on the right, pushing the man directly off the horse, rolling on the ground, covered in blood, and seeing that he was no longer alive.

Stained with blood juice and yellow and white brains, the murderous mace-shaped horse's head was raised high again and smashed into the head of the third cavalry of the Dingyan Army, who had run slightly behind.

The third cavalryman was shocked and hurriedly raised his saber to block.

He Daxian is furious, where can he stop it! The heavy lance fell, smashing the fragile wooden pole of the saber in the horseman's hand with a thud, and smashing his head into the chest with a thud, and the force of the impact caused the horse to fall to the ground on its knees.

In the blink of an eye, killing four people in a row, He Daxian rushed through the horizontal line of the cavalry of the Dingyan Army and ran directly towards the tent area behind them.

The rest of the cavalry of the Dingyan Army, who had escaped He Daxian's hammer, were faced with the thirteen cavalry of the Zhao Family's army, who were lined up in a row, close together, and moved in a uniform manner!

, on such a big prairie, do you want to be so tight? Can't you smell the fox smell on the guy next to you?

Are you dancing ballet?

Are you serious about being funny?

Four little swans? Oh, sorry, it's thirteen little swans!

When these cavalry of the Dingyan Army rushed to the front, they found that these cavalry of the Tang Army did not seem to be funny or dancing.

The first cavalry of the Dingyan Army to come up faced Zhao Siwu, and when he saw that everyone was about to collide, Zhao Siwu was still pretending to be forced, and the long saber was far away on the right, and there was no sign of resisting. The soldier was overjoyed, and the long knife in his hand stabbed at Zhao Siwu. Zhao Siwu didn't even look at him, but another Tang soldier on the left suddenly stretched out the long saber in his hand, opened his saber with a light stroke, and then cut all the way down the long pole, and when the cavalry of the Dingyan Army reacted, the long knife had already cut to his neck!

With a bang, a head was cut off.

Then there was a bang, crackling, and a chaotic sound, and the nine cavalrymen of the Dingyan Army in front of them rolled off their horses one after another, and the cavalry of the Zhao family army were just sprayed with blood on their heads and faces, unscathed.

Turned around, in the second round, the remaining eight cavalry of the Dingyan Army probably knew what was going on, and rushed over to the cavalry of the Zhao family army who had completed the turn, among which the one who rushed to the front was a commander of the Dingyan army, and his martial arts were still good, and when he rushed to the front, he had always paid attention to the saber of the other Zhao army cavalry on the right side, and when he saw that it was someone else who came to help him with the knife, the gang leader reacted quickly, and picked up the saber that was blocked from the side, and stabbed it into a gap.

Then he saw a thick piece of wood tied to the left arm of the cavalryman in front of him, and with a sudden spur he blocked the stabbing knife, and the two horses on the left and right squeezed each other, and the commander of the army was squeezed off his horse, and he fell dizzily, and could not get up for half a day.

Only the saber in the hand of a cavalryman of the Dingyan Army successfully avoided all the interceptions and slashed at the chest of Zhao Erqi, a cavalryman of the Zhao family's army, only to hear a crisp sound, and the long knife was bounced away.

Nima, it turns out that there is still a layer of steel armor inside!

Yes, because it belonged to the march, the cavalry of the Zhao family army was not equipped with a human bone whistle that worked wonderfully in the battle of Yangfangkou, but according to the configuration of the Khitan heavy cavalry, everyone had two thin iron plates on their chests and a half-helmet on their heads. Originally, the standard configuration of the Khitan heavy cavalry was used to charge into battle, where would you be afraid of the light cavalry! Although in order to lose weight on the march, the Zhao family army was only equipped with half of the armor of the heavy cavalry, but it was enough to deal with this group of light cavalry of the Dingyan army.

Thirteen people dealt with twenty-one people, killed twelve people in two rounds, He Daxian hacked three people to death, knocked down four people from his horse, and only one person from Zhao Jiajun fell off his horse and was slightly injured.

The last two cavalrymen of the Dingyan Army saw that it was wrong, and quickly slapped their horses and turned around to escape.

But where to escape!

More than a hundred cavalry troops appeared in front of them, and the Tang army surrounded them!

Not to mention the battle of these cavalry, let's look at He Daxian's side first.

After He Daxian had killed the cavalry of the Dingnan Army just now, he didn't care about the situation behind him, and single-handedly rushed directly into the tent area surrounded by the fence.

The tent area is not small, almost the size of a football field, and is a place for herders to keep their horses and live temporarily.

As soon as He Daxian rushed into the tent area, he saw two men holding sabers and riding on horses, dressed as herdsmen, with angry faces, rushing towards him!

Nima, why are so many people coming to seek death today?

The two herdsmen, one old and one young, were about forty or fifty years old, tall and tall, dressed in brown brocade robes, with a five-finger-wide cowhide belt around their waists, and armed with a red cherry spear. The other boy looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, with a childish face, the same brocade robe on his body, and a red cherry spear in his hand.

These two people are rich people at first glance, they should be the owners and young masters of this ranch, but although their courage is commendable, but looking at them riding on horses and clumsily holding spears, they are obviously two rookies who don't know martial arts and have no experience in battle formations!

It is said that how can soldiers bully the common people, but He Daxian does not have this idea.

It doesn't matter who you are, if you dare to stab labor and management with a gun, labor and management will naturally smash you to death with a hammer!

The war horse under the crotch galloped, and the seventy-two pound horse lance in He Daxian's hand waved, and with a fierce wind, it swept towards the old man and the young who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

At this moment, a young girl suddenly ran out of the tent in the distance, and cried out bitterly: "Daddy! A middle-aged woman was also chased out at the same time.

He Daxian was stunned for a moment!

It was too late, and then it was too fast, and the lance in his hand had changed direction, and it had become an upward pick, and he flew the old man's spear with a swoop, and he let go of the horse lance and let it fly out, and then reached out and grabbed the old man's belt like lightning, and pulled the old man over. The spear of the young man on the left hand also stabbed over, and the "obsidian shield" on He Daxian's left arm as an arm shield gently separated the spear head, and he also reached out and hugged the young man's waist, and grabbed the young man together!

The waist is slender and soft, and this boy is also a girl!