Chapter 882 - Don't Play

Two dragoon guards with long swords in their hands stood side by side in the open space outside the tent of King Liwang of Zuogu, and in front of them were ten burly Hun warriors.

Ten Hun warriors, each holding a straight knife in their hands, each as burly as a bear, stared at the two dragoons standing with them with a pair of eyes, as if they were going to eat the two dragoons alive.

Standing side by side with Deng Zhan outside the curtain of the king's tent, King Zuo Guli looked at the dragoon guards and Hun warriors standing opposite each other, and he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, and he would glance at Deng Zhan from time to time.

Compared with Zuo Gu Liwang's worries, Deng Zhan's expression was much calmer, as if he hadn't tried yet, and he could already see the outcome of this fight.

"Please advise!" Surrounded by a group of Hun generals and kings, the two dragoon guards did not feel nervous at all, and they all clenched their fists and arched their hands towards the ten Hun warriors on the opposite side, and they spoke at the same time, which was extremely neat.

Ten Huns faced two dragoons, seeing that although the two dragoons were strong, their physique was not as burly as them, and each Hun warrior had already made a plan in his heart, so he beat them up and hurt their breeze.

Messily saluted the two dragoons, and ten Hun warriors held straight knives and roared towards the two dragoons.

The other party made the first move, but the two dragoons did not panic, they were back to back to each other, holding their long swords to their chests, silently waiting for the Hun warriors to rush to them.

The distance between the two sides was only seven or eight paces, and it was only a matter of moments for the Huns to pounce on these two dragoons.

But in the eyes of King Zuogu Li, this moment seems to be very long.

Standing on the same front as Deng Zhan, although he is the king of the Hun Zuogu Li, but in his heart, he hopes that in this competition, the dragoon guard can win.

The dragon cavalry guards are powerful, Zuo Gu Li King knows, but he absolutely does not believe that with just two dragon cavalry guards, he can defeat ten elite Hun warriors.

Deng Zhan's move is really too risky!

If these Xiongnu kings and generals cannot be subdued, the power of the Great Xiongnu against the dehumity will be greatly damaged, and more Huns will hover between Da Dan Yu and the dehumiliation.

It has been clear that he is on two sides with the humble, and King Zuogu knows that he is making a gamble, a gamble between life and death between greater wealth and defeat!

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the straight knife in the hand of a Hun warrior and the long sword of a dragoon guard collided in one place.

The Hun warrior didn't hit the dragoon guard with a sword, roared, and pressed forward, trying to use his strong body to knock the dragoon guard to the ground.

However, his plan did not succeed, and as he leaped forward, the dragoon, who had collided with his sword, lifted his knee and kicked him in the stomach.

The lower abdomen was kicked heavily, and the Hun warrior let out a miserable howl, and to the surprise of all the Hun kings and generals, he staggered back several steps, sat on the ground, his face was full of pain, and he did not immediately turn over and stand up.

The ability of the Hun warriors to resist the attack, everyone present was very clear, and he was kicked by the dragoon guard, but he failed to stand up immediately, which really made all the Hun generals and kings present full of astonishment.

The king of the Hun tribe, who sent warriors and dragoons to fight, was even more surprised.

Before the competition began, he thought that ten warriors pounced on it, and the two dragoon guards must be subdued immediately, but he didn't expect that as soon as the game began, a Hun was knocked down, and he couldn't even stand up immediately.

Just when all the Huns were stunned, the second Hun let out a terrible howl, accompanied by two broken bones.

As soon as the miserable howl reached the ears of the Xiongnu kings and generals, a Xiongnu warrior flew out of the war group like a kite with a broken string.

Ten Hun warriors, but two of them were solved by the dragoon guards in an instant, and the remaining eight Hun warriors suddenly did not dare to despise the two dragoons they faced, and they also cooperated a little more between attack and defense.

Four Hun warriors, armed with straight knives, while a dragoon guard holding a sword to block the attack of a Hun warrior, divided into three ways, upper, middle and lower, and stabbed the straight knife into the chest of the dragoon guard.

The Hun warriors' fighting style was completely beyond the scope of competition, and they attacked the dragoon guard with a straight sword, with an extremely clear purpose, which was to take the dragoon's life.

In the face of the attack of the four straight knives, the dragoon guard did not panic at all, and at the moment when the straight knife attacked him, he twisted his body and retreated to the side, avoiding the straight knife in the hands of the Hun warriors.

While he avoided the straight knife attack, before the Hun warriors could launch a new attack with their backhands, the long sword in the dragoon's hand had already picked up and slashed straight at the head of one of the Hun warriors.

The Hun warrior who was slashed straight to the top of his head by the long sword was not an ordinary Hun man, and seeing that the long sword was about to be split above his head, he hurriedly retreated and flashed to the side.

But before he could stand still, an arm was already around his neck, and then a long sword slashed at his neck.

Although the long sword didn't cut his neck, it still made him feel a cold chill.

Cut in front of the neck by the long sword, the Hun warrior closed his eyes, knowing that if he was really on the battlefield, he had already been killed by the dragoon guards just now.

A strong chill invaded his heart, and when the Hun warrior only felt that it was all over, he felt a heavy kick on his ass.

When the dragoon guard gestured at his neck with his long sword, he was indeed merciful, but the kick that stomped on his ass was really not light, and he directly kicked him forward several steps before falling to the ground.

Turning over on the ground, the Hun warrior held a straight knife, shouted, and rushed to the dragoon guard who had just kicked him.

When he rolled over and got up, and was about to rush forward, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of Deng Zhan's mouth.

"Stop!" Seeing the sneer on the corner of Deng Zhan's mouth, the king of the Hun tribe to which these Hun warriors belonged snorted with a pale face, and said to the Hun warriors who had just gotten up: "You are dead!" ”

was drunk by the king, and the Hun warriors didn't dare to make a mistake, so they had to put away the straight knife and stand aside with their heads down.

The two sides fought each other, but in an instant, two of the ten Hun warriors were eliminated by the dragoon guards, and the battle situation instantly changed from the Hun warriors taking the lead to the two sides being evenly matched.

The two dragoons faced the remaining seven Hun warriors, and they did not have the slightest feeling of underestimating the enemy because of the other party's attrition, but became more cautious and stable the more they fought.

The remaining seven Hun warriors launched wave after wave of attacks against the two dragoons, but their attacks, the moment they approached the dragoons, would be lightly dissolved, as if they had encountered an extremely strong wall, and there was no way to advance half a point more than half a point to the other party.

The two sides fought for a long time, but the dragoon guards did not change their fighting style, although they were suppressed by the Hun warriors, they did not panic at all.

On the contrary, the Hun warriors, who were superior in numbers, were a little busy at this time.

Seeing that it was still difficult to break through the defenses of the dragoons, a Hun warrior roared, turned his heart sideways, and pounced on one of the dragoons.

Rushing towards the Dragoon, the straight knife in his hand kept a parallel angle and stabbed straight into the Dragoon's heart.

At the moment when the straight knife was about to pierce the heart of the dragoon, the Hun warrior only felt a hand like pincers tightly grasp his wrist holding the knife.

Before he could recover from the shock of his wrist being clutched, a long sword slashed at his heart, and then a huge force thrust at his chest, pushing him out of the warband.

The chest was vigorously pushed by the dragoon, and the Hun warrior staggered back many steps, and when he stabilized his footing, he did not immediately rush to the dragoon, but turned his head to look at the king of the Hun tribe who sent him to battle.

What appeared in front of him was the face of the great king Tieqing.

Instead of waiting for the king's order, the Hun warrior bowed his head and did not rush to the dragoon guard again, but took two steps back and admitted defeat.

The number of Xiongnu warriors has decreased dramatically, and the shape of the warband is also undergoing subtle changes.

Three more Hun warriors withdrew from the battle group, and the number of people still fighting was sharply reduced from the first twelve to five.

The attrition was all Xiongnu warriors, and when the two dragoons were fighting, whether they were attacking or defending, there was no fluctuation at all, as if it was not them who were fighting, but someone else, who was just watching the battle from the sidelines.

The eighth Hun warrior was forced to withdraw from the battle, and only two Hun warriors were left on the field to face off against the two dragoons.

The number of people has an absolute advantage, and the Hun warriors cannot pose the slightest threat to the dragoons, and now the number of both sides is equal, and the two remaining Hun warriors have almost fallen into despair.

Unlike them, the two dragoons were not negligent in attacking and defending because they were about to win, but were more cautious in attacking.

Watching the battle between the Hun warriors and the dragoons, the king of the Hun tribe, who had previously questioned the combat power of the dragoons, his face was already dead.

The two Hun warriors who had not yet withdrawn from the battle were out of order, both offensively and defensively, but the two dragoons seemed to be playing with them, and never launched a final attack on them.

"Alright, stop playing!" Standing side by side with King Zuo Gu Li, Deng Zhan said to the two dragoons in a very indifferent tone: "After solving this matter, this general still has important matters to discuss with the kings and generals!" ”

After Deng Zhan's order, the two dragoon guards strode forward in unison, twisted their bodies, and at the moment when the two Hun warriors did not react, one of them hugged the neck of a Hun warrior and put the long sword in his hand on the neck of the Hun warrior.