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Chapter 1302 Ace
The captain was a little flustered.

He blocked the knife light that appeared when the guard fell to the ground, and with a bang, the captain's hands went numb, secretly surprised, he looked up at his opponent, and after seeing the opponent's appearance, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Why are you?" After saying this, the captain's throat was pierced by another knife.

The thief with two knives had a calm and indifferent face. He cast a cold glance at the death-defying captain. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a shout from behind: "Surrender!"

He didn't look back, he used his left hand casually, and swung the knife.

With a bang, the knife in his left hand was knocked flying!

When he felt numbness in his hands, he knew that something was wrong, and immediately swung his right hand in a circle by his side, which just happened to block the blade that was being handed to him.

Appearing in front of him was Zhao Hu who ran over after discovering that the captain had been killed.The other guards also noticed that their captain was killed, they couldn't help roaring in grief and indignation, and rushed over with all their might.

Other thieves also gathered together.

The fighting stopped suddenly at this time, and the two sides gathered behind Zhao Hu and the strong man respectively.

Zhao Hu carefully watched the strong man with the knife hanging down in front of him.

This strong man first glanced at Zhao Hu with a cold expression, but when he saw Zhao Hu's private rank, veins suddenly appeared on his forehead, and then he swung his knife and shouted: "Kill!"

Zhao Hu, who had been on guard for a long time, immediately attacked the strong man, and the bandits behind the strong man and the personal guards behind Zhao Hu also followed suit.

No one joined the battle between Zhao Hu and the strong man.

After the two of them fought with swords and swords for a while, Zhao Hu was cut on the arm, and the strong man was cut on the neck. If he hadn't flashed so fast, he might have fallen down.

At this moment, the strong man was feeling disbelief, touching the wound on his neck, and then looked at the blood on his hand a little dullly.When Zhao Hu took a breath and was about to continue attacking, the strong man suddenly roared wildly, and the horses that belonged to them, who were quietly staying aside, suddenly rushed towards this place!

Zhao Hu and his personal guards dodged one after another, while the thieves took the opportunity to get on their horses. Except for the strong man who turned around and stared at Zhao Hu, the other thieves rode away without looking back.

The tiger chased wildly!
But how can a human compare with a horse?

Finally, Zhao Hu, who was gasping for breath, stared fiercely at the thieves who were getting further and further away.

By the time the personal guards came to their senses, pulled over their horses, and prepared to pursue, the opponent had long since disappeared.

Looking at the corpses of the guards on the ground, which were obviously more than those of the thieves, all the guards lowered their heads sadly, and silently began to clean the battlefield.

The result came out soon, but this result was an absolutely unacceptable shame for these proud personal guards.

The original 650-strong marshal's personal guard brigade faced less than 500 thieves, 130 and four of the thieves died, 270 and six personal guards died, and all were injured, including 54 disabled, which was more than twice the opponent's death rate .

What is particularly unacceptable is that the chief officer of the brigade died in battle, three squadron leaders died in battle, one squadron leader was disabled, sixteen squad leaders died in battle, and four squadron leaders were disabled.

The only squadron leader who didn't have any missing arms or legs suddenly yelled sadly: "What's going on? Why did a mere group of thieves cause so much harm to our glorious and proud marshal's personal guard?"

Zhao Hu, who silently bandaged his wound, subconsciously said, "They are not thieves."

"What? They're not thieves? How do you know? Are you their accomplice?" The squadron leader grabbed Zhao Hu angrily and shouted.

The guards around rushed forward to persuade them. After all, everyone saw Zhao Hu's actions. He killed at least seven or eight thieves. How could they be spies?
Of course, they also understand the mood of the squadron leader, everyone is the same, completely unable to accept the fact that they were defeated by the thieves.

The squadron leader also knew that he was wrong. After calming down, he asked in a commanding tone: "How do you confirm that they are not thieves? Tell me!"

He did not apologize to Zhao Hu.

There is no need for the superior to apologize to the subordinates. What the squadron leader cares about is whether he can find an excuse to lose to the thieves. Now that this brigade is his biggest, any responsibility must be borne by himself...

You have to find an excuse!

Zhao Hu didn't care about the squadron leader's tone, and said calmly, "It's impossible for a thief to have such combat power. If it wasn't for years of rigorous training, people who were born and died on the battlefield would not have such combat power at all.

Moreover, they obey orders extremely. These people are definitely the elite of the elite of the regular army. The man who killed the captain and wielded two knives is even more of a fierce general. "

"A man with double knives?" Hearing this, the captain couldn't help hesitating for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Damn it! The mantis with two knives from the Shanyue allied country—Tang Feng! So, these thieves are from the Shanyue allied country The trump card - the mountain group! No wonder!"

He nodded affirmatively.

The guards around immediately followed suit, and a few guards who were hesitant to speak opened their mouths, but they didn't know what they were thinking, and they also nodded in agreement with the squadron leader's opinion.

Zhao Hu understood what they were thinking. If the battle was not defeated by the thieves, but by the trump card army, it would indeed save a little face.

Although Zhao Hu didn't understand, why did the Shanyue allies on the west side of the empire send people to the east?And it's such an anticlimactic slashing.

Besides, whoever wields double knives is that mantis from the Shanyue allied country?

He didn't care, anyway, he was a soldier, he just obeyed orders, and believed that the squadron leader and the people above would find out the right reason.

After the excuse was found, the guards were interested in identifying which corpses died by their own hands. Zhao Hu, who was puzzled, asked and realized that this was the way the empire confirmed credit.

Contrary to what Zhao Hu thought, the personal guards did not compete with each other for credit, but rather honestly picked out the corpses of the enemies they had killed.Some personal guards even stood aside shyly, because they didn't kill a single enemy.

Zhao Hu's corporal leader and team leader were all lucky enough to survive. Under their urging, Zhao Hu casually found seven or eight corpses that had died under his hands, causing all the guards to look at Zhao Hu with strange eyes. It wasn't until the officer who counted the battle results compared the wound with Zhao Hu's weapon that the crowd withdrew their strange gazes and changed to shocked expressions.

The reason is very simple. Only a few guards killed two enemies, and the others all killed one, or the two teamed up to kill one, and Zhao Hu killed nine by himself. Can they not be shocked?

Zhao Hu's corps leader stepped forward and said, "You guy, you are really powerful! This mountain regiment is a well-known elite in the whole continent, and you killed nine of them by yourself!"

Speaking of this, seeing Zhao Hu looking at the unclaimed corpses, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't look at it, it's not for you. Half of these unclaimed corpses are considered the meritorious service of the dead, and they will be converted into money and added to the pension. Send them back to their homes, and half of them will be distributed according to the rank of the surviving leading officers, and the squadron leader will definitely use this to be promoted to a major." Speaking of the squadron leader, the corporal curled his lips a little dissatisfied.

Seeing the completion of the statistics of military exploits, and knowing that he is expected to be promoted, the squadron leader was full of spirits: "Those who can ride horses, come with me to meet His Excellency Marshal, and the rest will stay here."

After speaking, he got on his horse, and most of the guards who were still able to move also got on their horses.

Zhao Hu glanced around, and there were only two hundred people who could still mount their horses, and the combat power of this brigade was less than one third.

Under the watchful eyes of the remaining guards, Zhao Hu and others followed the squadron leader on horseback and left.

When the group returned to the starting point, they were horrified to find the bodies of the five marshal's personal guards.

The squadron leader was immediately confused: "Could something happen to the marshal? No way? There are more than two thousand people in this formation! Damn it, don't do it, or all of us officers will be finished!"

He knew very well that if something happened to the Marshal, His Majesty the Emperor would let his officers be buried with the Marshal!
"Sir, there are signs of a large number of horses walking here. Look at the hoof prints, they are our personal guard cavalry." A soldier's words woke up the squadron leader who was a little dazed.

Hearing this, the squadron leader immediately shouted angrily: "Quick! Follow!"

All the guards knew what was going on, and immediately gritted their teeth to resist the pain and fatigue, beat the horse desperately, and ran after the hoofprints.

They are all above the rank of non-commissioned officer. If the officer is buried with them, they will definitely have their own share. While worrying, they can't help but envy Zhao Hu, who said that guy is a low-level private soldier.

An Yong and Zhou Ming, who were wearing painting utensils, couldn't help scolding in their hearts when they saw the marshal's flag after the thieves surrounded the marshal's personal guard.

Damn it!Still surrounded the marshal!

Didn't the private soldier report the ambush?Or did those idiot officers not care at all, and just jumped at the hundreds of people who were lying by the stream?
The two glanced at each other, then nodded, and each returned to their subordinates, and began to command a troop east and a group of people west.

They deliberately commanded indiscriminately, coupled with the fierce attack of the marshal's personal guards, the encirclement began to loosen, and the space for activities expanded accordingly.

The surrounded Marshal's personal guards immediately took the opportunity to rush around and expand the space for movement. Marshal Terra, who had been keeping an eye on the situation behind him, immediately swung his sword: "Rush!"

The cavalry immediately shouted, pumped their horses frantically, and galloped forward.

(End of this chapter)