Xin Jian couldn't hold it any longer.

His own martial arts skills are inferior to Xiao Ding's, and his experience against enemies is far from enough.

How could he be like Xiao Ding, fighting with the Liao people on the border for three days and two? This kind of life-and-death fight was a common occurrence for Xiao Ding, but for Xin Jian, it was the first time in his life that he had experienced it.

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Furthermore, although the ten personal guards of Xiao Ding on war horses were only standing on one side, they were beating their breastplates with their swords and shouting in support, putting increasing pressure on him.

He knew very well that if these people swarmed up at this time, Xiao Ding would not be violating the rules.

This itself is a challenge of ten versus one hundred. Now you are surrounded by ten people, and your companions are unable to come up to help. No one can blame you.

Xiao Ding has steadily controlled the overall situation, but at this time, he has begun to love talents. Since he set foot on the battlefield, this is the first guy he has encountered who can almost match him. And since Xiao Ding,

Judging from the intelligence collected by Cheng, this guy should have one last trick that he has yet to use. If he didn't see the secret skill hidden in the opponent's gun, this battle would still be a bit regretful after all!

Xin Jian decided to make a desperate move.

Amidst the loud shouts, the spear in his hand continued to exert force, regaining some disadvantages. The moment the two horses crossed each other, the moment the spear poked out, the two hands separated, and an iron mace suddenly appeared in his hand.

Even though Xiao Ding had been waiting for this move for a long time, he was still startled when he suddenly saw the mace. He really didn't realize when Xin Jian took out the mace and hid it under the gun.

If he suddenly encountered this move without knowing Xin Jian's details, he would not be killed on the spot, but he would inevitably be in a hurry.

Because he was well prepared, when the iron mace attacked, Xiao Ding laughed loudly, holding the gun with his left hand. He touched his right hand from the side of the saddle, and a dark knife appeared in his hand, facing the incoming iron mace.

mace.

The angle of Xiao Ding's attack was extremely clever. The knife met the mace at an angle, and with a soft clang, the thin front part of the mace, which happened to be the least stressed part, was cut off abruptly.

The sword broke such a heavy weapon as the mace. Xin Jian was stunned, but Xiao Ding's sword had already been snatched back.

The sword light hit his face, Xin Jian closed his eyes and suffered death.

With a snap sound, Xiao Ding's knife came to the head, but it drew a half arc, reversed, and hit Xin Jian's helmet heavily with the back of the knife.

With a clang, Xin Jian's burly figure swayed on his horse and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories!" Ten soldiers stepped forward on horseback, surrounded Xiao Ding, raised their blood-stained sabers, and cheered heartily.

They accomplished a miracle that even they themselves could not imagine or believe beforehand. With only eleven people, they defeated the elite Dragon Guard cavalry army, which numbered as many as a hundred people.

Originally, they were all prepared to fight and die for Xiao Ding today.

Even if they are all dead, as long as they kill all the enemies and only Xiao Ding is left standing on the school field, victory will eventually belong to them.

Now, everyone is here.

How could they not be ecstatic?

Looking at the group of border troops from the Northland cheering on the school field, there was a deathly silence above the stands.

Zhao Jing, who was behind Zhao Suo, gritted his teeth at the sight, but was helpless.

Zhao Suo, on the other hand, tilted his head, rested his cheek on his hand and pondered for a moment, then sat upright and said, "Send Xiao Ding and the ten soldiers to come up to see me."

A red-robed eunuch trotted all the way to the center of the school grounds and conveyed Zhao Suo's will to Xiao Ding and others.

After a while, Xiao Ding and others, all disarmed, walked along the passage and walked in front of Zhao Suo.

The strong smell of blood on their bodies made everyone turn their heads and cover their noses wherever they passed.

Xiao Ding was not squinting, but the soldiers under his command turned their heads and looked around as if they were curious. How could they see so many purple- and red-robed officials in normal times? A green-robed official was there

In front of them, it was amazing.

These people had no idea that their strange eyes showed murderous intent and were menacing. They all turned around to avoid them and did not dare to look directly.

It is also conceivable that some guys who have just killed countless people, even if they try their best to show their innocence, it is difficult for people to believe that the evil spirit naturally exuding from their bodies is enough to make these people who have never seen blood

The officials were frightened.

"I've seen an official!" Xiao Ding bowed and saluted.

The personal guard behind him knelt on the ground, banging his head.

"Long live Long live Long live!"

A mess of shouts mixed with the thumping of kowtows immediately aroused a look of contempt from the stands.

As expected, they are just some bumpkin from the border areas who don't understand anything.

At this moment, these people seemed to have forgotten that it was these country bumpkins who had just made them dare not look at them.

Zhao Suo's originally gloomy mood was cleared away by this chaotic etiquette, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"The officials are all new to the world. Please forgive them for their rudeness!" Xiao Ding said with a wry smile.

"No, no, no! I like the innocent heart very much!" Zhao Suo laughed loudly: "Pingshen, oh, get up, get up, you are all my warriors."

At the moment when these soldiers knelt down and kowtowed and screamed, Zhao Suo suddenly realized that these people were also his people, his soldiers!

"Thank you, officials!"

Amidst another chaotic thank you, the ten soldiers stood up and did not know how to lower their heads. Instead, they looked up very rudely and looked at the supreme ruler of the Song Dynasty.

The censor who was in charge of imperial etiquette flattened his mouth and turned his head to one side. He knew very well that even if he stepped forward to shout loudly, these people would not know what to do!

It's better not to waste your efforts.

And it seems that the officials are not very angry.

"When you usually fight against the Liao people, do you still shout like this to kill the Liao dogs?" Zhao Suo asked with interest: "Xiao Ding, don't speak, let them speak."

Xiao Ding had no choice but to retreat to one side.

He Zheng glanced around and saw that the eyes of several other people were on him, and he was indeed the highest-ranking among them. He clasped his fists and said, "Yes, they all shout like this."

"Well, very impressive!" Zhao Suo's eyes fell on the smallest guy who had a broken arm bone and was still tied to his waist with a strap: "What's your name?"

"Back to the official house, my name is Cao Can!" Cao Can was so nervous that his voice changed a little.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"It hurts, but I'm used to it!" Cao Can said: "It's nothing, just a minor injury. We people have many scars on our bodies, no one is more serious than this."

This question and answer made Zhao Suo silent for a moment, then he said: "Remove your armor and let me see your scars!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, Xiao Ding nodded, and then everyone helped each other unbutton their armor and take off their inner clothes.

Looking at the ten scarred bodies, everyone present was speechless.

"Reward, each person will be rewarded with 100,000 yuan and a piece of silk!" Zhao Suo said with a wave of his hand.

"I would like to express my gratitude to Heaven for them!" Seeing these subordinates knelt down in confusion again to thank them, Xiao Ding could only come forward again to smooth things over.

"My innocent heart, I feel very relieved. Okay, let them retreat. Xiao Qing stays. I have something else to ask you."

Zhao Suo said.

Looking at the ten soldiers who were happily walking away with bare chests, Zhao Suo turned to Russell again and said: "Except for the officials above the rank of servant, everyone else should also disperse!"

As soon as the edict came out, amidst the voices of resignation, the huge stands suddenly seemed empty.

Zhao Suo stood up, walked to the railing, looked at Ban Zhi, who was cleaning up the mess in the school field, and said, "Xiao Qing, your cousin's name is Chang Qing, right?"

Xiao Ding was a little flattered and quickly bowed and said: "Yes, the official family."

"Changqing, you have been in the north for a long time and have fought many battles with the Liao people. The soldiers under your command are also very impressive, but I see that they are scarred. Are they all injuries from fighting with the Liao people?"

"yes!"

"But they slaughtered my bodyguards and soldiers like chickens and dogs." Looking at the audience, Zhao Suo's voice deepened: "Are they really that powerful?"

Xiao Ding's heart sank. Don't forget that this battle had the opposite effect in the end, making the official even more afraid of the Liao people.

"This is not the case in the official family." Xiao Ding said solemnly: "Take the Dragon Guard soldiers who faced the general today. In fact, their equestrian and martial arts skills are no worse than the general's subordinates. And Their bodies are strong, stronger than the general’s subordinates.”

"Then why did we lose so miserably? I originally thought that it must be you who lost!" Zhao Suo turned his head and looked at Xiao Ding.

"Officers, what they lack is not skills, but courage, bloodiness, and experience. This is why the general suggested a round of fighting in his memorial. They are just too comfortable and don't know how to fight."

"Courage, bloodiness, and experience!" Zhao Suo nodded: "You are right. Today, it seems that these people are indeed severely inexperienced in battle, and after suffering a heavy setback, their reaction speed and adaptability are simply a mess. Sir, how are your casualties?"

"When I return to the official residence, one-third of the Guangrui Army led by the last general has been replaced in three years."

"All died in the battle?"

"No, 70% died in battle, and the other 30% had to withdraw from the army because of injuries." Xiao Ding said.

"In other words, if I send the Dragon Guards to fight on the front line now, the number of casualties will be almost the same?"

Xiao Ding was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, that's almost the number."

"Thirty percent casualties are worth it in exchange for a brave and brave army like Chang Qing's men." Zhao Suo said to himself.

"Your Majesty, if you send troops to the front lines to fight, you don't have to let them fight the enemy alone. Instead, they should cooperate with experienced border troops. In this way, you can not only increase your experience and knowledge, but also reduce the casualty rate."

"That makes sense!" Zhao Suo nodded repeatedly.

The conversation between Zhao Suo and Xiao Ding struck a chord in the hearts of many senior officials who stayed in the stands. They were afraid that after today's incident, it would become a reality that the armies around Bianliang would come to the front line to fight.
Chapter completed!