Chapter 59: The Military Merit of Three Hundred Heads
"My dear brother, you are brave enough for all men." Zhao Qingyun held the knife in his hand and looked at it, then spat out a sentence with great difficulty.
I have been in the army for a long time, and there are many heroes who fight and fight in various ways, but I have never seen anyone like Si Hu who dares to face the centurion of the Di people without falling behind.
"Of course, if there are ten warriors in the world, my brother will definitely occupy one of them."
Xu Mu's tone was decisive, this was the reason why he had to keep Si Hu in the first place.
"No, that Di centurion wants his horse bow back!"
The Di people are good at shooting with horse bows. The so-called Hui Ma Bow is to gallop and attack on horseback, then suddenly turn around and shoot back. If you are not careful, you can easily be shot on the spot.
At this moment, on the wet river bed, Si Hu had already dragged his long saber and chased forward angrily.
"Brother Tiger, be careful!"
The centurion who was circling the horse first had already hung the mace under the horse's belly, and then quickly grabbed the horse's bow. After spitting out a strange note in his mouth, the arrow burst out of the string.
"Hoo!"
With a whooshing sound, the arrow shot straight into Si Hu's face, seemingly piercing deeply and bringing out a spurt of blood.
The centurion reined in the reins, raised his bow and roared, and several personal guards rushed over, shouting wildly.
"Xu, Master Xu?" Zhao Qingyun was frightened. He didn't dare to think that this incident had already angered the centurion in front of him.
Next, after Si Hu fell from his horse, these Di people relentlessly pursued him.
"I'm going to save your brother right now!" Zhao Qingyun gritted his teeth, pulled out two double swords, banged them twice, and then got on his horse and ran.
"Nothing, I went to tell you first that my brother will definitely occupy one of the ten warriors." Xu Mu's voice was firm.
He knew his monster brother very well. As long as he was still breathing, he would fight to the death. What's more, this was just a small arrow that cut his face.
Zhao Qingyun was a little stunned. He was riding on a horse, neither going nor staying, so he had to raise his head again. Suddenly, the scene in front of him shocked him so much that he almost fell off the horse accidentally.
Under the sky and the sky, a figure like an iron tower stopped his horse coldly with one hand, and the long saber dragged in the other hand was halfway raised to the chest.
Click.
Reaching out again, Si Hu pinched off the horse arrow shaft with two fingers, leaving only half of the arrow stuck in the flesh of his face, with blood dripping from it.
He turned around and looked in the direction of Xu Mu.
"Brother Mu, I want to kill someone."
"Kill." Xu Mu nodded.
"The eighth household in the left lane of Po'er Street in Wangzhou, I am the tiger of the great era!"
Hengdao stood up and Si Hu raised his head and roared.
"Master Xu, why do you need to call me your place of residence?"
"Follow him, I guess he wants to kill someone and keep his name, but he can't say anything else." Xu Mu was also a little funny, but this weird brother was getting more and more aggressive.
On the opposite side, the mountain wind suddenly rose.
The centurion's eyes were stunned. The original look of him raising his bow and shouting was gone, replaced by an unbelievable look.
At this time, Si Hu, who was galloping on a fierce horse, had already raised his sword with one hand and charged in angrily.
In a hurry, the centurion hurriedly felt under the horse's belly and grasped the mace. Before he had time to raise his head, he found that the sky above his head seemed to have suddenly darkened.
The horse under his crotch couldn't help but hiss in panic.
Cha——
The long saber slashed past, and a line of blood spread from the centurion's head to the lower half of his shoulder.
"Hey." Si Hu paused, not even interested in turning around to look, so he tightened his grip on the horse's belly again, swung his long saber, and rushed towards a Di guard beside him.
"Xu, Master Xu, the centurion can't move——"
Zhao Qingyun hadn't finished speaking. At this moment, in front of them, the Centurion's throat rolled twice with difficulty.
The whole head was connected to the smaller half of the shoulder, and blood drops burst out wildly. In the blink of an eye, it fell sideways from the horse.
The frightened horse, carrying half of the body on its back, only ran forward a few steps. Half of the horse's body was quickly severed from it, spurting out streams of blood.
The corpses of both men and horses fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Everyone present, whether it was Zhao Qingyun or a few Di people's personal guards, seemed to have seen a ghost.
How can the strength of people in this world be so strong?
"Brother Mu, I still want to kill!"
"After killing Di Gou, go and wash off the blood on your body, and then come and talk to me."
"Si Hu knows."
The long saber swung by, and another corpse of a Di guard fell to the ground.
Xu Mu was too lazy to look any further, and turned around coldly. The Di people with two hundred riders had basically fallen to dust by now.
In the three large traps, there were densely piled corpses of people and horses. There were also many half-dead Di people struggling hard and begging for mercy from the people on the traps.
"If you have eggs, just don't say a word!" Chen Sheng's eyes were cold.
He is no longer the young groom he used to be. During this period of time following Xu Mu, he has seen too many tragic things in the world.
On top of this, a big reason is the invasion of Beidi people.
"Kill!" The three young men next to them, after a brief hesitation, continued to wave their weapons and chop down the Di people who were trying to escape one by one.
"Cut your ears!"
Seeing that he was almost dead, a few people surrounded the trap, cut off his right ear one after another, and removed the copper rings one by one.
At the edge of the river bed, Si Hu had already returned to his horse and lay down in a small pool of water. From time to time, he used a piece of linen cloth to wipe away the blood on his body.
He had already dug out the arrows on his face with his fingers. He only applied some gold sore medicine and looked like a normal person.
Even though he was as fierce as a tiger just now, the rare thing is that he will listen to Xu Mu very much. After more than 20 years of symbiotic friendship, he has already regarded Xu Mu as his only family.
"Master Xu." Zhao Qingyun was cutting the copper ring of his personal guard on the river bed with a worried look on his face.
"Brother Zhao, what's the matter?"
"The centurion's corpse... is a bit rotten. Unlike ordinary Di people, the only thing that can prove the centurion's identity is the gray wolf totem carved on his back."
Si Hu slashed his sword into two parts, and the gray wolf totem was also divided into two parts.
Xu Mu was a little helpless. If he knew this, he should have let Si Hu keep some hands and feet. After all, this is thousands of taels of silver in vain, which is really a pity.
"Brother Zhao, is there any way?"
"It's not a big problem to recover the two halves of the body. What I'm worried about is that the government agency will lower the price."
"I can't care anymore. After collecting the copper rings, I'd better leave as soon as possible."
If you continue to stay, there may be people from Di coming.
"Chen Sheng, save your sword and don't kill me. Lead some good horses and find some armor. I'll leave quickly." Turning his head and looking at the already sunny sky, Xu Mu said solemnly.
"My boss, I understand."
After cutting off the arm of a Di man who was about to climb out of the pit, Chen Shengcai returned the knife coldly, and with three young men, began to tie up the horse and collect the armor.
Half an hour later.
"Master Xu, more than one hundred and seventy copper rings, plus the corpse of a centurion... almost three hundred military achievements." Zhao Qingyun looked excited.
Even the previous Tongzi camp, which relied on more encirclement and less fighting efforts, might not have been able to achieve such gratifying results.
"When we enter Hezhou, Brother Zhao will take away the military merits of the centurion from Di."
"Master Xu, how dare you—"
"Listen to me, the Three Thousand Tongzi Camp are all heroes with eggs. Brother Zhao should be the last one. With this military merit, you can be promoted to a general. I am waiting for Brother Zhao. During the Northern Expedition in the future,
The good news of defeating the enemy seven thousand miles away."
Zhao Qingyun suddenly stood on the spot, his eyes showing a kind of longing.