"Back to the captain's words, Lin Xiu understands!"

Lin Xiu paused and continued: "The right army is only three thousand, and it is being taken by the general... Throw... No... Sent here by the general, it is a lone army, and the barbarian tribe is tens of thousands, an equal or even weak fight can block the offensive of the barbarian army, which will make the barbarian army worried, and dare not attack rashly! ”

"If only you understood!" Lin Xiu's answer made Wu Zheng very satisfied, and then Wu Zheng said: "Lin Xiu listens to the order!" ”

"In!" Lin Xiu responded without any warning, such a situation made Hai Ming not far away see it, and sighed in his heart: "Fate, such a fate really makes people sigh that the sky is making people, just such a pedantic bachelor of the country has survived in the battles again and again, according to this situation, if this son does not die in battle, he will definitely be a dragon in the wilderness in the future, turn into a dragon, and be the heroic soul who goes straight to the sky..."

These words made Heming next to him squint and sweep his voice: "Even if the heroic soul is talented, what can the life of the dragon horse be?" Born in a businessman, his humble bones cannot be abandoned in this life, at most he has become the foundation of Emperor Xiaowu, besides, what future he has, and it has nothing to do with our Hexi army! ”

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Wu Zheng stared at Lin Xiu's increasingly resolute and cold Mu Zi, and said, "Order you to be the capital of the fifth battalion and the fifth school, temporarily lead the soldiers of the first school, and garrison the northern high slope!" ”

Such an order surprised Lin Xiu by three points, from even to Dubo, but only a first order, but why did he temporarily lead a school soldier? Where did the soldiers come from?

In these difficulties, Lin Xiu was shot straight to the bottom of his heart by Wu Zheng's thoughts, and after an instant, Lin Xiu bowed down to receive the order, and after Wu Zheng left, it was only half a moment after Wu Zheng left, and Wu Zheng's personal army team was coming with about 800 soldiers from a school.

Looking at these cleanly armored soldiers, Lin Xiu continued to think about the contradictory appointment just now, and confirmed again and again that Lin Xiu was sure that Wu Zheng had appointed him as the Dubo, but since this was the case, why did he let him shoulder the captain of the battalion, after thinking twice, Lin Xiu still didn't understand why this was the case? You must know that Wu Zheng is only a captain, and in terms of rank, he is only half a level higher than the battalion captain.

When the pro-soldier team was approaching, let Hou whisper to Lin Xiu: "Brother Lin, the desperate fighting captain of the fifth battalion sees it in his eyes, and the others are all good, but at the moment, the right army system is chaotic, the partial generals and captains are all gone, and the general's attitude is like that, it is already difficult for the captain to hold on alone, so within his ability, in order to hold here, you can only be a Dubo, but the captain also said, you... The roots are thick, as long as we survive, the future is unpredictable, just a moment ago, General Geng, who abandoned our right army, sent five battalions of more than 5,000 people to support us, so you temporarily use the name of Dubo, lead the real shortage of camp captains, and defend here for our right army, and guard our banner! ”

As the pro-soldiers finished speaking, they shouted at the hundreds of people sent by the left army behind them: "Listen to Lao Tzu, this is the five battalions on the previous order, they have more than 1,000 people to attack and kill the barbarian army for several hours, from now on, he, Lin Xiu is your head, if anyone dares to disobey the order and escape from the battle, Lin Dubo, you don't need to tell him, just behead him!" ”

This remark made the reinforcements of the left army talk a lot, looking at the twenty-year-old who was covered in blood stains in front of them, they seemed to not believe it, but looking at the one hundred and ten murderous soldiers behind him, who were as cold as wolves, this momentum alone had already made these dispatched reinforcements cowardly from the bottom of their hearts.

After the soldiers left, Lin Xiu slowed down, for some reason, looking at the soldiers in front of him who had not been killed, Lin Xiu gave birth to an inexplicable mockery from the bottom of his heart, and after a while, he drew his knife and raised his arm, pointing at a thin-faced soldier in front of the queue and said, "You, come out!"

The thin-faced soldier who was ordered to his life looked like a flicker, and then came out with a little weakness: "Dubo! ”

"Draw your sword!"

"Huh?"

For this, the thin-faced soldier obviously didn't know what Lin Xiu meant, and Zhao Yuan, who was behind Lin Xiu, said with a dark face: "Pull out your knife, otherwise you will die!" ”

When Zhao Yuan's words fell, Huang Qi and Li Hu laughed playfully, which made the thin-faced soldiers panic, and sweat covered their foreheads.

"Dubo, you..."

The thin-faced soldier pulled out the horizontal knife a little sluggishly, and in just a moment, Lin Xiu had already stepped forward with cold eyes, but seeing that the bloodstained horizontal knife turned into cold light and roared in the wind at that moment, he went straight to the neck of the thin-faced soldier, staring at the killing intent that rushed to the door of life, and the thin-faced soldier's Mu Zi immediately tightened, and his whole body held the knife horizontally as if he was a conditioned reflex.

'Ooh' a dull sound, the thin-faced soldier only felt numb in the tiger's mouth, his arms were painful, as if there was a thousand catties of huge force attacking, pressing his whole body tired and collapsed, but it was not over yet, I saw Lin Xiu charging the knife and continuing to exert his strength, the situation was like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and continued to press the thin-faced soldier towards his neck, so the thin-faced soldier's eyes widened, and his whole body was tense and charged to shout, in the voice that changed the tone, the thin-faced soldier flipped and slashed with both hands of the knife, and forcibly parted from Lin Xiu's horizontal knife, and went straight to Lin Xiu's chest。

It's just that the fight for life and death has already made Lin Xiu grow up in a daze, so the thin-faced soldier puffed up all the fights in Lin Xiu's eyes is just a human instinctive reaction, and it is not a fight for life, so in an instant, Lin Xiu held the knife in one hand, retreated and retreated, flipped with strength, and slashed again directly down the handle of the thin-faced soldier, and then approached with an arrow step, kicking the thin-faced soldier's chest, and in the next second, Lin Xiu's blade was already in front of the neck of the thin-faced soldier, so the staggered life and death made the thin-faced soldier pale, Even if he fell to the ground, he couldn't stop panting for air.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers who were sent were stunned and at a loss, and after a while, Lin Xiufang put away his knife and said to the thin-faced soldiers: "How does it feel to be staggered between life and death?" ”

"Dubo... I..."

"Remember that feeling, which is life and death... The weakest of the fights is really far, far more wrong than the battlefield duel... In that moment... Don't hesitate at all... Hesitated... You're dead..."

Lin Xiu put away his knife and turned around, let him look at the hundreds of stunned soldiers, and roared in a deep voice: "You guys are here... It's going to be dead... You're coming... It's for that flag... Till death does not retreat... Otherwise... I don't mind slaughtering you now... So that you can die a dignified death... At least not the courage of the Northland Heroes..."

Such coercion, only from Lin Xiu's chest, such a formation, at a certain moment, has completely pushed Lin Xiu's retreat from the flat road dreamed of by the little official to the bumpy battlefield...