One of them was Wang Chuan. He already felt that this person was not easy to deal with. He was not like those ordinary soldiers who would burst like tomatoes with a light pinch. This person had to use a lot of strength to pinch him to death.
As for the remaining five people, one of them had a standard miaodao at his waist. He had a sharp and angular face and his expression was as cold as the craggy mountain rocks. He seemed to be a man of few words. This person was called Hu Bugui. He was a third-grade martial artist. He had once killed two Desolate Men with one slash and was somewhat famous in the army.
One of them was short and small. He carried a short bow on his narrow back and a quiver of arrows was at his waist. He had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. Above his sharp mouth, there were two handlebar mustaches. He looked comical and ridiculous. This person was called Pei Qianlai. His archery skills were amazing. However, as his name suggested, he was extremely greedy. He had once argued with someone on the battlefield over a copper coin. He even got into a scuffle, causing the battle formation to collapse and the enemy to take advantage of the gap. He was then naturally demoted to the West Mountain Barracks.
One of them held a long lance in his hand. He was short and sturdy. His skin was dark but his facial features were very delicate. His eyelids drooped lazily, as if he was not awake. This person was called Sun Lei. He was a fourth-grade martial artist.
One of them was a gentle young man. He held an iron fan and wore a grey cotton shirt. He did not look like a soldier but more like a poor and weak teacher. However, a weak teacher would not be able to lift his iron fan. The iron fan did not look big but weighed more than 40 kilograms. When he held it in his hand, it was like a real folding fan. He gently fanned it with an indescribable elegance. This person was called Zhang Donglin. He was famous in the army for being ruthless. Although he had a kind smile, he was very cruel to his enemies. Because of the crime of mistreating prisoners of war, he was demoted to the West Mountain Barracks.
The last one was also a young man. This person was called Xue Zhengyi. He was the only person in the West Mountain Barracks who chose to come here.
These five people were all cavalry captains. Cavalry captains were below the captains. The military ranks were not the same. For example, there were no captains in Yongling's Guard Department. It was based on a school, such as the Guard School, the Tiger School, and the Cavalry School. However, there was not much difference in the military structure. There were ten soldiers to a team, ten teams to a capital, three all to a battalion, three battalions to a guard, three guards to a regiment, three regiments to a department, and three departments to an army.
An army had a total of 30,000 people. The Guard Department was with the establishment of an army.
The West Mountain Barracks was said to be with a guard department, which had more than 300 people.
But the West Mountain Barracks had five cavalry officers, so each of them did not have a full complement of subordinates.
At this moment, other than Xue Zhengyi, who had just arrived, the remaining four cavalry sergeants cooperated with Wang Chuan. They seemed to have a tacit understanding, making them look like a whole. The eyes of the Desolate Man warrior scanned them back and forth, but he could not decide who to attack first.
His eyes finally landed on Xue Zhengyi's face. He still could not understand the look in Xue Zhengyi's eyes. He only knew that Xue Zhengyi was the most relaxed in the group and the easiest to attack. This was his intuition.
His intuition was very accurate. Xue Zhengyi was indeed drifting away from the group. He was the best breakthrough point. So he made up his mind and immediately rushed towards Xue Zhengyi with a howl.
His howl sounded rude, barbaric, and irrational. But the Desolate had fought with the Xia Empire for so many years and had learned many wisdom and tricks.
His howl was one of them. Because every time he behaved like this, even the most cautious enemy would show a trace of contempt.
Indeed, Xue Zhengyi's eyes showed contempt and contempt for the barbarians. It was not just a trace, it was very naked. He was not worried that the Desolate warrior would see through it.
The Desolate Man warrior suddenly stopped shouting and opened his bloody mouth and sneered. His body was like a chariot. When he swept through the air, there were hot sparks due to friction, so he looked like a ball of fire. His hand was still grabbing Xue Zhengyi like before. It seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, he had grabbed Xue Zhengyi's head.
At this time, Xue Zhengyi did not have time to react. In fact, he was similar to the other cavalry captains. He was a fourth-grade warrior. But he was afraid of death, very afraid of death. So he chose the safe West Mountain Camp. He did not want to risk his life at the frontline. He only wanted to live his life peacefully.
The Desolate appeared not long after he arrived. He had no choice but to act. Otherwise, he had no doubt that Wang Chuan would chop off his head and use it as a chamber pot.
A fourth-grade warrior's body was filled with Qi of vitality. Compared to a sixth-grade warrior like Zhao Qiping, he was many times stronger. One had to know that the meridians in his body were filled with Qi of vitality. They were interconnected and took care of each other. If one strand was pulled, the whole body would move. Wherever needed, it would be able to help in the blink of an eye. It was not something a sixth-grade warrior could compare with.
But even though his body was tense and he was on high alert, his head was still grabbed.
In a panic, he gathered all the Qi of his body into his head.
Then, his head exploded into tomato sauce.
He could not see the sinister smile of the Desolate. Of course, he could not see the lightning-fast movements of the other five.
It was also at this time that the five people led by Wang Chuan moved.
Among the five of them, there were two third-grade warriors. Naturally, they would be the first to attack. Wang Chuan moved all the Qi of vitality out. The yellow mud became thicker and thicker. He roared and pounced forward.
The Desolate warrior used both his hands to grab Wang Chuan's hands. The two were like red-eyed bulls. The ground beneath them suddenly sank.
At the same time, there was a flash of saber light. Behind them, there was the sound of a saber being unsheathed. A snow-white saber had already pierced the Desolate warrior's armpit from below his ribs.
The armpit had always been the softest part of a person's body. Hu Bugui was a swordsman, but he used a sword move. Not only did the Desolate not expect this, even Wang Chuan was stunned.
Wang Chuan regained his senses after being stunned for a while. He used even more strength to hold onto the Desolate warrior.
The Desolate warrior gave a sinister smile. His mouth moved a few times and said two unknown syllables. Then, he suddenly spoke in fluent common language, "Desolate God above, you cultivators are destined to become sacrifices for him today."
After he finished speaking, he sank his qi into his dantian and let out a thunderous roar. A faint light wave suddenly shook out from his body.
It was just a gentle shake, but the yellow yuan qi on Wang Chuan's body instantly collapsed. His face immediately turned as white as paper. He staggered backwards and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
And it was with such a shake that not only did Hu Bugui's saber fail to pierce into the Desolate warrior's armpit, but with a few "ping" sounds, the standard miaodao broke into seven or eight pieces. His body was also sent flying by an unknown force. Then, he fell to the ground and did not move anymore.
The two third-grade warriors had just met, and one was injured and the other had fainted. This shocked the remaining three warriors to the point of being stunned.
"It seems that no matter how impassioned the words are, in the face of absolute power, they are just empty words," Ji Zhiyuan said lightly. Ji Zhiyuan said lightly, "Go ahead. It'll be good for our mission if you can experience the boldness of the Desolate in advance."
"I won't make my move," Yan Li said.
Ji Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows. "Do you really want to see them all die?"
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