Cons followed the brigade and ran towards his destination.

He couldn't help but be confused when he saw the brigade's marching in such a swagger.

How could the captain give such an order? Wouldn't he be afraid that the thieves would get the news in advance and escape?

According to the current marching method, thieves may be discovered by far away. Not to mention chasing bandits, I am afraid that even a horsehair will not be seen.

Cons wanted to remind him, but the captain warned him: "We all know that this kind of marching is inappropriate, but there must be a reason for the captain to do so. As a soldier, especially a soldier, you only need to obey the commander's orders. You must know that the army attaches great importance to the superiors and inferiors."

The implication is that you are a low-level position and don’t meddle in other people’s business.

Hearing this, how could Cons dare to say anything?

However, to Cons' surprise, after the squad leader who was monitoring him in front joined the team, the thief was still freed by the stream.

The captain looked proud and ordered loudly: "Each squadron is in groups to encircle, and we will destroy the Mandala thieves in one fell swoop!"

Under the command of the squadron leader, the guards scattered around, and the shouts of the guards immediately attracted the attention of the thieves. However, the thieves did not panic, but instead quickly killed the prisoners, left the stream, stayed away from the horses, and formed a formation to guard in the center of an open space.

Even if the person who had not passed through the battle formation saw the momentum of the thief in front of him, he knew that these guys were fierce warriors who had been through the battlefield for a long time.

These thieves are very disciplined. When they encounter enemies, no one will escape on horseback. Instead, they all obey orders and act like fighting in the field.

It seems that their commander understands that even if they can escape when riding a horse at this time, most of them will be killed in the chaos. Anyway, they will be wiped out, so it is better to fight to the death.

The guards were not surprised by the thieves' performance.

They believed that this was Yu Ni, the remaining Mandala thieves, and he was an elite force. Since he was very elite, he would certainly dare to fight the army to the death.

But Cons, who was assigned to the captain's line, found a look of surprise on the captain's face, as if he had found that the information was wrong and he was not convinced.

The captain muttered something, but his face was still full, and he waved his knife and shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill!" The guards immediately roared and rode their horses wildly!

The thieves were still waiting quietly, and except for shrinking the formation, they did not make any moves.

Some of the guards rushed out of the woods, some rushed down the hillside, and some rushed through the stream. Anyway, hundreds of war horses rushed towards the center in a huge momentum.

In an instant, the shouts of killing immediately turned into screams!

The horses charging in front fell one after another, and all the knights were overturned to the ground. Only now did the guards find that all the horse's hooves were broken by the horse pit as big as a palm!

It turns out that these thieves had already dug countless traps around, but they all covered up, which made the personal guards who were investigating did not notice this at all.

While the cavalry fell, the silence thieves shouted loudly, and rushed forward with their swords and slashed at the unlucky cavalry. In an instant, dozens of personal guards were cut off their heads.

Cons was also one of the unlucky knights, but he had reacted quickly and jumped up from the saddle when the horse lost its balance. So when the thieves attacked, Cons had already raised his sword to meet him.

A knife went sideways and dragged the knife toward a thief's neck. However, to Cons' surprise, the thief stopped suddenly, leaned back and avoided Cons' move, and took the opportunity to raise the knife back and slash at Cons' arm!

Cons turned around suddenly, and a whirlwind kicked the thief's knife away. When his feet fell, he took the opportunity to move his body forward, and then a whirlwind knife that rotated with his body, cutting off the thief's head.

Before Cons could take a breath, two sword lights appeared in front of him!

He swept the knife reflexively and swept it hard. He made two "dangdang" sounds, and only felt his wrists numb. While the other two big knives were trembling, he raised the knife and quickly slashed at their necks.

But once again, to Cons' surprise, the two of them were extremely co-starred. One raised his knife to block Cons's sword force, and the other took the opportunity to cut Cons' waist!

Cons, who was sensitive, immediately stretched out his foot to kick the thief who blocked the knife away, and then cut off the other thief's head before another knife hit him. Then, before the kicked thief had not yet gotten up, he rushed over and stabbed him to death.

When Cons fought, the other guards were not idle either. They knew there was a trap in front of them. The guards who were not caught jumped off their horses and went to fight on the street.

The captain who was commanding behind him was pushed in or was excited by the blood and joined the ranks of the infantry war early.

After killing a thief, the captain couldn't help but breathe a few times. He was surprised to find that these thieves had very strong fighting ability. The officer's personal guard captain could barely gain the upper hand when facing them, and the soldiers were obviously at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the number of people on their own side and most of them were voluntarily two-on-one, I'm afraid that his troop would have been destroyed by this group of thieves.

But that's it. In this moment, hundreds of people had fallen down from his personal guards, and only dozens of them were there.

And what is most surprising is that these thieves are very familiar with their military ranks and are specifically looking for officers to fight. He saw with his own eyes that several small team leaders were besieged and killed.

"Captain, these guys have stronger combat power than our personal guards! When did the Mandala thieves become so fierce? Wasn't killing them the same as killing chickens before?" The captain of a squadron of the personal guard who came forward screamed and fell to the ground.

The captain was a little panicked.

He blocked the sword light that appeared when the guard fell to the ground. With a "defying" sound, the captain's hand was numb. He looked up at the opponent in secretly surprised. After seeing the opponent's appearance, he was stunned.

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

The thief holding two knives had a calm and indifferent face. He looked coldly at the captain who was dying with his eyes open. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a shout from behind him: "Die!"

He did not look back, and he used his left hand casually and swung it out with a knife.

With a "default", the knife in his left hand was knocked away!

When he felt his hands numb, he knew that something was wrong, so he immediately waved a circle beside him with his right hand, just blocking the blade he handed over.

The person who appeared in front of him was Cons who ran over to find the captain being killed and the other guards also noticed that the captain being killed. They couldn't help but roared in grief and fought hard.

Other thieves also gathered over.

The battle suddenly stopped at this time, and both sides gathered behind Cons and the strong man respectively.

Cons was careful to watch out for the strong man who had his knife hanging down in front of him.

The strong man looked at Cons with a cold expression at first, but when he saw Cons's private rank, blue veins suddenly appeared on his forehead, and then suddenly waved his knife and shouted: "Kill!"

Cons, who had been on guard for a long time, immediately chopped off against the strong man, and the thief behind the strong man and the personal guards behind Cons also fought.

No one joined the battle between Cons and the strong man.

After the two of them fought for a while, Cons was slashed in his arm, and the strong man had a slash on his neck. If he hadn't been fast, he would have fallen.

At this moment, the strong man was looking incredible, touching the wound on his neck, and then looked at the blood on his hands a little dull. When Cons was taking a breath and going to continue attacking, the strong man suddenly roared wildly, and the group of horses that originally belonged to them who were quietly staying next to him suddenly ran towards him!

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

How can the murderer who killed his grandfather and brother escape?

Cons chased after him!

But how can a man compete with a horse?

Finally, Cons gasped rapidly and looked at the thief who was getting farther and farther away.

When the guards woke up, pulled the horses and were about to pursue them, the other party had long lost sight.

Looking at the bodies of the guards who were obviously more than thieves on the ground, all the guards lowered their heads in disgrace and began to clean the battlefield silently.

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

The marshal's personal guard brigade, which originally had 650 people, faced less than 500 thieves. One hundred and thieves died, and two hundred and seventy-six were killed in the battle. All of them were injured, including 54 disabled people, which exceeded twice the death rate of the opponent.

What is particularly unacceptable is that the brigade leader and captain were killed in battle, three squadron leaders were killed in battle, one squadron leader was disabled, sixteen squadron leaders died in battle, and four squadron leaders were disabled.

The only squadron leader who was missing his arms and legs suddenly shouted sadly: "What's going on? Why does a mere group of thieves bring such great harm to our glorious and proud Marshal's personal guard?"

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

"What? They are not thieves? How do you know? Are you their accomplice?" the squadron leader angrily grabbed Cons and shouted.

The guards around rushed forward to persuade him. After all, everyone saw Cons' actions. There were at least seven or eight thieves killed by him. How could they be spies?

Of course, they also understood the squadron leader's mood. Everyone was the same and could not accept the fact that they were defeated by thieves.

The squadron leader also knew that he was wrong. After stabilizing his emotions, he asked in an orderly tone: "How do you confirm that they are not thieves? Say it quickly!"

He did not apologize to Cons.

The superiors do not need to apologize to their subordinates. What the squadron leader cares about is whether he can find an excuse to be defeated by the thief. Now this brigade is the biggest, and he must bear the responsibility he has...

You must find an excuse!

Cons didn't care about the tone of the squadron leader and said calmly: "The thief cannot have such combat power. If it were not for years of strict training and people born and died on the battlefield, they would not have such combat ability at all.

"And they obeyed orders extremely. These people were definitely the elite among the regular army's elite. The man who killed the captain and used the double swords was even more a powerful general."

"The man who uses the double sword?" When the squadron leader heard this, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and then suddenly shouted: "Damn it! The double sword mantis of the Shanyue Allied Powers - Tang Feng! So, these thieves are the ace of the Shanyue Allied Powers - Shanyue Group! No wonder!"

He nodded affirmatively.

The guards around him immediately nodded, and a few guards who wanted to speak but stopped, opened their mouths, but they didn't know what they considered, so they nodded and agreed with the squadron leader's opinion.

Cons understood their thoughts. If this battle was not defeated by the thieves, but by the ace troops, it would have saved some face.

Although Cons didn't understand why the Shanyue allies in the west of the empire sent people to the east? They also cut and slaughtered with such a slash.

Besides, is anyone who uses double swords the mantis from the Shanyue tribe allied?

He didn't care. He was a soldier anyway, so he could just follow the orders. He believed that the squadron leader and the people above would find it.

Only after finding the excuse was found, the guards were interested in identifying which corpses died at their own hands. When Cons asked, he realized that this was the method of the empire to confirm the credit.

Unlike what Cons thought, the guards did not compete for each other for credit, but instead honestly picked out the corpses of the enemy they killed. Some guards even stood aside with a shy look on their faces because they did not kill an enemy.

Cons's squad leader and squad leader were lucky enough to survive. Under their urging, Cons randomly found seven or eight dead bodies under his hands, which made the guards look at Cons with strange eyes. It was not until the officer who was counting the results of the battle, and after using Cons' weapons to compare the wounds, everyone took back their weird eyes and changed into a shocked look.

The reason is very simple. There are only a few personal guards present and killed two enemies, and the others are one, or the two of them kill one together. Can Cons not shock them by killing nine of them alone?

Cons's sergeant came forward and said, "You guy, really amazing! This mountain group is a famous elite in the entire continent. You actually killed nine of them by yourself!"

Speaking of this, when he saw Cons looking at the bodies that no one claimed, he couldn't help but smile: "No need to look at it. No one has any share. Those who have no one claimed are half of the merits of the dead. They are converted into money and added to the pension and sent back to their homes. The half is distributed according to the rank of the surviving officers. The squadron leader will definitely be promoted to major." Speaking of the squadron leader, the squadron leader curled his lips a little dissatisfied.

Seeing that the military merit statistics were over, I realized that I had hope of promotion. The squadron leader was full of enthusiasm: "If you can ride a horse, follow me to welcome the Marshal, and the rest of the people stay here." After that, he turned over and the horse, and most of the personal guards who could still move also came on the horse.

Cons glanced at him and found that only about two hundred people could get on the horse, and the combat effectiveness of this brigade was less than one-third.
Chapter completed!