Chapter 1792 Follow Me to the Sect
The captains of the two armies were stunned at the same time.
Surprised expressions appeared on their faces.
This is also possible?
You know, although they are team leaders, they are all saint-level monks.
How can they be cut in half by the enemy so easily?
Especially when five people work together.
How did he... do it?
The remaining four team leaders were completely shocked this time.
They were not shocked by Zhang Xing's luck, but by that strange body movement.
Is this a martial art of man-axe integration?
It seems not.
Usually, the unity of man and sword refers to the artistic conception.
But this kid is really a man-axe integration, and everyone can see it.
"Haha! I think your goal cannot be achieved! Do you want to continue?"
The captain of the White Tiger Army laughed.
"Why not continue, let's have a good fight today.
The victory or defeat of the war does not depend on that kid, nor on you and me.
We are just a piece on the chessboard of war!"
The captain of the Suzaku Army took a deep breath and said.
"Okay! Let's fight!"
The two of them continued to fight.
Compared to the battle of a million troops, the battle of ten thousand people here is only a small part of it.
The result of victory or defeat will not affect the overall situation of the battle.
But at this time, the number of deaths on both sides has reached the limit that each can bear.
The horn of retreating troops sounded again.
The four captains surrounding Zhang Xing retreated in hatred, and all of them had Zhang Xing's face deeply imprinted in their minds.
When we meet next time, we must take your life!
The four people swore in their hearts!
Zhang Xing didn't care what they thought.
The heads of three captains and more than 200 ordinary soldiers.
The mission has been completed.
But there is no reward!
At least the position of acting captain has been saved.
No hurry, take your time.
After returning to the camp, Commander Lin Huxiao ignored Zhang Xing.
It is obvious that he tacitly agreed with his achievements.
The captains who survived also had a deep fear of Zhang Xing.
In the next three months, the vanguard camp rested for a few days and fought for a few days.
The war ended only when both sides felt exhausted.
The reputation of the acting team leader Zhang Xing was completely popular among both the enemy and our army.
Their team was particularly tenacious and was an invincible team.
Especially Zhang Xing, the acting team leader.
He went to battle seven times in total.
He killed 22 enemy team leaders.
An average of three each time.
No one in his 50-man team died.
This was simply a miracle.
Even if many people wanted to suppress Zhang Xing, it was impossible.
The news flew to the gate of the White Tiger Sect like wings.
"Zhang Xing, come with me to the sect."
On this day, Lin Huxiao appeared in front of Zhang Xing.
This was also the first time he met Zhang Xing.
Lin Huxiao was as his name suggests, with a burly figure and a tiger face.
He was majestic without anger, giving people a feeling that they dared not approach easily.
"Greetings, Commander! What are you doing in the sect?"
Zhang Xing bowed his hands and made a slight gesture, which was considered a salute to Lin Huxiao.
Lin Huxiao's face was cold, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
But he always spoke in a leisurely, calm and relaxed rhythm.
This is a habit developed from years of leading troops.
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know, you will know when you go there."
Lin Huxiao said lightly.
After saying that, he ignored Zhang Xing and walked towards his exclusive chariot.
One of his trusted followers arranged Zhang Xing to sit on the flying mount at the back.
In the blink of an eye, they left the battlefield and flew to the White Tiger Sect thousands of miles away.