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Chapter 344: Chickens and Dogs
The heavily armored men were like gods descended from heaven. Years of high-calorie diet and ultra-high-intensity physical training made them much taller and stronger than most people of this era. The average height of these pirates was only about 1.5 meters. Compared with these young and strong men who were often 1.7 meters tall, they were just like little chickens.

What's more, they were lucky to have a sword in their hands, while the opponents were wearing full body armor, shields and bows.

From the moment the two sides met, one side's morale was bound to collapse completely. Guess whose side collapsed...

The pirate originally planned to resist, but when he raised the weapon in his hand and looked at the opponent's armor, the lack of confidence in his heart could not be described in words.

At this time, they had only one thought in their minds, which was to run, because they thought that those heavy-armored infantrymen wearing such heavy armor would not be able to run fast.

So the idea came, and there was the first person who turned and ran away. With the first one, there was bound to be a second one, and then these unprofessional teams fell apart in an instant, and they only regretted that their parents didn't give them a second leg.

But in the eyes of others, they have all been military merits. Even if they are running away, it is a military merit for fast movement. How can they be allowed to do so?

It happened in a flash. The shield-armored soldiers dispersed to both sides, and the light-armored soldiers gathered in the middle and rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

These pirates usually get up in the morning and run 20 miles with a load, and they also run 20 miles before going to bed at night. They do this every day, and they don't even breathe hard after running 20 miles. What kind of physique do these pirates have? Should we compete with them in speed or endurance?

Moreover, the soldiers of Xia Lin's family were tall and had long legs, while those pirates with short legs could just flutter their legs in two or three steps.

This guy was caught up, and they chopped him down with a sword. The long steel sword was very heavy, and the guys had no intention of leaving anyone alive. Sometimes they would even chop the person in half from the neck to the shoulder, just like chopping a pig in half.

Some people were glad that they were able to run away, but suddenly there was a muffled sound behind them, and then their bodies felt like they were hit by a galloping wild horse. It took a long time for the pain to hit them, and when they looked down, they could even see a bloody hole in their abdomen and chest.

"Save bullets!" The sergeant stepped forward and slapped the soldier on the head who fired the gun: "These guys are not as valuable as bullets."

As they spoke, they took out their bows and arrows and started shooting at moving targets at a distance of 100 meters.

As I said, as long as you are willing to spend money and maintain strict discipline, any dog ​​can become a military dog, not to mention a group of strong young men. Their individual combat qualities are extremely high, and dealing with these pirates is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

And this is exactly the effect Xia Lin wanted. Why was Qi Jiguang always able to achieve a casualty ratio of 1:200, 1:300 or even 0 when fighting against the Japanese pirates? To put it bluntly, it was because he was willing to invest in armaments and training. He gave them more money, better food, and longer training time, and everyone was willing to train and work hard.

The daily training had immediate results on the battlefield. Of the two hundred or so pirates, only a few were left after the first round of pursuit and the second round of moving targets. After all, there were always a few gifted pirates who could fly high on the grass.

But just when they thought they had escaped, they suddenly heard footsteps behind them. Turning back, they saw four or five strong men in light armor approaching quickly while chatting.

The effect of adrenaline wore off, and the pirates really couldn't run anymore. They were picked up like pigs, and then carried back on people's shoulders.

There were 233 people in total, including four locals who led the way. After about half an hour of fighting, only three people were alive, and the rest were all dead bodies piled up at the entrance of the camp.

However, the young men who participated in this attack were even a little dissatisfied. They felt that it was too unsatisfying. Even the actual combat was not as intense as their usual training. Anyway, they just kept complaining.

By this time Xia Lin had also gotten up a long time ago and was standing there holding a bowl with fried noodles in it for the common people. He was too lazy to make any trouble so he just ate along.

Hearing the young men beside him complaining while washing the blood off their bodies, he shook his head in a helpless smile. What was the intensity of the usual simulation training? That was a King vs. King game, what was the intensity of this? King vs. Bronze. If the pirates could have the strength of the new army of Po Lu, they would have already become warlords.

And the people who were watching the scene with the most excitement and satisfaction were the common people. When these pirates who had come from nowhere plundered villages and counties, the oppressive officials were no match for them at all. But now these evil guys were piled on the ground like pigs and dogs, and it was no longer satisfying to watch them.

"Oh." Xia Lin squatted in front of the pile of corpses and picked at them with the tip of his chopsticks: "It's still a mixed team."

He could see that these pirates were not just foreigners. There were guys with obvious local features, notebooks with distinct marks of the Asuka era, and some messy monkeys around.

Judging from the looks of it, it must be a fairly large organization. To be able to network on such a large scale, there must be some reason behind it.

After he had finished picking up the corpse, he changed the chopsticks and continued to eat noodles. To be honest... others who saw this really admired this young man. He could eat like this, so he was really a tough guy.

"General, the spies have searched the mountain and found no hiding places."

Xia Lin nodded: "Okay, okay, you did a good job. When the Military Merit Office comes to count the numbers later, report fifty more people."

"Thank you, General!"

Xia Lin's blatant cheating made the people below him smile, and just when they were about to start examining the survivors, someone came to report that Duke Dingguo had arrived with his men.

"Good fellow, you really know how to pick the right time. You come neither early nor late." Xia Lin ate the noodles in the bowl in a few mouthfuls and handed the bowl and chopsticks to a refugee next to him: "Wash the bowl."

Then he put on his cloak and turned back to the camp. Logically, he should have gone forward to greet him since his status was not as high as Duke Dingguo's, but this was Xia Lin, and he was the most arrogant Xia Lin.

Welcome? Welcome shit!

When Duke Dingguo's troops arrived, the first thing they saw was a mountain of corpses at the entrance of the camp. Even Duke Dingguo, who was born a military man, was shocked. He stepped forward to take a closer look and found that they were indeed pirates. When he looked up and saw the soldiers with fierce eyes beside them, his heart skipped a beat.

"This is the new army that will defeat the enemy..."

Duke Dingguo's mind was buzzing at the moment. You know, the specifications of the new Po Lu army would make even Princess Li San feel itchy, let alone Duke Dingguo. He had seen the elite Po Lu army, and thought that most of the soldiers who came to suppress the bandits were new recruits. Could they be stronger than the elite Po Lu?

But when they met face to face, the murderous look and the physique reminded him everywhere that the people coming this time might not just be elite troops, but might be his own royal army, the imperial guards. No, even the imperial guards might not be as elite as this.

This made him wonder whether these people were here to suppress bandits or had other purposes...

After going through a series of complicated procedures, Duke Dingguo walked into the camp. As soon as he entered, he felt a little overwhelmed. The murderous atmosphere in this place became increasingly stronger, which gave him a very bad premonition.

"The one leading the troops... could it be Xia Lin himself?"

Before, he had only heard that the Fuliang New Army was coming to help suppress the bandits, and he had been planning to just send a lieutenant general over and be done with it. But after entering the camp and taking a look, he began to doubt that the person leading the troops might really be Xia Lin himself.

Please don't let him come...it will be troublesome if he comes.

How could Duke Dingguo not know what kind of person Xia Lin was? Wherever he went, big things happened. When he went to Luoyang, he forced Wang Shichong to rebel. When he went to Guangzhou, he built a human skull temple in the capital. When he went to Mobei, he even overthrew the Turkic royal court.

Now, he has come to such a small place...

He once talked about Xia Lin with Tang Wang Li Yuan. The best outcome for this man was to die suddenly, the next best outcome was to be used by me, the next best outcome was to be trapped in Jiangnan and unable to get out, the next best outcome was to be thrown into prison, and the worst outcome was that he ran around everywhere.

Now he's running around everywhere...

After calming himself down a bit, Duke Dingguo took a deep breath, then walked into the general's tent with his hands behind his back in a very stylish manner.

Xia Lin was sitting over there practicing calligraphy. He looked up at Duke Dingguo and asked, "May I ask what's the matter, old man?"

"Is this Xia Lin? How come he looks so thin, weak, and gentle?"

Duke Dingguo had some doubts when he saw Xia Lin. This person was not the same as he had expected.

But he was a duke, and he couldn't lose his dignity at this moment, so he put his hands behind his back and raised his voice: "I am the Duke of Ding, Dou Wu. May I ask who the young general is?"

"Xia Lin." Xia Lin replied lightly, but did not stand up: "It turns out to be Duke Dingguo, please sit down."

His rudeness greatly displeased the Duke, so he naturally refused to sit down. Instead, he frowned and said, "Why don't you show courtesy when you see the Duke?"

Xia Lin said "oh" and took out the imperial edict: "Will you kneel after seeing the imperial edict?"

"I am a pillar of the country, how can I kneel down?"

Xia Lin slammed the table and stood up, his hair standing on end in anger: "Bullshit! Dou Wu, I tell you you're done."

Duke Dingguo frowned and said, "Young General, why are you insulting me?"

"Because you are not a human being." Xia Lin threw the list in his hand to the ground: "Look for yourself, look for yourself!!! In three years, only one in ten people in Zhenhai County survived, and 5,357 people fled! 375 people were abducted by bandits, and 2,062 people were killed. Dou Wu, I don't want to see you, and I have nothing to say to you. Either you get out now, or I'll drive you out. Zhenhai is under my control, even if you don't care about it."

Xia Lin pointed outwards and said, "Go ahead. Either find someone to impeach me, or send troops to encircle and suppress me tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)