Su Ding came out of Qingshandun with sweat on his head. He never expected that a strange person like He Xuan would appear. He said he was brave. Killing twelve Qing soldiers alone, including two Baihuayala soldiers, was not injured by himself, and could be called a world-class courage. However, this way of speaking was too agitated.

However, he turned into joy in a flash.

No matter He Xuan's habit of doing things, at least, he made such a great contribution and he could also share some of the contributions.

A big profit!

He immediately slapped his horse, rushed to the garrison, and went to see Zhang Qianhu.

Zhang Qianhu is called Zhang Shizhong.

This person is also a hereditary thousand family.

Is this hereditary? I naturally don’t have much proficiency in fighting.

Zhang Shizhong and Zhang Qianhu have never made any contributions in his life, and they are basically just waiting to die.

Of course, Lord Zhang Qianhu wanted to make contributions, and that was really a dream. According to one of his concubines, Zhang Qianhu said in private that once in a dream, he was shouting: "Haha, I killed three Tartars in the formation, and I also made contributions."

However, thinking is one thing, and whether or not it can be done is another.

Hearing the news from Su Ding Su Baihu, he couldn't help but be stunned: "What did you say? You said that there was a soldier named He Xuan who fought twelve Qing soldiers alone? Among them, two Baihuayala soldiers. Lao Su, it's still daytime now, why are you daydreaming?"

Su Ding was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Master Qianhu, I knew I said that you would not believe it. This matter is really unbelievable. However, this is a real thing. I went to the scene to confirm and brought the head. Otherwise, Master Qianhu could ask someone to check it out."

Now it is not a polite time, so Zhang Qianhu is not polite and asks people to check one or two. After his confidant has finished checking, he says that these are indeed twelve Tartar heads. Zhang Qianhu's eyes lit up: "In this world, there are really such fierce people who can kill twelve Qing soldiers in one pair of twelve. These are quite elite Qing soldiers."

"It is said that the ancient King of Chu could fight a hundred. In this way, this person named He Xuan could kill twelve Qing soldiers in one go, which is not outrageous. What a powerful general." Su Ding said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, okay." After Zhang Qianhu finished laughing, he immediately began to draft a report of the meritorious documents.

"At that time, there was a Niulu, a Manchu Qing Dynasty, who led three hundred soldiers to attack our garrison. I, Zhang Shizhong, personally led my subordinates to fight the enemy bravely. In this battle, Su Ding Su Baihu also performed quite bravely and outstandingly. There was also a soldier He Xuan who blocked a hundred and was unstoppable. One person killed the head of the Tartars at level 8. We killed hundreds of Tartars and killed the Tartars and fled. Of course, our army was also seriously injured, with hundreds of injured."

"During this battle, hundreds of enemy armor, hundreds of bows and arrows, and hundreds of guns were seized..."

The reason why He Xuan killed Tartars is less reported is very simple.

There were only twelve real Tartars' heads reported in total. If it were all He Xuan's credit, his boss's expression would not be wonderful.

So, Su Ding had discussed with He Xuan before, and he borrowed four Tartar heads to seek merit. Of course, in private, Su Ding also gave He Xuan two hundred taels of silver as compensation.
Chapter completed!