At the beginning of the battlefield, my brother, Prince Jiang, was extremely humiliating. In a short time, I had to roll around no less than ten times.
But he didn't lose too much at last, and he still knew how to dodge and fight back.
More than five thousand cavalry surrounded the two people and continuously attacked and killed them. The main combat force, Ying Wuming, was so powerful that he forcibly protected a ten-foot radius centered on the two of them. Anyone who came close was blown away by the fierce energy. From the moment the two sides came into contact until now, in just a dozen breaths, hundreds of people had fallen to Ying Wuming's fist.
Even so, except for those who were trampled to death by his own people, Ying Wuming still did not kill anyone with his own hands.
However, the enemy troops were not afraid of death. They flew out in waves and came up in waves, not giving the two men a chance to breathe.
This was not the way to go. Ying Wuming's eyes flashed, and he suddenly reached out to grab Jiang Fan's belt and threw it to his back: "Hold on!"
With that, the tiger roared and soared into the sky, flying outward.
However, the next moment, hundreds of thick black lights shot from the sky, which turned out to be huge siege crossbows engraved with formations.
Ying Wuming swung his iron fist and smashed countless enemies away, but was eventually forced back to the ground.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he stamped his feet heavily, and the air waves impacted in all directions, blowing away the soldiers approaching him. The next moment, he jumped into the air again and tried to break through for the second time.
But this time there were not only siege crossbows, but also dozens of masters who joined forces to bombard them, but Ying Wuming still had no success.
Jiang Fan was lying on his brother-in-law's back and was not idle. He put away the Green Snake Sword, grabbed Ying Wuming tightly with one hand, and continued to kill the enemy from a distance with powdery mist flying in the other hand. This style of play that only consumes real power is more effective than before. After all, the moves are really terrible.
He is not as soft-hearted and cruel as his brother-in-law. But it wouldn't work if it continued like this. Ying Wuming didn't want to kill anyone, so it would be difficult for the two of them to break out of the encirclement.
At this moment, there was sudden chaos behind the enemy army. As Ying Wuming jumped up, Jiang Fan saw hundreds of masters rushing to kill the enemy army.
Are there any reinforcements? Jiang Fan was stunned.
"It's Yinghu!" The brother-in-law's eyesight was obviously sharper than Jiang Fan's, and he had already captured the key information with one leap.
Yinghu?
Why did he suddenly appear in Xia Kingdom?
Without thinking too much, he could only temporarily suppress his thoughts and focus on killing the enemy.
The hundreds of new people were obviously masters, and they quickly penetrated the opponent's camp. When the two sides met, Jiang Fan saw that it was indeed Ying Hu, the son of the generalissimo, who was leading the charge.
"My lord, don't be alarmed! Yinghu is here!"
As he shouted loudly, a cavalryman on Jiang Fan's left side was split into two pieces by his sword, and blood splashed all over Jiang Fan's body and face.
Yinghu's martial arts cultivation level is very high, definitely in the realm of the Venerable. A big iron sword is flying up and down, and there is no one in front of him. The hundreds of people behind him were obviously all strong men in a hundred battles, and they killed the opponent into chaos.
With the addition of hundreds of masters, the opponent's five thousand soldiers and horses were obviously unable to withstand it, and gradually showed signs of defeat.
However, no one retreated, and they were still charging desperately.
Jiang Fan was secretly shocked, who is it? Are you so determined to put yourself to death?
Five hundred masters finally entered the battle circle, guarding Jiang Fan. No one could cross the thunder pool. People roared and horses neighed, swords flashed, and the two sides fought without retreating. It was extremely cruel.
Although the opponent suffered heavy losses, they showed no signs of retreating. They rushed forward silently and died, while those behind continued to rush forward and died again...
The war horses neighed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a hundred feet around Jiang Fan became a death zone, filled with corpses. However, the people behind would still rush up the mountain of corpses, step on the corpses of their companions, and continue to kill, seemingly without any fear.
The ground was soaked with blood. Jiang Fan felt that his feet were slippery and sticky. A bloody smell rushed straight into his brain, making him dizzy and nauseated. What was more, it was a strange feeling. The blood all over his body was burning, but his mind was not. He is also extremely calm, which he had already experienced when he was in Northern Xinjiang.
Finally, five thousand troops and horses were defeated by five hundred masters.
As the last general was cut in half by Ying Hu, the entire opponent's army was wiped out, and only 20% of the five hundred masters were left.
Yinghu and his men immediately started cleaning up the battlefield, looking for fish that had slipped through the net. Those injured were all killed with one knife.
"General Ying! Stay alive..."
Yinghu just bared his teeth and smiled, raised the knife and dropped it, and another injured person's head fell to the ground.
"My lord, they are all dead soldiers, useless."
Jiang Fan sighed. Why didn't he understand? It was obvious when he saw that the other party didn't flinch until he killed the last person.
But he still felt that Yinghu was too decisive. But after all, they saved me, so I really can’t say anything.
Soon, Yinghu and his men finished cleaning up, shook off the flesh and blood on the sword, and strode to Jiang Fan.
"Your Majesty, I'm frightened."
Jiang Fan clasped his fists: "Thank you, General Ying, for saving me."
Ying Hu smiled: "It's a small matter, even without us, this Chao Gongzi can still escape with the prince."
Jiang Fan was a little confused and asked: "Why did General Ying know that this king is in danger?"
Yinghu shook his head: "My father gave instructions, and I don't know why, General."
Jiang Fan said: "Thank you very much, Marshal."
"My father said that the prince should not take it to heart. This matter is to repay the general's revenge for the thirty thousand navy."
Jiang Fan's heart moved. Is Yinglu trying to make things clear with him?
It's another thing to vent your anger and get into a fight. But what is owed must be repaid, otherwise it will not be easy to meet in war in the future. Of course, this is just Jiang Fan's most intuitive idea. In fact, he still has some doubts. After all, the extremely powerful King of Chu seems to have said nothing about his Yingdu and his party...
Yinglu, that’s interesting.
"It's a pity that you have hundreds of masters under your command." Jiang Fan couldn't bear to say as he looked at the 500 masters who had suffered heavy losses.
Yinghu didn't care: "Generals died in a hundred battles, soldiers died in front of the battle, they were just wrapped in horse leather, don't worry about it."
Jiang Fan sighed, he still couldn't understand the world's attitude towards life and death. They just saw those who were alive taking off the number plates of their fallen comrades, and for the seriously injured and dying ones, they just knelt on one knee and recited something silently, and then sent them on their way under the expectant eyes of the other party.
"Can these people see anything?" Jiang Fan frowned and looked at the dead enemy soldiers on the ground.
Yinghu snorted: "He is wearing the robe and armor of the Xia Kingdom's White Ling Army, but it may not be the White Ling Army."
Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, even if it is really the Bai Ling Army, they will make some modifications. There is no need to be so blatant. After all, Da Qin has never participated in the war, so it cannot be justified."
"My lord, you should think about who you have offended. Ninety-nine percent of these people are using the name of the White Ling Army."
Jiang Fan nodded thoughtfully. Except for the general, these people had not spoken to each other, and he could not recognize their accents. He could not discern any clues from these people's bodies or appearance.
"My lord, this is Xia Tu. It is inconvenient for me to stay here any longer. Those people may not be able to stop easily if they miss a single hit. Please be careful all the way from now on."
Jiang Fan nodded: "Give me my regards, Mr. Ying."
Yinghu hugged his fists and led the people away quickly.
Jiang Fan looked around, looking at the corpses everywhere, and sighed in his heart.
It is the season when grass grows and warblers fly, and all things breed. These living lives have become nutrients for the earth. It’s really an era when people’s lives are like a piece of cake.
"Brother-in-law..." Ying Wuming, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "I'm sorry, brother-in-law..."
Jiang Fan smiled: "It's okay. It's not a bad thing if you don't want to kill people. My brother-in-law understands."
"But..." He said with apology in his eyes, "I have put my brother-in-law in danger."
"Brother-in-law, I believe in you. Even if you don't kill anyone, you can still take me away. But it's just right that Yinghu and the others are here."
"Brother-in-law, is it really okay if I don't kill anyone?" Ying Wuming was still confused.
"Okay," Jiang Fan affirmed: "In troubled times, it is rare to have an innocent heart. Keep it up, there are not many such people."
Ying Wuming was silent for a long time and nodded, "I listen to my brother-in-law."
"Let's go," Jiang Fan sighed: "We really can't stay here for long."
The carriage was destroyed, and the two had to choose two horses to take their place.
"The pursuers are gone, what should we do next?"
Ying Wuming thought for a while and asked.
"So many things have happened, which are very unusual, but what is truly extraordinary has just begun..."
Ying Wuming seemed a little confused, "Brother-in-law, as soon as we entered the Xia Kingdom, we were surrounded by a large army. There must be many crises behind us? Aren't you worried?"
"Worried? What are you worried about? You and I are in our prime, let the old men worry about things to think about."
"Okay, I don't like worrying the most." Ying Wuming also gradually opened up. Born in this troubled world and used to seeing wars and killings, Ying Wuming would not be too affected by this incident. What he struggled with was just that he almost killed Jiang Fan because he did not want to kill anyone.
Looking ahead, Jiang Fan's lips curled up: "Behind... just continue to follow my brother-in-law. The world is big, it's time for us to gallop!"
Ying Wuming got on his horse and said, "Brother-in-law, where are we going?"
"There is a good place ahead. Brother-in-law will take you to see it."
"okay!"
Jiang Fan raised his riding whip and whipped it: "The five-flowered horse, the golden fur, will be exchanged for fine wine... let's go!"
The spring was just right, and the battle was over. The young man whipped his horse and galloped towards the end of the wilderness.
