"Draw your sword." After Ning Yuxi counted ten, Wu Gen drew his sword.
Wow, the sound of swords drawn one after another rang out, the swords and guns were like a forest, the sound was like roaring waves, and the dazzling cold light was like thousands of ripples jumping in the ocean of knives.
A strong wind blew by, and the unspeakable murderous aura carried the sand and rocks and rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side. For a time, the flags were flying and the withered grass was low. Such a majestic military force made many southern soldiers and soldiers from various families look fearful.
The carriage carrying Ji Xin moved forward slowly, and Wu Gen rode beside him. Following the movements of the two of them, 30,000 tiger warriors also urged their horses forward, like boundless waves rolling, and the rumble of horse hooves was like bursts of thunder, constantly beating the hearts of the Confederate army and these clan soldiers.
After walking a hundred steps, the carriage stopped, and the fearless army also stopped.
For a moment, there was silence on the battlefield, so quiet that everyone could hear their own beating heartbeats. This sudden cessation of depression was far more shocking than the loud shouts of killing.
Looking at Ji Xin sitting in the car, at Wu Gen standing on the horse with a sword, and at the murderous thirty thousand fearless soldiers, Ji Jing's face turned gloomy, and he turned around and saw what he saw in the eyes of these men. Cringe, see despair.
What is Ji Zhen doing? Ji Jing roared in his heart. If he does this a few more times, his morale and morale may collapse. Nearly 60,000 people were being humiliated in front of 30,000 people. As a veteran, he felt dissatisfied. At this time, only Ji Zhen's 30,000 troops can reverse the situation. If the two forces merge, no matter how low their morale is, they can't defeat one person with three people.
Before he could issue an order to urge Ji Zhen, the fearless army moved again. As the distance got closer and closer, the armor patterns on these soldiers and the white breath exhaled from under their visors were clearly visible. The heat of the people mixed with the dust stirred up by the horses, forming an undulating mist overhead.
After another hundred steps, the fearless army stopped again, and deathly silence returned everywhere.
Cang clang, the sound of a weapon hitting the ground was heard. Ji Jing turned around and looked, and everyone's attention was also attracted. It turned out that there was a clan soldier not far away who dropped the knife in his hand because he was too nervous.
The tribesman was breathing rapidly, his chest was rising and falling sharply, and he felt the burning gazes of everyone. He struggled for a long time, but he was so strong that he urged his horse forward, and while running towards the fearless army, he shouted: "I surrender, I won't beated."
Whoosh, a long arrow flew out from the southern army and hit the clan soldier in the back. The strong force knocked him off the horse. He opened his arms, arched his body forward, and flew towards the Fearless Army in a twisted posture.
Boom, the clan soldier fell heavily to the ground, and a big hole was shot in his chest by an arrow. It was only then that blood splashed into the air like a fountain. After crawling forward two steps with difficulty, the clan soldier finally stopped struggling. Only those eyes staring at the sky were not closed after all.
Ji Jing handed the bow in his hand to the soldiers beside him, his face was frighteningly pale. It was not because he killed an ordinary soldier who wanted to surrender to the enemy on the battlefield, but because he knew that the avalanche was coming.
With the first one, there will be the second one. The entire snow mountain will eventually collapse because of the disappearance of this dust.
Wu Gen raised the knife again and silently stared at Ji Jing in the distance. The eyes of thousands of people are focused on this shining sword, as if another round of scorching sun appears in the gloomy sky and earth.
The tip of the knife moved slowly but firmly, and finally pointed steadily forward.
"Kill." A deafening cry rang out, a powerful murderous aura surged across the sky and the earth, the clouds suddenly changed, and the wind blew violently. Thirty thousand fearless soldiers raised their swords and moved forward, rushing towards the enemy twice their size with an unstoppable force. .
"Ji Zhen..." Ji Jing turned his head angrily. He didn't understand why the guards hadn't arrived at the attack position yet.
"Kill." Another shout of kill sounded, but this time it came from behind the Southern Army and soldiers from various clans. They turned their heads in shock, only to find that the guard who was supposed to attack their opponent was slashing at their backs, and mercilessly threw the arrows in their hands onto their heads.
"Pfft." Ji Jing's eyes turned black, and finally he couldn't hold on, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. How could he not know that the Guards betrayed him, and when the Southern Army and the Zhu Family were at their weakest, these people joined forces with the Fearless Army and gave him a heavy blow.
"Those who surrender will not be killed, but those who capture the thieves and chieftains will be rewarded." The fearless army shouted loudly as they galloped forward. In this battle, the top priority is to attack the heart and the bottom is to fight with force. This is the strategy that the Fearless Army has already set before the war.
As Wu Gen led the team to charge forward, he glanced in the direction of Ji Jing, who shook his head and nodded slightly.
Turning the horse's head slightly, Wu Gen did not directly face the southern army, but killed the soldiers of various clans.
The battle went smoothly, and after quickly breaking down the slight resistance, the Dreadnoughts advanced into the enemy lines. Suddenly, these clan soldiers were in chaos. Many of them wanted to escape, but because they had no horses, they could not escape the pursuit of the fearless army.
Some generals tried to rally their men to fight back, but they were greeted with fierce looks like a wolf seeing food. Soon, internal strife broke out, and these people turned around and attacked their own governors and young masters. If they captured them, they would be guaranteed to survive and qualified to carve up the master's territory.
As a result, the fearless army who rushed into the enemy's position was shocked to find that the enemy in front of them had been beaten into a pot of porridge. Moreover, under the force of the fearless army's blade, they killed their own people more ruthlessly than the enemy.
"Zhen Fu, do you want the Confederate Army to attack?" Geng Qing hurriedly stepped forward to ask for orders. Compared to the chaos in other directions, the Confederate Army was relatively calm here and did not directly engage the Dreadnought Army and the Guards Army.
"Order the Southern Army not to attack." Ji Jing stood there blankly, his helmet thrown aside, his messy hair swaying in the wind like withered grass.
"Why, Zhen Fu." Geng Qing couldn't believe his ears.
"We have lost this battle. The Southern Army is the foundation of the Ji family and cannot be thrown here casually. No matter who is the head of the family, they are the hawks and dogs of the Ji family that scare everyone." Ji Jing explained lightly, but he did not look at it. Instead of looking towards the battlefield, he stared westwards towards Hanlu City.
"Zhen Fu..." Geng Qing suddenly had an ominous premonition and stepped forward to grab Ji Jing's arm. "Why don't we surrender? There is no chance that the lord will forgive Zhen Fu."
"It's too late, the lord's temper is like this, and there is no sand in his eyes. When I took this step, I thought that this day might happen." Ji Jing was unmoved, suddenly turned around and smiled bitterly: "Do you still have wine? It’s too cold, I want to take a sip.”
"Go and search." Geng Qing quickly turned around to look. A flood had buried most of the military supplies in the mud. Now it was quite difficult to find even a grain of rice, let alone wine.
After a while, Geng Qing came over with a guilty look on his face, "Zhen Fu, the wine is gone and it was all buried in the mud."
"Forget it, I really want to take a sip to warm myself up." Ji Jing looked at the gloomy sky and spit in the sky, "This bastard doesn't know how to let out the sun."
Geng Qing suddenly burst into tears and fell to one knee on the ground. How could he not know that Ji Jing was heartbroken? Otherwise, with his level of cultivation in the fifth realm, he would not feel cold even on an iceberg, not to mention this rainy day. "Zhenfu, please go find the lord and take care of yourself." Tell me, I won’t forgive you. If not, I’ll ask Wu Gen. He has a lot of troops now, so the lord will give him some face.”
"No need, you have to restrain your men. I will hand you all over to Wu Gen later. As long as he is here, he will protect you Qianhu. Although he is cunning, he is still very loyal in his work." Ji Jing pulled Geng Qing up hard, but he stumbled and sat heavily on the ground.
Wu Gen looked at the soldiers of various tribes fighting each other coldly, without any intention of dissuading them. The Fearless Army and the Guardsmen surrounded these people with knives, stood on horseback, and watched the battle silently, just like watching a wild beast fight, waiting for them to decide the winner.
Looking at the bloody scene in front of them, the soldiers at the bottom of the Fearless Army were actually confused as to why their opponent had so many troops and suddenly collapsed. It really collapsed, and tens of thousands of troops were suddenly in chaos. What a terrible situation. To be honest, this battle was too easy, even easier than marching.
"Those young masters and governors of various families must die here. If the others surrender, they should be properly placed." Wu Gen simply issued a military order, turned around and walked in the direction of Ji Jing.
Just now he took a closer look and found that although the young masters and governors of each family were highly cultivated and many of them were from the Five Realms, under the full force of their men, their vitality was suppressed and their injuries accumulated little by little. It shows a decline. Some people want to use their cultivation to escape through the air
, but was stopped by several people from the Five Realms of his Qianhu United Fearless Army.
Suddenly, a person ran away desperately towards the distance. It was Wen Jiazhen Fu Wen Rui. Shui Congyue stopped him from the sky, but did not take action. Instead, he handed it over to Zhang Wuyang and the 500 people he brought with him.
Wu Gen had just ordered the Fearless Army to try to figure out a strategy for besieging and killing high-ranking people, so Zhang Wuyang could try it out. The lack of high-level combat power has always been the shortcoming of the Fearless Army. If they continue to conquer various places, they will inevitably encounter some guys with higher cultivation levels. If they can kill their opponents with their numbers, the Fearless Army will have fewer constraints.
Wu Gen ignored these encirclements and attacks. He felt a little uncomfortable and walked towards Ji Jing with heavy steps.
"I leave all my people to you. Treat them well. Most of them have fought side by side with the Fearless Army. They are blameless. I am the one who is guilty." Ji Jing sat on the ground, his messy bun blocking the way. half of his face.
Wu Gen nodded, looked back at the carriage that was slowly driving here, and whispered: "Follow me, don't worry, as long as you are in the Fearless Army, Ji Xin can't do anything to you."
Ji Jing raised his head with a bleak look on his face, "I am a member of the Ji family, so how could I take shelter from an outsider? This defeat has already been caused by the eldest young master. In this case, I will accompany him for his life." Bar."
"Why bother, why bother?" Wu Gen shook his head and noticed that Ji Jing had been looking at his wine bag. He reached out to take it off and gestured, "Want to drink?"
Ji Jing's throat moved twice, "Thank you."
Wu Gen threw the wine bag and watched Ji Jing pour a pound of wine into his stomach, "There is no need to die like this, it's not worth it."
"I have failed the lord, and I have failed the eldest young master. How can I live in this world?" Ji Jing smacked his lips, as if he was savoring the taste of the wine.
At this moment, there was the sound of horse hooves behind him. Ji Zhen jumped off the horse, walked to Ji Jing's side, and glanced at Wu Gen.
Wu Gen shook his head gently, and Ji Zhen sighed and sat down.
"Have you surrendered to lord already?" Ji Jing asked, tilting his head.
"I belong to the lord." Ji Zhen looked sad. The two had known each other for a long time, but they didn't expect that they ended up deceiving their old friend.
"No wonder I escaped from the Fearless Army in front of Liangzhe Mountain." Ji Zhen couldn't help laughing at himself after hearing this, "You also ate those 20,000 reinforcements."
"Yes, we took advantage of the loud flood last night and captured it overnight." At this time, Ji Zhen answered all questions. .
"Why didn't you capture me earlier, so you wouldn't have to fight back and forth." Ji Jing felt a little tired, so he asked for another bottle of wine and drank it.
"I'm not sure. My soldiers are not as good as yours, and my cultivation is not as good as yours. How dare I attack at will." Ji Zhen said calmly, suddenly looking a little painful, "I regret it now. If I could capture you earlier, I don't think you would have left." To this point."
The three of them sat together, it was like old friends reunited, chatting with each other.
The carriage finally arrived, the curtain was opened, and Ji Xin was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, with the black sword lying across his knees.
Ji Jing managed to stand up from the ground and met Ji Xin's eyes, but neither of them made a sound. There was no fluctuation in Ji Xin's eyes, no anger or sadness.
Ji Jing walked down the hill to the carriage, bent down and knelt down, and kowtowed three times to Ji Xin. When he raised his head again, tears were streaming down his face, "Lord, you can no longer kill people, and govern with kindness. Subordinates ... I have received great kindness from you, but I have nothing to repay. Before leaving, I have a word of advice. If a new dynasty is established, please lord not to ascend to the throne, but to leave this world to the younger generation. Please think twice, lord."
After speaking, Ji Jing stood up, turned around and strode towards the high hill just now.
"Lord." Wu Gen looked anxious and shouted softly towards Ji Xin, cupping his hands. Ji Xin's face was expressionless, just watching the tall figure walking up the hill.
Ji Jing reached out to pick up the sword on the ground. In a flash of cold light, Ji Jing unsheathed the sword without hesitation and stabbed himself with the sword across his neck. The man's attack was so powerful that he almost cut off his entire neck, leaving only a bit of skin attached.
After a few gentle shakes, the tall body finally collapsed.
The wind blows,
There is rain falling. As if to avoid the dust, Ji Xin slowly closed his eyes and said, "Give him a good burial. He is also a warrior of the Ji family."
The curtain of the carriage fell again, and the carriage slowly headed west, which was the direction of Hanlu City.
