In Ziwu Valley, under the double attack of Liu Yu and Zhu Ben.
Even though there were a large number of rebels and 10,000 people brought by Liu Jing, the retreat was still unstoppable.
War is actually about morale.
Only when the morale of both armies is sufficient can a battle be possible.
If one side has sufficient morale but the other side is in constant panic, it will be a unilateral crushing.
This is the situation in Ziwu Valley now.
After all, the rebels and Liu Jing's men totaled 40,000. If they were reorganized, they would still be able to unleash considerable combat effectiveness.
But... who will organize it?
The moment they saw the Qianjun flag rising from their camp, their military morale was completely shattered.
Where is the determination to fight to the death? It's not like we have to fly away when disaster strikes.
However, even if you are running away, you still have to see where you are!
In such a narrow valley with a strong enemy in front and pursuers behind, escaping would only lead to trampling on each other. As for escaping, it was absolutely impossible.
Under such circumstances, the powerful Ganjun army was naturally unstoppable.
In a short while, the rebel camp will be cut through!
Halfway up the mountain, Liu Jing watched this scene with veins bulging on his forehead.
Even if he doesn't understand the art of war, he still knows that the situation is now over.
It was only a matter of time before the rebels were defeated.
"Why can the enemy sneak around behind our army, launch an attack, and change the flag?" Liu Yu asked the black messenger.
He saw clearly that without the 800 people led by Jia Taisui, they would never lose.
Co-authored, this is the winner between Liu Yu and Li Changkong.
Facing Liu Jing's questioning, the black-clothed messenger's face was obviously not very good-looking even though his face was covered by a veil, and he said sternly: "How do I know? What's more, now is not the time to discuss these things."
The emissary in black looked around from top to bottom, seeming to be looking for a place to retreat.
When Liu Jing saw this, although he was unwilling to accept it, he also knew that the situation was over, and he also began to prepare to retreat.
But before retreating, he looked back at Ziyi, a strange color flashing in his eyes.
It would be a pity to miss such a beauty.
Naturally, I want to take it with me and enjoy it.
"Zi Yi, follow me quickly and retreat together." Liu Jing said.
However, when Ziyi heard this, he lowered his head deeply and said nothing.
"This king is talking to you. It's been so long. How can I allow you to be in a daze?"
Seeing that Ziyi still didn't respond, Liu Jing couldn't help but get angry. He walked forward directly and reached out to grab Ziyi's bright wrist.
When Ziyi saw this, he suddenly raised his head, his face covered with tears, looked at Liu Jing, and said word by word: "Liu Jing, do you still remember the thirty-eight members of the Li family ten years ago!"
When Liu Jing heard this, he was stunned and said in surprise: "What Li family? What thirty-eight people?"
Hearing this, Ziyi smiled, silently.
The blood feud that I have been thinking about for ten years has actually been forgotten by the initiator.
That was Da Gan’s former prime minister! A person who can influence the fate of the country!
I can forget it!
hateful! It’s really hateful!
"Traitor, go to hell!" Ziyi shouted angrily with despair.
Liu Jing was even frowning, thinking about the thirty-eight members of the Li family ten years ago, with a look of confusion on his face.
However, suddenly, a red-tasseled spear shot out from the side.
The gun was fierce, with the desolation and desolation of the night rain.
Even more so with indomitable hatred and murderous intention!
This shot is called Ye Yu Sends to the North!
It was Li Jibei's stunt that severely wounded more than ten gun masters in the Bashan Gun Tomb and won the title of King of Guns of Shu in one fell swoop!
It was also the strongest stab he had ever fired!
The cold murderous intention was whipped up by the strong wind, and along with the spear, it pierced Liu Jing's chest directly.
Liu Jing looked at the hole in his chest, his pupils shrank, and his face was full of disbelief.
His lips kept opening and closing, as if he wanted to say something.
But he had exhausted all his vitality and could not speak even a single word.
Finally, with a plop, he fell to the ground, his clothes covered in dust.
King Daqianjing is about to be executed!
Li Jibei looked at Liu Jing who died under his own gun, feeling a little dazed, confused, and even at a loss for a moment.
He felt that it was too unreal.
He had been thinking about the blood feud for ten years, suffered countless hardships for it, and just... got it avenged so easily?
This feeling is a bit like a dream.
"Stop him!"
However, Ziyi's shout from behind him instantly pulled him back, and at the same time made him realize that this was a bloody battlefield, not a safe place, and there was no room for him to have many emotions.
In front of Ziyi, the messenger in black was seen holding two scimitars, trying to escape.
Although he didn't know what the grudge was between Li Jibei and Liu Jing, he was certain that the other party had strong martial arts skills and was not a good person.
In addition, now that the battle has been defeated, there is nothing that the gods can do to save the situation, so naturally it is better to run away quickly.
But who would have thought that as soon as he started, he was stopped by Zi Yi.
The black-clothed messenger wanted to explain something, but Li Jibei didn't give him this chance and took the gun.
A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!
In the face of this fierce and domineering gun force, the black-clothed messenger had to go all out to cope with it. What he wanted to say, he naturally had no choice but to hold it back in his stomach.
With his great revenge being avenged, Li Jibei's mood improved to a higher level. He fired the spear faster and faster, and his heart felt more and more happy. He was about to be pierced by the messenger in black.
But suddenly there was an exclamation in the distance: "Wait a minute!"
Li Jibei took a moment to take a look and saw Liu Yu, Li Changkong, Jia Taisui and others covered in blood. Behind them stood Yanshan Tu and hundreds of surviving Qianjun soldiers.
At this moment, everyone bent their bows and arrows, aiming at Li Jibei and the messenger in black.
Seeing this scene, Li Jibei frowned slightly, shot away the black-clothed messenger, and finally stopped.
To be honest, just these archers couldn't do anything to him, not even Jia Taisui.
But the reason why he was able to take revenge today had a lot to do with Li Changkong.
If he hadn't used his strategy and transferred all the soldiers around Liu Jing, today's plan would never have been so successful.
Therefore, he owed Li Changkong both emotion and reason.
So stop.
"Old Jia, go and capture this man, be sure to capture him alive!" Li Changkong said with a hint of urgency in his tone.
The rebels were completely defeated in the Battle of Ziwu Valley, but they still didn't even see the shadow of Li Huai'an.
So there are only two possibilities, either the man in black in front of him is Li Huaian, or there is a big and shameless secret hidden in it!
No matter what the situation is, the man in black in front of him is definitely a key figure.
How could such a character be killed so easily?
Naturally, the value of living is greater than that of death!
