Chapter 47: Entering the Sea (Part 1)

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At the beginning of Guo Ning's breakthrough, he took advantage of the enemy's lack of preparation. Later, the enemy cavalry responded one after another, and Guo Ning's troops were in danger of being surrounded and annihilated. It was all thanks to Guo Ning's courage to break the situation.

However, the role of personal courage on the battlefield has its upper limit. Once his bravery is not enough to overwhelm the enemy formation, the outcome of the battle is actually determined, and he should retreat as soon as possible.

Guo Ning clashed with Hu Shahu's team twice in a row but failed, and the troops fighting Yang An'er on the periphery gradually returned. They immediately felt that the level of danger they faced was increasing.

The enemy cavalry was intimidated by Guo Ning's own bravery and did not dare to approach for a while. However, the partial division that Guo Ning had previously led to distract the enemy's attention and delay the actions of various enemy units was already trapped.

Said to be a partial division, there were ten riders in total. The leader is Li Ting, and the other nine are all his close warriors. After several fights, only five riders remained.

Li Ting's bun was chopped off with a knife and axe, and his hair was hanging loose. His forehead was swept by a sharp blade, and a whole piece of flesh hung down. The armor plates on his left chest and right flank were shattered, revealing extremely deep wounds. The wounds continued to ooze blood, and were carried away by the rushing rain, making the everted skin look almost gray-white.

Li Ting gasped violently and looked at the injury distressedly. The stab wound on his left chest happened to cut across the head of the evil tiger tattooed on his body... Well, this was done by a skilled craftsman who spent a lot of money back then, and now the tiger's head has been cut in half! It’s really unbecoming!

Then he raised his head and looked around, baring his teeth at the infantry who were approaching cautiously.

Fortunately, the rain was pouring down at the moment, so bows and crossbows were almost useless. Otherwise, I, Li Erlang, will be shot into a hedgehog on the spot!

"Mom, we can't charge anymore. Groups of infantry in the south have retreated... If we continue to charge, we are courting death!"

Someone said: "Did you see the meadow behind? Let's ride over there and sneak into the meadow when no one is prepared..."

Li Ting shook his head. At this time, it was raining heavily and the sky was dark. Several people entered the meadow, which might be able to relieve the temporary misfortune. However, in doing so, they would lose the ability to maneuver quickly, and there was no guarantee that they would be in bad luck in the future.

"Then let's go west and gather with Guo Liulang?" another rider asked.

Li Ting was even less happy.

Guo Liu was able to do such a great thing, and I, Li Erlang, also contributed to it! I also led a team by myself, fighting ten battles and ten battles! If we hurriedly gather with them, it would be as if I, Li Erlang, could not withstand the enemy and wanted to ask Guo Liu for help, but that would not work!

Li Ting said solemnly: "It's too easy to be surrounded if we gather in one place. Let's go south first, and then pass by Hu Shahu's main formation to scare them... With Guo Liu in the north, Hu Shahu will not dare to act rashly, and then Let’s go directly to Fan Yang...Guo Liu is just following us! We’ve had enough fighting today, let’s go back to the city to warm up by the fire and eat some hot food!”

"Eat something hot and something good!"

Just when everyone was agreeing, Li Ting suddenly noticed that the enemies further out were suddenly shouting and screaming, as if something strange had happened.

This is a great opportunity!

He said no more, glanced at a gap in the enemy's formation, and then rushed over.

There were no less than a hundred infantrymen surrounding them. But because they all retreated from the front, facing wind and rain all the way, the team was inevitably loose and their fighting spirit could not be said to be high. Li Ting suddenly galloped, and many people didn't react.

He turned sideways to let go of the stabbing spear, raised his hand and cut off an arm holding the gun with one strike, then flew up with a kick and kicked the blood-sprayed one-armed body forward, knocking over several people.

Li Ting killed several people in a row, shouted and urged his horse, and soon wedged himself into the gap between the two groups of infantry.

Just as he was about to rush out of the siege, he suddenly heard the sound of an evil wind.

too close! Because the sound of wind and rain covered up the sound of the enemy's weapons being waved, the sound was already behind Li Ting's head when he noticed it!

In the flash of lightning, the instinct honed by countless battles on the battlefield made Li Ting bend over suddenly and fall on the saddle.

An eight-edged iron rod used by Jurchen warriors swept across.

This kind of weapon is extremely heavy. If it is hit squarely, even if it is wearing heavy armor, only flesh and blood will turn into mud, and it will be a dead end. Fortunately, Li Ting reacted quickly and saved his life by a hair's breadth. Even so, the eight-edged iron rod passed over his shoulders and back with great force, still making his internal organs almost tremble.

Li Ting screamed, his body suddenly became weak, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

He was a ruthless man on the battlefield, and he swung his sword with his backhand in order to fight back, but the knight who used the iron rod was very skilled in martial arts. He swung the iron rod horizontally and knocked Li Ting's long knife into the air.

Later, several of the knights on the other side screamed in alarm, desperately riding their horses to rescue them, but how could they come in time?

Li Ting screamed in his heart: He will die now!

At the last moment, he reluctantly turned over, hoping to spit on the enemy while he could move.

Turning over, he saw the heavy eight-edged iron rod stopped in mid-air, and the tall Jurchen warrior holding the iron rod had his eyes widened, his tongue stuck out, and the chaff all over his body seemed to be shaking.

Hey, is this guy stupid? Or maybe he suddenly suffered from epilepsy?

As soon as this thought came to Li Ting's mind, lightning flashed in the air, and he saw clearly a silvery light flickering at the soldier's throat.

What pierced the back of the soldier's neck turned out to be a spear.

A thin knight wearing light armor withdrew his spear, and the light disappeared in a flash. The tall and strong warrior fell off his horse, causing a lot of water splashes.

This soldier was obviously a very prestigious person in the Jurchen army. After his death, many soldiers showed expressions of bewilderment and then retreated like a tide. Dozens of elite soldiers at the back, like this soldier's subordinates, shouted sadly at the same time and rushed forward.

Li Ting shook his head and looked carefully at the person in front of him.

This man had obviously charged all the way into the battle, and even heavy rain could not wash away the blood in his armor. But looking at the way he rode forward, it seemed as if he had never been involved in a fight at all. He looked relaxed and at ease, and even had time to flick his wrist and dance like a gun.

As he moved, the gun tassel suddenly bloomed, and the rain and blood were scattered at the same time, as if a cluster of pear blossoms bloomed in the rain.

The knight urged him to come up and look at the stunned Li Ting.

Li Ting was holding his mouth, trying to spit; the rain poured on his disheveled hair, making it look a little ugly.

The knight looked Li Ting up and down and smiled: "Are you Guo Ning? Don't you look very brave?"

This knight wore an iron helmet with a long brim around the perimeter. Under the dim light, the brim of the helmet became increasingly deep. It was difficult to distinguish his face and expression, but the ridicule in his tone was very obvious.

Li Ting was furious and said sternly: "I am not Guo Ning! I am Li Erlang of Zhongdu! I...why am I not brave anymore!"

On the battlefield, with swords and swords flashing, life and death depended on one shot. How could he be allowed to argue with others while holding the saddle?

Just as he was speaking, a Jurchen soldier suddenly sneaked up from somewhere in the bushes and forced himself a few feet away from Li Ting before he emerged. This man was really brave. He held a short knife in one hand and rushed forward without hesitation. With the other hand, he grabbed Li Ting's arm, as if he wanted to drag him down to the ground and stab him to death on the spot.

This situation also surprised the thin knight.

He was eager to come to the rescue, but was entangled by the subordinates of the previous soldier. They were all warriors who came in fury to avenge their superiors. They did not give in even though he was stabbing with his spear.

Firstly, Li Ting was injured and unconscious, and secondly, he was caught off guard and his arm was grabbed hard.

He yelled loudly and struggled hard, but he could only watch as the Jurchen soldier's short knife reached his belly.

Fortunately, at this time, there was another violent sound of breaking wind.

A spear flew towards Li Ting's ear and penetrated directly into the Jurchen soldier's chest. The tip of the spear cut off the thoracic vertebrae and spine, then emerged from the back and penetrated deeply into the ground. The Jurchen soldier screamed, struggled a few times with his hands and feet, then rolled up his dead eyes and hung them on the handle.

"Erlang, be careful! Erlang is injured!" Li Ting's subordinates exclaimed and rushed up from behind. Others kept saying: "Guo Liulang has an order, don't be reluctant to fight, return to the city immediately!"

Could there be such a coincidence in the world? In the blink of an eye, he was rescued twice, and it was always a desperate situation that had to be rescued?

Li Ting felt that his family was really unlucky, and their prestige had been completely ruined. He felt bitter and dizzy, and left surrounded by his subordinates.

A little later, there was a loud sound of gunfire, and a group of Jurchen soldiers who tried to surround them from behind suddenly dispersed. People and horses trampled on each other and ran here and there. Steaming blood flew into the air, mixed with the rain, and severed limbs and arms fell onto the battlefield with wailing sounds.

In just the blink of an eye, a tall knight rode his horse and knocked away two Jurchen soldiers who could not escape, and galloped towards them. Behind him, more than ten riders followed.

This group of people were all injured, all in a state of disarray, and their armor was in pieces. But despite this, no one looked panicked and fearful. On the contrary, everyone was so proud and looked forward to their victory, as if they had suddenly gained confidence and joy in fighting on the battlefield!

The leading knight is naturally Guo Ning. He galloped to the side of the Jurchen soldier's body, bent down, and withdrew the blood-stained spear.

Then he smiled and said to his subordinates: "As long as Li Erlang is fine, this battle has frightened Hu Shahu, so that's the end of the day. You go first, I will come later."

The subordinates responded with a bang and left immediately without any delay.

Turning around, Guo Ning nodded slightly to the thin knight: "Thank you for your help!"

It was clear that he was on a fighting battlefield, but Guo Ning was truly talented and bold. He spoke so calmly and ignored all the enemy soldiers around him.

At this time, above the rain curtain, there was sudden flash of lightning. This electric light was not enough to illuminate the dim sky, so the two of them did not see each other's appearance clearly, but they both felt that the other's eyes were shining abnormally, as if they had special magic power, which instantly made people's hearts tremble.

"Are you a subordinate of General Yang An'er?" Guo Ning paused and asked again.

This person is Guo Ning, that’s right!

The thin knight was a little stunned for a moment, and after a long while he said awkwardly: "I am Yang An'er's fourth sister! My brother asked me to come, I want to thank you, and ask you one more reason!"

Guo Ning couldn't help but laugh: "Sure enough, it's the fourth lady who has admired me in front of her for a long time."