Half an hour ago, Du Chengfeng was riding back to Yangjiapu.
Although theoretically, he wanted to squat in Jizhen and fight with He Xiqing for three days and three nights, but theories were just theories after all.
Even if he still wants to continue fighting mentally, his body will still be hungry.
After all, the evil spirit of swords and weapons is not an omnipotent magical internal power, and it cannot satisfy the consumption required by physical activities out of thin air. Even because of the experience of controlling the evil spirit of the sword, the hunger in his belly became more obvious.
So, if you are hungry, you should eat well.
He and the sword in his hand both thought so.
Just now he was busy killing those grassland soldiers, but he forgot to search the corpses of these soldiers for some marching rations.
But this is not a bad thing. The military rations obtained from the corpses are not very tasty after all. It is better to go back to the small courtyard to cook two dishes and have a good meal. This can also better replenish the body's needs. Nutrition and Consumption.
After eating and drinking enough, and then having a solid sleep, he will be able to continue his slashing with a fuller attitude the next day.
"If you think about it this way, if He Xi Qing really sends someone to harass him, it might really be a problem."
Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng suddenly realized that his current tactics were not without limitations.
Just like how he can kill the soldiers under He Xiqing's command by using the method of enemy advancing and we retreating, and enemy retreating and we advancing, if He Xiqing really let go of his hands and feet and stared at him all the way, he would not be able to eat. Well, he can't sleep, so even if he can fight again, he probably won't be able to last for many days under these endless harassment tactics.
Without good food and sleep, no matter how strong a person is, he will gradually become weak and even lose the strength to swing a sword.
"...He Xiqing shouldn't do this, right?"
Du Chengfeng, who was on horseback, couldn't help but look back. After confirming that there were indeed no pursuers behind him who would make him suffer from food and sleep problems, he lowered his head and looked at the big knife in his hand.
"So, passing the day is the most important thing."
At this moment, he once again felt connected with the thick sword in his hand.
Obviously, they all think so.
The things that can truly maintain combat effectiveness lie outside of combat.
In food, clothing, housing and transportation, in daily exercise, in those ordinary lives.
"Then let's go back and have a good meal. Let's wait until tomorrow... huh?"
The war horse had not gone far when Du Chengfeng was suddenly startled.
Although he had confirmed just now that there were no pursuers from the grassland behind him, at this moment, on the road to Yangjiabao, he saw several rangers from the grassland.
Rubbing his eyes, Du Chengfeng could confirm that he had read it correctly.
Just like the memory he felt when he was polishing the scimitar bones, these were just barbarians wearing simple leather armor and carrying scimitars on their waists. They formed a simple formation in groups of three and five, and they looked as if they were one and the same. Like the wind.
"As expected! I knew that He Xiqing had a back-up plan!"
Du Chengfeng's face instantly darkened.
Indeed, he could think of a way to deal with himself. Couldn't He Xi Qing, who was even stronger than him, think of it?
The man named He Xiqing must be able to think of it. After all, according to the survivor who fled from Ji Town to Yangjiapu, He Xiqing chopped Ji into pieces by swinging a knife in the air. Zhencheng Gate - This also means that He Xiqing had already reached this level long before he realized how to control the evil energy of weapons.
And this means that He Xiqing must have felt what he just thought of.
"Is it a simple harassment by rangers? Or is it using the dying cries of soldiers to locate them, and then pursuing them personally?"
In just a blink of an eye, Du Chengfeng had thought of at least eight different ways to drag him to death.
This made him tighten his grip on the sword in his hand.
Originally, he thought that after he could control the evil spirit of the sword, he would be qualified to fight with He Xiqing, but now it seems that this man regarded as Qingkong by the grassland warriors is indeed a born monster.
Without saying a word, he let his grassland rangers block in front of him. As expected, He Xiqing was still the same He Xiqing.
On the contrary, after the breakthrough, he was somewhat arrogant towards this life and death enemy.
Just now, he even thought that He Xiqing would not do this.
"To actually place your hopes on your opponent, it's really..."
On horseback, Du Chengfeng shook his head and laughed.
Sure enough, compared with the brave warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles, ordinary people like him who have no ambitions are still far behind.
However, it's not bad.
After all, many times, a powerful enemy can be the best teacher.
"What would you do if it were you?"
He Xiqing's war-god-like figure appeared in his mind.
Du Chengfeng, on the other hand, had already stepped forward on horseback.
How to do it? This is simply not something to consider. Those who wanted him dead would not give him a chance, and the biting cold wind in Mobei would not give anyone a chance.
In the deep mountains and forests of Mobei, in the biting ice and snow, under the enemy's raised blade, when death is choking your throat, do you still need to think?
No, no need at all.
There is no need to think or worry, you just need to show courage and just move forward.
All you need to do is put everything in the blade in your hand.
"kill!"
The blazing sword light instantly rose.
When the bodies were intertwined, the five prairie riders on horseback were all cut off at the waist.
Half of the body fell to the ground, with scorching heat still remaining in the fractured area.
Killing five people with one sword, Du Chengfeng kept slashing and struck again, but even the three fleeing rangers who were about to turn their horses in the distance were killed and fell to the ground.
"Since we are already facing each other, let's fight."
He turned over and dismounted, and searched some dry food from several rangers. Du Chengfeng chewed these bloody hard pancakes while continuing to chase them on horseback.
The enemy was not going to give him a chance to breathe. This was undoubtedly the worst situation, but in Du Chengfeng's view, if you looked at it the other way around, this was also a test that he had to go through.
After all, this is a life and death battle, and both sides will use all possible means.
No matter it is He Xiqing.
Still himself.
"Okay, you fight like this, right?"
After cutting down four grassland rangers again with one strike, Du Chengfeng, who was galloping on his horse, suddenly stopped.
Just because he had already seen the massive grassland army in the distance.
"As expected of you, He Xi Qing."
At this moment, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but start to admire He Xiqing's wisdom.
Even he didn't expect that He Xiqing had secretly ambushed such a large army behind him!
"But don't underestimate me too much."
Saying this, Du Chengfeng had already opened the saddle bag at hand.
Killing those soldiers who directly belong to He Xiqing can make the weapons more evil. So isn't it the same thing to kill these ambushes lying in wait?
"Maybe I should thank you."
The large ax engraved with ancient patterns was taken out of the saddle bag, and the ancient patterns carved on the ax blade had a faint chill.
Like the biting desert cold wind.
"Are you hungry too?"
Putting the long-handled ax in his left hand, Du Chengfeng looked at the army in the distance.
"Knowing that we are hungry, you are so polite to bring such a large plate of food to us... you are really polite."
Like some big cats preparing to hunt, Du Chengfeng, under the cover of the dark sky, began to circle cautiously around the approaching army.
"Don't worry, don't worry."
As he said this, the sharp ax blade had already passed over the necks of the two prairie rangers.
Douda's head fell to the ground, and there were some frost flowers on the broken neck.
"Yes, that's it. Chew carefully and slowly to digest."
While swallowing the hard pancake that he had been chewing for a long time, Du Chengfeng comforted the ax in his left hand.
"Let's eat slowly."
