Chapter 250: The Storm Chaser
The sharp sword light is indescribably graceful and elegant!
Seemingly slow but actually fast, under the golden red sword, he blocked the four people in front of him.
And Ji Rentu's face turned extremely pale because of this sword slashed from the sky!
Before he could give the order, there was a scalp-numbing banging sound coming from the surrounding black armored soldiers!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
That was the sound of the crossbow string breaking!
Just this sword light not only blocked the bald man's prepared sword, but also cut off the crossbow strings of nearly a hundred black-armored soldiers around him.
Ji Rentu's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"Everyone, listen to the order, withdraw your troops and retreat five miles!"
Following this order, Zhang Heng, who was guarding the rear, immediately ordered people to ring the golden gong to represent the withdrawal of troops.
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The sudden withdrawal of the black-armored soldiers made all the warriors in Yinren Village a little stunned. But after all, if this offensive and defensive battle ends with the enemy retreating, it can be regarded as a staged victory for our side.
And a young man wearing a white jumpsuit with a hood was already standing on the camp wall of Liangchengang. He was watching the black-armored soldiers slowly retreating.
The young man knew these black-armored soldiers very well. As early as ten years ago, he had experienced the scene where these people broke the magic crossbow and set fire to it. He was only in his twenties at that time, but he faced more than 3,000 black-armored soldiers, and the scene was much bigger than it is now.
This person is none other than Li Chengtao, who just came back from Tiexin Village in the east!
When Yi Xifeng saw that flash of sword light, his hanging heart finally let go.
"You finally arrived!"
The fair boy collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up. The golden red sword just now made him truly understand what it meant to experience life and death.
After people have experienced countless lives and deaths, they often become more and more afraid of death.
Looking at the Broken Demon Crossbow with broken strings lying on the ground, he frowned slightly, but still stood up and collected them one by one.
Zhao Yunming looked at the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Fortunately you are here!"
Li Chengtao nodded and said softly: "Something happened over there, brother, and I may not be able to come out of the ancient ruins in the near future. So I'm late."
The tall and thin middle-aged man smiled and said: "It's not too late, it's not too late! My old bones have only just begun to move, but that guy Qingzhu, I really want to thank you."
The pale-faced middle-aged mountain ranger said with a wry smile: "I owe the captain more than a cent."
"It's okay, as long as you want to pay it back, you can always pay it back!" Li Chengtao said jokingly.
………………Dividing line………………
Just when Yinren's side was rejoicing that the enemy had withdrawn, Ji Rentu's side was in a different situation.
Hu Qingzheng's face was covered with sweat. He raised his head slightly and looked at the burly man sitting at the top, not daring to say anything.
The burly bald man had a gloomy expression. He glanced at everyone and asked the middle-aged scribe standing next to him in a deep voice: "Sir, what do you think of this person?"
Zhang Heng immediately bowed and said: "I have not practiced martial arts, but judging from the sword strike just now, this person should be the Wind Chaser!"
Ji Rentu, who was sitting at the top, nodded and sighed: "You may be wondering, why did I retreat as soon as I saw this Wind Chaser?"
He didn't care about the reactions of everyone else, and replied to himself: "Because, the other party did hold back!"
As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers in the audience immediately started whispering.
Several black-armored generals who had been following Ji Rentu recounted the scene to their colleagues around them, and soon more and more generals' faces became extremely ugly.
Seeing the discussion among the subordinates in the audience, the bald man did not say anything to stop him. Instead, he waited for a while and waited for everyone to calm down before speaking: "This Li Chengtao can cut off the crossbow strings of nearly a hundred soldiers with one sword. Cut off their throats with one sword! Even if they are protected by armor, more than half of them will be killed or injured!"
He paused and continued: "Everyone, think about it, how many of us are enough for this person to kill?"
After asking in one sentence, the faces of the generals in the audience became even more ugly.
"Of course, we can comfort ourselves. It's impossible for the opponent to use that sword light move like drinking boiled water." Ji Rentu glanced at everyone, "But who can be sure of this? The opponent can only use it once. ?Twice? Or three times? How many lives can we fill in? "
Zhang Heng saw the bald man's predicament at this time and said: "The general did the right thing. This man is extremely dangerous. It is a wise move for us to retreat."
All the generals also reacted and bowed one after another: "General, you are wise! Retreating is the best strategy!"
Ji Rentu glanced at everyone and said calmly: "Everyone, please go back to your posts. Although we will not attack the Liangchengang Camp for the time being, we must guard against the enemy's sneak attacks!"
Everyone bowed and accepted the order and left. At this time, only Liu Dong and Hu Qingzheng were left in the tent. The two of them are among the four cavalry generals who have followed Ji Rentu for the longest time, and they naturally understand their master's thoughts.
The two stood silently, not looking up at the bald man sitting at the top. When the last black-armored soldier left the camp, Ji Rentu spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof!"
The red-armored cavalry general and the green-armored man didn't say a word, and immediately ducked behind the bald man, placing his palms on the man's back, and a steady stream of inner energy flowed into his body.
Ji Rentu couldn't bear it either. He took the sword forcefully and not only was his "Three Questions of Glory Flame" blocked, but he was also seriously injured. The most fundamental reason why he decided to withdraw his troops so decisively was that he was seriously injured!
For a general, would he care about the lives and deaths of dozens or hundreds of soldiers? If in another situation, Li Chengtao's sword slash attack could be wiped out with the lives of ordinary soldiers, let alone hundreds of people, even if more than a thousand people were smashed here, as long as he could kill Li Chengtao, he would not hesitate Do it without hesitation!
Unfortunately, things did not go as the bald man wished, and this serious injury forced her to choose to avoid the edge for the time being.
Liu Dong and Hu Qingzheng obviously noticed these abnormalities from the beginning. So he didn't say a word from the beginning, and the middle-aged scribe didn't guess Ji Rentu's intention until later.
Therefore, Zhang Heng did not deliberately stay at this time, because this kind of hindsight would not add points to himself in the impression of the person in power, but would cause disgust. Only those who stand firm from the beginning, like the red-armored man and the green-armored man, will be trusted.
Of course, this does not mean that Liu Dong and Hu Qingzheng are better than Zhang Heng in guessing people's hearts, but after all, these two people participated in the battle with Ji Rentu and felt the grace of the sword up close.
So there is nothing wrong with the two of them guessing it. In this way, the three of them were in the camp, using their skills to recover from their injuries. Fortunately, the bald man should not be in any danger of life. Although Li Chengtao's sword cut was very powerful, it was a group attack sword technique after all.
"Guanghan Nineteen States? Tsk tsk, the name is indeed very appropriate!" Ji Rentu said with a helpless smile.
