After observing the flashing light red writing, Wang Jing's consciousness trembled slightly, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the fog and saw a light red cloud.
This cloud enveloped Wang Dingliu's heavenly spirit.
"This is Wang Dingliu's luck after condensing the illusory body of all realms!"
Wang Jing didn't know why, but such thoughts naturally appeared in his mind. In addition to this, some information related to luck also appeared in his mind.
If he can kill such an enemy with luck on the battlefield, he can plunder part of the target's luck.
In the world of China, the stronger your luck in the future, the more benefits you will get.
Wang Dingliu, who was not far away, just led his men out of the woods and saw Donghu Village not far away.
Under the moonlight, Donghu Village looks like a ferocious beast lying on the earth, faintly exuding an evil aura.
This time, in order to deal with the East Lake Village, he, the five leaders of the Liangshan Water Village, personally led two hundred water village elites to come, preparing to crush the opponent with the force of crushing them.
"Huh? Something's wrong!"
When most of his men walked out of the woods and were about to kill Donghu Village.
Wang Dingliu suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, which was a warning from somewhere. He subconsciously slowed down.
"Leader?"
The men around him were all well-dressed, capable men, holding long knives in their hands, and there were twenty or thirty people holding hunting bows. When they saw Wang Dingliu's movements, they were a little confused.
Wang Dingliu frowned and glanced back and forth in front of him. This kind of premonition saved his life, so he believed in this feeling very much.
"Is there any danger ahead?"
He didn't expect that.
Every move he made was under Wang Jing's attention. When he slowed down, Wang Jing had already realized that the ambush was about to be discovered.
"Even an ambush and sneak attack can be discovered. Is this the function of luck, which can make people turn danger into good fortune?"
Wang Jing thought subconsciously about the light red luck he had just discovered.
But now is not the time to think about that.
He felt keenly that he could no longer wait and must attack immediately!
He took a deep breath, then waved his right hand, and the two veterans of the beggar army immediately stood up with the others.
"kill!"
Thirty soldiers stood up, holding short spears in their hands, and then threw them hard towards the dark crowd in the distance.
Their accuracy isn't great.
However, the more than two hundred water thieves were too densely packed, and they were unprepared. A round of wooden spears pierced more than ten of them, and screams suddenly broke through the silent night.
"The other party actually knew about our sneak attack a long time ago and set up an ambush here!"
Almost as soon as the short spear was thrown, Wang Dingliu suddenly woke up.
But before he could command, he saw the second round of wooden spears whizzing in, piercing through seven or eight of his men again.
Wang Dingliu focused his eyes and looked in the direction where the wooden spear flew, and saw Wang Jing and others appearing on the mound not far away.
"Leader, what should I do?"
Many water thieves were embarrassed by the sudden attack.
After all, they are not the real elites of the army, but water thieves and bandits in the stronghold.
Except for a few experienced water thieves who decisively turned over and jumped to avoid it, most of the other water thieves became a little confused.
Wang Dingliu immediately held a short spear and shouted: "What is there to be afraid of from a mere sneak attack by dozens of people? Brothers, follow me and rush forward to kill these thieves! Go to the village and grab food and women!" "
Following Wang Dingliu's roar, other water thieves who were somewhat panicked found a backbone.
But this time.
Before Wang Dingliu could stabilize the morale of the army and attack, two veterans of the beggar army rushed down from the mound with fifteen people each. When they were halfway through the charge, they threw the last wave of wooden spears.
Puff puff!
The dozen or so water thieves standing in front of them were pierced by wooden spears, and dozens of people holding ring-headed knives formed a simple arrow formation and rushed into the many water thieves.
Jiang Zhixiong's face was full of evil spirits, and he followed closely behind one of the veteran beggar soldiers. His sword roared, causing a large area of bloodshed.
The two veterans of the beggar army were very experienced. Whenever they saw someone trying to gather their companions to resist, they would lead the soldiers behind them to rush past and kill them.
In just a moment, the Liangshanshui bandits of more than 200 people showed signs of collapse.
Wang Dingliu roared angrily and rushed towards the two old soldiers with large strides.
His pace was as fast as the wind, and he passed over the corpses on the ground and the surrounding men in the blink of an eye. The short spear in his hand stabbed out like a flash of wind and thunder, as if it was about to pierce the enemy's chest in the next moment.
At this time.
A spear struck with great swiftness like a spiritual snake. If Wang Dingliu didn't block in time, the shot would pierce his throat in an instant.
Wang Dingliu could only change his moves. His shooting speed was extremely fast, and the short spear in his hand was full of energy.
There seemed to be a hint of wind and thunder around the tip of the spear. Without any warning, he retracted and flew away the spear that was thrust at him.
He advanced and retreated like the wind, quickly retreating if he missed a move, and then saw a young man holding a spear appearing in front of him.
He has already been targeted by Wang Jing.
When the two veterans of the beggar army led the charge, Wang Jing followed closely behind and focused most of his attention on Wang Dingliu.
"Come again!"
Wang Jing has activated the talent of Wisdom. This talent is not only useful when learning skills, but can also produce unexpected effects when fighting enemies.
At this time, Wang Jing was calm, and his five senses and six senses, which were already very powerful, became even more powerful with the blessing of his wisdom heart talent.
In this case, no matter how fast Wang Dingliu's shot was, he couldn't hide it from his senses.
Uh-huh!
Wang Jing stepped forward and suddenly took the spear with him. The spear struck Wang Dingliu again with its sharp piercing energy.
Short spears and long spears alternated.
The two fought for several rounds without deciding the outcome.
Jiang Zhixiong, who was not far away, couldn't help but slow down the movements of his hands when the two were fighting.
He saw the enemy leader advance and retreat like the wind, and his attacks were as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder. Every time he takes action, the short spear seems to spark wind, thunder and lightning in the dark night.
"As expected of the leader of Liangshan, with this strength, I would not be able to make a single move in front of him!"
Jiang Zhixiong felt cold sweat in his heart.
Although Wang Dingliu was powerful, Wang Jing was even more extraordinary. He blocked back and forth with the spear in his hand, motionless as a mountain. No matter how fast and violent the opponent's attacks were, he blocked them all calmly.
Jiang Zhixiong remembered clearly that Wang Jing's strength was almost the same as him not long ago.
did not expect.
How long has passed before Wang Jing has become so powerful!
puff!
While he was distracted, a water thief rushed over and scratched a wound on his body. Jiang Zhixiong's strength was not yet high enough to ignore the water thief.
He grunted, not daring to be distracted any longer, and slashed the water thief in front of him to death, then quickly continued to charge forward.
At this moment.
Wang Jing has entered a state of divine clarity.
In an extremely calm situation, he exerted his first-level spear mastery to the limit, and Wang Dingliu, a powerful second-level enemy, was like a whetstone to him.
This suitable whetstone allowed Wang Jing to quickly absorb the infantry combat experience inherited from Zhao Yun and the smell of the battlefield during the fight.
