The battle between the state soldiers and the Ling family's private army broke out again. More than 400 state soldiers surrounded them on all sides and launched a final fierce attack.
On the official road, there were gasps, roars, curses, the sound of gold and iron clashing, the sound of muscle tearing, the sound of broken bones, and the strange whistling sound caused by martial arts energy breaking through the air, which lasted for a quarter of an hour.
Except for Ling Fu, all Ling's armored soldiers fell to the ground.
The state soldiers with grinning faces silently raised their swords and axes, and chopped off the heads of Ling's warriors one by one, and placed them neatly on the official road.
Yazhou is a borderland with fierce folk customs, and the state soldiers have also adopted the style of ruthless bandits and remnants of the wilderness. It is an unwritten tradition to chop off the enemy's head to scare the enemy.
Ling Fu looked at Li Xiaojuan and his two lieutenants with a pale face, and his pale lips moved quickly: "Why didn't you come? How could you not come? Master Ling Yue promised them that they must come. !How could you not come?”
Li Xiaojuan laughed "haha", and his two lieutenants shook their arms, shaking off some of the plasma stuck on their arm guards, and laughed loudly. No matter what Ling Fu thought, they won this bloody battle over fifteen thousand taels of red gold.
Except for the fact that the state soldiers under the command of Li Xiaojuan were attacked by the angry flames at the beginning and suffered greater losses, the later four hundred armored state soldiers only suffered some minor injuries, not even one serious injury.
"This battle can be said to be a complete victory!" Li Xiaojuan stroked the iron halberd and looked at Ling Fu, who was covered in blood and had big wounds on his chest and belly, and laughed loudly: "My sons, I will be richly rewarded when you go back! "
Li Xiaojuan laughed loudly, and the state soldiers under his command couldn't help but cheer in low voices.
Li Xiaojuan has always been generous to his subordinates, and he has never been stingy with rewards.
Fifteen thousand taels of gold were the spoils of war. As long as each state soldier could get one tael of gold as a reward, it would be enough for them to live happily for a long time.
"Haha, the captain is absolutely right!" One of Li Xiaojuan's lieutenants laughed "haha". His body suddenly swayed, and he clicked his lips and said in surprise: "Strange, why is my tongue numb? Also, Why is the light of this rocket so dim?”
Li Xiaojuan looked closely and saw that the faces of the two lieutenants were covered with a faint layer of black air.
"Huh? What the deputy captain said is, why, why are our bodies numb and cold!" Several captains of ten and centurions among the state soldiers exclaimed in surprise. In the fierce battle just now, these state soldiers certainly had the upper hand, but Ling's private soldiers fought back desperately, leaving varying degrees of scars on their bodies.
Many state soldiers pulled up their visors and spit out black blood.
They felt as if their internal organs were on fire, making their whole bodies uncomfortable, and hot blood kept pouring out of their throats. But their bodies were cold, their muscles and bones were numb, and the cold air was like countless knives drilling into their muscles and bones, causing their eyes to turn black in pain.
"Ling Fu!" Li Xiaojuan suddenly woke up. He bent down and grabbed a spear used by the Ling family's private soldiers. He looked at it carefully under the dim light. He pointed at Ling Fu angrily and yelled: "Your weapons." Come on, quench the poison!"
Ling Fu panted and looked at Li Xiaojuan, squinted his eyes and chuckled strangely: "Scare, our Ling family are private soldiers who only want to kill easily, unlike the officers and soldiers of the Jin Dynasty who have to take care of the court's face. Weapons are tempered with poison. What the hell? It’s a pity that those angry flames couldn’t kill you bastards!”
The sound of "dong dong" was endless, and one state soldier after another continued to fall to the ground.
There had just been a fierce battle, and all the state soldiers were boiling with blood, and their blood flow was much faster than usual. The poison on the wound instantly flowed through the body along with the fast-flowing blood. As long as the state soldiers were injured by Ling's warrior weapons, they fell to the ground in just a dozen short breaths.
Not long after, only a little over a hundred state soldiers were left standing on the official road.
These state soldiers were very lucky. They did not suffer any skin or flesh injuries during the battle, so they were not injured by the poison.
Li Xiaojue's two lieutenants tore open the cowhide pouch at his waist with difficulty, took out a black pill the size of a thumb, stuffed it into their mouths, and sat cross-legged on the ground without saying a word. Not long after, they vomited it out with a "wow" sound, and all they vomited out was yellow soup and green water with an inexplicable pungent stench.
A large amount of sticky sweat continued to flow from the foreheads of the two lieutenants, and a pungent stench erupted from their bodies, which showed how vicious and powerful the poison in their bodies was.
Li Xiaojuan raised his halberd and roared towards Ling Fu: "Antidote, Ling Fu, damn lowly fellow, antidote!"
Ling Fu smiled "kaka", and raised the snake bone whip with difficulty to deal with Li Xiaoyu's violent attack: "Antidote? It's a murderous thing, who will bring an antidote? Even if there is, you have injured so many people, how can I Maybe you have so many copies of the antidote with you?"
With a slight sigh, Ling Fu, who was exhausted under the siege of Li Xiaojuan and the two lieutenants, suddenly dropped the snake bone whip, opened his arms and faced Li Xiaojuan's halberd: "Anyway, we suffered heavy losses today, I don't have the shame to go back. Li Xiaojuan, will you die with me?"
The halberd pierced Ling Fu's chest, and a large amount of blood spurted out from behind Ling Fu. Ling Fu's two fat arms swelled strangely, spraying out large amounts of blood mist, like two battering rams, hitting Li Xiaojuan's left and right ribs hard, one on the left and the other on the right.
With a miserable howl, Li Xiaojuan rolled up his hands, and the halberd opened a transparent hole the size of a basin in Ling Fu's chest.
Then Li Xiaojuan grinned and raised his head and exhaled. Ling Fulin gave him a fatal blow. Seven or eight ribs were shattered on his left and right ribs, and several broken bones were inserted into his lungs. The pain made him scream and scream. Spewing out large amounts of blood mist.
"Old Li!" Colonel Zhao Heihu, who was monitoring Chu Tian, roared strangely, pulled out the sword from his waist and rushed to Li Xiaojue's side.
"Kill that boy! Don't spread the word about what happened today!" Li Xiaojuan gasped. He hugged Ling Fu, who had a distorted face and a ferocious expression, with both hands. He twisted his head hard and heard a "click" sound. His head was twisted 360 degrees by him, and he pulled it off from his neck.
"Kill all the drivers and laborers under the carriage!" Li Xiaojuan endured the severe pain in his chest, gritted his teeth and vomited blood while snorting: "Bring the bodies of the sons back, there are no weapons remembered by the state soldiers. It can’t be pulled down, the battlefield must be cleaned, and no clues related to us can be left behind!”
All the state soldiers looked at their comrade with dark faces and fell dead on the spot, and they all became busy with red eyes.