Ding Ning raised his head slightly, not to look at the body of this Wuzhi country practitioner.
As he raised his head, many sharp whistles sounded from the Wuzhi Kingdom's cavalry army.
With such a whistle, the entire cavalry stopped moving forward, and then retreated like a tide.
The cavalry retreated down the hillside at the fastest speed, and did not attack again, and continued to retreat, retreating into the depths of the wilderness.
Waves of uncontrollable cheers and shouts sounded from the old guards and the walls of Gu Yu Pass.
This is undoubtedly a victory to be proud of.
This Wuzhi cavalry army rushed and retreated, leaving at least six or seven hundred corpses on the hillside, while the casualties of the guards were extremely small.
But looking at the retreating cavalry, Ding Ning frowned deeply.
Nangong Caishu's body trembled with excitement. After all, it was the first time she really stood on the battlefield like this, and she was facing a battle that seemed to be of great disparity between strength and weakness.
"how?"
Ding Ning's worried expression made her unable to understand.
"The opponent has a very powerful general, and he is in this vanguard cavalry."
Ding Ning didn't look at him, but still stared at the cavalry army retreating into the dark grassland, and said slowly and solemnly: "General generals, the choice at this time is probably to retreat and attack Gu Yu Pass, because all the troops in Gu Yu Pass Practitioners are all here. Even if so many people are lost here, they still have an advantage over Gu Yuguan."
Nangong Caishu was startled, suddenly a dense cold sweat broke out on his back, and great fear arose in his heart.
Ding Ning has already continued, "This general did not choose to attack Guyu Pass, not because we were emboldened by us, but because he didn't want to take any more risks, and he didn't want to lose more people."
Nangong Caishu took a deep breath, and as the cold air entered her lungs, her body became colder and colder, "So his choice is to wait for the arrival of Dabu?"
Ding Ning nodded, and lowered his gaze to the corpse of the Wuzhi country practitioner not far in front of him, "The cultivation level of this Wuzhi country practitioner is not much lower than that of the palace maid... the general who leads this army, naturally Much stronger than this man."
Nangong Caishu's face turned pale again. If a vanguard army had such an outstanding general, how powerful would the top general of the entire army be
"We still have a chance to win." Ding Ning turned around, said this softly to Nangong Caishu, and then nodded towards her, signaling her not to follow.
Nangong Caishu understood what he meant, and watched him walk not far behind.
Ding Ning walked to several carriages.
Those in these carriages were some craftsmen who were not good at fighting, but good at repairing ordnance, and the carriage where the eldest grandson Qianxue was.
During the previous march, the entire guard army had gotten used to Ding Ning often stopping by the carriage.
It seems that Ding Ning can get greater peace, or think better, beside this carriage.
Ding Ning walked outside the carriage where the eldest grandson Qianxue was.
At this time, the guards had already begun to organize the battlefield, and were ready to wait for Ding Ning's next order.
And a middle-aged cultivator wearing a robe of the same color as withered grass was slowly walking towards Ding Ning.
He held Ding Ning's remnant sword that had fallen into the battlefield before, and his expression was extremely solemn and respectful.
He obviously came here with great respect and wanted to return the sword to Ding Ning.
"You stop."
However, at this moment, Ding Ning looked up at him, and then made a gesture.
This is a military order.
The Sergeant of the Guards, who was still lingering in the aftertaste of the iron and blood aura he showed just now, reacted directly. All the Sergeants of the Guards who were beside the middle-aged practitioner immediately surrounded the middle-aged practitioner, All the weapons shining with Sen Leng's metallic luster were aimed at the middle-aged practitioner.
The middle-aged practitioner looked at Ding Ning in shock, "This is?"
Ding Ning did not answer his question directly, and then nodded to a general in armor who was behind the middle-aged practitioner.
The general was wearing the armor of the frontier army, and he was also a cultivator in Gu Yu Pass.
"And you."
He looked at the general and said, "Do you two have anything to say?" The wind seemed to be getting colder.
There was silence on the hillside.
After being stunned for a moment, many sergeants of the Suwei Army had already reacted directly, even though they did not see the new military order. Following the sound of rapid footsteps, the general in the army armor beside him was also arrested surrounded.
The general who was surrounded raised his head, his face became abnormally cold, and he asked coldly, "Are you crazy?"
Ding Ning glanced at him calmly, and said, "During the previous battle, the rest of the people were normal, only you two were not normal."
The face of the middle-aged man in the withered grass-colored robe was slightly pale, but the general's face was even colder, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I don't understand what you mean."
"Among all the practitioners who came to Guyu Pass, the two of you killed the fewest enemies, but you are not the worst practitioners."
Ding Ning looked at the general who was about to speak out, and directly interrupted him, saying: "Don't tell me that you may be kind-hearted, you all only killed two enemy soldiers, and those two They are all insignificant ordinary cavalry... In the final battle of the opponent, you hardly played any role. There is a battle appearance, not a real battle, can you tell me why you are?"
Hearing such a voice, the general's complexion gradually turned pale, and everyone on the surrounding hillside also looked at Ding Ning in shock, unable to believe that he could still notice the details of these practitioners during the battle just now.
"Just based on your own words?"
The gradually pale general looked at Ding Ning, and was yelling something unbelievable to them, "Who knows if you read it wrong? How do you know that we only killed two enemies?"
"You should be a practitioner of Yulong Jianguan. The first sword is the sword intent of the fish and dragon transformation, but the sword intent is empty to the invincible place. The most suspicious thing is the sword intent of the Huiyou sword. That sword you Obviously you can penetrate the abdomen of that Wuzhi practitioner, but you deliberately deflected the blade, just passing through the opponent's abdomen." Ding Ning's expression did not change at all, but he stated slowly.
In his peaceful voice, the general's face became stiff, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
In the next moment, the general let out a frenzied scream, and pulled out the long sword at his side.
However, at this moment, at least two flying swords that stayed not far behind the general landed on the general.
The general who had just taken a step forward turned into a piece of heavy wood and fell hard to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust and blood.
Among the two flying swords, one was the sharpest and most effective crimson flying sword in the previous battle.
However, even the owner of this flying sword, a tall and thin man with a skinny face, looked at Ding Ning with unspeakable admiration, and a voice sounded in his heart, "How did you do it?"
Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged practitioner holding the broken sword, and said earnestly and sincerely, "It's up to you whether you live or die."