In the dark night, Wuzhi's vanguard cavalry, which suffered heavy losses, did not retreat too far, but only retreated to a meadow where the shadow of the prison prison could barely be seen in the dark night.
As the iron hooves of the entire cavalry army stopped beating the ground, a rider appeared abrupt.
Because at a certain moment, only the rider's horse was still moving, and at the next moment, several riders surrounded him, surrounding the rider.
"Why?"
A burly Wuzhi general wearing a tiger-skin robe with a huge scimitar on his back looked at the rider angrily, and asked sharply.
Facing the angry question of the general who was half a head taller than him, the rider who looked extremely ordinary and covered with a black scarf looked back calmly and said, "Why?"
Such an answer immediately made the angry eyes of this burly general Wuzhi burn even more.
"Why did you pay such a price to assassinate that boy?"
He squeezed out an extremely cold voice from between his teeth, "Why do you want to retreat immediately? You should understand that even if the assassination is successful, our practitioners will not be able to come back, and then? Should we still retreat?"
A horse neighed.
Only when the power in the hands of the rider changes, can these well-trained military horses that are almost identical to their masters make such a sound.
The neighing sound of the horse also represented that all these riders wanted to question this person.
Obviously, if the rider couldn't give these people a satisfactory answer, then he would become a piece of flesh and blood on the grassland, and use it as a blood sacrifice to those Wuzhi warriors who died because of his decision.
However, the rider who was wearing a black scarf and obviously did not have a Ubbelite accent still didn't care. He just raised his head indifferently and looked towards the direction of the hillside in the distance, "Before you question me, you must first understand a The thing is not that I want to be your Wuzhi general, but that your Empress Wanyan invited me to be your Wuzhi general. And even your General Yelu agrees with this. So don’t doubt that I lead the army for other purposes , you doubt me, you only doubt you Queen Wanyan and General Yelu."
His words and words were very rude, so that there was a louder neighing of horses. However, although the riders on these horses were using their hands unnaturally, the expressions in their eyes had changed.
"You are angry now, just because you don't know who that boy is at all."
The rider's eyes fell on the burly Wuzhi general in front of him, but his tone became strangely gentle: "Let's not talk about those practitioners just now, even the lives of those practitioners several times just now are not worth it." take the life of that boy."
"Why?"
It was still the three words that were asked at the beginning, but at this time the burly general Wuzhi had already lowered his head, expressing respect and asking for advice.
"Because that young man is Ding Ning, the leader of the Minshan Sword Association of the Great Qin Dynasty. From the perspective of this battle, he represents the Minshan Sword Sect. The reason why your General Yelu did not personally lead the army is because he , just to prevent people from the Minshan Sword Sect from participating in this great battle."
The rider said lightly: "For the general situation in the future that you may not be able to understand, even if the entire army of our cavalry is destroyed in exchange for killing him, it is worthwhile, because he is the most powerful practitioner of the entire cultivator so far. The person with the fastest progress in cultivation in the world is also the person with the strongest comprehension in the entire world of practitioners, and the strongest young talent in the previous Great Qin Dynasty can only be his student."
Minshan Sword Sect, General Yelu... A few words of "Most" were like thunderbolts, causing the bodies of all the riders around to vibrate.
A heavy breathing sounded like a horse neighing.
"A person like him, even without the protection of the practitioners of the Minshan Sword Sect, would not die easily. I don't believe that the Great Qin Dynasty would allow a person like him to die easily, at least based on my respect for Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu. Understand, for some truly strong people, especially those who are still controllable, they will make the best use of everything, and these people must be burned out like candles before they are allowed to die." The rider Ignoring the changes in the expressions of these people, he said slowly and mockingly: "I created a situation where there is a good chance of assassinating this young man, just to see if there are any powerful practitioners behind this young man... But I didn't I thought that this young man would be so strong, but I didn't expect that all the young people around him were so strong."
"What you know is too little. You don't know that this young man not only has a terrible cultivation base, but also has strong judgment and insight. To this day, I can be sure that he is definitely the most powerful person I have ever met. Formidable opponent, as a general."
"In a sense, whether we can complete this mission and keep those tens of thousands of Qin troops in this wasteland depends on whether we can kill that boy."
"Being able to kill him means that the support army has no trump card. If we can't kill him, then we have to give up this operation and turn back. We can kill as many Qin troops as possible. "
Naturally, these Wuzhi people knew better than anyone what price they would have to pay for forcing the tens of thousands of Qin troops to behave like bereaved dogs.
It is completely unbelievable that it is possible to completely abandon the final siege just for the sake of a young man.
However, in the rider's explanations, even some low-ranking sergeants who only knew about fighting knew that this was probably a cruel fact.
"Then why didn't you just fill in all of us?"
The burly Wuzhi general lost his previous anger long ago, lowered his head more humbly, and said, "We are not afraid of death."
"I know you are not afraid of death."
The rider took a serious look at him, and said: "But as a general, what you need to consider is not the issue of life and death, but whether doing so will have an effect on victory. If you can't kill him, all five thousand riders will be wiped out." Here, the battle is also unwinnable, and the tens of thousands of Qin troops can also return to Yinshan."
"Then what should we do next?" The burly General Wuzhi raised his head and looked at him helplessly with his mouth wide open like a fish that was about to die of thirst.
"Wait."
The rider said coldly: "I have sent a message to Dabu to send enough and strong enough practitioners. We have to try to kill the boy. If we can't kill him, then we have no choice but to retreat." military."
All these Ubbelt cavalry didn't know when and by what means the rider sent the message, but at this moment they naturally believed what the rider said was true.
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Trapped on the dark hillside, Ding Ning didn't talk to some generals of the old guard army and the generals of Gu Yuguan, but sat down beside Changsun Qianxue's carriage.
"You have come here twice in a while. I have just reminded you that those two people are abnormal, but I have nothing more to tell you. What do you want to do?"
When a sergeant brought the food box and charcoal basin, the moment Ding Ning handed the food box into the carriage, Changsun Qianxue's cold voice reached his ears.
Ding Ning hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously: "I don't think you should make a move."
Changsun Qianxue said: "Why should I make a move?"
Ding Ning put the charcoal basin on the front of the car and said: "Because I want to bet that the general in the opponent's formation tried to kill me just now... and passively waiting for the opponent's next move is always the most stupid I want to see if I can kill the general in the opponent's formation first."
The eldest grandson Qianxue did not make a sound.
Ding Ning raised his head, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Don't be angry, you know that I know Zheng Xiu too well, so she will definitely arrange someone to follow me... Only when I really encounter death, can her talent Will show up. I'm going to force her people out, or we'll never be safe, never be able to escape her sight."
There was silence in the carriage for a few more breaths, and then Changsun Qianxue's cold voice sounded, "I won't make a move."
Ding Ning also nodded silently, stood up, and then began to walk down the slope slowly, looking at the bright moon that began to appear brighter and brighter in the night sky, thinking that it would take a lifetime to truly see and Knowing a person is costly.