Chapter 384: Capturing the King

"If you go on like this, you're really going to die. Haoyue said. "Do you still have arrows? Capture the thief and the king first, kill the general, and we will survive." ”

"There are two arrows left. Lin Ji sighed softly. The Broken Arrow is his means of saving his life, and it is also his last bargaining chip. He didn't know how far he needed to go from here to Canghai City, but he knew that the road would still not be smooth, and the most important thing was that if he and Haoyue's bodies did not recover, the two would definitely not be able to pass through Dugu Gorge.

Unless the masters in Canghai City can find them in advance.

Lin Ji gritted his teeth, swung his sword and made a move, then turned his head sideways and said, "Hold on, I'll go back when I go." "The two people are like beggars who depend on each other, relying on each other in the endless sea of people, but they are still tenaciously alive.

Lin Ji held the Feng Xiao Sword horizontally in his hand, like a long ditch in his hand, and then pushed forward with all his might.

Like the wind blowing wheat waves, people turn their horses on their backs wherever the long canal passes, wailing everywhere.

Lin Ji struggled to clear a vacant lot in front of the earthen house.

At this moment, Lin Ji withdrew the Feng Xiao sword and pointed it at the ground, and his already shaky body suddenly rose into the air.

The general lifted his visor and looked at the earthen house not far away, and looked at the man who was covered in blood and was about to rise in the air, with a look of mockery on his face as cold as frost.

He looked at Lin Ji and said, "You go and die." ”

Hearing this, there was no change in the expression on Lin Ji's face.

Haoyue was extremely angry.

But he thinks that no matter how terrifying the strong are, they will be extremely weak now. This is his best reality, and it must be grasped.

"Archer, salvo. The general ordered, the corners of his mouth raised. Finally, the moment of victory came.

The breath of heaven and earth is restless, and the cold wind blows strongly.

At this time, Lin Ji's body was like a feather, floating and sinking in the air, and instantly drifted dozens of zhang away.

The general's face was immediately pale, because these things were only done in the moments after he gave the order, and many of the soldiers behind him had not even heard the order.

Lin Ji lightly exhaled the turbid breath in his abdomen, he looked at the general in front of him and swung his sword.

Then he floated back and landed on the ground where he had been.

The general looked at the figure that was very close to him, frowned slightly, and wanted to turn back to see why his soldiers had arrived in front of him, but he didn't shoot arrows, but before his head could return, he only felt a flower in front of him, and he didn't know that there was an extra blood line on his neck.

Then he looked at his subordinates beside him.

It was such a simple turn of his head, and he turned his head down.

His head detached from his body and fell to the ground.

Blood splattered.

Exclamations began.

Lin Ji's body shook slightly, and his face became even paler.

His essence, in this simple sweep and retreat, consumes even more. He could fall at any moment.

He has already killed the enemy's commander. But the cry of sorrow was followed by the sound of hooves like a torrential rain. The successive battles have turned the Yongzhou cavalry and the snow field in front of the earthen house into a snowfield, and there is not a trace of snow in sight.

The cavalry of Yongzhou was like being beaten with chicken blood, and after the commander was killed, there was a sense of grief and indignation.

The black-pressed cavalry began to charge.

The sound of the flute has sounded, and the spring water is tinkling.

From time to time, cavalrymen fell from their horses, and from time to time, horses fell to the ground with screams, and then were trampled into flesh and blood by their companions behind.

Haoyue is also holding on.

He bowed his head and recited the scriptures, his expression focused and serious.

It's just that the corners of the mouth are starting to drip blood.

Lin Ji waved his iron sword.

Because the hilt of the sword was held in his left hand, it was still mighty.

The blood is raging, and the hooves are broken and the head is flying.

I don't know how many cavalrymen fell under the iron sword.

Among the tidal cavalry, Lin Ji was no longer visible, only the stumps and blood that kept flying, proving that the man holding the Feng Xiao Sword was still alive and still fighting.

It was getting dark, and the sun was dimming.

The story of what happened on this day, those insistences, are difficult to tell in words.

Whether it is Lin Ji and Haoyue or the Yongzhou cavalry, they are all on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, a war horse neighed, and after this neighing, countless war horses screamed one after another, and they were finally frightened by the flesh and blood of their companions in front of them, and refused to go on.

Finally, some soldiers began to hesitate whether they could really kill the person in front of him who was obviously crumbling, but still couldn't stand.

The first ...... The second ...... The third ....... Finally someone felt the fear, and the only remaining trace of anger was gone.

Morale is always a wonderful thing, like a plague, instantly spread to the entire battlefield, just now the soldiers who were still holding knives desperately, at this moment have become a pot of porridge.

Their fear stems from Lin Ji's persistence and invincibility. So when they saw Lin Ji again, they were already frightened.

The remaining four or five thousand Yongzhou cavalry were like monkeys falling from a tree, like a receding tide, and after a moment they disappeared behind the front.

The wind was blowing, the blood was dripping, and the occasional wail was a testament to the fact that the battle had ever existed.

"Hehe....... Lin Ji looked at the soldiers who suddenly retreated, trembled and looked up to the sky and laughed, and then collapsed on top of the blood in an instant.

The soldiers who had lived through the war did not want to think about what had happened in those two days, and the scenes of blood and corpses flying everywhere in their memories hung over them like a nightmare.

Haoyue no longer chanted the sutras, but smiled and kept opening her mouth, chanting Amitabha, but she could no longer make any sound.

This is a battle that can be recorded in history, and with only two cultivators of the Zhiwei realm, it is worth the attack of nearly 10,000 soldiers. It not only confirmed the ability of the cultivator and overturned all the previous speculations about the cultivator's battle with the army, but also once again showed the world the strength and invincibility of the immortal mountain, even if the old gentleman is no longer the old gentleman of the past, but there is still an immortal mountain with the immortal mountain.

"Do you want to drink?" Lin Ji was wearing a linen robe, shook the wine jar in his hand, and looked at Haoyue, who was sitting opposite him, who was obviously a monk, but was wearing a robe, and couldn't help laughing a few times, the most difficult thing to coordinate was that although this robe was worn on Haoyue's body, it was indeed a bit nondescript when paired with the straw hat on his head to cover his bald head.

Haoyue frowned and shook her head. There were three dishes on the wine table, a plate of salt-baked peanuts, a plate of beef slices, and a plate of cold cucumbers.

"Now that you have left the Buddha Kingdom, then you can change those habits, and even if you eat a mouthful of meat, no one will be able to see it. Lin Ji pushed the dish of beef closest to him in front of him.

Haoyue shook her head: "Although I am not in the country of Buddha, I still have the heart of Buddha, and I can quit drinking and meat." Haoyue pronounced a Buddha name and said calmly.

"It's a good saying, a good sentence with a heart to the Buddha. Lin Ji laughed heartily and drank a pot of turbid wine together, but he choked his heart, couldn't help coughing a few times, and his chest tingled.

"Xiao Er, two more jars of wine. ”

"Come on, officer. Xiao Er shouted enthusiastically, and the atmosphere of this tavern suddenly became warm.

The taverns in Yongzhou City are slightly different from Canghai City, the difference between taverns and restaurants is that restaurants can make hot fried dishes, while taverns only have those cold dishes that have been prepared in advance, and most of the taverns are located in remote alleys, and the feet are biased, so the consumption of taverns is much lower than that of restaurants, which has become the best place for some poor people to consume, and has also become a place where news is transmitted faster.

"Did you hear that General Xue was defeated at the border of the Buddha Kingdom. ”

"What?"

"What? There are more than 10,000 cavalry in Yongzhou, how could they be defeated by Lin Ji's kid. Someone didn't believe it and snorted coldly.

"A few days ago, the defeated army has returned to the city, but most of them have not dared to return to the city directly, so the news has not yet spread, and it is estimated that it will be known to the world in a few days. The man sighed and continued.

"Is that true?"

"How can it be fake, I heard that the devil had a Buddhist master who helped and killed thousands of our cavalry, and even General Xue was killed by him. ”

"Huh, then the devil won't kill Yongzhou, right?"

"I don't think he would be so bold, after all, there are so many of us. The person who got the news thought for a moment and said.

"Hopefully, hopefully. The atmosphere in the tavern instantly cooled. The lively atmosphere at the beginning has also disappeared a little. Obviously, the name Lin Ji has also been classified as a demon in Yongzhou.

Lin Ji, who was sitting at the next table, looked at Haoyue and shook his head with a wry smile.