Ling Xiaohan's war horse also jumped into the battlefield.

By the light of the torches, Ling Xiaohan saw a few anti-thieves with yellow belts on their heads, and rushed towards him with a shout.

"General be careful!" Behind him, Lu Gong shouted loudly.

The handle lights up white.

The knife in his hand fell, and the knife in his sleeve slashed at one of the anti-thief soldiers.

The Yellow Turban soldier fell in response, and the others were completely stunned, staring at the sleeves in Ling Xiaohan's hand, opening their mouths wide with a look of disbelief.

Ling Xiaohan's target was not these stragglers.

The handle was bright again, Ling Xiaohan turned over from the horse and landed steadily-using the handle to control the action, the effect was different.

The few Yellow Turban soldiers looked at Ling Xiaohan like monsters, their expressions were frightened, and then they turned around and ran.

At this time, Lu Gong also dismounted, and was about to chase after him with the spear in his hand.

Ling Xiaohan hurriedly stopped: "Don't go!" ”

Lu Gong stopped and looked at Ling Xiaohan with a little puzzlement.

Ling Xiaohan looked around, surrounded by soldiers who were fighting each other, and then he ran towards the front, and Lu Gong hurriedly followed closely.

In front of him, a soldier of his own army and a yellow turban soldier were fighting hard.

After waving the knife again and slashing the Yellow Turban soldier from behind, Ling Xiaohan asked the soldier of the army, "Where is General Liu?" Where is it? ”

Seeing that it was Ling Xiaohan, the soldier hurriedly bowed: "General! General Liu is leading the army to fight the enemy at the front! ”

As he spoke, he pointed behind him.

Ling Xiaohan turned around and jumped on his horse again, and in the direction that the soldier pointed out just now, he ordered Lu Gong to chase after him.

Where the war horses galloped, the battle raged endlessly, and from time to time there were yellow turban thieves surrounding them, all of whom were killed and retreated one by one with the sleeve knife in Ling Xiaohan's hand.

After running for a distance, it seemed to leave the battlefield, and the surroundings gradually became dark.

Ling Xiaohan only felt that something was wrong, but Lu Gong pointed his whip and shouted, "General, look!" ”

Ling Xiaohan looked over, but saw that in the dark night ahead, there were several lights, and there was a faint sound of fighting.

"Just go there!" Ling Xiaohan ordered.

Lu Gong quickly whipped his horse, and the white war horse roared and galloped away.

After a short walk, the shouts of killing became clear again, and dozens of figures were fighting each other in the firelight.

Ling Xiaohan saw at a glance the white war horse standing "lonely" on the side not far away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"Stop!"

Ling Xiaohan ordered, and Lu Gong restrained the war horse.

The horse raised its armored front legs slightly and neighed twice.

Ling Xiaohan jumped down, and Lu Gong also dismounted.

And at the same time as his feet hit the ground, Ling Xiaohan took advantage of the fire in the distance to see a person with a yellow turban on his head, fleeing towards the dark forest on one side, and several soldiers of his own army were chasing behind him, and following these soldiers was a military general who was wielding a weapon to command, it seemed that the military general was ordering the soldiers to chase after the yellow turban thief, and he himself seemed to be ready to chase after him, but soon a few yellow turban soldiers surrounded him, and the military general could only deal with those yellow turban soldiers first.

Because it was dark and the distance was a bit far, although there were torches shining, Ling Xiaohan couldn't see the appearance of the general.

But he could see who the fully armored general was.

This situation at this time is one of the most satisfying situations among the possibilities that Ling Xiaohan has imagined before, or rather, it is simply a "God-given opportunity".

"General! General Liu must be there! Lu Gong said busily.

Ling Xiaohan nodded, but pointed to the direction where the Yellow Turban thief who fled towards the forest just now finally disappeared in his eyes: "Have you seen it?" ”

Lu Gong nodded violently: "The villain saw it!" A yellow turban thief escaped! ”

Ling Xiaohan immediately said, "Father-in-law, you go and catch him back!" Or kill him! ”

Lu Gong was stunned: "Villain...... And what about the general? ”

"You don't have to worry about me! Hurry up! Don't let him run! Ling Xiaohan urged, "If you catch him, you will be considered meritorious!" ”

When Lu Gong heard this, he came to the spirit and responded loudly: "Yes!" Generals should be careful, too! ”

After saying that, he spread his legs and ran towards the forest.

Ling Xiaohan was afraid that Lu Gong was in danger, so he hurriedly added: "Be careful!" If you can't beat him, you'll run! ”

Lu Gong turned around and bowed: "Yes!" Thank you, General! ”

However, he turned too quickly, and his helmet was flung to cover half of his face, which looked a little ridiculous.

With that, he turned and ran away again, straightening his helmet with his hands as he ran.

Ling Xiaohan looked at Lu Gong's somewhat funny back, and began to worry a little about him, but when he thought that there were still a few soldiers chasing the yellow turban thief, he didn't feel too dangerous, at most, those soldiers had never beaten the yellow turban thief, or were killed by the yellow turban thief, would Lu Gong be stupid when he saw this kind of scene?

Although he regretted a little in his heart for letting Lu Gong chase after him, Ling Xiaohan had to do it again, because if he wanted to implement his plan, he had to support Lu Gong.

Now, Lu Gong has already run towards the forest, and in front of him is the military general who is fighting with the anti-thief soldiers, and the conditions for implementation have been fully met.

Ling Xiaohan took a breath, pondered for a while, and then lifted his sleeve knife, looked at the "Jueying" button on the handle, held his breath and concentrated, and his gaze slowly fell on the military general who was fighting in the distance.

As soon as his heart moved, the white light of the "Jueying" button lit up.

At this moment, Ling Xiaohan suddenly became nervous, and when he thought of the changes that were about to follow, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his back - although it was not the first time he had used this skill, after all, he had only tried once or twice, and he was not familiar with how to use it at all, he only relied on his own exploration, and those one or two attempts were too few.

The most important problem is that he doesn't know if this time "Jueying" will be successful, because this time the distance is much farther than what he tried before.

I didn't have time to think about it anymore, and in an instant, the object in front of me instantly turned into a wave-like stripe of color, as if a freshly painted watercolor painting had been vigorously rubbed back and forth, and then my eyes turned black.

Immediately afterward, there was another light in front of him, still rippling colored ripples, accompanied by a splitting headache.

The ears regained their hearing, and the sound of fighting immediately poured in, but this chaotic sound instantly became dozens of times louder, and the noise close to the ears made Ling Xiaohan instinctively want to cover his ears with his hands.

But this action was not made smoothly, and Ling Xiaohan immediately realized that it was because he did not press the handle.

He was just about to "press" the handle button again, but his vision suddenly became completely clear, and several wanton jumping firelights came into view, and the first thing he saw was the back of a fully armored military general in front of him.

Before I could take a second look, I only felt that my heart was pounding violently, and at the same time, my stomach was turning upside down, a spasmodic cramp, and a nausea that was going against the current rushed from my stomach to my mouth, and I opened my mouth to vomit but couldn't vomit, as if my esophagus was knotted, piled up in my neck and chest, and the feeling was really uncomfortable.

Ling Xiaohan kept retching, and naturally made a little sound.

"Who attacked the general!"

But the military general in front of him turned around sharply and stabbed the spear in his hand towards Ling Xiaohan.