Chapter Forty-Eight: Fleeing the Road
Ji Ling wanted to leave, but Levi stopped in front of him, blocking his way and not letting him go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The officers and soldiers of the Nanyang Army didn't know who to listen to for a while, and they saw that their generals didn't respond positively to what the enemy general said, but just said that it was a divisive plan, and their own supervising army Sima and the main general clashed again, which made them not know what to do.
Seeing that Li Wei was in front of him, Ji Ling was furious and scolded: "Little Li Wei, do you dare to obstruct me from leading the army to break through, do you want to kill everyone?" If you don't get out of the way, you could have been killed by disobeying the military order. ā
Li Wei was unmoved, and still stood in front of him, "Ji Lingxiao'er, you dare to kill me?" Do you know that I am with my lord..."
Before he finished his sentence, he saw himself in the air and, it seemed that the whole world was spinning, and then he saw that all the soldiers were looking at him with surprised expressions, and Levi saw that his body was actually gone, and the neck of a headless corpse was still spewing out of a pillar of snow, and before he landed, the last thought in his head was: Ji Ling, he really dares to do it!
Ji Ling knew that if he killed Li Wei, I am afraid that the generals would doubt themselves even more, but now Dian Wei has led the army to kill from the front, and the Yellow Turban Army behind seems to have killed through the rear army and has entered the Chinese army, and there are still a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers on the hillsides on both sides, if he does not quickly lead the army to break through, I am afraid that he will become a prisoner of the Yellow Turban Army again today, and Ji Ling knows that he has violated Liu Zhi's wishes, so if he falls into the hands of the Yellow Turban Army again, Then the result must not be much better.
Therefore, Ji Ling had no choice but to kill Li Wei in public, although he knew that he shouldn't kill this person, at least now was not the time to kill him, but at this time, Ji Ling couldn't care so much in order to save his life.
Ji Ling killed Li Wei, the soldiers of the Nanyang Army were obviously a little stunned, and many of them had even secretly aimed the weapons in their hands at Ji Ling, ready to resist him when he had the next move.
"The army will follow me to support the Chinese army, and before the encirclement of the enemy army is completed, follow me to fight a bloody road!"
Ji Ling said, so he took the lead and rushed in the direction of Taniguchi.
Although the soldiers of the Nanyang Army still had doubts about him in their hearts, the situation was very urgent at this time, if they did not follow the main general to act quickly to break through, they were afraid that it would be difficult to escape this place today, so they followed Ji Ling one by one and rushed towards the place at the mouth of the valley.
On the hillside, Guo Jia walked to Liu Zhi's side and said to him: "Lord, Ji Ling, they have all rushed to the rear army, and the army we deployed at the mouth of the valley is small, and it is estimated that they will not be able to resist it." ā
Liu Zhi nodded, glanced at the tens of thousands of "Yellow Turban Army" around him, and said confidently: "Don't worry, they can't run, it's just that it will take a little more time." ā
On Liu Zhi's side, there were only a few hundred soldiers, and the rest were scarecrows pretending to be soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.
Ji Ling led the army to kill the Chinese army, and met a general who made a big knife in person, this person is not very tall, but there is a god in his eyes, his body is strong, and a big knife in his hand Ji Ling estimates that there are at least sixty catties, he has a heart in his heart, there are really many good hands in the Yellow Turban Army, and the black guy he met before and the general who made the big knife He is not an opponent, and the person in front of him does not know how martial arts are.
It was no one else who took the Yellow Turban Army to rob the rear army of the Nanyang Army, it was Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, the two of them used a knife and a stick, although the force was not as high as Dian Wei and Xu Chu, but their opponent was not a military general at the same level as them, but a group of soldiers who were not very experienced, the two of them fought into the enemy formation, like a wolf into a flock of sheep, and the Nanyang Army was killed, although the number of soldiers brought by the two was not much, only a thousand people, but it was the spear army that was the best at attacking and defending in this narrow terrain, Twenty soldiers lined up in a row, all of them were in one action, that is, stabbing forward, the combat effectiveness of the rear army of the Nanyang Army was not strong, and there were all kinds of things blocking the road, making them crowded together, and there was no way to resist the opponent's spear formation, not to mention that there were two big killers in front of them, and their formation had already been dispersed, which caused the rear army to retreat so quickly.
Ji Ling took the lead and rushed towards Zhou Cang, Zhou Cang also felt the murderous aura on Ji Ling's body, he slashed down the two soldiers of the Nanyang Army with one sword, left everyone behind, and urged the horse to meet Ji Ling, the two suddenly collided together, and the swords and soldiers met each other, making a loud noise, which shocked the soldiers to cover their ears.
That's a lot of strength!
Ji Ling was secretly surprised in his heart, although this general was inferior to Xu Chu in terms of knife skills, but he did not lose much in strength, this knife shocked Ji Linghu's mouth numb, he was surprised in his heart, so when the two sides were wrong, he gave up Zhou Cang and rushed to the ordinary soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, wanting to open a breakthrough and lead everyone to rush out.
"Ji Lingxiaoer, eat your Grandpa Pei!"
Just as Ji Ling walked forward, he met a black-faced general who was holding a mace more than a foot long, I don't know if it was because of the excessive sun, why the team of the Yellow Turban Army was full of black-faced guys.
Pei Yuanshao's shout shook Ji Ling's eardrums, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, the strength of martial arts can sometimes be judged by the voice, good martial arts, then you have enough confidence, and the voice of shouting will be loud, so Zhang Fei's roar in Changbanpo scared the other party not to move forward, which is indeed somewhat reasonable.
But at this time, it is important to escape, since the other party is blocking his way, then he can only kill out.
Ji Ling stabbed Pei Yuanshao with a knife, after all, Ji Ling was a first-class military general in the world, and his martial arts were much higher than Pei Yuanshao's.
This knife came quickly, Pei Yuanshao opened his eyes, shouted, waved his stick from the bottom to the top, and wanted to push Ji Ling's knife away, the weapons of the two collided together, making a loud noise, Pei Yuanshao only felt that his chest was disgusted, his right hand and arm were numb, and the tiger's mouth was also shaken open.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, obviously his internal organs were shattered, but he didn't care at all, and instead shouted: "Happy! Again! ā
After speaking, he took the initiative to attack, and against Ji Ling, he split Huashan with a stick, this move was extraordinary, and the rod brought the sound of the wind, and it was in front of him in an instant.