Chapter 250: The Wind Chaser

The cold sword light, indescribably chic and elegant!

It seemed to be slow and fast, and under the golden-red sword, it was stubbornly blocked in front of the four people.

And Ji Rentu's face also became very pale because of this sword cut from the sky!

Before he could give the order, a group of black-armored soldiers around him were beaten, and there was a scalp-tinging bang!

"Bang!bang!bang!"

That's the sound of the crossbow string breaking!

Just this sword light not only blocked the bald man's momentum, but also cut off the crossbow strings of nearly a hundred black-armored soldiers around.

Ji Rentu's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be able to drip water, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Everyone listened to the order, collected the troops and retreated for five miles!"

With this order, Zhang Heng, who was guarding the rear, immediately ordered someone to ring the golden gong on behalf of the retreating troops.

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The sudden withdrawal of the black armor soldiers made the warriors on the side of Yinren Village a little stunned. But after all, if this offensive and defensive battle ends with the enemy's retreat, it can be regarded as a phased victory for its own side.

And a young man in a white coat and hood was already standing on the camp wall of Liangchen Gang at this time, and he looked at the black-armored soldiers who were slowly retreating.

The young man knew these black-armored soldiers very well, and as early as ten years ago, he had learned the scene of being set on fire by this group of people's demon-breaking crossbows. At that time, he was only in his twenties, but he faced more than 3,000 black-armored soldiers, and the scene was much larger than now.

This person is none other than the one who has just returned from Tiexin Village in the east, Li Chengtao!

When Yi Xifeng saw that sword light, his hanging heart finally let go.

"You've finally arrived!"

The white boy collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up. The golden-red sword just now made him truly understand what it means to go through life and death.

And after experiencing countless lives and deaths, people tend to become more and more afraid of death.

He frowned slightly as he looked at the broken crossbow that had been left behind, but he still stood up and collected them one by one.

Zhao Yunming looked at the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice: "It's good that you're here!"

Li Chengtao nodded and said softly: "Something happened to the eldest brother, and he may not be able to come out of the monuments in the near future." So it's late. ”

The tall and thin middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's not too late, it's not too late! My old bones have just started moving, but that guy Qingzhu really wants to thank you." ”

The pale-faced middle-aged mountain patrol team smiled bitterly: "What I owe to the captain is not a little bit of a star." ”

"It's okay, as long as you want to pay it back, you can always pay it back!" Li Chengtao quipped.

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Just when Yinren's side was glad that the enemy had withdrawn, Ji Rentu's side was in a different situation.

Hu Qingzheng's face was covered with sweat, he looked up slightly at the burly man sitting on the top, and didn't dare to say anything.

The burly bald man had a gloomy face, glanced at everyone, and asked the middle-aged scribe standing beside him in a deep voice: "Sir, what do you think of this person?"

Zhang Heng immediately bowed down and said: "I haven't practiced martial arts in Xia, but judging from the sword just now, this person should be the one who chases the wind!"

Ji Rentu, who was sitting at the top, nodded and sighed: "You may have doubts, why did I withdraw as soon as I saw this wind chaser?"

He didn't care about the reaction of the people under him, and replied to himself: "It's just because the other party did keep his hand!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers in the audience immediately whispered.

And the few black-armored generals who had followed Ji Rentu's side before repeated the scene to their colleagues around them, and soon more and more generals had extremely ugly faces.

Seeing that the subordinates in the audience were talking about it, the bald man did not say anything to stop it, but after the tea effort, he waited for everyone to calm down before he spoke: "This Li Chengtao can cut the crossbow strings of nearly 100 soldiers with one sword, and he can cut their throats with one sword! Even if he is protected by armor, more than half of the casualties are killed!"

He paused, then continued, "You can think about it, how many of us have enough to kill this person?"

When one sentence was asked, the faces of the generals in the audience became even more ugly.

"Of course, we can comfort ourselves that with that sword light, the other party can't use it like drinking boiled water. Ji Rentu glanced at everyone, "But who is sure that the other party can only do it once? twice? or three times? How many lives can we fill in?"

Zhang Heng saw the bald man's dilemma at this time, and said: "The general is right, this person is extremely dangerous, and it is wise for us to choose to retreat." ”

All the generals also reacted, bowed down one after another, and said: "The general is wise! Retreating is a foolproof strategy!"

Ji Rentu glanced at everyone, and said indifferently: "All the gentlemen will return to their posts first, although we will not attack the Liangchengang camp for the time being, but the other party can't be unguarded against sneaking attack on us!"

Everyone bowed down and took the order away, and at this time, only Liu Dong and Hu Qingzheng were left in the big tent. The two of them are one of the four horsemen who have followed Ji Rentu for the longest time, and they naturally understand the thoughts of their own adults.

The two stood silently in place, not looking up at the bald man sitting on the top. When the last black-armored soldier left the camp, Ji Rentu made a "poof!" sound and spit out a mouthful of blood!

The red armor rider didn't say a word to the Bijia man, and immediately flashed behind the bald man, his palm against the man's back, and a steady stream of internal energy flowed into his body.

Ji Rentu also couldn't bear it, and from the hard connection of the sword just now, not only was his "Huangyan Three Questions" blocked, but he was also seriously injured. The most fundamental reason why he chose to withdraw his troops so resolutely was that he was seriously injured!

For a general, would he care about the life and death of dozens or hundreds of soldiers? If in another case, he could use the lives of ordinary soldiers to wipe out Li Chengtao's sword light slash, let alone hundreds of people, even if he smashed more than 1,000 people here, as long as he could kill Li Chengtao, he would not hesitate to do it!

It's a pity that things are not as the bald man wants, and this serious injury made her have to choose to avoid the edge for the time being.

And Liu Dong and Hu Qingzheng obviously noticed these abnormalities from the beginning. So he didn't say a word from the beginning, and the middle-aged scribe didn't guess Ji Rentu's intentions until later.

Therefore, Zhang Heng did not deliberately stay at this time, because this kind of hindsight does not add points to his impression of the person in power, but will cause disgust. Only people like the Red Armor Man and the Bijia Man who stand their ground from the beginning will be trusted.

Of course, this is not to say that Liu Dong and Hu Qingzheng are better than Zhang Heng in speculating on people's hearts, but after all, these two participated in the battle with Ji Rentu and felt the demeanor of that sword up close.

So the two of them can guess, and it's understandable. In this way, the three of them were in the camp tent, and they were recovering from their injuries, but fortunately, the bald man should not have any worries about his life, although Li Chengtao's sword was very powerful, but after all, it was a group attack swordsmanship.

"Guanghan Nineteen Prefectures?tsk, the name is indeed very appropriate!" Ji Rentu smiled helplessly.