In the darkness of the night, the Wu Clan's vanguard cavalry, which had suffered heavy losses, did not retreat too far, but retreated to a meadow where they could barely see the traces of the valley prison in the dark night.

As the hooves of the entire cavalry stopped pounding on the ground, one of the riders stood out in abruptness.

For at one moment only the rider's horse was still moving, and in the next moment several riders surrounded the rider and surrounded him in the middle.

"Why?"

A sturdy Wu clan general with a giant scimitar on his back and a tiger-skin robe looked at the rider angrily and asked sharply.

Facing the angry shouting of this general, who was half a head taller than him, the rider who looked extremely ordinary, with a black scarf on his face, looked back calmly and said, "What why?"

Such an answer suddenly made the angry eyes of the burly Wu clan general burn even more.

"Why pay that price to assassinate that teenager?"

He squeezed out an incomparably cold voice from between his teeth, "Why do you want to retreat again? You should understand that even if the assassination is successful, it is impossible for us cultivators to come back, and then what?"

A neighing of horses sounded.

It is only when the power in the rider's hand changes that these well-trained military horses, which are almost identical to their owners, can make such a sound.

The neighing of the horse also means that all these riders want to question this person.

Obviously, if the rider could not give a satisfactory answer to these people, then he would be turned into a piece of flesh and blood in the grassland, which could be used as a blood sacrifice to the Wu warriors who had died because of his decision.

However, the rider, who was covered in a black scarf and obviously did not have a Wu accent, still didn't care, just raised his head indifferently and looked in the direction of the hillside in the distance, "Before questioning me again, you must first understand one thing, it is not that I am coming to be the general of your Wu clan, but that your Queen Wanyan invited me to be the general of your Wu clan." And even you, General Yelu, agree with this. So don't suspect that I have other purposes in leading the army, if you doubt me, you only suspect you Empress Wanyan and General Yelu. ”

His words and words themselves were so unceremonious that a louder neighing of horses rang out, but the look in the eyes of the riders on these horses, though their hands were unnaturally forced, had changed.

"You're angry now just because you don't know who the boy is. ”

The rider's gaze fell on the sturdy Wu clan general in front of him, but his tone was strangely gentle: "Not to mention those cultivators of Fangcai, even the lives of those cultivators of Fangcai are several times that of Fangcai, they are not worth the life of that young man." ”

"Why?"

It was still the three words of the first question, but at this time, the sturdy general of the Wu clan had already lowered his head, showing respect and asking for advice.

"Because that young man is Ding Ning, the first name of the Minshan Sword Society of the Great Qin Dynasty, from the simple point of view of this battle situation, he represents the Minshan Sword Sect. The reason why your Yelu General did not personally lead the army was because he wanted to keep the people of the Minshan Sword Sect from participating in this great battle. ”

The rider said lightly: "If it is for the entire general trend in the future that you may not be able to understand, even if our cavalry army is wiped out in exchange for killing him, it is worth it, because he is the person who has cultivated the fastest in the entire cultivator world so far, and he is also the person with the strongest comprehension in the entire cultivator world, and the strongest young talent in the previous Great Qin Dynasty can only be his student." ”

Minshan Sword Sect, General Yelu... A few words "most" were like a series of muffled thunder, which made the bodies of all the riders around them vibrate.

A heavy breath sounded like a horse neighing.

"A person like him, even without the protection of the cultivators of the Minshan Sword Sect, will not die easily. I don't believe that the Great Qin Dynasty will let people like him die easily, at least with my understanding of Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve, for some really strong people, especially those who are quite controllable, they will make the best use of them, and they will definitely let these people die after they are burned out like candles. The rider ignored the change in these people's expressions, and then said in a slow and mocking voice, "I created a situation where there is a good chance to assassinate this young man, just to see what other powerful cultivators are behind this young man... But I didn't expect this teenager to be so strong, I didn't expect the young people around him to be so strong. ”

"You don't know too much, you don't know that this young man is not only terrifying in addition to his cultivation, but he also has great judgment and insight, and to this day, I am sure that he is definitely the most formidable opponent I have ever met, as a general. ”

"In a sense, whether we can complete this mission, whether we can leave those tens of thousands of Qin troops in this wasteland, depends on whether we can kill that young man. ”

"If we can kill him, it means that this support army has no hole cards, if we can't kill him, then we can only give up this operation, turn back, and kill as many Qin troops as we can. ”

To force tens of thousands of Qin troops like lost dogs, what kind of price to pay, these Wu people naturally know better than anyone else.

It sounds completely unbelievable that it would be possible to abandon the final siege altogether just for the sake of a teenager.

However, in the rider's explanation, even some low-ranking sergeants who only knew combat knew that this was probably the cruel truth.

"Then why didn't you fill us all in?"

The sturdy Wu clan general had long lost his previous anger, and lowered his head even more humbly, saying, "We are not afraid of death. ”

"I know you're not afraid of death. ”

The rider looked at him seriously and said, "But as a general, what you need to consider is not the question of life and death, but whether this will have an effect on victory." If he can't be killed, and all the five thousand horsemen are wiped out here, this battle will also be unwinnable, and tens of thousands of Qin troops will also be able to return to Yinshan. ”

"So what should we do next?" asked the burly general of the Wu clan as he looked up at him helplessly as he looked at him like a fish dying of thirst.

"Wait. ”

The rider said coldly: "I have sent a message to the majority, and asked the majority to send enough and powerful enough cultivators to come, we must try to kill that young man, if not, then we can only retreat." ”

All of these Uzbes didn't know when or by what means the rider had sent the message, but they naturally believed that what the rider was saying was true.

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Stuck in the dark hillside, Ding Ning did not talk to some of the generals of the Su Guard Army and the generals in the Gu Prison Pass, but sat down next to the carriage of the eldest grandson Qianxue.

"You've been here twice in a minute, and I've just warned you that those two people are abnormal, but I don't have anything more to tell you. What the hell do you want to do?"

When a sergeant brought the food box and charcoal basin, when Ding Ning handed the food box into the carriage, the cold voice of the eldest grandson Qianxue came into his ears.

Ding Ning hesitated slightly, and then said seriously: "I don't want you to make a move." ”

The eldest grandson 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 gamble, the general in the opposing formation wants to try to kill me... And passively waiting for the opponent's next move is always the stupidest tactic, and I want to try to see if I can kill the general in the opponent's formation. ”

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 Sleeve too well, so she will definitely arrange for someone to follow me... Only if I truly encounter death will she appear. I'm going to force her people out, or we'll never be safe, we'll never be able to escape her sight. ”

There was silence in the carriage for a few more breaths, and then the cold voice of the eldest grandson Qianxue sounded, "I won't make a move." ”

Ding Ning also nodded silently and stood up, and then he began to walk slowly down the slope, looking at the bright moon that began to appear brighter and brighter in the night sky, thinking that it would take a lifetime to really see and understand a person, and the price was too great.