Chapter 37: The Assassins
From Changling to the northwest, the more you see the grass and trees are yellow.
Many sergeants of the Su Guard Army looked at Ding Ning's back in front of them, their eyes full of puzzlement.
As early as the beginning of this migratory march, the vast majority of the sergeants of the Su Guard Army had great respect for Ding Ning, and Guo Feng, the highest general in the army, was even more loyal to Ding Ning.
In many of the Qin armies, many of the orders of the military advisors would eventually become orders for the whole army to follow.
Since leaving Changling, all the orders of this team on the march have also come from Ding Ning's mouth.
It's just that in the eyes of these sergeants, Ding Ning doesn't show anything amazing, but often does something incomprehensible.
At this moment, the canyon that was most vulnerable to ambush had passed, and in front of them was a large plain, and there were only some scattered peasant villages in sight, but Ding Ning made them stop, and they had stopped for a long time.
It's just that Guo Feng, the top general of this army, doesn't think so.
Because he knew very well how many things Ding Ning had done in these seemingly peaceful days that shocked him.
"Are you sure they're going to do it here?"
He glanced at the wilderness of Pingchuan ahead, looked at Ding Ning solemnly, and asked.
"These are some Quicksand Sect cultivators, hiding in such a place is no different for them than hiding in other places, what they are most afraid of is only those few talismans in the army. ”
Ding Ning turned his head to look at him, nodded, and said: "The most important thing is that after crossing this plain, they will arrive at the border city, they should feel that there will be no chance to make a move after this, there are already some disputes between them, so they will definitely make a move here." ”
Guo Feng couldn't understand how Ding Ning concluded that those cultivators who had been discovered by Ding Ning a few days ago had shown disagreement, but since Ding Ning's judgment had not been wrong a few days ago, he still chose to believe Ding Ning.
"Why are we forced to fight?" Nangong Caishu, who was standing on the other side of Ding Ning's side, asked softly with a deep frown, a solemn look.
"Some enemies are not permanent. ”
Ding Ning turned his head to look at her, and said slowly: "Some enemies are just carrying orders, if they can't achieve the order, or they just miss it. These people may not be your enemies in the future, and they may not be encountered in future battles. Some Assassins were not likely to act if they were aware of it. Avoid as many battles as possible, so as to preserve our strength as much as possible, after all, our mission is only to get to where we need to go first, not to annihilate the enemy along the way. ”
After a pause, he looked at Nangong Caishu and continued: "The most important thing is that someone dies in every battle... Especially when a large number of practitioners are facing an army. ”
Nangong Caishu took a deep breath, she unconsciously turned her head to look at the sergeants in the back, she completely understood Ding Ning's efforts these days, and felt that she had learned a lot from Ding Ning's few words.
"Even deliberately leaving clues to warn them can't scare them, but it just makes some of them disagree, which is only two possibilities. ”
"One is that they received a death order and can't go back at all, and the other possibility is that they are just using it to touch the bottom of this army, or consume some strength, and there are really strong people behind them who have not made a move. ”
Ding Ning then slowly finished these two sentences, and then looked at Guo Feng and said seriously, "No matter which possibility it is, I want the next army to be completely controlled." ”
Guo Feng laughed and said in a cold voice: "Since you know that this is related to the lives of my brothers, and you dare to make such a request, then I will hand over this army to you now." ”
"I've been here for so long, telling them we're ready, and if they're still here, it's going to be an inevitable fight. ”
Ding Ning lowered his head slightly, he felt a familiar feeling, but he didn't like this feeling.
Several orders were given directly.
The army, which had been silent for a long time, began to move.
Because these orders are strange, they seem a little confusing for a while.
It's just that Ding Ning didn't need to rush for time, so he waited until the army became calm again before he signaled to move on.
Several heralds came directly to him at Guo Feng's signal to ensure that his orders could be given as soon as possible.
At this time, there was still half an hour before the evening, and the weather was slightly cool, but it was extremely comfortable to be breezy in the march and bask in the sun.
There were only a few border towns in this area from Yinshan, and there were no roads in the wilderness, the chariots crushed the wild grass, and the armor on the sergeant's body rubbed against the blades of grass, making a strange rustling sound.
Ding Ning was in the second row of chariots at the front, he always frowned and looked around in front of him, seemingly listening carefully to the noise in the wind, and suddenly, his hand was erected up, and the flesh and blood on the edge of the gap between his fingers were reflected in the sunlight as a blood-red.
"Stop!"
The herald and all the troops of this army were extremely familiar with this gesture, but in order to prevent anyone from being overwhelmed, several heralds let out a terrible cheer at the first time.
When everyone's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the world was quiet, a murmur clearly appeared in the grass and reached everyone's ears.
There were blades of grass splashing out with the cold sword qi, and above a yellow and misty wave of qi, countless yellow and green blades of grass fragments soared upward, like a yellow body, a dragon with yellow-green scales and armor rushed through the grass!
"Flying Sword!"
All these sergeants who could not understand Ding Ning's previous actions and orders all reacted.
Beneath the blades of grass, and even in the crevices of the dirt, there were many pairs of eyes watching this army.
Suddenly seeing this sword light, an incomparably angry light suddenly appeared in these eyes.
The anger of these practitioners comes from having their companions strike first.
But it is undeniable that since the action has been made, and when this army loses its mind at this moment, most people are attracted by that flying sword, this is also the best opportunity to make a move.
Just at this moment, under the blades of grass, there were many subtle sounds like flowing water.
Looking at that flying sword, many sergeants were extremely angry, but Ding Ning's expression did not change at all.
"Heavy Crossbow, Ghost Fire, Moon Blade!"
He just drank three names in a very hurried tone.
At the same time, several heralds beside him made three gestures in a row.
Just at this moment, the air behind the army was torn to pieces by the light of gold and iron and the turbulence of heaven and earth vitality.
Hundreds of metal streamers fell like meteors.
The meteor was followed by dozens of crescents that seemed to be extremely heavy... These crescents were more than ten feet long, and the moment they fell to the ground with a terrifying whine, they burst along the runes, exploding into more metal blades more than two feet long.
The last thing that appeared in the air was hundreds of dark green flowing fires.
When they fell, the grass clippings in the air and the dead grass on the ground burned directly.
A sea of fire.
The area between fifty and a hundred paces behind the Su Guard was in a sea of fire.
As the first heavy bolts, as thick as a child's arm, roared from the ballista, the grass fifty or sixty paces behind the army boiled and several angry shouts erupted.
The four cultivators rushed up from the ground, sword light flying around them, and they struck away the heavy crossbow arrows that fell.
However, in the next moment, the bodies of these four cultivators were torn out by the terrifying whirling shattering moon blade, and in the terrible scream, the dark green flowing fire continued to fall, piercing through their bodies as they continued to scatter and fly.
Looking at such a picture, looking at the four cultivators who had been torn apart and died in the flowing fire, all these sergeants were shocked to the point of no return.
"How so?"
A cultivator who appeared in front of the army cried out in no comprehension.
He saw that Ding Ning's flying sword, which was flying violently at the tip of the grass and towards the chariot, suddenly reversed direction and fell to Ding Ning's left side.
A crisp thump sounded.
A flying sword that shone slightly cyan flew into the sky.
This flying sword, which had been silent before, was picked out by the grass, and was picked out by the flying sword that seemed extremely violent before.
(Tomorrow is expected to be three more.,JJ has been cut.,You see JJ won't publish books for the time being)