Nowadays, the war is fierce and dangerous. How can the Lord pursue the enemy alone?
Thinking of the lord's promise before, everyone understood a little bit!
In the battle of Wuliuzhuang, the lord did not pursue Wang Junkuo, otherwise Wang Junkuo would not have been able to escape so easily at that time.
Nowadays, the lord is scarred and severely injured. However, he resolutely seizes his horse and pursues the enemy. In addition to the fact that Wang Junkuo cannot stay, more importantly...
The lord's promise to the Liu family!
"Don't worry, just pay attention to the situation of the battle!"
Hong Bo quickly gave instructions and turned into an afterimage and chased Wu Xin.
"kill!"
Wu Long and others breathed a sigh of relief, shouted and rushed towards the enemy.
With Hong Bo guarding us and the enemy army completely defeated, there is basically no need to worry!
"Um?!"
While running wildly, Wang Junkuo turned his head and took a look. He was so frightened that his body trembled, his heart trembled with fear, and his legs were filled with strength and he ran as fast as he could.
However, the sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer, and the sense of death crisis is getting clearer and stronger!
Wang Junkuo is not Luo Shixin, and "Lihuo Shensha" is not good at speed either. He can't outrun a galloping war horse!
Five hundred meters...
Three hundred meters...
100 meters...
Seeing that even the bloody battlefield could not be seen, Wu Xin pursued him even closer, and there was also Hong Bo who followed Wu Xin step by step and was faster than the war horse and Wang Junkuo!
"etc!"
As soon as his mind changed, Wang Junkuo turned his head and shouted to Wu Xin, and then quickly followed up with an impassioned oath:
"We don't have much hatred, it's just a misunderstanding! I am willing to serve Magistrate Wu and die for Magistrate Wu and the people of Jurong..."
"No!"
Before Wang Junkuo's voice fell, Wu Xin, who was galloping on horseback, had already caught up with him. With a cold snort, he poured out the stick with all his strength and smashed it out...
Violent air currents stirred up sand and dust, mixed with howling wind and thunder.
"boom……"
Wang Junkuo was shocked. He did not expect that Wu Xin, who had come to Wuliuzhuang to recruit him, would act so decisively given his reputation and ability.
The true energy is violent, the momentum explodes, the whole body is blazing like a fire god coming to the world, and the ghost-headed sword blocks it...
"Click..."
The ghost-headed sword made of fine iron was bent by a stick, flew away, and was slapped on the chest...
There was a dense and clear sound of bones breaking, and Wang Junkuo soared into the sky and flew dozens of meters high, staining the sky with blood. I don't know how many bones were broken!
"Bah, bah, bah..."
Wu Xin grabbed the reins in his hand, reined in the horse and walked slowly.
Wang Junkuo fell, kicking up a lot of sand and dust, and blood quickly soaked the ground. He was already dead!
The parrot has a green robe, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, a red face, and a full beard...
Seeing the completely dead Wang Junkuo, Wu's heart was filled with excitement and mixed emotions.
"A handsome man in a green robe, a handsome man with a beautiful beard, a king of swords... Green Forest North Road Ladle Handle..."
"The famous genius in the previous life was beaten to death by his heavy stick like this. Is it my own sorrow? Or is it his sorrow?"
"I have always admired and admired the geniuses of history, and racked my brains to recruit them! Unexpectedly... before I could recruit any of them, I killed them first!"
"Perhaps, I have always thought wrong before!"
"Now that we have come to this world, the past history has not changed, but it is not completely unchangeable. The future history can... be created by ourselves!"
Countless thoughts came to mind, Wu Xian looked at the blue sky and sighed secretly.
He told Uncle Hong, who had been following him, "Go down and give him a good burial!"
Wu Xin was really not ashamed of Wang Junkuo's character, but he still buried him generously. It was just out of respect for Wang Junkuo, the historical genius in his memory of his previous life!
This is also what Wu Xin thought about the historical genius and historical trajectory before he was buried!
Would Wang Junkuo, who had not obtained "The Evil from Fire", still become the historical genius remembered in his previous life?
The genius of history is created by strength and opportunity.
Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?
History is created by people!
…
By the time Wu Xin and Hong Bo, who was dragging Wang Junkuo's body, returned, the battle was basically over!
Densely packed corpses and hideous and dazzling blood were scattered everywhere. In the center of the battlefield, there were layers of corpses and blood like streams.
"Lord!"
Wu Long and others were quite excited to greet Wu Xin.
With more than a thousand people, he defeated a team of more than 4,000 martial arts warriors, killed 70% of the enemy, captured 20%, escaped with 10%, and captured five large merchant ships worth tens of millions. He is indeed proud and proud!
more importantly……
First of all, the Xinwuwei of the survivors has at least improved a small level, so that the average cultivation level of Xinwuwei has returned to the seventh level of body refining. After a little rest, he can reach the middle stage of the seventh level of body refining. This is much faster than usual hard training, especially
He is Xinwuwei from the ancient city of Handan and Wuliuzhuang. He has a low starting point but has made greater and more obvious progress.
Secondly, the iron-blooded evil spirit and military soul were finally mastered, and the effect was unexpectedly powerful. Only the military leader Wu Xin knew the details!
Looking at the prisoners squatting densely on the ground, Wu Xin closed his eyes and remained silent, his face was heavy and expressionless, as if he was making a difficult decision and felt conflicted!
Everyone didn't know why the Lord was like this after the great victory.
However, thinking about our own casualties, the number of more than a thousand people was reduced by nearly one-fifth, and almost everyone was injured, everyone couldn't help but feel heavy!
"Strength! is the foundation!"
"The battle has just begun. Strength is the best guarantee..."
"Compassion should not be shown to enemies. Otherwise, it would be cruelty to one's own people!"
"The troubled times have emerged, and the killings continue! I will..."
"Use killing to stop killing, use force to stop fighting!"
Opening his eyes, Wu Xin muttered in confusion, his expression gradually becoming firm and solemn.
"My lord! This is how things are in the world. If there is a battle, there will be casualties. This is the law of nature and the law of survival. My lord, there is no need to..."
Wu Long and others looked at each other with worry on their faces. The commander-in-chief Wu Long quickly comforted them.
Before he finished speaking, Wu Xin looked at everyone and lowered his voice:
"Let Commander Liu arrange for Luo Shixin and others who are willing to surrender to guard the merchant ships! Recall Commander Liu, Commander Feng and others, and gather everyone, including those who were seriously injured before..."
Everyone looked at Wu Xin in confusion. Shouldn't they pack up and leave? Why recall everyone who was guarding the merchant ship?
"Kill all the prisoners to sacrifice the soul of the army!"
Wu Xin's breathing was a little rapid, he frowned and gritted his teeth before continuing in a deep voice with a firm tone.
"hiss……"
There was a gasp of cold air. Wu Long, Hong Bo, Wen Renzhong, and even the nervous Du Heng also changed their faces. They were shocked and shocked as if they met Wu Xin for the first time.
As a dead soldier, cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness are the basic qualities, and dark things such as massacre of the family and the destruction of the entire family are common occurrences.
However, it was still hard for them to believe that this order came from the mouth of the seemingly gentle lord, who ordered Zhixin's military guards to hunt down bandits in the Battle of Ziji, and tried his best to avoid killing innocent people in Wuliuzhuang...
Hongbo narrowed his eyes, as if he thought of something, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Sacrifice?!"
Wu Xin nodded slightly, obviously under a lot of psychological pressure, but with a firm expression!
"Sacrifice?!"
Wu Long and others were startled. This seemed to be a secret sacrificial method of the barbarians, and it was spread as an ignorant and false heresy.
"Xinwuwei improves by leaps and bounds every time he fights. Is it because of this? Including the amazing speed of recovery from injuries?"
Hong Bo asked again, clearing up the doubts and speculations of Wu Long and others.
Thinking back to the two previous group promotions, and then looking at the Lord...
The lord who was dying after being pierced by a silver spear now looks alive and well, without even a trace of blood. If it weren't for the hole in his abdominal robe, I would have thought that the previous severe injuries were an illusion!
"This is the way a dead soldier behaves. Those who are enemies...are killed! It has nothing to do with the Lord!"
Seeing Wu Xin's silence, Hong Bo understood. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, glanced at Wu Long, and said in a sure and matter-of-fact tone.
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