Jun Ci's indifference and indifference made the enemy generals feel indifferent.
The Northern Dynasties developed from various barbarian tribes, while the Southern Dynasties were the foundation of the Han Dynasty. They were even more self-righteous because of their cultural heritage.
Even the rough men in the army usually sneered at these things, but when they saw the barbarians from the Northern Dynasties, I looked even more vulgar than them, and naturally I felt extremely uncomfortable.
The sturdy general holding a halberd immediately drove his horse towards Jun Ci.
Almost as soon as he moved, Jun Ci, holding a spear in his hand, also rode up to meet him.
The horses of the generals of the Southern Dynasties were also good horses, but Junci's Achi was one of the best BMWs in the world, and it was faster.
The distance between the two people instantly shortened, and excitement appeared in the eyes of the Southern Dynasty general, as if he had imagined that the oncoming child would be killed by him with one move: "Grandpa will teach you today..."
Before he could finish his words, the piercing blade failed, and the slender figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he reacted, a sharp cold light flashed across his eyes, and the spear had already pierced his chest.
Jun Ci, who was holding a spear in his hand, had landed on the horse again.
This scene happened so fast that countless pairs of eyes of both armies were staring at the battlefield, but none of them could see clearly how it developed like this.
The general who responded to the challenge was killed with one blow. Jun Ci turned his horse's head and faced the guard on the tower who was still immersed in incredible astonishment: "Jun Ci of the Northern Dynasty, declare war again!"
The clear and powerful voice was loud and woke everyone up.
The thoughts of the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty were unknown. The county lieutenant who followed Jun Ci looked at the spear stretched out from his arm that was still bleeding. Jun Ci, who was sitting proudly on the horse, swallowed his saliva subconsciously.
Zhou Guang's assassination attempt on Jun Ci failed last night, and the county lieutenant knew that this man was an expert in martial arts. What he saw with his own eyes today really frightened him.
Although due to the enemy's contempt, the men sent were not among the best and bravest, but those who were qualified to come out to fight must be at least Shizhu or above. Just like that, Jun Ci shot him in the face, and he felt that he was facing the king.
Ci, that's the best it can be.
Immediately I was extremely lucky that he came with me today!
The officers and soldiers of the Southern Dynasty were astonished by how much they laughed just now.
Seeing that his subordinates were afraid of the tender-faced young general below, a building leader from the Southern Dynasty immediately stood up and said to the general on the side: "Commander, the last general invites you to fight!"
General Pi nodded: "Go!"
The enemy's arrogance must be suppressed and their morale must be revived.
He could defeat the enemy with one move and kill one of their masters. Although he looked at Jun Ci twice, he still didn't pay much attention to it.
There are two reasons: First, Jun Ci is too young. They have been marching all year round, and they all know that even those who only focus on martial arts will have a very difficult time achieving success at Jun Ci, who looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Secondly, the person on my side just now was indeed a love rival, and he was eager to destroy the opponent's prestige, so his moves revealed many flaws.
Soon, the leader of the enemy building came out with a chariot and a horse with two swords in hand. The opponent was about the same age as the man just now, but his eyes were a little sharper. He didn't look at Jun Ci with any contempt, and he was slightly defensive.
The army is a place where military merit and martial arts are used to subdue the masses. There are five to a dozen leaders under a building leader, depending on the number of troops in the army.
It doesn't mean that being able to surrender a Shi Lord can secure the position of leader. Just like Jun Ci training Qin Xiao, sometimes Wu Zheng and other Shi Lords will attack in groups.
Therefore, the strength of the leader is basically about ten times that of a leader.
"The owner of the six buildings of the left guard army under the governor of the Southern Dynasty..." The other party reported the name.
Jun Ci also responded in kind: "Jun Ci, the commander-in-chief of the Central Guard Army of the Northern Dynasties."
The soldiers of the Southern Dynasty were in an uproar. They did not pay much attention to some military maneuvers of the Northern Dynasty. Except for Zhou Rong, Zhou Guang, and Jun Xi, who were famous generals in the two dynasties, no one else heard about it.
I originally thought that Jun Ci was just a young pioneer, but I didn't expect that she was the commander of an army.
At this age, their commander-in-chief is not the most beautiful person in ancient and modern times, and he only took control of an army after he was weak.
They have seen someone at such a young age become a commander-in-chief...
The leader of the Southern Dynasty also took a deep breath. Even if he could become the commander, even if there were other reasons, he would never be a showman. Otherwise, the people in the army would not be able to suppress them and they would have rebelled long ago. Jun Ci would not be able to return the favor.
Qualified to go to the battlefield.
"Please give me some advice, General!" The six building masters showed enough respect.
As soon as he finished speaking, he gave a soft drink and drove his horse towards him like a sharp arrow.
Not taking advantage of him, Jun Ci inserted his spear into the reserved position beside the saddle and pulled out a long knife from one side.
There was a clang, the hilts of the knives met, and sparks burst out.
He originally thought that he could restrain Jun Ci with one sword, and then swiped the other sword at Jun Ci. At the moment when he and Jun Ci were in close combat, his other hand quickly turned around and held it against the handle of the knife that he and Jun Ci were cutting each other with.
The handle of the knife was still pressed to his chest by the huge force.
There was horror in his eyes.
This power...
This seemingly thin young man is actually so powerful.
Just when his heart was pounding with fear, Jun Ci suddenly shouted loudly, took advantage of the force pressing on the opponent's body, jumped up, and quickly kicked the opponent's body with both legs.
Fortunately, the opponent was experienced and decisively turned over from the horse, rolled on the ground several times, and stabilized his body.
At this time, Jun Ci also jumped over his horse and landed on the ground. With a little more strength, he swung his sword towards the opponent like a sharp arrow.
Before he could take a breath, Jun Ci's sword struck down again. The building owner, who had no time to react, had no choice but to raise his sword high.
After receiving this knife, his hands were numb from the shock.
The sword missed, Jun Ci turned around and struck a backhand sword from bottom to top, quickly knocking the opponent's sword away.
At the cost of losing a weapon, the man had an opportunity and swept down Jun Ci's lower body with his legs, forcing Jun Ci to retreat and take the opportunity to roll over and get up.
He hurriedly rushed towards his weapon, but Jun Ci did not give him this chance.
Knife after knife after knife.
Every time he was narrowly missed, every time he was barely dodged.
Until the person is out of breath from hiding and his physical strength declines rapidly.
Jun Ci forced the person to a blind spot in the upper field of vision, and then curled his lips: "It's time to end."
There was another sword strike, which seemed to be no different from the one before. The leader of the Nanchao Building also subconsciously dodged as before, but he did not dodge this one.
The knife struck his head into his shoulder blade, and one of his arms was almost severed.
He screamed and quickly lost the pain.
"General!" I heard the screams of my comrades on the tower and knew that no one was alive.
Sure enough, in the next moment, Jun Ci appeared in front of everyone holding the opponent's helmet.
She did not decapitate him, and the knife that seriously injured her did not cut off an arm.
By dying and leaving a whole body, she was paying back the respect that the other party had just given her.