"What General Zhang said makes sense!" Ning Jiang couldn't help laughing after hearing this.
Before he could stop laughing, he suddenly heard someone in front say: "You want to use the quagmire to kill our soldiers, don't you think it's too cruel?"
Hearing this, the two Ning generals sitting on the horse were shocked, and their expressions changed drastically. They closed their eyes and looked forward carefully, but the white area ahead was covered with fog, and they could not see anything.
Clearly. Ning Jiang, whose surname was Zhang, subconsciously shouted loudly and asked: "Who is in front of you? Tell me your name!"
"General Feng Guo, Jiang Fan!" The visitor announced his name and title in an understatement.
The two Ning generals were startled at first, but soon calmed down. The title of general is very scary, but the name Jiang Fan is too unfamiliar. When it comes to Shangguan Yuanrang, everyone in Ning country knows it, and everyone knows it.
Speaking of Wu Guang and Zhan Hu, people also know that they are famous generals in Feng Kingdom, but when it comes to Jiang Fan, most people have no impression of them.
Jiang Fan's time with Tang Yin was too short, and he was low-key and indifferent, with no notable achievements. Naturally, he knew very little about Ning Jun.
"What general? If you have the guts, please stand up and don't pretend to be a ghost in the dark!" Ning Jiang curled his lips and said with a sneer. As he spoke, he looked at the Ning soldiers on the left and right and signaled with his eyes, asking them to rush forward and get it.
The soldiers of Ning Army were not afraid of Jiang Fan. People swarmed up and rushed forward.
Seeing a large number of soldiers under his command swarming forward, General Ning said with a smile: "General Zhang, you and I are lucky today. Maybe we can capture a general from the Feng Kingdom and go back to receive the merit..."
Before he could speak, he suddenly felt his back sink, as if something heavy had fallen on the horse's butt. At the same time, Zhang Ning, who was riding side by side with him, suddenly changed his face and looked behind him with his mouth agape.
Realizing that something was wrong, Na Ning instinctively turned around and looked behind him. What he saw was a ghost-like dark spiritual cultivator covered in black spiritual armor standing behind him, holding something like a handful in his hand.
The sword was not a sword but a strange weapon that looked like a bow but not a bow. Ning Jiang's heart sank and he blurted out: "Who is that person?"
"The person who wants your life!" While the dark spiritual cultivator was speaking, he also swung the weapon in his hand. The distance between the two was too close, and the opponent's attack was too fast, so fast that Ning would even
The consciousness to dodge didn't even come up before the sharp edge was already approaching.
The sharp points at both ends of the strange-shaped weapon accurately slashed across General Ning's throat. With a hiss, General Ning's neck was forcibly opened with a large opening of more than four inches, and the blood vessels, trachea, and neck muscles were severed.
Without making any cry, Ning Jiang still had a dazed look in his eyes, but he fell straight off his horse. It wasn't until he was lying on the ground that blood arrows were sprayed from the wound on his neck, and his limbs twitched a few times before disappearing.
movement.
"Ah!" General Ning, surnamed Zhang, was so frightened that he saw his companion being killed with one move. He didn't even dare to say a word, let alone take action, and turned his horse's head.
, whipped up and ran away.
The dark spiritual cultivator who suddenly appeared was none other than Jiang Fan, who was following him. Looking at Ning Jiang's fleeing figure, he sneered, stood on the horse, holding the purple gold bow in one hand,
The other hand crossed the bow body, and as he traced it with his fingers, a radiant spiritual string appeared on the bare bow body. He turned back and took out a purple gold arrow from the quiver at his waist, and stringed the bow.
The arrow was not pointing at General Ning, who was galloping away on horseback, but at Ben Kong.
Bang!
The spiritual string flicked, and the purple-gold arrow whizzed out, flying straight into the air. Then, the purple-gold arrow seemed to fly to the limit, drawing a perfect semi-arc curve in the air, and then fell straight down, falling in the right direction.
He was heading towards General Ning.
flutter!
This arrow, even with the most precise design, would never be so accurate. The purple-gold arrow did not hit General Ning, but passed over his head and nailed the horse's head hard. The power of this arrow
, directly penetrated the war horse's head and penetrated deeply into the ground. The war horse died on the spot, and the running body fell forward. Ning Jiang, who was originally sitting on the horse, screamed strangely, grabbed the ground with his head, and then was like a ball.
, rolling forward continuously on the ground, and the wheel was more than ten meters away before he stopped. However, at this time, he was knocked unconscious by the fall, and everything he saw was spinning rapidly and struggling.
He sat up and finally fell down weakly.
It is hard to imagine that in the fog, Jiang Fan could pass by General Ning with one arrow and kill his horse. The purple gold arrow in his hand was as if it had been given life. After Jiang Fan shot General Ning with one arrow, he took advantage of the situation.
Sitting on the horse at his feet, he didn't even pay attention to the stunned Ning soldiers around him. He urged the horse to run in front of Ning, who was still dizzy. He lowered his body, first retracted the purple gold arrow he shot, and then used the purple gold bow.
He lightly hit General Ning on the head with his arched back, knocking him unconscious, then grabbed his armor, lifted it up and put it on the horse, turned the horse's head, and returned to the original route.
There was no trace of sloppiness in this continuous running movement, and it was completed in one go. After he had ridden a long distance, the Ning soldiers who were standing there came to their senses. They were screaming and chasing Jiang Fan.
Of the two generals, one was killed and the other was captured. How could they let Jiang Fan leave so arrogantly?
Jiang Fan didn't walk very fast. It didn't take long for Ning Bing to catch up with him.
With a shrug and a smile, Jiang Fan reined in his war horse, raised his purple gold bow, and made a gesture of pulling the spiritual string. When the Ning soldiers saw this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they all ran around with their heads in their hands. Originally, a large group of people saw this.
When Jiang Fan drew his bow, all the birds and beasts dispersed and fled without a trace in an instant.
"Haha!" Jiang Fan chuckled, put away his bow, and continued to urge his horse back to his team.
Halfway through, he bumped into the Feng Army led by Zhan Hu. Seeing Jiang Fan, Zhan Hu asked dissatisfiedly: "General Jiang Fan, where were you just now?" On the battlefield, Zhan Hu
Jiang Fan was not seen at all. He didn't like people who took advantage of opportunities and hid behind when something happened.
Jiang Fan did not answer, but asked: "Where is General Zhan Hu going?"
Zhan Hu said confidently: "Of course I'm going to hunt down Thief Ning."
"No need to go."
"how?"
"Ning's army has dispersed. One of the two generals has been killed by me, and the other one is here." As he spoke, Jiang Fan patted the unconscious general Ning.
"Ah?" Zhan Hu and everyone around him were shocked. It was only then that they noticed that Jiang Fan had a man lying on his horse. People looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief and were speechless for a long time. The two generals of the Ning Army actually
They were all taken care of by Jiang Fan alone...
Zhan Hu was stunned for a moment, grinned widely, walked to Jiang Fan's horse, took the initiative to hold the reins of his horse, and said with some embarrassment: "So you went to chase the enemy general, I thought you
They took advantage of the chaos to hide!"
Jiang Fan looked up and chuckled, but didn't say much.
Killing a Ning general and capturing a Ning general is more important than killing more Ning soldiers. Especially now, Feng Jun has no understanding of the situation in Qingyuan City and capturing a Ning general alive.
This is just the solution to the current predicament. The rear troops of the Sky Eagle Army cleaned the battlefield and disposed of the corpses. Let alone the wounded for the moment, Jiang Fan and Zhan Hu, carrying the captured General Ning, returned to the Central Army to see Ziying.
Although the Feng Army defeated the sneak attack Ning Bing in this battle, the price paid was not small. In this battle, the casualties on the Feng Army's side were no less than 3,000, and there were also two grain trucks.
Three trebuchets and four city-breaking crossbows were burned.
Fortunately, Jiang Fan captured a Ning general alive, which greatly made up for Feng Jun's losses.
After hearing the battle situation of the rear army, Ziying immediately allocated another 5,000 elite troops to the rear army to strengthen the strength of the rear army, and assigned one of his capable generals to take charge of commanding the rear army. After dealing with all this,
His eyes fell on General Ning.
At this time, Na Ning was still in a coma, lying on the ground unconscious. Ziying looked at Jiang Fan, who said, "I just knocked him out, and pouring cold water on him will wake him up."
Ziying smiled, saluted Jiang Fan, and said seriously: "Thanks to General Jiang Fan for helping me this time!"
"General Ziying, you're welcome." Jiang Fan did not hesitate to return the salute.
Zhan Hu and Jiang Fan went together to support the rear army. During the battle, Zhan Hu worked harder than anyone else. He killed and wounded countless Ning soldiers, but in the end, when the merits were judged, he was often ranked at the back.
As the saying goes, even good steel should be used on the blade.
Sergeant Feng brought a bucket of cold water and poured it on the head of General Ning. General Ning, who was in a coma, shuddered and faintly woke up. Before opening his eyes, he murmured and groaned: "
Ouch...it hurts me so much..."
Hearing this, Ziying, Jiang Fan, Zhan Hu and other generals in the tent almost laughed out loud, and at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that General Ning was a weakling, so this was easy to handle.
Ziying walked up to Ning Jin, squatted down, looked at him closely, and asked with a smile: "General, is he awake?"
Ning Jiang had been fed the Sanling Pill and tied up by Wu Huada, so Ziying was not afraid that he would hurt her.
After listening to Ziying's question, Ning Jiang slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ziying, and then at the surrounding Fengjun Fengjiang. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then he understood what was going on.
His body shook, he took a deep breath, and shouted loudly at Ziying who was squatting in front of him: "I will fall into the hands of you and other wind thieves. You can kill or behead me as you please. Give me a good time!"
When he spoke, his expression looked like he was looking forward to death, but his eyelids were twitching involuntarily.
Who is Ziying? His shrewd eyelashes are empty even if you pull them out. He has been in the army for more than 20 years. What kind of person have you never seen? He snorted, shrugged indifferently, stood up and said
: "Since the general said so, it's no wonder that my men are ruthless. Someone, drag him out and chop him in half!"