Ling Tian didn't react at all to all the scoldings around him. His eyes were fixed on the twenty slave warriors who were about to meet not far away.
These twenty people do not seem to be as numerous as before, but at this time there are archers and melee warriors, and there is even more tacit understanding in cooperation.
Relatively speaking, this is more dangerous than the previous thirty melee warriors, even though the archery skills of each of those thirty melee warriors are not bad.
The scimitar hovered slightly in his hand, and Ling Tian took a deep breath.
Although there are only twenty slave warriors left now who are more dangerous than before, but after the crazy fighting just now, Ling Tian also has a better understanding of his current strength.
He didn't know where his current strength came from, but what Ling Tian was sure of was that his current strength was much stronger than before.
In his mind, every detail of the previous battle was constantly reflected in it, and then Ling Tian quickly absorbed everything in it. He began to understand clearly how to use the knife and how to face the opponent's knife.
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Then, how can you best protect yourself and kill your opponent?
Everything seems to have been deduced countless times.
Ling Tian is not unfamiliar with deductions between warriors. In fact, in the past, the Ling family also had worshipers who would conduct deductions about battles between warriors in the family, and then use this to teach the children of the Ling family.
However, in the past, those deductions were often made by the Ling family's worshipers who needed each other. In fact, not many of the Ling family's disciples could understand their deductions, even when those worshipers performed the deductions, they would give extremely detailed explanations.
However, if you don’t have the strength, no matter how good the explanation is, if you don’t understand, you just don’t understand.
But now, Ling Tian was deducing alone, but it was extremely strange that he completely understood everything in the previous battle.
In just a few breaths, although Ling Tian's physical quality has not been improved, Ling Tian's combat power has definitely increased by more than twice.
The figure curled up slightly. Ling Tian looked through the crowd at the slave warriors in the distance. You must know that there was a group of professional slave archers on the opposite side. No matter how much Ling Tian thought that his strength had improved, he was not sure that he could defeat them.
Those archers.
At this time, in the distance, the slave archers had begun to bend their bows and nock arrows.
It seemed like these guys planned to continue their long-range attacks to kill Ling Tian.
His brows furrowed slightly, and various hypotheses for an attack quickly appeared in Ling Tian's mind. Then, he began to exert force with his feet, just like the energy accumulated before a beast attacks. As long as the moment of attack, the power will explode in one breath.
But, at this moment, suddenly, sharp energy sounded from behind the slave archers, and then, arrows penetrated the slave archers one after another.
Half of the twenty or so slave warriors fell in an instant. Under the sneak attack of a group of soldiers who were not inferior to them in strength, these elite slave warriors were unable to create any invincible miracles.
In the blink of an eye, there were only about a dozen slave warriors left on the scene, and at this time, those slave warriors began to turn around quickly and shoot arrows behind them.
However, at this moment, Ling Tian's figure suddenly jumped out.
Like a hunting beast, the ground under Ling Tian's feet was kicked out of a hole. Immediately, Ling Tian's men appeared behind the remaining slave warriors in the distance, their scimitars spinning rapidly across.
Half of the dozen or so warriors fell again.
With a slash of the knife, Ling Tian didn't hesitate at all, and his figure quickly rolled to the side.
Another wave of arrows struck, and the remaining slave warriors fell to the ground one after another.
Two arrow rains, coupled with an attack from Ling Tian, wiped out all twenty slave warriors.
A little further away, a team began to walk up.
This is obviously a team of Si Jin's soldiers. It can be seen that these people are wearing the armor of Si Jin's army, and the man leading the team is wearing the uniform of a general.
Seeing this team appear, some of the people who were still alive suddenly started shouting with wailing voices.
"Yes, it's Li Ergouzi..."
The name shouted out by the crying voice made people want to laugh.
However, when listening to the shouts of the surviving people, Ling Tian's expression showed no hint of laughter.
Li Ergouzi, this is indeed a very unfashionable name. However, calling this name also means that the general is definitely familiar to these survivors, and even belongs to the same village.
Unexpectedly, there seemed to be countless quarrels between him and the survivors just now.
What those guys hate most now is probably not the slave warriors, but him.
Human nature will always blame others for one's own misfortunes, but Ling Tian, as a child of a noble family, is very aware of this.
In this era, there may be some children from aristocratic families who are useless, but there are definitely no dandies.
This is still an ancient era, and aristocratic families still pay attention to the elite policy. Therefore, every child of the aristocratic family, whether direct or collateral, can receive elite training from birth, as long as his name is recorded in the genealogy.
After this kind of training, there is no guarantee that everyone will be a genius and a good person, but there will definitely be no fool.
In just a few words of shouting, Ling Tian already understood the relationship between the two parties, and he even knew that he might be in trouble now.
His figure retreated slightly.
Although it is equally dangerous in the deep mountains, it will undoubtedly be even more dangerous if you stay here.
"Catch him, that little brat almost killed us all before..."
At this moment, someone among the survivors suddenly yelled.
Following these words, the troops who had just arrived all looked at Ling Tian, and the few figures who were still holding their bows and arrows pointed directly at Ling Tian.
Obviously, this means that if Ling Tian escapes, these guys will immediately release arrows to kill Ling Tian.
"Without me, they would have been killed long ago. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to say that I almost killed them? Moreover, at least 70% of the corpses on the ground died in my hands. Are you sure you want to repay kindness with vengeance..."
Ling Tian looked coldly at the people in the procession. In his words, he not only revealed that he was the savior of these survivors, but also revealed that he had killed many slave soldiers, demonstrating his strength.
As long as these people in the army are not fools, they will never want to continue fighting with him.
Their strength may not be stronger than the slave warriors who died on the ground. In a real fight, these guys may not be able to defeat Ling Tian.
"who are you……"
When those in the ranks heard Ling Tian's words, their expressions changed slightly. However, the arrows did not completely drop, but continued to point at Ling Tian.
"I was just a poor person who followed my family across the river, but was accidentally chased by slave warriors. I couldn't make it because of the rolling waves on the river, and was then killed and scattered by the slave warriors..."
Ling Tian spoke slowly. As he spoke, he held two scimitars and slowly backed away.
Ling Tian's retreat speed was neither too fast nor too slow, and each step followed a mysterious rhythm. However, it unabashedly showed that he possessed considerable strength, allowing those in the ranks to more clearly understand that he was not someone to be trifled with.
In fact, seeing his actions like this, those in the army were indeed afraid.
Watching Ling Tian retreat, the people in the ranks continued to maintain a vigilant posture, but no one wanted to catch up.
Although the survivors were stupid, they were not complete fools, and they kept their mouths shut when they saw the current state of both parties.
But, at this moment, suddenly, there were dull footsteps coming from not far away. Those footsteps were like slight thunder, neat but heavy. They were obviously made by a well-trained team walking in unison.
the sound of.
Hearing this voice, Ling Tian's expression suddenly changed. The team coming now, whether it was slave warriors or the people in the front, was definitely not a good thing for him.
At this moment, he had become enemies with both sides, and both sides would kill him directly if they had the chance.
"Lao Wu is here, Er Gouzi, take down that bastard..."
Among the survivors, an old voice sounded, and at the same time, behind the people in the procession, a team of at least a few hundred people, maybe even a thousand people, appeared there.
This was obviously another army from Si Jin, and it was a relatively complete army. Ling Tian could even see the different arms in this army, including cavalry, archers, spearmen, and shield infantry.
Ling Tian's brows wrinkled slightly again.
Such a complete team should theoretically not exist in the north now. You must know that after the slave warriors rebelled, they immediately targeted Si Jin's army.
As the successor of Dinghan, the army that once swept through all the wastelands and Liuhe also suppressed the surrounding areas during the years when Si Jin was established. All the slaves from various families in Si Jin were either suppressed or suppressed by these armies.
Just plunder them directly outside the customs.
Therefore, all the slave warriors knew that if they wanted to succeed in their rebellion, they must destroy all Si Jin's troops.
In the past few years, those slave warriors have indeed done such a thing.
Strictly speaking, there should be no complete Si Jin army in the north now, otherwise, not every family would move towards the south.
The homeland is hard to leave. If the north can still protect itself, even if it is willing to surrender to those former slaves to protect itself, which family is willing to move the entire family to the south.
So, under this circumstance, this complete Si Jin army seems a bit strange.
How did such a complete army of the Jin Dynasty survive? Are they a spontaneous combination among the people, or are they controlled by a certain aristocratic family, or are they just a certain army of the Jin Dynasty that has been preserved in hiding?
of.
These are all questions.
However, Ling Tian knew that he did not have any time or opportunity to explore these questions. If he did not escape, what was waiting for him would be to be directly surrounded and killed by this army.
"Don't let him run away, Lao Wu. If he runs away, he will spread our information and let those slave warriors come to surround us and kill us, thereby giving him a chance to escape..."
A huge roar sounded from among the survivors.
At this time, there was no hint of anger in the roar, it just sounded like a scheming one.
Ling Tian looked at the survivors. There was one who looked extremely miserable. He was just like an old farmer in the country who had been doing farm work all his life and was now alone in his old age. However, if you look carefully, you can see the eyes of this old man.
, but his eyes are so profound.
It feels like the wisdom of the entire world is contained within it.
The person with this special code is an old man at the level of military advisor.
Ling Tian suddenly realized that this old man was definitely one of those strategist-level beings in the late Dinghan Dynasty who had left countless legends in their wake. He was the kind of person who could bring chaos to the world with just one word, an idea, and a single plan.
All the previous doubts may have an answer. How can such a complete Si Jin army be preserved? This seems impossible. If there is such an old man at the level of a military advisor, then naturally it will not happen.
What's the difficulty?
An army of thousands of people is invincible, absolutely invincible...
Ling Tian quickly scanned the army that had just arrived, and then he quickly determined in his mind that he was invincible.
"We are not enemies. In fact, I just want to live now. My family has been destroyed. Now I am just a homeless poor man. I can join you. You should also see my fighting power. Absolutely
Enough to be a qualified soldier..."
Ling Tian said loudly.
At this time, his identity is no longer important, even if he is asked to be a beggar, it doesn't matter. Survival is the most important thing.
Since this team has a military advisor level, there must be other arrangements in the future.
I don’t dare to say that it can accomplish anything big, but at least the chance of survival is definitely not small.
"Xiao Wu, it's not like we just take him to death..."
However, Ling Tian's words did not make the strategist-level old man change his mind at all. With an almost stern and solemn voice, the old man roared again, and this time after the roar, the troops who had just arrived suddenly moved.
stand up.
Hundreds of people rushed out of the army and then dispersed. Various types of soldiers continued to spread, like peacocks spreading their tails. However, as the army dispersed, aura began to densely cover the entire jungle.
"Formation..."
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. As a child of a noble family, Ling Tian naturally knew the formation of the army. In fact, at the end of the Ding Han Dynasty, those military advisors were famous. Apart from their strategies, the most impressive thing was their formation.
A powerful formation can allow hundreds of newly trained farmers to defeat tens of thousands of elite soldiers.
Of course, military advisors have battle formations, and generals also have powerful force. A top military general can even kill an army of 100,000 people by himself.
Facing a formation prepared by an old man at the strategist level, Ling Tian knew clearly that there was absolutely no way he could escape.
