Fish swimming around the world

The first fight of the battlefield, Lord Jiang, was extremely embarrassing. In a short while, he rolled over no less than ten times.

But at least he didn't let down the team too much, and he knew how to dodge and fight back.

More than 5,000 cavalrymen surrounded the two and attacked them continuously, while the main combat force Ying Wuming was extremely powerful. He forcibly protected the ten-foot radius centered on the two. Those who approached were all blown away by the fierce Qi. From the time the two sides came into contact to now, in just a dozen breaths, hundreds of people have fallen under Ying Wuming's fist.

Even so, except for those who were trampled to death by the other side's own people, Ying Wuming still didn't kill anyone personally.

However, the enemy army was fearless and flew out in waves, and a wave surged up, not giving the two a chance to breathe.

This was not a solution. Ying Wuming's eyes flashed, and suddenly he reached out and grabbed Jiang Fan's belt and threw it on his back: "Hold on!"

He roared like a tiger and soared into the sky, flying out.

However, the next moment, hundreds of thick black lights shot from the sky, and it turned out to be a huge siege crossbow engraved with a formation.

Ying Wuming swung his iron fist and smashed countless people, but was eventually forced back to the ground.

As soon as he landed, he stomped his feet heavily, and the air waves rushed in all directions, blowing away the soldiers who were approaching. The next moment, he jumped into the air again and tried to break through for the second time.

And this time, there were not only siege crossbows, but also dozens of masters working together to bombard, but Ying Wuming still failed.

Jiang Fan was lying on his brother-in-law's back and was not idle. He put away the Green Snake Sword, held Ying Wuming tightly with one hand, and the other hand was flying with powder mist, constantly killing enemies from a distance. This kind of fighting style that only consumes true energy is more effective than before. After all, the moves are really unbearable to watch.

He is not as kind-hearted as his brother-in-law, and his moves are fierce. But it still won't work. Ying Wuming doesn't want to kill people, and it is difficult for the two to break through.

At this moment, the enemy's rear suddenly became chaotic. As Ying Wuming jumped up, Jiang Fan saw hundreds of masters rushing to kill the enemy.

Are there reinforcements? Jiang Fan was stunned.

"It's Yinghu!" The brother-in-law's eyes were obviously sharper than Jiang Fan's. He had captured the key information with a jump.

Yinghu?

Why did he suddenly appear in the territory of Xia?

He could not think too much, so he could only temporarily suppress his thoughts and focus on killing the enemy.

These hundreds of newcomers were obviously masters, and they quickly killed through the enemy camp. When the two sides met, Jiang Fan saw that it was indeed Yinghu, the son of the Grand Marshal, who was leading the charge.

"Don't be surprised, Your Majesty! Yinghu is here!"

With a loud shout, a cavalryman on Jiang Fan's left was split into two pieces by him, and blood splashed all over Jiang Fan's body and face.

Yinghu's martial arts cultivation was very high, definitely in the realm of the Venerable. A large iron Guandao flew up and down, and there was no general in front of him who could fight. The hundreds of people behind him were obviously all experienced warriors, and they made the other side's formation chaotic.

With the addition of these hundreds of masters, the other side's 5,000 soldiers and horses obviously couldn't resist, and gradually showed signs of defeat.

However, no one retreated, and they continued to charge and kill without regard for their lives.

Jiang Fan was secretly shocked. Who was it? So determined to put himself to death?

Five hundred masters finally rushed into the battle circle and guarded Jiang Fan. No one could cross the line. People roared and horses neighed, swords flashed and swords flashed, and the two sides fought without retreat, which was extremely tragic.

Although the other side suffered heavy losses, there was no sign of retreat. They just rushed up silently, died, and the ones behind continued to rush up and died again...

The horses neighed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the area around Jiang Fan became a death zone with a hundred feet of corpses, but the people behind would still rush up to the corpse mountain, stepping on the corpses of their companions and continuing to charge, seemingly without any fear.

Blood soaked the ground, Jiang Fan only felt slippery and sticky under his feet, a bloody smell rushed into his head, making him a little dizzy, a little nauseous, but more of a strange feeling, his whole body was burning with blood, but his mind was extremely calm, which he had experienced when he was in the northern border.

Finally, five thousand soldiers and horses were no match for five hundred masters.

With the last general being cut in half by Yinghu, the enemy was completely wiped out, and only 20% of the five hundred masters remained.

Yinghu led his men to clean up the battlefield and look for the fish that escaped the net. Those wounded were killed with one knife.

"General Ying! Leave a living..."

Yinghu just grinned, raised his knife and fell, and another wounded head fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, they are all dead soldiers, useless."

Jiang Fan sighed, he knew it, seeing that the other party did not retreat until the last person, it was obvious.

But he still felt that Yinghu was too decisive. But after all, he saved him, and he really couldn't say anything.

Soon, Yinghu and his men finished cleaning up, shook off the blood and flesh on the big knife, and strode to Jiang Fan.

"Your Highness, I was frightened."

Jiang Fan clasped his fists: "Thank you General Ying for saving me."

Yinghu smiled: "It's a small matter. Even without us, this young master can take your Highness away."

Jiang Fan asked in confusion: "Why did General Ying know that I was in danger?"

Yinghu shook his head: "My father instructed me, and I don't know why."

Jiang Fan said: "Thank you, Marshal."

"My father said that your Highness doesn't need to take it to heart. This matter is to repay the general's revenge for the 30,000 navy."

Jiang Fan's heart moved. Is Yinglu going to settle the score with him?

If you want to vent your anger, you can fight. Whether you get out or not is another matter. But what you owe must be paid back, otherwise it will be unpleasant to meet in battle in the future. Of course, this was just Jiang Fan's most intuitive thought. In fact, he still had some doubts. After all, the powerful King of Chu seemed to have said nothing about his trip to Yingdu...

Yinglu, it was quite interesting.

"It's a pity that you have hundreds of masters under your command." Jiang Fan couldn't bear to say as he looked at the 500 masters who had suffered heavy losses.

Yinghu didn't care: "Generals died in a hundred battles, soldiers died in front of the battle, they were just wrapped in horse leather, don't worry about it."

Jiang Fan sighed, he still couldn't understand the world's attitude towards life and death. They just saw those who were alive taking off the number plates of their fallen comrades, and for the seriously injured and dying ones, they just knelt on one knee and recited something silently, and then sent them on their way under the expectant eyes of the other party.

"Can these people see anything?" Jiang Fan frowned and looked at the dead enemy soldiers on the ground.

Yinghu snorted: "He is wearing the robe and armor of the Xia Kingdom's White Ling Army, but it may not be the White Ling Army."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, even if it is really the Bai Ling Army, they will make some modifications. There is no need to be so blatant. After all, Da Qin has never participated in the war, so it cannot be justified."

"My lord, you should think about who you have offended. Ninety-nine percent of these people are using the name of the White Ling Army."

Jiang Fan nodded thoughtfully. Apart from the general, these people had not spoken to each other, and he could not recognize their accents. He could not discern any clues from their bodies or appearance.

"My lord, this is Xia Tu. It is inconvenient for me to stay here any longer. Those people may not be able to stop easily if they miss a single hit. Please be careful all the way from now on."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Give me my regards, Mr. Ying."

Yinghu hugged his fists and led the people away quickly.

Jiang Fan looked around, looking at the corpses everywhere, and sighed in his heart.

It is the season when grass grows and warblers fly, and all things breed. These living lives have become nutrients for the earth. It’s really an era when people’s lives are like a piece of cake.

"Brother-in-law..." Ying Wuming, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "I'm sorry, brother-in-law..."

Jiang Fan smiled: "It's okay. It's not a bad thing if you don't want to kill people. My brother-in-law understands."

"But..." He said with apology in his eyes, "I have put my brother-in-law in danger."

"Brother-in-law, I believe in you. Even if you don't kill anyone, you can still take me away. But it's just right that Yinghu and the others are here."

"Brother-in-law, is it really okay if I don't kill anyone?" Ying Wuming was still confused.

"Okay," Jiang Fan affirmed: "In troubled times, it is rare to have an innocent heart. Keep it up, there are not many such people."

Ying Wuming was silent for a long time and nodded, "I listen to my brother-in-law."

"Let's go," Jiang Fan sighed: "We really can't stay here for long."

The carriage was destroyed, and the two had to choose two horses to take their place.

"The pursuers are gone, what should we do next?"

Ying Wuming thought for a while and asked.

"So many things have happened, which are very unusual, but what is truly extraordinary has just begun..."

Ying Wuming didn't seem to understand, "Brother-in-law, we were surrounded by a large army just after entering the Xia Kingdom. There will be many crises behind it? Aren't you worried?"

"Worried? What are you worried about? You and I are in our prime, let the old men worry about things to think about."

"Okay, I don't like worrying the most." Ying Wuming also gradually opened up. Born in this troubled world, he was used to seeing wars and killings. Ying Wuming would not be affected too much by this incident. What he was struggling with was just that he almost killed Jiang Fan because he did not want to kill anyone.

Looking ahead, Jiang Fan's lips curved slightly: "Behind... just continue to follow my brother-in-law. The world is big, it's time for us to gallop!"

Ying Wuming got on his horse and said, "Brother-in-law, where are we going?"

"There is a good place ahead. Brother-in-law will take you to see it."

"Okay!"

Jiang Fan raised his riding whip and whipped it: "The five-flowered horse, the golden fur, will be exchanged for fine wine... let's go!"

The spring was just right, and the battle was over. The young men whipped their horses and galloped towards the end of the wilderness.