Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

Cheng Ling stood above the valley, lowered his head, and looked down condensedly.

Outside the valley, people pass on.

The flames splashed, contaminating more people.

The first reaction of most of the rebels who were set on fire was not to roll to put out the fire—in fact, they couldn't roll, because there were too many people and there was no room for them to roll.

The night wind blows, and the wind helps the fire.

The recent dry weather has made the clothes and hair of these people excellent fuel, intensifying the fire started by several rockets.

There were still voices in the chaotic army trying to command and control them, but it was useless.

Once again, the low-level sergeants who were terrified couldn't hear these voices. On the contrary, the cries of various fears were more obvious.

"Run, the fire ghost is coming!"

"Help, woo woo woo... Bodhisattva is merciful, the villain will never dare to do evil again..."

"Run!"

ah--

The screams came from the trampled people. The stampede that happened under Chixia City was repeated in the chaos again.

And the source of the stampede and chaos was actually Cheng Ling.

It is not an easy task to command an ancient army well.

How to issue an order so that every soldier can hear it? How to control them in order to achieve the effect like arm and finger? How to stabilize the morale of the army in a chaotic situation?

Even, anti-stampede is a particularly important issue.

How can I say otherwise, a thousand soldiers are easy to get, but a general is hard to find!

Fortunately, there are no brilliant generals here, only a group of chaotic troops who were blinded by greed and whose morale was repeatedly hit.

In the valley, everyone in Ran's caravan who was still desperately resisting suddenly felt that their pressure was lightened.

Xiao Wu was holding the knife, and was originally crowded in the front, and there were three enemies in front of him.

The two sides fought hardest, and no martial arts skills were very useful. At this time, the competition is who is more ruthless, who is more powerful, and who is more powerful.

Xiao Wu is ruthless enough, he has already killed many people, but at this time he is at a disadvantage because he is about to lose his strength!

The zhenqi in his body was exhausted, and the endurance of his muscles and bones had reached the limit. There was even an abnormal roar in his ears, and his eyes were blurred, and everything he saw looked like blood.

Vaguely, it seemed that someone was shouting: "Go to hell!"

He raised the knife, as if he was holding something, and a strong blow came, but the blow made his arms tremble, and he almost fell to his knees.

No, no!

Xiao Wu thought: I can't fall!

The thought of not wanting to succumb in front of the rebellious army finally supported him, and at the moment when his strength was exhausted, suddenly a strong force gushed out from his bones and blood.

"You're going to die!"

"ah!"

There was a scream.

Xiao Wu felt something hit by his knife, and warm liquid splashed on his face.

But his last strength was finally exhausted, and he felt that it was his turn to die in the next moment.

boom!

The expected knife did not fall on him, he just heard another bang.

Immediately afterwards, a voice beside him yelled: "Xiao Wu, what are you doing? Wake up, we are in a daze, we are saved!"

Someone was shaking him, and Xiao Wu felt that his blurred vision seemed to be slowly becoming clearer.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, and finally saw that the enemy army in front seemed to have been frightened by some horror, and suddenly shouted and retreated.

"It's on fire, it's on fire! It's a will-o'-the-wisp, run away!"

"A large army is coming from above, run!"

What army? Where did the army come from?

The army hasn't seen it for the time being, but there is a faint cry of killing like a thousand troops and horses overlapping: "Kill!"

Xiao Wu was also stunned, he, he just stood there trying to straighten up, looking up.

The frightened chaotic army ran faster and faster, and the more they ran, the more chaotic.

Outside the valley, some stragglers standing on the outermost slope didn't even know what happened. They just felt that there was confusion ahead, and these stragglers who had been driven several times spontaneously retreated first.

"Run!"

"Is there a large army coming over there?"

"run--"

"ah!"

There were screams one after another.

The inside was still being trampled and pushed, but on the outermost edge, someone was squeezed and rolled directly down the hillside!

Half a quarter of an hour later, the rebellious army that was still bustling with each other like a terrifying huge wave and crushed on top of Ran's caravan disappeared completely like a dream.

Xiao Wu felt like he was dreaming, and the rest of Ran's caravan also felt like they were dreaming.

These frightened and exhausted people just stood there, looking at each other and I looking at you by the light of the torches in the valley, facing each other, for a moment, they didn't know what was going on.

I don't know which gust of wind is blowing, a guard in the caravan suddenly shuddered and said, "Where's the army? Where's the reinforcements? Where are they?"

Yes, where is the army?

The rebellious army has disappeared, but what about the army that came to help?

Someone looked at Xiao Wu belatedly, and said in surprise: "Hey, why are you here, Xiao Wu? Didn't you go out to send a letter to ask for rescue? Where are you?"

reinforcement……

Xiao Wu opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Can he say that he is more confused than them?

At this moment, suddenly hearing the soft sound of the wind, Xiao Wuyi raised his head and went to see the high place above the mountain. A figure like a frightened bird stepped on the rocks and treetops, and jumped down lightly.

When it landed, there was no surprise.

Xiao Wu's opened mouth couldn't close even more immediately, his eyes stared blankly at the visitor, completely speechless.

But someone beside him exclaimed: "Who is it!"

Cheng Ling lit up the compound crossbow in his hand, smiled slightly and said, "The one who just fired the rocket."

She looked at Xiao Wu, cupped her fists as if teasing, and said, "Brother Xiao Wu, luckily, the rebellious army has retreated, how about it? Shouldn't it be time for you to fulfill your promise?"

promise?

What promise?

Of course it is 20% of the supplies!

But this was actually a private agreement between Cheng Ling and Ran Wenji, Xiao Wu was just a scout leading the way, he didn't know about it.

Xiao Wu was stunned and said: "Just now you tried to disperse the chaos over there? How did you do it? You... what promise do you want?"

These words contained a lot of information, and the rest of the Ran's caravan finally realized that many people immediately surrounded Cheng Ling.

A middle-aged man held a torch in one hand and was supported by someone in the other, and limped towards Cheng Ling.

Xiao Wu shouted: "Uncle Ming! You are injured..."

Uncle Ming waved his hand, his eyes narrowed in fine lines and folds slightly, and looked at Cheng Ling.

He opened his mouth, first coughed weakly, and then, he handed the torch in his hand to the person who was supporting him.

Uncle Ming cupped his hands to Cheng Ling and said in a hoarse voice, "Did you save me and everyone?"

After asking a question, his tone became agitated: "How did you do it? Other... What about other people?"