The Sword Dynasty

Ding Ning raised her head slightly, not to see the body of this Ukrainian country practitioner.

As he looked up, there were many sharp whistles in the cavalry of Uzbekistan.

With such a whistle, the entire cavalry stopped moving forward and then receded back like a tide.

The military used the fastest speed to retreat from the slopes, and did not launch the attack again, and continued to recede and retreat to the depths of the wilderness.

A burst of uncontrollable cheers and shouts rang from the walls of the Guards and the walls of Gu prison.

This is no doubt? ? ? ? The novel is a very proud victory.

This U.S. squadron rushed back and left at least six or seven hundred bodies on the hillside, while the Guardian’s casualties were rare.

However, watching this retired cavalry, Ding Ning's brow was deeply wrinkled.

The body of Nangong Cai was so excited that she was the first to stand on the battlefield for the first time, and it was facing a battle that seemed to be strong and weak.

"how?"

Ding Ning's worried look made her unable to understand.

"The other side has a very strong general and is in this pioneering cavalry."

Ding Ning didn't look at him. He still stared at the cavalry who had retreated into the dark grassland. He said slowly and dignifiedly: "The general general, the choice at this time is probably to retreat and attack the Gu prison, because all the Gu prisons The practitioners are here. Even if they have lost so many people here, they still have an advantage over Gu prison."

Nangong picks up the cockroach, and suddenly there is a dense cold sweat in the vest, and there is great fear in my heart.

Ding Ning has already said it. "This general does not choose to attack the Guguan Pass. It is not because we are daring to kill the cold, but we don't want to take risks any more, and we don't want to break more people."

Nangong Cai took a deep breath, and as the cold air entered the lungs, her body became colder and colder. "So his choice is to wait for the arrival of most of the time?"

Ding Ning nodded, his eyes lowered and fell on the body of the Ukrainian country practitioner not far away. "This Uighur practitioner is not much less than the beauty of the palace. I led the generals of this army, naturally. It’s much more powerful than this person.”

The face of Nangong Caiyu was pale again. If an avant-garde had such an outstanding general, how powerful would the highest general of the whole army be?

"We still have the possibility to win." Ding Ning turned and whispered to Nangong Cai, and then nodded to her, indicating that she would not follow.

Nangong Caiyu understood what he meant and looked at him not far behind him.

Ding Ning went to several carriages.

Those in the carriage are the craftsmen who are not good at fighting, but who are good at ordnance repair, and the carriage where the grandson is shallow.

On the way to the previous march, the entire SS was already used to Ding Ning, who often stayed by the carriage.

It seems that next to this carriage, Ding Ning can get more peace, or better thinking.

Ding Ning went outside the carriage where the grandson's shallow snow was.

At this point, the Guards have begun to sort out the battlefield and are ready to wait for Ding Ning's next order.

A middle-aged practitioner wearing a robe with almost the same color as the dead grass is slowly moving towards Ding Ning.

In his hand, holding Ding Ning's handle, the last remaining flower sword in the battlefield, the look is extremely solemn and respectful.

He apparently came with great respect and wanted to return the sword to Ding Ning.

"You stop."

However, at this time, Ding looked up at him and made a gesture.

This is a military order.

The Sergeant Sergeant, who was still lingering in the lingering aftertaste that he showed, directly responded, and all the Sergeant Sergeants on the side of the middle-aged practitioner immediately surrounded the middle-aged practitioner. The blade of the shining metal luster is all aimed at this middle-aged practitioner.

The middle-aged practitioner was shocked and looked at Ding Ning. "Is this?"

Ding Ning did not answer his question directly, and then ordered a general who was wearing a costume behind the middle-aged practitioner.

The man who wore the collar was wearing the armor of the army and was also a practitioner in the prison.

"And you."

He looked at the general and said, "Do you have anything to say?" The wind seems to be colder.

There is silence on the hillside.

After many moments of sergeant's sergeant, although they did not see the new military order, they have directly responded. With a sharp footstep, the general of the side army uniform is also grouped. Surrounded.

The surrounded generals looked up and his face became cold and abnormal. He said: "Are you crazy?"

Ding Ning looked at him calmly and said: "In the previous battle, the rest of the people were normal, only two of you are not normal."

The middle-aged man in a hay-colored gown was slightly white, but the general was even more cold and his eyes were slightly raised. "I don't understand what you mean."

"In all the practitioners who came to the prison, you two killed the least, but you are not the worst practitioner."

Ding Ning looked at the general who was going to speak out and directly interrupted his words. "Don't tell me that you may be so kind, you only killed two enemy troops, and the two." They are all insignificant cavalry... In the last battle of the other side, you have hardly played any role. There is a battle, not a real battle, can you tell me why you are?"

Listening to such a voice, the general's face was gradually pale, and everyone around the hillside was too shocked to look at Ding Ning. I can't believe he could notice the details of these practitioners in the battle.

“Just by what you say?”

The pale face of the general looked at Ding Ning, and was screaming out what they could not believe. "Who knows that you are not mistaken? How do you know that we are only killing two people?"

"You should be the practitioner of the fish dragon sword view. The first sword is the sword meaning of the fish dragon, but the sword is empty to the invincible. The most suspicious is the sword of the returning sword, the sword you Obviously, you can pierce the abdomen of the Ukrainian practitioner, but you have deliberately deflected the blade, just inserted into the other's abdomen." Ding Ning's face has not changed, just a slow statement.

In his peaceful voice, the general's face began to stiffen, and the body could not contain the trembling.

At the next moment, the general screamed insanely and pulled out the long sword on the waist side.

However, at this moment, at least two flying swords staying behind the leader will fall on the general.

The general who had just stepped out of the way turned into a piece of heavy wood and fell to the ground, splashing a dust and blood waves.

One of the two flying swords is the most sharp and effective crimson flying sword in the previous battle.

However, even at this time, even the owner of this flying sword, a thin and thin man with a thin face, was obsessed with Ding Ning at this time. He only heard a voice in his heart. "How did you do it?"

Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged practitioner who had the last remaining sword, and said earnestly and sincerely, "It is life or death, it depends on yourself."