don't fight the general

Yan Jing has only seen such a scene in those scripts and legends - behind him is the sky full of fire, reflecting half of the sky red, every step forward will step on the sticky blood, and if you are not careful, you will step on a piece of blood. A corpse without any consciousness.novel

Even though I had anticipated the situation in my heart before, I would only know how tragic the scene was when I saw it with my own eyes.

Yan Jing used the tip of his sword to poke at the corpse closest to him. From the clothes on his body, he recognized that it should be one of the people from Beiliang. He looked at the nearby corpses and confirmed that they were all from Beiliang, so he quietly He breathed a sigh of relief. Although Cui Wei and the others were far inferior to the Beiliang people in terms of numbers, it seemed that their combat power was astonishing.

Yan Jing clenched the long sword in his hand, and finally turned his attention to the battle situation several feet away.

Although there are many people in Beiliang, facing opponents with high martial arts skills and the corpses of their companions who are constantly increasing, they are inevitably timid. They no longer insist on heading towards the village, and there are signs of fighting and retreating It was getting farther away from the village entrance, and no one could even notice that a living person as big as Yan Jing appeared nearby out of thin air.

Yan Jing took a few steps forward without making a sound, and finally recognized Cui Wei in the crowd. He was probably awakened from his sleep. The boy didn't even have time to wear a robe, only a thin one. The white shirt was now so stained with blood that it couldn't see its original appearance.

However, the boy's aura was not concealed by his clothes at all. At this moment, he turned his wrist horizontally and thrust the long sword into the chest of the person behind him. The person was crying and struggling, but he didn't care, and turned back. Holding the sword in his hand, he galloped a few steps forward, leaping up out of thin air with the rest of his momentum, and kicked a Beiliang man who was about to leave a few steps away from his horse, and then cut the man with the blade of the sword without hesitation. neck.

Blood splashed out and sprayed directly onto Cui Wei's face, his palm-sized fair face was completely unrecognizable.But Cui Wei didn't notice it, he wiped his face casually, picked up his long sword, and killed the next person.

Yan Jing's footsteps stopped unconsciously. It wasn't until this moment that he truly believed that on the desert that day, Xuan Pinghou was careful when he made a move. Otherwise, he might have acted like he just did. He slit his own throat in the blink of an eye, and he was as defenseless as the corpses all over the floor.

It's no wonder that this man dared to come to this village to meet the enemy with only six or seven attendants. Perhaps from the moment he left the house, the young man's mind was not about procrastination, and he never thought of letting these Beiliang people leave in front of him alive!

Yan Jing's throat trembled slightly, the scene in front of him was completely beyond his expectation, but his eyes couldn't help but still follow the obviously thin figure in the crowd.He couldn't see Cui Wei's eyes, but believed for no reason that there should be only chill and indifference in the young man's clear and bright eyes at this moment.

A Beiliang man suddenly yelled a few words in Beiliang dialect, followed by one of Cui Wei's subordinates shouting at Cui Wei: "General, they are going to withdraw."

Cui Wei swept across with his sword, his voice was extraordinarily indifferent in the night: "Kill them on the spot, leave no one behind."

In the past few days, Yan Jing and Cui Wei have had many interactions. Even when they first met in the desert that day, he had never heard such a voice containing killing intent. He couldn't help but look up at the young man's face. Go, was in a daze, suddenly heard a slight sound coming from the side, looked sideways, and saw that the Beiliang man who had been stabbed in the chest by Cui Wei just now was not dead, looking for a gap that no one was paying attention to, he dragged his feet and crawled. To a horse not far away.

Cui Wei's indifferent voice still lingered in his ears, Yan Jing turned his head and glanced at the burnt out house behind him, the scene he saw just now at the gate of the courtyard came to mind, especially the young corpse, closing his eyes slightly After closing his eyes, the right hand holding the sword couldn't stop shaking, as if some uncontrollable emotion came to his heart, before he could distinguish clearly, he had strode forward the next moment, and slammed the long sword in his hand Pierce into the heart of the Northern Liang people.

Although Yan Jing's martial arts skills are mediocre, he has also practiced martial arts since he was a child. This long sword was made by a craftsman specially hired by his mother and concubine. , was used by him in such a way, with such an experience.

The blood flowed slowly along the blade, and fell to the ground drop by drop.The Beiliang man was at the end of his strength, he didn't even have the strength to look back to see who it was, he twitched violently a few times, then fell to the ground, unconscious again.

Yan Jing seemed to have suddenly lost all senses at this moment, and everything behind him had nothing to do with him. He stood still and stared at the corpse, with a kind of bewildering disbelief.

He never thought that one day, he would actually be able to kill with a sword, and he couldn't believe that it was so easy to take a person's life.He took a deep breath, but still couldn't calm himself down. Looking at his hand holding the sword, he began to breathe heavily.

A hand suddenly patted Yan Jing's shoulder lightly, Yan Jing woke up in an instant, pulled out the long sword back, turned around and stabbed at the man.But in the eyes of that person, his moves are really not worth mentioning. The person didn't move a bit, but just raised his hand to grab Yan Jing's wrist, and easily let him change hands with his long sword.

Yan Jing glanced blankly at her empty palm, then raised her head, and faced a bloody face and those still bright eyes, she froze for a while, raised her eyes and looked around, only to find that The fighting ended at some point, and Cui Wei's subordinates were walking among the corpses all over the floor, cleaning up the mess.

Cui Wei didn't care about Yan Jing's stupefaction, he lowered his head and glanced at his distressed shirt, barely found a piece of clean cloth, rubbed Yan Jing's sword on it, wiped off the blood on it, and then Turning the hilt of the sword upside down, handing it back to Yan Jing, and nodded slightly towards him: "Your Highness's sword, please put it away."

What he saw, heard, and did was so shocking to Yan Jing that at this moment, he still couldn't fully recover, took the sword dumbly, and said softly: "Thank you!" .”

But he couldn't help but focus on Cui Wei's even messier coat.

Cui Wei noticed his gaze, and smiled nonchalantly: "Anyway, the clothes are already like this, so don't worry about it, Your Highness."

"En." Yan Jing responded briefly, but couldn't say another word.He looked at Cui Wei with complicated eyes, especially when he saw that the sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, he couldn't help pursing his lips.

This man wiped other people's swords clean and offered them up, but he didn't care that his own sword was almost stained red with blood.Yan Jing really didn't know what to say.

Such a simple response is really not like Yan Jing's character, so Cui Wei couldn't help but glanced at his face, hesitated, and asked what he wanted to say just now: "Why did your Highness come here? Are you still alone, did you get separated from the guards?"

"No, no." Yan Jing took another deep breath, and suddenly realized, "I'm here to find the village chief."

Cui Wei noticed that Yan Jing tensed up in an instant, and hurriedly said: "Just now when we came all the way, we saw him, so I sent someone to send him back, Your Highness, don't worry."

"That's good." The last big rock in Yan Jing's heart slowly fell to the ground. He raised his hand and pressed his heart, and couldn't help but look at Cui Wei. For the first time in his life, he felt that he wanted to say something but didn't know how. The embarrassment of speaking.His mind was still in a mess, and after a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

Cui Wei also noticed that this person seemed a little strange at the moment, but he didn't understand why.While thinking about it, a man came down to the two of them, first glanced at Yan Jing in surprise, then clasped his fists and said to Cui Wei: "General, the battlefield has been cleaned up, this Beiliang team has a total of 28 people, all of them will be killed. None are exempt."

Cui Wei glanced at the corpse behind Yan Jing rather coldly, then nodded: "Where are our people?"

"In the beginning, the people of Beiliang were quite imposing, and they had an advantage in numbers, so we still suffered a bit, but just now our subordinates asked, although they were injured, but they were not life-threatening. We will go back to bandage later. Just a moment." The guard was talking, Yan Jing couldn't help but glanced at him, only to find that when the man was talking, his right hand was still pressing his left arm, and blood was still flowing from it.

Yan Jing touched her body subconsciously, and then remembered that she got up too hastily, except for this long sword, she had nothing on her body, let alone any wound medicine.Compared to him, Cui Wei was much calmer. He nodded towards the man: "Go and bandage it first, and discuss other matters later."

Yan Jing watched the man walk away slowly, then turned around to look at Cui Wei, Cui Wei met his gaze, with obvious confusion in his eyes: "Does Your Highness have something to order?"

Yan Jing glanced up and down Cui Wei's body, but the clothes on this man were stained with too much blood, and Yan Jing couldn't tell whether he was injured or not.He opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to ask. Cui Wei no longer looked at him, but raised his legs and walked towards the corpse of the Beiliang man behind Yan Jing, turned the corpse over with the sword he had been holding in his hand, and squatted down. His lower body rummaged around on this man, and finally found a sign soaked in blood. He stared at the sign for a while, then threw it on the ground, then returned his hand and put the sword back into its sheath, sighing softly. tone.

Yan Jing was a few steps away from him, and couldn't help but asked when he heard the sigh: "What?"

Cui Wei lowered his eyes slightly: "It's just a member of a remote tribe in Beiliang who dares to violate our border and harass our people so boldly. The courage of the people in Beiliang is getting bigger and bigger."