"Yang Ji, the imperial court cannot lose, at least it cannot be annihilated in the hands of bandits. Now, the lives of me and these men are entrusted to you. No matter what, I brought them here, and I must take them back."
Wang Xian looked at Yang Jidao seriously.
His heart was burning, but he had to restrain himself.
Yang Ji, Yang Ji, I can't think of a way now. No matter whether we advance or retreat, we will die. Your martial arts skills are better than mine. I hope you can lead everyone to fight a bloody path like you did in the martial arts hall last time!
Wang Xian's five fingers were clenched in his sleeves, so hard that blood came out. People who have not joined the military cannot imagine the feelings of a military family like theirs towards the imperial army.
The fall of every soldier was like a knife stabbing his heart. Since his birth, Wang Xian had never seen so many soldiers fall, and they fell on the most hated gangsters in the court.
Yang Ji felt heavy in his heart. Wang Xian's entrustment made his heart feel heavy. This was not only a deep trust, but also a responsibility.
In this desperate situation, everyone has to look after themselves.
Yang Ji didn't expect that Wang Xian actually thought of him and entrusted him with the lives of himself and his men.
Life! Or death!
These are the two paths before Yang Ji, and the "bet" is the lives of him, Wang Xian and others.
"No matter what, you must escape!"
Yang Ji gritted his teeth and said in his heart.
No one wants to die, not even Yang Ji!
"Wang Xian, leave first and then talk."
There was a flash of cold light in the void, and Yang Ji's "Running Dragon Sword" instantly passed through the void and knocked over a Tianyin Sect master who was stabbing one of the imperial knights.
Wang Xian did not bring many men, but these twenty-odd men and horses were what allowed Yang Ji and others to stand up in this dangerous situation.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting. Wang Xian mobilizes his troops and breaks out to the northeast!"
Yang Ji shouted while observing the surroundings. The people of Tianyin Sect could not be killed all. After one group of people were killed, others rushed over to support them.
Yang Ji knew very well that if they just wanted to kill all the people around them, they would definitely die in the end.
"Xi Yu Yu!"
The war horses neighed, and Wang Xian showed his genius as a child of a military family. Under his command, more than twenty elite cavalrymen were like a whole.
The fortresses advancing and retreating one by one are truly like forests, mountains, wind and fire.
When the surrounding Tianyin Sect disciples try to attack, they often find themselves with two or three people facing attacks from more than twenty people at the same time.
Even Yang Ji couldn't do this kind of small-scale military command art.
In just a few short seconds, with several swift and fierce attacks, the Tianyin Sect disciples around Yang Ji and Jiang Jianqing were immediately rushed to pieces.
"quick!"
Wang Xian patted the empty war horses beside him. The original owners of these two horses had died in the battle, so Wang Xian brought them over to carry Yang Ji and Jiang Jianqing.
"drive!"
Yang Ji was as fast as lightning. After retrieving the five "Guquan Swords", he jumped onto the horseback. Leaving the five ghosts behind, he transformed into a broken queen and galloped away.
On the other side, Jiang Jianqing's reaction was equally slow.
The two people, together with twenty-seven of Pingchuan City's fine horses, stirred up billowing yellow dust with their horses' hooves, and quickly rushed out of a bloody path.
"Stop them!"
"Stop them!"
…
The place where Yang Ji and others passed by was in chaos, and many Tianyin cultists flew over to try to stop them. Yang Ji was worried, and when he was about to take action, he finally saw a weapon that Wang Xian relied on to lead the team on the battlefield.
The ability to survive.
"drink!"
Amidst the fierce sound, everyone took out the black spears mixed with fine iron powder from the horse's belly, and suddenly raised it. With a roar, the Tianyin cultists who flew over were blasted into pieces by the gunfire, and they even screamed.
Can't send it out.
The team led by Wang Xian was blocking from the left and right, and almost no one could get close.
"Roar!--"
A roar like a storm sounded, and in the dense fog, patches of red clouds rose faintly. A powerful wind blew from far away, causing the surrounding fog to tremble.
"It's the general! Let's hurry up and help the generals!"
A Jingqi suddenly shouted.
"As long as the generals can get out of trouble, we will definitely be able to leave here safely."
Another Jingqi Road.
The prestige and status of the imperial generals in the army are unparalleled. As soon as a few elite knights opened their mouths, others were also moved.
Even Wang Xian has this meaning.
The Tianyin Sect has too many people, and relying on the strength of the people alone is only a drop in the bucket. If there are a few powerful generals in charge and everyone breaks out of the siege, the chance of seeing the light of day will be much greater.
"Yang Ji. What do you think?"
Wang Xian looked at Yang Ji.
He promised Yang Ji, so no matter what he wanted, he would listen to Yang Ji's opinion.
"Wait a minute!"
Yang Ji waved his hand, and after pondering for a moment, he stretched out a finger and pointed in another direction. Through the thick fog, he vaguely recognized the costumes of the Black Sword Sect:
"Let's go there first and rescue the people of the Black Sword Sect. In the current situation, we must find a way to gather strong enough people. Otherwise... think about who can hold off these generals for so long?
Do you think we alone can help them?"
It was like a bucket of cold water was poured over their heads, and everyone suddenly became more awake.
"But they are too far away. We alone may not be able to get there. Moreover, what will happen when we come out? With so many people from the Tianyin Sect, we might die there! We have already died a lot.
We are short of manpower. Do not make any more unnecessary sacrifices for them.
A royal knight.
Yang Ji took a look and saw that this person was not an elite member of Pingchuan City. The logo on the chest armor was from somewhere else. Wang Xian also brought in these "stragglers" who had been scattered along the way.
He didn't lie. Those who want to reach the sky from the "Black Sword Sect" need to pass through many Tianyin cultists. The danger is too great with their hands.
"It's only possible if you try, but it's impossible if you don't try. The past is death, but not passing... People like us are also dead. It's all death, do you think there is still a difference?"
Yang Ji glanced at the Jingqi Dao.
The "Jingqi" immediately stopped talking. If they just rampage like this, a dead end awaits them.
"Who has a bow and arrows?"
Yang Ji ignored everyone's feelings and stretched out a hand.
"I have it here."
"I have it here."
…
One palm after another held out a quiver. Yang Ji didn't even look at it, and took them all into his hand without any courtesy.
Ah!
Yang Ji tried the bow string, took out an arrow, and pressed it on it.
"Just rush forward, I'll cover you!"
Yang Ji said in a deep voice. A bright light flashed in his eyes, as if he had some kind of determination.
No matter what, we can only give it a try! In front of thousands of followers secretly cultivated by the Tianyin Sect, it is too difficult to rush out with one person's strength.
Everyone was silent and looked at Wang Xian. In name, Wang Xian was still their captain.
"Look, do as he says. What he says is my order."
Wang Xian shouted.
"Boom!"
After a few breaths, Wang Xian and others were like a machine, starting up again. The powerful iron hooves shook the ground and made dust fly.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath, landed at the end of the team, and rushed out together.
"No matter what, we must succeed."
Yang Ji secretly said to himself.
Moving the target is not difficult.
But in this chaos, if you want to protect the lives of more than 20 people while attacking, it is no longer as simple as "difficult".
The battlefield is changing rapidly, and no one knows where the next wave will come from. Not to mention their counterattack and response... This is a huge challenge for Yang Ji's current mental strength and analytical ability.
——But Yang Ji has no choice!
collapse!
A Tianyin cultist rushed over from the crowd at a very fast speed, his eyes were sinister. His gaze was actually aimed at the leg of a horse among them.
To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture a horse first!
If the horse's leg was broken, the knight on top would definitely die. However, still a few feet away from the team, a long arrow suddenly came out and opened a big hole in his head in an instant...
Collapse! Collapse!
The two Tianyin Sect masters jumped up high and slashed down with the long swords in their hands at lightning speed. Yang Ji flicked his fingers together, and the two fine iron arrows ignored their attempts to parry and penetrated under their ribs like lightning.
It passed through the neck, and when it fell again, it was already a corpse.
Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!
Tianyin cultists from both sides rushed over. The long sword in his hand stabbed at more than 20 elite riders like a poisonous snake. Yang Ji directly nailed the three Tianyin cultists in front with three arrows, and used their corpses to block the incoming waves.
Tianyin believers.
Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!...
One sword after another, Yang Ji's shooting speed became faster and faster. Yang Ji carefully observed the first few arrows, but later, without any thought in his head, he shot out almost without thinking.
Yang Ji's mental power suddenly dropped, but it was quickly replenished with the help of the "little stone" between his eyebrows.
The quiver Yang Ji was carrying emptied quickly. At first, everyone only felt that two arrows were being fired, but later it was almost like a continuous rain of arrows.
He didn't use the first arrow to kill. Everyone was killed with one critical blow, and there was no waste of the second arrow. The team charged forward, and they were almost full of corpses nailed to the ground like sculptures.
Not to mention the people of the Tianyin Sect, even the soldiers under Wang Xian were shocked by this scene. No one had ever thought that someone's archery skills could reach such a level.
"'Arrows shoot out like locusts', this is the real 'arrows shoot out like locusts'..."
Jiang Jianqing was riding a big horse, looking sideways at Yang Ji who was beside him and forgetting about him and me, and a thought flashed in his mind.
"Arrows out like locusts" is an advanced archery skill he had heard in the palace. This archery skill has strong requirements on mental strength. Arrows out like locusts does not mean shooting too many arrows, but shooting arrows so fast that it seems like
At the same time, it shot out a hail of locust arrows.
"Junior Brother Yang's realm should not have reached the master level yet...then how did he do it?"
Thoughts flashed through Jiang Jianqing's mind.
In the dark, he felt as if there was a strong spiritual fluctuation in the void. This spiritual power was not as powerful as the master level, but it stretched endlessly, like the sea water...