Volume 7: The Horse Sings and the Wind Sizzles, The Young Man Raises His Sword
Fierce battle! Fierce fierce battle!
In the bamboo forest, Shura battlefield!
Everyone's eyes were red with bloodshed. No matter who it was, the fate of the next moment could not be controlled in their own hands. They were still fighting for their lives at this moment, and they were either alive or dead at the next moment.
Roar and scream!
Horses neigh and people boil!
The sword flashes and the knife roars!
The spear is cold, the spear is cold!
A life-and-death battle is always brutal!
Su Ling's forehead was already a little numb from the battle. Now he can no longer remember the routine of sword moves. When he sees the enemy, he simply raises the sword, and then the simplest and most direct slashing. Those Bohai navy soldiers, or resist several
He could not resist, so Su Ling chopped him to the ground with a knife or a sword.
They either let out a scream or fell to the ground silently, losing their lives forever.
At first, Su Ling still glanced at the living people who were killed by his swords. But in the end, Su Ling no longer looked at the people he killed because the people who died under his swords were too many.
It was so many that he lost count of how many people he had killed.
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Moreover, the battlefield did not allow him to waste more time on the dead, because after he cut down a few, more Bohai Navy soldiers would rush up within a moment.
Raise the knife, chop, kill!
Raise the knife again, chop again, kill again!
Raise the knife countless times, chop countless times, kill countless times!
Su Ling's movements seemed to have become mechanical inertia, as if those movements were out of control at all.
The cries of death all around were still loud and the screams were still terrifying and seemed to never stop.
But these seem to have nothing to do with me.
All Su Ling could do was raise his sword endlessly, killing enemies he didn't know one after another.
Who said that strangers go their own ways? Aren't those who he kills or kills others also strangers?
The battlefield has long been in chaos. Thousands of people are crowded into a small space. Everyone is fighting for their lives. All fighting methods, tactics, and battle formations have become inseparable under the struggle for life.
usefulness.
Su Ling and the others understood that if they wanted to stay alive, they had to kill as many people as possible and then escape from this murderous bamboo forest.
The people in Bohai also understand that if they want to live, they must kill as many people as possible. Kill all Su Ling and others without leaving any alive. They must not only kill people, but also kill them quickly, because only in this way will they have fewer comrades and brothers.
If you die more, the battlefield can end as soon as possible.
Some people say that they really admire those who go to the battlefield, killing one by one. The next moment may be facing death, but they are not afraid at all. Are they really not afraid of death?
Afraid! No one is not afraid of death. It’s just the common people who were born in a troubled world and will never understand the helplessness of troubled times.
If you are in troubled times, on a battlefield where life is disappearing all the time, the only chance to survive is to kill your opponent. Otherwise, if your opponent does not die, you will die.
At that time, killing will become instinctive. Who will care if you are afraid?
Su Ling rushed back and forth tirelessly on the battlefield, killing countless people with his sword. The blades of the Jiangshan Smiling Sword and the Seven-Star Sword were stained with blood, and dark red blood was flowing downwards.
As for Su Ling himself, the white clothes had already been stained red by blood. He didn't know whether the blood was stained by his own blood or the enemy's blood.
However, there are always some subtle pains all over the body, reminding me that I have been injured countless times without knowing when. Although those injuries are small injuries, it hurts if there are too many small injuries.
Su Ling felt that his strength was gradually being drained away by this fierce battle. He could feel that his chopping movements were getting slower and slower, his vision was getting blurry, his chest was rising and falling, and the sword in his hand was getting bigger and bigger.
Getting heavier and heavier.
He didn't know how long he could hold on.
In fact, this is not surprising. Although Su Ling's kung fu realm is in the eighth realm, he is a supreme master and a human being. As long as he is a human, he has his ultimate limit.
Su Ling went from being in the dark yesterday to being on the three poles today, and fought several battles, big and small, as if all the battles he had fought since he came to this troubled world came rushing back.
This has already made Su Ling feel dizzy, not to mention that he has not had enough food and rice since last night, and he is like iron rice or steel. It is not easy for him to be able to cope with such a high-intensity and intensive life-and-death battle.
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After a while, Su Ling felt that time seemed to have stagnated, as if every minute and every second were exactly the same. (In modern people's thinking, minutes and seconds are still there.) Killing, being surrounded, hacking, killing again.
Besieged...
It's like a reincarnation with no end, no destination, just monotonous repetition.
Su Ling was at the end of his strength at this moment. The time had been delayed for too long. The high-intensity fighting was really too much for him. If Su Ling hadn't carried it with perseverance, he would have fallen down long ago.
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He understood that he could not fall. After he fell, he could not see the color of the sky, because in front of him was the deadly spear that roared with cold light.
After cutting down another group of Bohai Navy soldiers, before the next wave of enemies came to attack, Su Ling turned the seven-star sword into a crutch and struck it on the ground with a bang, leaning on it and looking up.
The blood-stained bamboo forest, all the green bamboos are dyed with blood at this moment, countless blood rivers flowing on the ground, spreading along the terrain, flowing deep into the bamboo forest, with no end in sight.
Broken flags and flags were everywhere, fluttering miserably in the wind. Under the flags, in various places in the bamboo forest, countless dead bodies were piled up in mountains, with different shapes, but they were all miserable.
The mountains of corpses in the sea of blood will eventually turn into bones together.
I wonder if those souls will continue to linger after death...
In Su Ling's eyes, Lin Bulang and Wen Fanghua on the left relied on each other and were still fighting hard. Lin Bulang's moves were still fierce, but his expression was also quite solemn.
Wen Fanghua must be exhausted at this moment. Those soldiers knew that Lin Bulang was not easy to mess with, so it might be easier to deal with a little girl.
Therefore, there were far more enemies gathered around Wen Fanghua than Lin Bulang. In addition, she was a woman and was naturally not as strong as a man. Therefore, the situation was full of dangers and she was almost stabbed by spears several times.
Lin Bulang saw this and fought hard to fight off the soldiers who were entangled with him. He opened a bloody path between him and Wen Fanghua. There was a series of back and forth. The two supported each other and managed to cope with it.
Su Ling looked to the right. He Changjing and Du Shuyi were both trapped. In front of them were the Bohai Navy soldiers, their spears and spears dancing like waves. The situation was even more critical than that of Lin Bulang and Wen Fanghua.
Fortunately for Du Shuyi, although it was dangerous, his moves were quite methodical, and there were many members of the Lanhai Pavilion around him to help him, so he was inextricably linked to the Bohai Navy soldiers for a while.
But He Changjing had only one arm left and was seriously injured. Under the siege, he was left crippled and his body was covered in wounds, as bloody as a gourd of blood.
Du Shuyi also noticed He Changjing's critical condition and shouted: "Lanhai Pavilion, go help He Changjing! Don't worry about me!..."
A real man, in times of crisis, never thinks about his own safety.
Du Shuyi has never been the protagonist, but this roar is so heart-wrenching.
After hearing this, the people in Lanhai Pavilion beside him immediately separated some of them and moved closer to He Chang's surprise.
He Changjing was originally in danger, but with the help of the Lanhai Pavilion members, they charged and attacked, and the situation was relieved a lot.
Su Ling felt a little relieved now. Just as he took a breath, he heard two very familiar screams coming from his right back. Su Ling couldn't help but tremble all over.
This is the scream of someone I know well! Who suffered an accident?
Su Ling suddenly turned around, and after taking a look, he felt a little more at ease.
It was true that two people he knew well were unable to resist when being besieged by more than a dozen Bohai Navy soldiers. Their bodies were stabbed by more than a dozen spears, and more than a dozen holes were poked out. They were bleeding profusely.
Suddenly he rolled over to the ground and became a dead body.
Fortunately, although Su Ling was familiar with these two people, he was not sentimental in his heart.
Because those who died were the last two branch heads of the Sprite Division: Wan Qiqi and Beigong Jue.
These two people are already at a high level in Kung Fu. Looking at the entire world, there are few rivals. However, in this fight, they were stabbed to death by a group of pawns with spears and spears...
Until this moment, all the forces of the famous and unparalleled Sprites Division, known by the world as one of the three major assassination intelligence agencies of the Great Jin Dynasty, were finally completely annihilated and no longer existed.
Of course, there is also the last lonely person Qian Chao, the only surviving person.
Qianchao is not far from Wanqiqi and Beigongque.
He also clearly heard the screams of the two people.
However, he seemed not to hear it.
He didn't even turn his head towards the place where the two dead bodies fell.
However, it can be clearly discovered that the blood-red color in Qian Chao's eyes is getting stronger and his expression is getting colder and gloomier. The black ghost sword in his hand is even more black and misty, filling the air like mist, harvesting again and again.
Look at the souls of the soldiers in front of you.
He seems to have become more bloodthirsty and cold, like a lone wolf.
He founded the Sprite Company with his own hands, and now that all his men are dead, it doesn't hurt him. It's just that he feels that killing is the best revenge and release.
Therefore, he has mobilized all the means allowed by the laws of heaven to kill the enemies in front of him. He is the easiest and kills the most people.
Often under the siege of nearly a hundred people, he could still shoot out into the sky amidst the cold light of weapons pouring down like rain. His strength was truly terrifying and formidable.
Su Ling was in a daze for a moment, forgetting that he was still in danger, and at this moment, dozens of soldiers in front of him and behind him rushed over with halberds in hand.
Su Ling was only slightly distracted. After feeling the sound of the golden wind, he immediately looked back and saw several halberds stabbing at his chest with the sound of wind. It was already less than a foot away.
Su Ling gave a cold scolding and raised the seven-star sword in his left hand. He heard several clicks, but saw the light of the seven-star sword in Su Ling's hand flashing as he cut off all the halberds that were stabbing him.
"Death——!" Su Ling shouted loudly, and then a cold light flashed across his right hand. When he looked at the soldiers in front of him, their throats were bleeding, they covered their necks, and they all turned over and fell to the ground dead.
Before Su Ling could take a breath, he felt the evil wind behind him coming towards his back. Judging from this level, there were far more enemies behind him than in front of him.
Moreover, from what I heard, the enemies behind him should have taken action at the same time as those in front of them.
Su Ling's heart turned and she thought to herself that it was not good.
He had just come to his senses and ignored the enemy's attack from both front and rear. He only focused on dealing with the enemy in front of him, but left his back to the enemy.
When he kills the enemy in front of him, the enemy behind him cannot stand still. After Su Ling kills the accomplice in front of him, he turns around and then pounces on him to fight. (Of course, this can be done in TV series...)
Therefore, the enemies in front and behind all attacked at the same time. After Su Ling killed the enemies in front, there was no time to turn around and fight the enemies behind him.
Seeing the next moment, the spears behind him would dig into his body. Su Ling knew that there must be more than one of those spears.
Even so, Su Ling was not willing to sit still and die, so he roared and rushed forward to the right, trying his best to twist sideways in the middle of the way.
At this moment, the spear behind him also arrived with a roar.
There are five spears and halberds in total, and five soldiers attack together.
Su Ling was so anxious that he used all his strength and managed to dodge the sharp edges of four spears and halberds at the last moment.
He tried to dodge the last spear and halberd, but it was simply a dream.
Fortunately, Su Ling tried his best to twist forward and to the right. When the spear and halberd were about to hit him, his entire back managed to escape, but his left arm could not escape anyway.
"Pfft--" A spear and halberd went straight down, hitting Su Ling's left arm. The spear and halberd dug into the flesh, and the tip of the spear and halberd came out through the arm.
Su Ling groaned, his left arm trembled, and the Seven-Star Sword in his left hand almost fell out of his hand.
When the enemy soldiers in front of them saw that Su Ling was hit by a halberd, they were ecstatic and laughed wildly: "Brothers, I injured Xiao Yuanche's spy Su Ling. I took advantage of his illness to take his life and kill him!"
With a roar, these five enemy soldiers pounced on them like hungry tigers pouncing on food.
Su Ling's left arm was injured and he couldn't use his strength, so he had to use his right arm to support himself.
Helplessly, Jiang Shanxiao is just a thin sword. If it is a point of killing, it is a sharp weapon. If it is a group fight to chop, it is much inferior. Now five halberds and spears in front of him are coming up and down, surrounding Su Ling. Seeing that Su Ling is almost
In despair.
Just when Su Ling was completely despairing, he suddenly heard a sweet cry: "Death!"
However, they saw that the bodies of these five soldiers trembled at the same time and stagnated in place.
"Dang Cang——", "Dang Cang——" After five sounds, all five spears and halberds were released, and then the five people lost the luster of life in their eyes and fell to the ground one after another.
Su Ling looked closely and saw that each of them had a hole poked in the back of their heart, and blood was flowing from the inside out.
After these five people fell down, Su Ling saw clearly that someone had appeared behind them.
It is Mu Yanqing.
Mu Yanqing's murderous intent was fierce at this moment, and her charming expression had long since disappeared. The oil-paper umbrella in her hand moved forward before she could take it back.
It turned out that Su Ling's danger was clearly seen by Mu Yanqing who was not far away. She was still some distance away from Su Ling. Even so, she did not care about anything, floated up, rushed straight towards her, and stabbed her in mid-air.
Five strikes, all five soldiers were stabbed to death, and Su Ling's life was saved.
"Su Ling, how are you!..." Mu Yanqing held Su Ling up and asked with concern.
Su Ling smiled bitterly and said: "Don't worry, I won't die, but you are beaten into a pot of porridge, and you still pay attention to me all the time..."
Mu Yanqing heard this and said in a low voice: "You are still glib now, think about how we can rush out seriously. If I die now, then no one will be able to repay sister's favor..."
Hearing this, Su Ling laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm not offline that easily..."
The two of them stopped talking and joined hands to fight.
The melee continues, but the situation is gradually becoming clearer.
Su Ling's side was at a disadvantage due to the small number of people on his side, and they were basically Jianghu people. In such brutal battlefield battles, they were far inferior to the well-trained iron-blooded army.
However, the personal strength of Jianghu people is still remarkable, which is why they have been able to maintain a stalemate with the regular army for so long.
However, Su Ling's troops are now at the end of their game, and failure is bound to happen sooner or later.
Inside the bamboo forest, corpses piled up like mountains. Judging from the clothes of the corpses, although there were many soldiers from Bohai, most of them were from Su Ling's side.
Now, except for the less than a hundred people gathered around Du Shuyi and He Changjing, almost all the people in Lanhai Pavilion were dead.
Li Qitan's Black Victims also protected Li Qitan and fought with all their strength. Even so, half of them were killed or injured, and at most there were more than three hundred.
Of the twelve women in Hongshaoying, only two are left at this time, and the rest are all dead.
On the other hand, the Bohai Navy soldiers, the Duwei Battalion and the City Patrol Battalion also suffered a lot of casualties, but the base number was large. There were still seven or eight hundred people, and the encirclement of Su Ling and the others was shrinking more and more, becoming overwhelming.
Su Ling's side has been defeated.
Su Ling sighed, knowing in his heart that failure was coming the next moment.
He felt bitter in his heart. Is he really going to die in Bohai today?
After a while, the number of people on Su Ling's side was reduced sharply, leaving only a small group of people. With Su Ling and other experts as the core, they continued to rush outwards. Then they were suppressed by the enemy's superior force and retreated back to their original position, unable to advance even an inch.
The encirclement shrank smaller and smaller, and finally, Su Ling and others were trapped in a corner of the bamboo forest, and the situation was precarious.
To make matters worse, the three hundred elite Halberd Guards remained motionless, looking at the situation on the field coldly.
Seeing this situation, Chunyong sat firmly on his horse and shouted triumphantly: "Su Ling! Li Qitan! You thieves, the situation is with me. You put down your weapons. I still have the mercy of the governor to tie you up and wait."
The general has been defeated. If he resists again, he will be killed immediately!"
Su Ling sneered and shouted: "Everyone, with today's situation, life is impossible, and death is inevitable. A man is born between heaven and earth, and he must die vigorously! I will never surrender!"
"I will not surrender until I die!"
"I will not surrender until I die!"......
The tragic slogans spread throughout the bamboo forest, shaking the world.
Everyone was determined to die, and the shouter waved his weapon again...
"Tap tap tap..."
At this moment, a rapid and loud sound of horse hooves suddenly came.
Everyone heard it instantly.
The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer. Chun Yong was not sure what to do when he suddenly heard a huge commotion behind him.
Immediately afterwards, the sounds of "kakaka-" and "bang-bang-bang-" were heard, and countless spears and halberds were shaken and flew into the air.
Looking behind the Halberd Guards, there was a huge chaos, people fell on their backs, and screams could not be heard.
After a while, the soldiers behind the Halberd Guards rushed in all directions like a tide, and the formation was suddenly in chaos.
Chunyong was shocked and shouted to stop. Unfortunately, the chaos was beyond control.
At this moment, in the bamboo forest, on the battlefield.
Suddenly a man and a horse were knocked out.
A young general in white robes seemed to descend from the sky, holding a huge silver spear like a coiled dragon, and he danced the silver spear around. The shadow of the spear was like a mountain, and the spear roared continuously.
"Roar——" Above the nine heavens, there were faint dragon roars, shaking the sky and shaking the earth.
This young man in white robe suddenly appeared, his horse was like a shooting star, and his people were like lightning bolts.
The horses neighed and hooved on the sail.
The Coiled Dragon Spear flew up and down, and the young man seemed to be in an uninhabited place, and it crashed straight into it.
Although there were halberd guards who resisted, they were all knocked off their horses by the young man in white robes just once.
The young man's white robe fluttered like a god of death coming to the world, and no one could stop him wherever he passed.
In an instant, a path of blood was cut, the Halberd Guard was torn open from front to back, and it hit Su Ling directly.
As soon as the reins were tightened, the horse raised its front hooves to the sky and whistled continuously.
White robes and white horses, young men chasing the wind.
The dragon gun roars, moving forward inexorably.
This young man in white robe, with one man and one horse, was able to break through the siege and kill the general. What kind of method was used.
Everyone had forgotten about the fight, looking at the white horse in front of them and the murderous young man in white robes, their eyes full of horror.
But seeing the young man holding the gun in his hand, he let out a soft sigh, and the white horse under his crotch calmed down, but still kept stamping on the spot.
The young man glanced at Su Ling, then at Li Qitan who was behind Su Ling, and said in a deep voice: "Su Ling, Qitan, don't panic, I'm coming too!"
A young man with a fierce horse chasing the wind, his momentum is unparalleled in the world.
Su Ling's heart trembled.
Could it be that this person is...
Li Qitan's eyes lit up and he said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Junior..."
Only then did Chunyong stop the commotion of the halberd guards. He looked at the sudden appearance of the young man in white robes with surprise and said angrily: "You can use the same name when you come!"
The young man in white robe glanced at Chun Yong, and his loud voice echoed between heaven and earth.