The two met in the military formation, and Bo Cai's eyes were about to burst into flames.
Liu Jing fought all the way over, and the yellow scarves around him were frightened. Everyone surrounded Liu Jing but did not dare to step forward.
"Good boy, we are really on the same road!" Bo Cai said. In his opinion, Liu Jing has a handsome face and does not look like a warrior at all. If he wants to be good at it, he must be able to catch him!
"Rebel, I'm looking for you too!" Liu Jing's momentum was no weaker than Bo Cai's, and the surrounding Yellow Turban Army did not attack, which gave him even more prestige out of thin air.
While observing in the woods just now, Liu Jing discovered that Bo Cai was slightly injured and had not recovered. His attributes had dropped by about 30%, and his [Force] value was only 52. After studying with Sun Jian for several days, Liu Jing had already had his [Force] value.
55, plus the 5-point bonus provided by the top-quality horse in hand, which is a total of 60 [force].
He also has an enemy [Characteristic] Brave General (charge into the battle, easy to kill the enemy general in the battle). It is not difficult to take down Bo Cai. The problem now is that the army has not caught up, and the yellow scarves around him are bringing him down.
There was a lot of pressure.
If he was picked up and slashed once or twice by the yellow scarves around him in the duel with Bo Cai, then Liu Jing would most likely be injured here today. Therefore, Liu Jing did not dare to act rashly at this moment. He stared at the field with his eyes.
Let go of any disturbance.
Bo Cai is not an idiot. If there are more people than others, he will not pursue a fair duel. The last time this kid shot him with cold arrows and tried to negotiate a fair duel with him, he was really out of his mind.
"What are you doing standing still! This man is the enemy's commander, and whoever kills him will be the deputy commander!" Bo Cai once again promised to the people around him.
The Yellow Turbans, who were surrounded and refused to attack, suddenly thought of being a deputy commander. Wouldn't it be like Commander Qu who didn't have to do anything every day and could eat the most corn and the most meat?
Suddenly the scene became agitated, and everyone around was eager to use Liu Jing's head to climb to the high position of deputy commander.
But they didn't think about it carefully. They were ambushed by Liu Jing when they came down from the mountain. It was hard to say whether they would be able to get out of this battle. Even if they got out, they wouldn't have any supplies, so how could they enjoy the food and drink?
If you dare to think about food and meat, it would be great if you are not chased to the ends of the earth by the imperial army!
Seeing the changes in the field, Liu Jing decided to strike first to gain the upper hand! If one is against many, he should strike first and kill one area violently! Killing the enemy to the point of defeat will give him a chance to win.
"Zha!" Liu Jing suddenly burst out while holding a breath in his chest. He held a horse in both hands and slightly arched his legs forward and back. He drew strength from the earth and twisted it through his waist to reach his hands!
All the strength was poured into this horse spear, and it stabbed out quickly like a poisonous snake exploring a hole. A series of movements were as fast as lightning and thunder.
Hao Feng entered the yellow turban thief's body like a piece of tofu. He continued to charge forward without losing strength, bumping into the two people standing behind him. At the same time, Liu Jing turned his waist and spiraled his right hand backwards.
Between such retraction and release, one person died and two others were seriously injured.
Although it was night at this moment, the people present were relatively close and could see it very clearly. The Yellow Turban Army surrounding them were so shocked that they could not make a sound. If Bo Cai was not still standing here, they would have wanted to run away.
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"This kid's martial arts is not bad." Bo Cai also saw everything that just happened, but in his mind Liu Jing was just not bad. The normal [Strength] of Bo Cai was 74. If he wanted to bring down Liu Jing, that would be
A matter of several rounds.
But he just didn't treat his injured right arm as a big deal, thinking that he was still the uninjured Bocai!
"Kill!" Chen Ming and several groups of soldiers rushing in front had already arrived here. They saw Liu Jing quickly moving towards Liu Jing and killing the surrounding Yellow Turbans.
Chen Ming looked at Bo Cai. His clothes and weapons were obviously different from those around him. He guessed that this man must be the leader of the enemy army, and immediately wanted to rush over and capture him.
Liu Jing stretched out his hand to stop him. Bo was his experience pack. He had never had a formal one-on-one fight since he came to this world.
"You lead the army to deal with the rebels! Leave him to me to deal with it personally!" Liu Jing looked at Bo Cai, with fighting intent burning in his eyes.
Bo Cai also understood. This kid seemed to want to challenge him in a one-on-one fight? It was exactly what he wanted! If he were to fight Liu Jing with a yellow scarf and an army, he would definitely not be sure of winning, but one-on-one,
This guy is still young!
Chen Ming led his soldiers to defeat the Yellow Turbans, leaving space for Liu Jing and Bo Cai.
Neither of them spoke anymore, but the solemn atmosphere was overwhelming, and the blood-covered ground also showed the cruelty of war.
Bo Cai held a long-handled sword in both hands and stared at Liu Jing.
Liu Jing clenched the horse's shaft tightly with his hands one after another, his feet planted on the ground, and did not dare to relax at all.
Foot combat is different from horse combat. Foot combat purely depends on the duel between two people's martial arts. In addition to martial arts, horse combat also depends on the equestrian skills of the two people. Those who are good at equestrian skills can ride on flat ground and have a greater chance of victory.
Bo Cai's steps were extreme, his body was slightly sideways facing Liu Jing, his left chest and left shoulder were both wide open, and the sword head was raised, obviously in preparation for his backhand. Seeing that Liu Jing had no intention of attacking first, Bo Cai changed his movements and took a big step with his right foot.
Go forward and take a few steps to Liu Jing.
As he stepped forward, the big knife in his hand circled around his shoulder, making a whirring sound. The knife slashed diagonally at Liu Jing from right to left, with unparalleled power!
Liu Jing did not panic, he stepped back slightly, held the pole with his right hand and raised it high, held the front of the pole with his left hand, and held the sword with a block.
Bo Cai saw the sword being blocked by Liu Jing in mid-air, so he applied force in his hand, preparing to defeat the enemy with force!
Suddenly! There was a pain in his right shoulder. The last arrow wound affected Bo Cai, and the strength on the broadsword decreased instead of increasing!
Liu Jing also sensed this change. Taking advantage of the weakened strength, he drew a crescent moon mark with the sword in his hand, drew a semicircle with the sword in the air, and then pressed it firmly on the ground.
"What a good boy! The injury from the arrow has not healed yet!"
The movement of Bo Cai's strength was affected by his right shoulder, and Liu Jing could only lead him away with the big knife in his hand, and he shouted angrily!
Liu Jing did not answer, and kept attacking. After pressing down the sword, Ma Shan raised it again, and Shan Feng stabbed Bo Cai's neck repeatedly.
Bo Cai did not dare to be distracted anymore and hurriedly retracted his sword, blocking Ma Shan's attack from left to right.
Liu Jing switched from defense to offense in just one round!
Seeing that the opportunity to kill Bo Cai had been missed, Liu Jing changed his moves again, holding the tail of the sword in his right hand and shaking it constantly. The sword blade in front of Bo Cai swayed left and right, sometimes becoming round, making it difficult to tell which move was empty.
That’s true!
This is Chang Bingfeng’s nod!
Bo Cai's airs were broken in the previous rounds of duel, and now he could only deal with it in a panic, his whole body swaying from side to side like dancing in the field.
There was no contact between the weapons of the two men. Liu Jingfeng nodded just to let Bo Cai make a mistake while he saw the opportunity and kill him with one strike!
Liu Jing did not wait too long for this opportunity. In Liu Jing's feint, Bo Cai finally showed his flaw. The sword was unable to protect himself in the constant back and forth, and the middle door was exposed.
Liu Jing's horse suddenly turned around! He stabbed straight towards Bo Cai's unprotected neck! The thrust was like lightning!
When Bocai saw the attack coming, he screamed and tried to block it, but his strength had just reached its end and his new strength had no time to develop, so he had to watch all this happen!
"laugh!"
The sharp edge plunged straight into Bo Cai's throat, sealing his throat with blood!
"Uh! Uh!" Bo Cai's eyes widened, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat had been pierced.
"Huh!" Liu Jing finally let out a sigh of relief after killing Bo Cai. His forehead was already covered with sweat. The slightest carelessness in the duel could put his life in danger, and the exertion on his mental energy was huge.
With a movement of the horse in his hand, Bocai's head was removed from his body.
Liu Jing went over and picked up Bocai's head and shouted loudly in all directions: "Bocai is dead!"
The Yellow Turbans and the officers and soldiers who were still fighting were stunned when they heard this, and then the officers and soldiers burst into loud shouts!
"Bocai is dead!" the officers and soldiers collectively shouted, and the sound continued to spread on the battlefield.
Bocai died, and the Yellow Turban Army's [One Heart] characteristic bonus was also interrupted. With the news of Bocai's death, the morale could no longer be stable.
The fighting between the two armies turned into a one-sided massacre!
The officers and soldiers also worked tirelessly to hunt down the remaining Yellow Turban bandits, as if they had been given blood.
Liu Jing did not participate in the ensuing battle. After the battle, he just wanted to take a good rest. He sat on the same spot leaning on the horse, with Bo Cai's head beside his legs and his body not far away.
The battle ended before dawn.
After a long period of fighting, Chen Ming showed no signs of fatigue and ran back to report the specific situation to Liu Jing.
"Your Majesty, only a small group of Yellow Turbans escaped, there should not be more than a thousand people!" Chen Ming's excitement was visible to the naked eye.
Liu Jing looked at this militant with amusement, "Have all the others been killed?"
"No, there are still some old, weak, women and children who just can't take action. There are more than 3,000 people." Chen Ming said with some embarrassment. He was also the main force participating in the war when he was in Changsha. He clearly remembered that Huangfu Song killed the Yellow Turbans without mercy.
The command.
"Take me to see it."
Chen Ming led the way, and Liu Jing followed behind him. When the soldiers along the way saw Liu Jing, they all shouted: "Liu Sima is mighty!"
Fighting as a general is an act full of personal ambition, but this move has a great impact on morale. Warriors are all respected by force. Liu Jing killed Bo Cai and led them to a great victory.
Liu Jing's prestige in this army has reached an unprecedented height, second only to Zhu Jun.
On the way, Liu Jing also responded to the enthusiasm of the soldiers one by one. After walking for a while, the two of them arrived at the front. There was a crowd of people wearing yellow scarves on their heads. There were no weapons in their hands. The soldiers surrounded them.
Face each other with spears.
As long as they make any changes, they will undoubtedly become dead souls.
Liu Jing stepped forward and took a closer look, and found that the crowd was filled with elderly people and women. The Yellow Turban Army did not have strict military discipline. Many people brought their families to join the Yellow Turban Army.
The faces of these people were full of mourning, and they had no fighting spirit. As prisoners, they knew that they would not survive today.