Looking at the rebels who retreated again like a tide, Chen Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief. On the surface, Chen Ying, who was not shocked, was actually in a ball in his heart, and his palms were full of sweat.

Chen Ying knew very well that the soldiers had been forcibly marching for three consecutive days, and the physical strength of the soldiers had almost reached the point of running out of oil and lamps. has been able to persist until now, and it is all supported by the breath in my heart.

The soldiers are actually at the end of their crossbows, and many of them don't even have the strength to hold their guns, and if they continue to fight, let alone for too long, I'm afraid that in another quarter of an hour, they will die of exhaustion here.

Fortunately, the rebels have retreated.

The soldiers of the Second Mansion were panting one after another, and they didn't even have the strength to stand. There are several soldiers who use hook and sickle spears to support their bodies.

Chen Ying knew that he must not let the rebels on the side see the weak side of his side. Although the Hook and Scythe at the front had run out of gas, they had no strength to pursue them. However, Chen Ying still had more than 300 veterans who served as the supervising team who had been watching the battle, and their physical strength was very abundant.

"Xun Erfu's spearhead attack!"

Chen Ying held a horizontal knife and strode forward, and several arrows flew towards him crookedly. Chen Ying didn't dodge, he was no longer a fledgling on the battlefield, and the battlefield was also the best teacher, so that Chen Ying could see at a glance that these arrows were the real end of the strong crossbow, not to mention that he was wearing well-dressed armor, even if he didn't wear armor, there was no mortal threat.

"DingTalk ......"

Chen Ying felt as if he had been punched a few times, and four or five arrows fell under his feet. Chen Ying didn't look at it, and a violent aura in his heart burst out.

"The whole army will follow the general and kill all the thieves!"

"Kill all the thieves!"

The veterans brandished their horizontal knives and followed Chen Ying towards the rebels.

"Poof......

Chen Ying's horizontal knife slashed at the neck of a rebel soldier, and a large stream of blood spurted out, and the warm blood made Chen Ying's almost flawless face turn into a hideous horror.

The rebel soldier howled and fell to the ground in a frenzy, convulsing and becoming silent.

A rebel with a plateau red on his face unique to Tibetan talents, roared like a wild beast, brandished the machete in his hand, and pounced on Chen Ying.

Chen Ying stepped forward and kicked the majestic rebel into the pile of corpses, and before the rebel could get up, Chen Ying slashed at his head, half of his head was cut off, and red and white brains flowed out... By the way, he ended his life of sin.

"Kill!"

Chen Ying, a rebel who was running a little slower, had his head cut off.

When the veterans of Xun Erfu in the back saw that Chen Ying was so brave, they also shouted at the same time, and rushed forward desperately. Gritting his teeth, his blood-red eyes, and slashing forward with a horizontal knife.

At this time, under the leadership of Chen Ying, Xun Erfu was like a red-hot soldering iron, seared on butter, without resistance. This "soldering iron", where it passed, the flesh and blood flew up, the blood flowed like a river, and it was cut out of a piece of road in an instant.

One by one, the rebel soldiers fell to the ground, and everywhere there were dying rebels convulsing and screaming wildly......

Chen Ying led the soldiers of Xun Erfu to advance less than a hundred steps, and the little courage left in the hearts of the rebel soldiers had been shattered and wiped clean by the shining horizontal sword. Almost unanimously, the enemy in front of them turned and fled back at the same time.

Chen Ying suddenly saw that he was looking at himself, Chen Ying handed the horizontal knife in his hand to his left hand, stretched out his right hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, leaving only his thumb, and slid down the left side from the right side of his neck, making a "throat cutting" action.

Looking at this scene, his face changed drastically, and he still wanted to lead the troops to fight, but when he rushed forward, he found that there was a huge force behind him.

I turned around and found that it was Mo Dake.

"Your Majesty, you are angry and don't raise troops!" Mo Dake looked at the frightened subordinates around him with a solemn expression, and sighed and said: "I don't know what kind of magic this Chen Ying'er has used, as long as our people rush up, it will be like they are tied hand and foot, and then force them to go up, then it will be ......."

There is no rule in fighting on the sidelines, and all his victories since the beginning of the rebellion have been piled up with human lives, but all the towns he has breached, without exception, have been rivers of blood and mountains of bones.

The crux of the matter is that when he met Chen Ying, his trick didn't work.

"How do you say you should fight?"

Mo Dake pointed at the military formation of Xun Erfu with a horsewhip and said, "Chen Ying'er is a hard bone, not easy to gnaw. However, this living person can't be suffocated by urine, and we can't afford to compete with him here! ”

"Where are we going?"

Mo Dake groaned, and he paced back and forth with his hands behind his back for a long time, squatting down, holding and drawing a crooked line on the ground.

"Let's go to Mapan County in the northwest?"

"Mapan County?"

At this time, the side enterprise did not have the momentum of King Xiqiang at all, but was like Mo Dake's follower. The side was puzzled: "Why are we going to Mapan County?" ”

"This Mapan County is the main road in the northwest, as long as we have a firm foothold in Mapan County, we can attack the revenge pool when we enter, and we can go to the West Sea when we retreat, the world is big, the sea and the sky are wide!"

"This ...... This king reconsiders it. The side showed a strong reluctance.

To go to Mapan County from the city of Shizhou, the only way is to cross the Golden Bull Ancient Road, but this road is now guarded by Chen Ying and the army, and there is no need to think that Chen Ying will let them pass. To rush hard, they don't even have a half-percent chance.

If you don't take the Golden Bull Ancient Road, there is still one road left, that is, the Yinping Ancient Road opened up by Deng Ai, a famous general of Wei during the Three Kingdoms period, but this road is empty, and for the Qiang people who are used to trekking through mountains and rivers, although it is difficult, it is not without opportunities. However, to take this road, the cost is very large, that you need to go through the most dangerous Sky Ridge, take this road will be nine deaths, the most important thing is that if you take this road, it means that since the rebellion, the looted property, can not be taken away.

As Sima Guang said, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Since the rebellion, he has established himself as the king of Xiqiang, although he is only a self-proclaimed grass king, but the pomp is not small, at least the harem is very full, he has robbed more than 100 women with good looks, and he is happy every night. Not only that, but the degree of food and clothing is also on par with the prince everywhere, and now he is letting him drill ravines and eat grass roots.

I can't stand that pain at all.

The so-called royal tent is nothing more than a slightly larger tent, which is piled up with gold and silver treasures that he robbed all the way, and the colorful Shu brocade is used as a carpet to pave the floor, and the white and silky silk is hung everywhere, just like the soul banner of the mourning hall.

In particular, on the "King Case", there are not only fake flowers strung with pearls, but also four coral trees, which are nondescript.

If Chen Ying saw the king's tent in the side of the enterprise, he would definitely give him an evaluation, Tu Baozi!

He sat on the bed in the king's tent, his face furrowed.

He had no intention of eating at this time, and even the delicious food he usually felt was like chewing wax.

At this moment, a woman wearing an apricot yellow skirt entered. The woman's skirt is as thin as a cicada's wings, and a full and wonderful woman's body looms in this pale yellow, but it is extremely attractive. In the fluttering black hair, on a face that is so beautiful that people can't breathe, the two points of lacquer-like black eyes are unusually smart.