A bloody guard general cut the enemy in front of him in half with a knife, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, he approached Lin Chong and shouted: "General, there are more and more enemies."
"I know."
Lin Chong roared and killed several more people, worthy of being the general who charged into battle and killed the enemy enough to rank in the top ten among the generals of the Taizheng Dynasty.
He was holding a big knife in his hand that looked the same as an ordinary bloody hand guard, but this knife was actually different, the knife in the hand of the bloody hand Lin Chong was sharper, more resistant to blows, and weighed a full eighty pounds.
And in Lin Chong's hand, the eighty-pound big knife moved like a light dry log, but even if the knife was cut by the back of the knife, Ji Qi's warriors would be beaten upside down and vomit blood immediately, which was enough to see how strong this knife and Lin Chong were.
There is often such a statement in the army that there are 10,000 enemies, but this is just a false statement and an exaggeration, but it is true that there are generals on the battlefield who can make one person enough to resist a thousand people.
This kind of general's martial arts cultivation is not necessarily profound, and some may not even reach the first-class martial arts level, but their killing methods are really skillful.
There are only a few people in the Dazheng Army who can do a thousand enemies, once there were three thousand enemies under the command of the Zhen Shi Army, one is called the Golden Gun Xue Gui, one hand of the golden gun is used superbly, the other is the iron hammer Xiao Ba, and the other is the most trusted member of the Zhen Shi Army, Tian Yan, a snake spear weapon in his hand, killing people is really simple.
It's just that now, Xiao Ba died on the last battlefield, and it has been ten years since Xue Gui of the Golden Gun was no longer involved in the affairs of the imperial court, and Tian Yan is now the number one general under the command of King Pingnan, which is enough to mobilize more than half of the troops of the Pingnan army.
In addition, there are three other commanders of the first battalion of the three battalions, and they are known as the protector generals.
Qin Fei, the second son of Qin Wu, who was once in the many armies of Taisho and was now the president of the Privy Council, was now exterminating bandits in the southwest mountains, and the last one was Lin Chong, a bloody hand under the command of King Zhenbei.
The previous generation of the Taizheng Dynasty had Zhenshi Wang, Pingnan Wang, Zhenbei Wang and Qin Wu, and there were at least 1,000 military generals in the young faction, but they were really familiar with the art of war, and they could arrange troops and arrange formations, and they were the only ones who could command the army.
Just a few people.
Zamu Qizi ordered the troops to follow him into the battlefield, and a hundred elites stood on a hillside where the battlefield could be seen visually, and Ling Yan already had a straight sword in his abdomen, and blood flowed all the way.
"You Dazheng do not lack generals like Lin Chong, no wonder you can gain such a large territory.
It's really a feat of heaven and earth, but so what, the breadth of the sky and the size of the earth are not something you can imagine. ” Ling Yan was standing in front of Zamu Qici, Ling Yan looked up at him after listening to Zamu Qici's words, his eyes were like turning into thousands of darts, and he couldn't speak clearly because of the blood clots in his mouth: "Dazheng, majestic, why do you need to make any evaluation of your former lost dog."
Zamu Qizi reached out and grabbed the sword inserted in Ling Yan's abdomen, stirring it, Ling Yan sweated like rain, but he kept gritting his teeth and refused to cry out in pain.
"It's worthy of his species, his will is so strong, but what qualifications do you have?"
Zamu Qici looked at the bloody guards who were dying more and more, and said confidently: "Those are the past, the current Ji Chi tribe, and the rest of the tribes are no longer existences that can be ignored by the Great Zheng Dynasty.
The south is supported by a handful of people in the Sword Tomb, and your million-strong army, which claims to be invincible in the world, cannot be defeated.
My northern land also has millions of elite soldiers, among which there are countless generals like Lin Chong, and your Dazheng will not be too far from the time of destruction. ” Ling Yan laughed and said, "What a ridiculous lie.
Ah, cough, Zamu Qici, what I saw was nine hundred bloody guards killing three thousand, and Lin Chong slashed at least five hundred under his sword, you said that there are countless such generals in the north?
Shame on the matter. ” "Hmph, bring that prince Zhao Xuanyi up."
Zamu Qi shouted, and then shouted at the battlefield: "Lin Chong, look at who I have in my hand?"
Zamu Qici was burly, and the voice of the man in the north was much louder than that of people in other places, so his shout made Lin Chong, who was fighting bloodily, look at him.
"Lin Chong, the two people I have in my hands, one is the son of your majesty, he is also the crown prince of the Dazheng Dynasty, and the other is called Ling Yan, you should also know each other."
Lin Chong, who was only a few hundred meters away, heard what Zamu Qici said clearly, but it was because he could hear it clearly that the waves in his heart were even greater.
The crown prince, Ling Yan, the only son of King Zhenshi.
No wonder the general told me to do whatever it took to find the two of them, and said that even if all the Bloody Guards died, I had to bring them back.
Lin Chong hacked one person to death and scolded at that side: "Zamu Qici, if you have the ability to rush over, don't fucking shrink there like a turtle bastard."
Lao Tzu and you are really swords, I'll hack you to death. ” Zamu Qici was not angry at all, and with such a bargaining chip in his hand, wouldn't it be stupid to engage in these verbal battles with him.
He asked people to put the knife on the heads of Ling Yan and Zhao Xuanyi again. shouted: "Lin Chong, put down your weapons and arrest them, otherwise I will kill these two people, I think the prince is dead, and you, the general, will not escape death."
Surrender, in fact, my Ji Chi tribe has always admired General Lin very much, and has always thought that General Lin can abandon the darkness and turn to the light, if General Lin agrees, my Ji Chi tribe has an army of 100,000 people, let you be at your disposal, why bother to succumb to the old man's men to manage a thousand people. ” Lin Chong naturally saw the knife on the prince's neck, but he was blocking, blocking Zamu Qici would not do it, not that he didn't dare, but that he wouldn't, there was a big difference between the role of the dead prince and the living prince, he shouted: "Daydreaming, no one in my Dazheng Dynasty will surrender without a fight."
"Why, I don't think I dare."
Zamu Qi approached the two of them for the second time, Lin Chong's heartstrings tightened to the extreme, he only saw a sword piercing Ling Yan's shoulder, and only then did he realize that Ling Yan still had a sword stuck in his abdomen.
"I'll kill Ling Yuanshan's son first, and then kill Zhao Xuanyi."
There are only three people who Lin Chong is convinced in this life, the emperor of the Taizheng Dynasty, the king of Zhenbei, and the other one is Ling Yuanshan, the king of Zhenshi, when he entered Beijing in the past, he was disappointed when he saw what Ling Yan, the only son of the king of Zhenshi, did, and then he heard that the general said that there had been a great change, and he was angry in his heart, he was afraid that he would lose the face of the king of Zhenshi, so that he Lin Chong would like to kill him with a knife, so as not to lose face to the king of Zhenshi alive.
It's just that now seeing Ling Yan end up like this, I don't know what to feel in my heart.
In the end, Lin Chong looked at the soldiers fighting around him, his body seemed to be suddenly hollowed out, and he shouted loudly: "Bloody Hand Guard, Collect Troops!"
An unwilling breath lingered in the sky for a long time, not dissipating, this was the first time in his Lin Chong's generation that he was so aggrieved, but he had to choose like this, he was not qualified to block the prince's life, and blocking Ling Yan's life was too unpleasant.
This 10,000-strong enemy general of the Taizheng Dynasty finally dropped the knife in his hand, but his spine was not bent a little.