The Sword Dynasty
449 How to do it
Ding Ning raised his head slightly, not looking at the body of this Wu Cultivator.
As he raised his head, many sharp whistle sounded from the cavalry of Uzbekistan.
With such a whistle, the entire cavalry stopped forward, and then retreated like a tide.
The cavalry retreated to the hillside at the fastest speed, and no further offensive was launched, and they continued to retreat back to the depths of the wasteland.
Unstoppable cheers and shouts rang from the walls of the Guard House and Gu Yuguan.
This is undoubtedly a proud victory.
This Wu's cavalry rushed back and forth, leaving at least six or seven hundred corpses on the hillside, but the Suwei army had very few casualties.
But looking at the retreating cavalry, Ding Ning's brow furrowed deeply.
Nangong Caishu's body shuddered with excitement. After all, she was also standing on the battlefield for the first time in such a real way, and was facing a battle that originally seemed to be a disparity between strength and weakness.
"how?"
Ding Ning's worried expression made her unable to understand.
"The other party has a very strong general, and it is inside this vanguard cavalry."
Ding Ning did not look at him, still staring at the cavalry who had retreated into the dark grassland, slowly and dignifiedly said: "General general, the choice at this time is probably to retreat and attack the Gu Yuguan, because all the Gu Yuguan The practitioners are here. Even if so many people are damaged here, they still have an advantage over Gu Yuguan."
Nangong was stunned. Suddenly there was a lot of cold sweat in the vest, and there was great fear in his heart.
Ding Ning has already continued to say, "This general did not choose to attack Gu Yuguan, it was not that we were emboldened by the cold, but that we did not want to take risks and do not want to hurt more people by ourselves."
Nangong Cai Shu took a deep breath. As the icy air entered her lungs, her body became colder. "So his choice is to wait for the arrival of most of them?"
Ding Ning nodded and lowered his eyes on the corpse of the Wu Cultivator who was not far in front of him. Much better than this one."
Nangong Caijun's face paled again. If a vanguard had such an outstanding general, how powerful was the supreme general of the entire army?
"We still have the chance to win." Ding Ning turned around and said this quietly to Nangong Caishu, then nodded towards her, beckoning her not to follow.
Nangong Cai Shu understood what he meant and watched him not far behind.
Ding Ning walked to several carriages.
In these carriages are some craftsmen who are not good at fighting, but are good at repairing ordnance, as well as the carriage where Chang Sun Qingxue is.
During the previous march, the entire Suwei had been accustomed to Ding Ning staying next to this carriage many times.
It seems that beside this carriage, Ding Ning can get greater peace, or better thinking.
Ding Ning walked outside the carriage where Changsun Qianxue was.
At this time, Su Weijun had begun to sort out the battlefield and was ready to wait for Ding Ning's next order.
A middle-aged practitioner who was wearing a robe with a color similar to dry grass was walking slowly towards Ding Ning.
Holding Ding Ning's handle in his hand, the last flower residual sword that fell in the battlefield before was extremely solemn and respectful.
He obviously came with great respect and wanted to return the sword to Ding Ning.
"You stop."
However, at this moment, Ding Ning looked up at him and made a gesture.
This is a military order.
The Sergeant Sergeant who was still lingering in the aftertaste of the bloody flavour that he had just displayed responded directly, and all the Sergeant Sergeants on the side of this middle-aged practitioner immediately surrounded the middle-aged practitioner All the blades shining with Moreng's metallic luster were aimed at this middle-aged practitioner.
The middle-aged practitioner looked at Ding Ning in shock and inexplicable, "Is this?"
Ding Ning did not directly answer his question, and then nodded a general wearing armor behind the middle-aged practitioner.
The general was wearing a frontier's armor, and he also belonged to a practitioner in Gu Yu Guan.
"And you."
He looked at the general, and then said, "Have you two words?" The wind seemed colder.
There was silence on the hillside.
After stunned for a while, many Sergeant Sergeants did not see the new military order, but they have responded directly. With a sharp footstep, the general in the armored suit beside him is also being reorganized. Surround.
The surrounded general looked up, his face became cold and abnormal, and said coldly: "Are you crazy?"
Ding Ning glanced at him calmly and said, "In the previous battle, the rest of the people were normal, only you two were not normal."
The middle-aged man in a hay-colored robe looked pale, but the general's face was even colder, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I don't understand what you mean."
"Among all the practitioners who came to Gu Yuguan, you two have the least kills, but you are not the worst practitioners."
Ding Ning looked at the general who was still making a noise, and interrupted him directly, saying, "Don't tell me that you might be so kind, you only killed two enemy troops, and those two Ordinary cavalry that is irrelevant... In the final battle of the opposing team, you have almost no role. There is a battle, not a real battle. Can you tell me why you are?"
Listening to such a voice, the general's face also gradually paled, and everyone on the surrounding hillsides looked at Ding Ning in shock and shock. I can't believe he could notice the details of these practitioners in the battle just now.
"Just by yourself?"
The general with a pale face looked at Ding Ning, and was sternly drinking out what they could not believe. "Who knows you are not mistaken? How do you know that we are only killing two enemies?"
"You should be a practitioner of the Yulong sword concept. The first sword is the sword meaning of the dragon, but the sword meaning is invincible. The most suspicious is the sword meaning of the traveling sword, that sword you Obviously you can pierce the belly of the Wu Cultivator, but you deliberately deflect the sword body, just insert the other person's abdomen." Ding Ning's expression did not change, only slowly stated.
In his calm voice, the general's face began to stiffen, and his body shivered uncontrollably.
In the next moment, the general screamed and pulled out his long sword.
However, at this moment, at least two flying swords staying not far behind the general fell on the general.
The general who had just taken a step turned into a piece of heavy wood and fell to the ground, splashing a tent of dust and blood waves.
One of the two flying swords is the crimson flying sword that appeared to be the most sharp and effective in the previous battle.
However, at this time, even the owner of this flying sword, a thin and tall man with a thin face, admired Ding Ning indifferently at this time, and there was only a voice in his heart, "How did you do it?"
Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged practitioner who held the end of the sword at the end of the flower, and said earnestly and sincerely, "It is up to you to live or die."