Ling Jian, Ling Chi, Ling Feng, and Ling Yun had already surrounded the other three Shui Family experts and were ruthlessly killing them! The four of them had improved greatly in their martial arts and were also fresh troops. In a single exchange, the Shui Family expert who was fighting against Ling Jian had his throat pierced! Following which, the three of them also succeeded. The two Shui Family experts opened their mouths in fear, but before they could even make a sound, they were already dismembered!
"Tian 'er! Son! "Ling Xiao was saved from the brink of death, and the one who came to save him was actually his own son! At this moment, his heart was filled with complex emotions! Thinking about how heartless Long Xiang was, how his 70,000 brothers sacrificed their lives for him! Tears could not help but fall from his eyes!
Ling Tian looked at his father emotionally and shouted, "Father, please get on the horse first. Now is not the time to talk, let us charge out first! The army will arrive soon! Only then will it be time to take revenge for our fallen brothers! "
After arranging for Ling Feng, Ling Yun, and Ling Chi to guard Ling Nineteen and Ling Xiao, Ling Tian raised his saber and charged in together with Ling Jian! Inside, there were still countless brothers who were fighting a bloody battle!
Two unparalleled killing gods, one on the left and one on the right, slaughtering their way in like a hurricane, leaving behind a ground full of rolling heads! Ling Jian also managed to snatch a long saber in the midst of the chaos, learning from Ling Tian and slaughtering their way in! Behind the two of them, within a thirty feet radius, there was not a single person who was able to remain standing!
Ling Xiao looked at his son who was slaughtering his way in a frenzy, with a look of shock in his eyes. This, this is really my son? My son who is always dressed in white and has a gentle smile on his face?
Experts were indeed experts, and without much effort, Ling Tian and Ling Jian had already gathered all the Sky Bearing soldiers together like a rolling snowball, growing larger and larger! Under Ling Tian's command, the two of them rushed back to where they came from! After meeting up with Ling Xiao, Ling Tian and the rest, Ling Tian took the lead without any hesitation. His two zhang long saber slashed out bolts of lightning as he led the way! Wherever the ferocious force passed, the crowd would roll over and open up a path! The round heads on the ground were as dense as hail falling from the sky! Rumble, rumble, rumble!
In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the small group of people. At this time, there were less than 50 people left out of the 500 people! Ling Tian shouted, "Ling Thirteen! Don't linger in battle, bring the troops and charge with me! "This person was the one who Ling Tian sent to the northwest horse ranch to replace Ling Kong, Ling Tian's direct subordinate, Ling Thirteen!
Ling Jian, Ling Feng, Ling Yun, and Ling Chi took up two sides of the troops, with Ling Tian at the front, opening up a path for them. Their troops were like a huge triangular blade, charging through the Northern Wei's army, forcefully opening up a path of blood!
The resistance in front of them was increasing! Ling Tian's eyes were red from killing as he looked ahead. Not far away, there was actually a large dragon flag with the word 'Commander' written on it! With his spirits lifted, Ling Tian brandished his saber and charged towards the small hill! He shouted, "Wei Chengping! Hand over your life! "His voice was like a thunderclap, shaking even the small hillside in the distance.
On the hill, Wei Chengping was already frightened to the point his face turned pale, his body trembling like a sieve, "Brother … Shui … Ling Tian is charging over, we … we should retreat … kekeke …" His teeth were actually chattering, unable to form a sound!
Shui QianHuan's heart was filled with complex emotions! With a furious glare, he roared, "This is the Ling Tian you were talking about, the one who only knows how to eat and wait for death? The number one silkpants in Sky Bearing? Wei Chengping! You are really capable of harming others! Indeed, an incompetent general will exhaust a thousand soldiers to death! "
If Shui QianHuan had known about Ling Tian's true strength, he would have killed him before making such a strong enemy! How could such a character be offended so easily? Even if he wanted to offend him, he would have to make arrangements beforehand! Now, his Shui Family would definitely have such a huge enmity with him. What should he do?
He suddenly recalled that his sister had gone to Sky Bearing to kill Ling Tian! But now, Ling Tian had appeared here alive and well. Then … what about Rou 'er? Shui QianHuan's heart was burning with anxiety! Could it be … that Rou 'er … had already been killed by Ling Tian? With such martial arts, how could Shui QianHuan deal with Ling Tian?!
Just as he was thinking about it, Ling Tian had already closed in!
The battle between the thousands of soldiers and horses was still ongoing, and the mournful sounds of battle could be heard right in front of him. However, in Ling Tian's eyes, all of this seemed to be very far away. In his eyes, there were only the two people on the hillside. The two young men who had been on the battlefield just a moment ago, wearing their coats and embroidered belts as if they were giving pointers! One of them was Wei Chengping, and the other should be Shui QianHuan, the elder brother of Shui QianHuan! These were the two main culprits! As long as he could capture the two of them, the situation today would be resolved!
He had to capture the two of them! Even if he couldn't capture both of them, he had to capture at least one of them!
The blood in his body was boiling, and Ling Tian's inner qi had already been circulated to the peak. From top to bottom, his entire body had already turned blood red! Ling Tian naturally wasn't injured, and the blood on his body was the blood of his enemies. In the eyes of the Northern Wei soldiers, this blood red figure moving at high speed was like an unparalleled Asura that had suddenly appeared from the sea of blood in hell. Wherever he went, there would only be a large number of severed limbs, and the smell of blood. Only miserable cries could be heard!
As the enemies in front of Ling Tian saw this incomparably terrifying Asura charging towards them, they couldn't help but tremble in fear! Humans could compete with humans, even if the other party was strong, evil, or even an expert. However, humans were unable to compete with demons! Especially this peerless demon in front of them, he was simply too terrifying! Under the pressure of Ling Tian's aura, they had already lost all will to fight, and the only thought in their minds was to turn tail and run! With such soldiers and such morale, what else could they do?
"Quickly release the arrows! Quickly release the arrows! Shoot him to death!! Shoot that monster to death!!! Quickly, quickly, quickly … "On the hill, Wei Chengping crawled up from the ground, jumping up and down as he screamed at the top of his lungs! His voice had long been mixed with countless feelings of terror and terror. It even faintly carried a hint of sobbing! Extreme fear burst forth from the bottom of his heart with the greatest hope!
However, the messenger soldier beside him had a troubled look on his face. After all, Ling Tian and the rest were now completely mixed in with the Northern Wei's army. How could such a large area of effect weapon like arrows be effective? The archers of the Northern Wei couldn't possibly be the legendary master archers. Even if they were, it was impossible for them to not make any mistakes in such an environment. If they really wanted to use arrows to wipe out the enemy, they would have to indiscriminately shoot their own men to achieve the desired effect. Furthermore, the casualties of the Northern Wei would definitely be several times more than the Ling army. Furthermore, once such an order was given, it was conceivable that Wei Chengping, the crown prince of the Northern Wei, would never receive any support from the military for the rest of his life!
It was one thing for a soldier to be willing to sacrifice himself for the country. That was worthy of praise, and their spirit was immortal. They could even become the soul of a country's army! However, if they were ordered to be killed by their own commander in the middle of a life and death battle, regardless of whether it was out of helplessness or not, it was a completely different matter! The commander who gave such an order would definitely be despised by all the soldiers in the world! Even a genius commander like Shui QianHuan wouldn't dare to give such an order easily. Even if he was as fearful as Wei Chengping right now!
Seeing the messenger standing there in a daze and not giving out the order, Wei ChengPing charged over like a madman and lashed his horse whip across the messenger's face. The muscles on his face twitched as he roared, "Are you f * cking deaf? This crown prince told you to shoot the arrows! Hurry up and shoot the arrows! " With a shua sound, Wei Chengping pulled out the sword at his waist and viciously pointed it at the messenger's chest. With a slight push, the sword had already sunk three inches into the messenger's flesh, causing blood to gush out! Wei Chengping roared with a ferocious expression, "If you don't give the order, this daddy will kill you first! Then I'll wipe out your entire family! Hurry up and give the order! " Wei Chengping was flustered and exasperated. He spoke without any manners or grace. The crown prince of a country actually called himself 'this daddy'!
A look of fear appeared on the messenger's face. He looked at the sword in his chest and felt a bone-chilling coldness. Finally, he waved the order flag in his hand and gave the order to shoot the arrows!
Once this order was given, the entire army was in an uproar! Their army of four hundred thousand was already facing off against less than thirty thousand enemies. They actually had to use this kind of indiscriminate attack to eliminate the enemy. Wasn't that the same as sending their soldiers to the grave with them? Once this order was given and the arrows were shot, wouldn't the hearts of all the soldiers turn cold? But who dared to disobey the crown prince's orders? No matter how helpless they were, they could only notch the arrows! With a single order, ten thousand arrows were released!
Beside Shui QianHuan, the eight blue-robed old men watched solemnly as Ling Tian slaughtered his way forward. They saw how he could so easily break through the tight encirclement of four hundred thousand soldiers. Every time he swung his sword, a rain of blood and severed limbs would fly into the air. In the Northern Wei army, no matter how valiant the generals were, no one could stop Ling Tian for even a moment. They couldn't even slow him down. Their eyes couldn't help but be filled with shock! They knew that they definitely couldn't do it. Even if their family head was here, he might not be able to do it!
A person like Ling Tian could no longer be called a top expert in the martial arts world! He was a killing god! A killing god who was born to slaughter on the battlefield!
These eight blue-robed old men had naturally seen many martial arts experts. They were such experts themselves! However, as long as one was a human, no matter how high one's martial arts skills were, there would always be times when one would feel uncomfortable killing someone. That was because the enemy was also a human, a living human! No matter what, there would always be some strange emotions in one's heart when one killed a living human just like oneself.
Excessive bloodshed was something that martial artists truly feared. Because if one killed an enemy, they would inevitably feel happy. But if one killed an innocent person, they would inevitably feel guilty! This was human nature, and no one was an exception! The so-called 'killing people like scything flax' was something that everyone thought only existed in legends. Even though this was a battlefield, even though this was a battlefield! Killing one person might feel cool and at ease. Killing ten people might be very satisfying. But after killing a hundred people, one would definitely feel numb. By the time he killed the 200th person, he would definitely feel nauseous. How could a normal person kill a thousand people in such a state of mind?
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