Inhuman!
Was she still human?
For more than an hour, she continuously brandished her sword and killed people. Didn't the lord's hands feel tired?
He saw clearly that his lord did not reduce the frequency of her attacks from beginning to end. She even fended off the enemy's sneak attacks. No matter how sharp the lord's sword was, it required a lot of strength to cut through flesh and bones. How many people did the lord kill that night? How many times did she brandish her sword? Xie Ze did not know the exact number, but he could roughly estimate that it was a number that made his hands tremble!
This was simply not something a human could do!
Xie Ze suddenly thought of the sneak attack in Shancheng. He was the main general in charge of the sneak attack, but he failed at the last moment. Before he failed, he still wanted to fight with all his might and kill Jiang Pengji at the cost of his life. Now, it seemed that the other party had indeed shown mercy!
Not to mention this life, even if he sacrificed 10 lives, Xie Ze did not think he could kill the other party.
"My lord, we have captured more than 10 captives …"
Xie Ze resisted the urge to complain and obediently went to deal with the aftermath for Jiang Pengji.
The enemy had suffered heavy casualties. Xie Ze raised his torch and looked around. He was almost dumbfounded by what he saw.
Under normal circumstances, in a battle between two armies, the proportion of people dying on the spot was not high. Most of the soldiers died because they could not receive medical attention.
Xie Ze thought that he could capture many wounded soldiers. He did not expect that only a few of the enemies lying on the ground were alive. Most of them were dead.
He looked carefully and realized that the way the enemy soldiers died was very similar. Either their necks were cut off or their vital parts were accurately shot. Almost all of their injuries were enough to meet the King of Hell on the spot. Even if Daluo came, he would not be able to save them. Seeing this, he inhaled a breath of cold air. Xie Ze thought that his martial arts skills were not bad. When he sparred with Li Yun on a daily basis, the chances of winning were fifty-fifty.
Even so, he did not dare to say that he could end the enemy's life with one shot.
It was not difficult to kill a person, but it was difficult to kill them all!
His lord had done it!
The problem was that she was his lord, not a general who charged and broke through enemy lines.
His lord was the backbone of the overall situation. The strategists gave advice and suggestions for his lord. The generals attacked cities and conquered territories for his lord. The three parties had a clear division of labor.
In the end?
As a military general, Xie Ze was ruthlessly crushed by his lord in the field that she was good at, and trampled on over and over.
Could Xie Ze say that he was always worried about losing his job?
Even though there were countless things he wanted to complain about in his heart, Xie Ze looked very serious and calm on the surface, giving people a feeling that he was exceptionally reliable.
Jiang Pengji was sitting on the stool, the God Slaying Sword casually inserted into the ground beside her feet. When she heard Xie Ze's voice, she raised her head and looked at him.
"There are still living captives?"
Xie Ze: "…"
Sure enough, his lord was killing with every slash. It was obvious that she didn't want the enemy to live.
Jiang Pengji raised her hand to wipe off the blood. Even though she was full of energy, the warm-up had made her sweat.
Her sweat mixed with the enemy's blood almost smeared her face.
"Take them back and lock them up." Jiang Pengji sniffled, a look of disgust appearing in her eyes. She raised her hand and wiped it on her armor, then used a relatively dry part to wipe the blood off her face. The feeling of blood on her skin was truly unbearable. "Right, we can also interrogate him. It would be good if we can get some information about Bogao. If we can't, lock him up until the end of the war … "
Xie Ze cupped his fists and said, "Understood!"
Jiang Pengji asked, "Right, did you catch any of the enemy's generals?"
Xie Ze turned around and waved his hand. Immediately, soldiers brought over two people who were tied up like palm sticks.
The two were not far from Jiang Pengji. Most generals had good hearing, so they clearly heard the conversation between Jiang Pengji and Xie Ze. The most important thing was how Xie Ze addressed Jiang Pengji — he called her "lord." What did that mean?
The two of them looked beet red, their gazes dull. Even the large and small wounds on their bodies could not distract them.
Who knew that the rumored Duke of Lanting would personally lead troops and chase after the enemy troops in the middle of the night?!!
If they had known that Jiang Pengji was such a suicidal person, they would have sent all their troops and only had eyes and hearts for Jiang Pengji.
These three words were enough to kill her!
Jiang Pengji casually glanced at the two of them and smiled warmly. "Are you under Bogao's command?"
The two of them were silent. It wasn't that they had never seen Jiang Pengji before.
Back then, Jiang Pengji and Huang Song had joined forces to attack Meng Zhan of Cangzhou. The troops under the two camps had even spent the New Year together.
It was nighttime now, and they were so far away. Who could recognize Jiang Pengji's blood-stained face?
Not to mention them, even her mother couldn't recognize her!
One of them stiffened his neck and said, "If you want to kill me or dismember me, just do as you please. Why waste your breath?"
Jiang Pengji actually nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. Keeping the two of you alive would be a waste of my military rations. After all, we don't have enough rations. Two more people means two more mouths to feed. However, I love peace and don't like to kill — "
She smiled, revealing a set of neat white teeth. The surrounding atmosphere became eerily silent.
Xie Ze could not help but turn around and cover his face.
His lord said that she loved peace and didn't like to kill. Even if he could go against his conscience to say that, he wouldn't recognize the corpses of the enemy troops lying on the ground!
Did he feel guilty saying that?
The two captives were also shocked by Jiang Pengji's actions. For a moment, they did not know how to respond.
In short, there was no way to complain.
As they spoke, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard from afar. Their eyes lit up, but they soon dimmed again.
The people who came were not Huang Song's troops. They were all there to support Jiang Pengji.
"My lord …"
Jiang Pengji said, "The matter here has been settled. Send someone to clean up the battlefield. Dispose of the corpses that need to be disposed of. Don't keep them."
The corpses of the enemy soldiers were burned and buried on the spot. The corpses of their own soldiers could be left with an urn for their souls to return to their hometown in the future.
She waved her hand and jumped onto the back of the little white horse.
Drowsiness overwhelmed her, and she couldn't help but yawn.
Jiang Pengji's work and rest schedule had always been regular. After working hard for most of the night, she was more or less sleepy.
She led the troops back to the camp. She asked someone to prepare a bucket of clean water for her to wash off the dirty blood on her body.
She washed herself clean and slept.
After the war, Han Yu and Wei Ci could work overtime. She was in charge of recuperating and building up her energy.
After exercising, she bathed and slept. The quality of her sleep was exceptionally good.
Huang Song's side was not so comfortable. Tonight's night attack had been planned for a long time. It was a sneak attack to pull back the fallen morale.
He waited anxiously in the main tent. He did not sleep all night. His heart sank even more when the sky turned bright.
"Report …"
Just as he was feeling disheartened, there was movement outside. Huang Song's spirits were lifted.
"Tell me quickly. How's the battle situation?"
The messenger said dejectedly, "The enemy has been on guard for a long time. Our troops could not retreat in time and were entangled by the enemy …"
Huang Song took two steps back in disbelief. If his right hand was not supporting himself on the table, he would have lost his composure.
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