Chapter 553

"General Zhang is right!" General Ning couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Before he finished laughing, he heard someone in front of him say, "You want to use the swamp to kill our soldiers, don't you think it's too cruel?"

Hearing this, the two General Nings sitting on the horse were shocked and their faces changed drastically. They looked forward carefully, but the front was a vast expanse of white, all fog, and nothing could be seen clearly. General Ning surnamed Zhang subconsciously shouted loudly, "Who is in front? Tell me your name!"

"General Feng, Jiang Fan!" The visitor casually reported his name and title.

The two General Nings were startled at first, but soon calmed down. The title of General is scary, but the name Jiang Fan is too unfamiliar. Speaking of Shangguan Yuanrang, everyone in Ningguo knows him. Speaking of Wu Guang and Zhan Hu, people also know that they are famous generals in Fengguo, but when it comes to Jiang Fan, most people will feel that they have no impression.

Jiang Fan had been with Tang Yin for too short a time, and he was a low-key and indifferent person, without any outstanding achievements, so he naturally knew very little about the Ning Army.

"What general? If you have the guts, stand up, don't play tricks in the dark!" Ning Jiang curled his lips and sneered. While speaking, he looked at the Ning Army soldiers on his left and right, signaling with his eyes, asking them to rush up and capture the other party. The Ning Army soldiers were not afraid of Jiang Fan either, and they rushed forward.

Looking at the large number of soldiers under his command rushing forward, Ning Jiang said with a smile: "General Zhang, you and I are lucky today, maybe we can capture a general of Feng Kingdom and take the credit back..."

Before he spoke, he suddenly felt a sinking behind him, as if something heavy fell on the horse's buttocks. At the same time, Zhang Ning, who was riding side by side with him, suddenly changed his face and looked behind him with his mouth open.

Realizing that something was wrong, General Ning instinctively turned around and looked behind him. He saw a dark spiritual practitioner wearing black spiritual armor standing behind him like a ghost, holding a strange weapon that looked like a knife but not a knife, and a bow but not a bow. General Ning's heart sank, and he blurted out, "Who is it?"

"The one who wants to kill you!" While the dark spiritual practitioner was speaking, he swung his weapon horizontally. The distance between the two was too close, and the opponent's attack was too fast, so fast that General Ning didn't even have time to dodge, and the sharp edge had already flashed to the front.

The sharp edges of the strange weapon accurately crossed General Ning's throat. With a hissing sound, General Ning's neck was forcibly cut open with a large cut of more than four inches, and the blood vessels, trachea and neck muscles were cut together.

Without making any sound, General Ning still had a blank look in his eyes, but he had already fallen off his warhorse straight, until he lay on the ground, blood spurted out from the wound on his neck, and his limbs twitched a few times before he stopped moving.

"Ah!" General Ning, whose surname was Zhang, saw his companion being killed by the other side with one move, and he screamed in fear. Not to mention fighting, he didn't even dare to say a word, turned his horse's head, whipped and ran away.

The dark spiritual cultivator who suddenly appeared was not someone else, but Jiang Fan who had followed him. Looking at General Ning's back as he fled in panic, he sneered, stood on the horse's back, held the purple-gold bow with one hand, and drew the bow with the other hand. As his fingers drew, a spiritual string with a radiant glow appeared on the bare bow. He turned back and pulled out a purple-gold arrow from the quiver on his waist, put the bow on the string, and the arrow was not aimed at General Ning who was riding a horse and running, but at Benkong.

Bang!

The spirit string was plucked, and the purple-gold arrow whizzed out, flying straight into the air. Then, the purple-gold arrow seemed to have reached its limit, drawing a perfect semi-arc curve in the air, and then fell straight down, falling towards General Ning.

Puff!

This arrow, even if it was designed with great precision, could not be so accurate. The purple-gold arrow did not hit General Ning, but passed over his head and nailed the horse's head fiercely. The force of this arrow directly penetrated the horse's head and pierced deeply into the ground. The horse died on the spot, and its body fell forward. General Ning, who was originally sitting on the horse's back, screamed and rushed to the ground. Then his body was like a ball, rolling forward continuously on the ground, rolling more than ten meters away, and his body finally stopped. However, at this time, he was already dizzy from the fall, and everything he saw was spinning rapidly. He struggled to sit up and finally fell down again powerlessly.

It was hard to imagine that in the fog, Jiang Fan could let General Ning pass with one arrow and shoot his horse to death. The purple-gold arrow was like a life in his hand. After Jiang Fan shot General Ning with one arrow, he sat on the horse at his feet, and ignored the stunned Ning soldiers around him. He urged his horse to run to General Ning who was still in a daze, lowered his body, first retracted the purple-gold arrow he shot, and then hit General Ning's head with the back of the purple-gold bow, knocking him unconscious. Then he grabbed his armor, lifted it up and put it on the horse's back, turned the horse's head, and returned the same way.

This series of actions was done in one go, without any dragging of the feet. When he had ridden away for a long distance, the Ning soldiers who were standing stupidly in the same place came to their senses, and people screamed and chased Jiang Fan.

Two main generals, one was killed and the other was captured. How could they let Jiang Fan leave so swaggeringly?

Jiang Fan didn't walk very fast, and it didn't take long for Ning Bing to catch up with him.

Shrugging and smiling, Jiang Fan reined in his warhorse, raised the purple gold bow, and made a gesture of pulling the spirit string. Seeing this, the Ning soldiers were frightened and turned pale. They ran away in panic, and the large group of people saw Jiang Fan pulling the bow, and they all scattered like birds and beasts, and disappeared in an instant.

"Hehe!" Jiang Fan chuckled, put away the bow, and continued to urge his horse back to his team.

Halfway through the journey, he ran into the Feng Army led by Zhan Hu. Seeing Jiang Fan, Zhan Hu asked dissatisfiedly: "General Jiang Fan, where did you go just now?" On the battlefield, Zhan Hu didn't see Jiang Fan at all. He didn't like people who took advantage of opportunities and hid behind when something happened.

Jiang Fan did not answer, but asked: "Where is General Zhan Hu going?"

Zhan Hu said confidently: "Of course, we are going to hunt down the Ning thieves."

"No need to go."

"Why?"

"The Ning army has dispersed. I have killed two commanders, one of whom is here." Jiang Fan patted the unconscious Ning general while speaking.

"Ah?" Zhan Hu and the people around him were shocked. It was only then that they noticed that there was another person lying on Jiang Fan's warhorse. People looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief, and they were speechless for a long time. The two commanders of the Ning army were actually taken care of by Jiang Fan alone...

Zhan Hu was stunned for a moment, grinned, walked to Jiang Fan's horse, took the reins of his warhorse, and said a little embarrassedly: "So you went to hunt down the enemy commander. I thought you hid in the chaos!"

Jiang Fan smiled and didn't say much.

Killing a Ning general and capturing a Ning general is more important than killing more Ning soldiers, especially now that the Feng army has no idea about the situation in Qingyuan City. Capturing a Ning general alive can just solve the current dilemma. Let's not talk about the rear army of the Sky Eagle Army cleaning the battlefield, dealing with corpses and wounded soldiers. Let's talk about Jiang Fan and Zhan Hu, who carried the captured Ning general back to the central army to see Ziying.

Although the Feng army drove away the sneak attacking Ning soldiers in this battle, the price paid was not small. In just this battle, the casualties of the Feng army were no less than 3,000. In addition, two grain carts were burned, and three catapults and four city-breaking crossbows were burned.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan captured a Ning general alive, which greatly compensated for the losses of the Feng army.

After listening to the battle situation of the rear army, Ziying immediately allocated another 5,000 elite soldiers to the rear army to strengthen the strength of the rear army, and assigned one of his capable generals to command the rear army. After dealing with all these, his eyes fell on the Ning general.

At this time, the Ning general was still in a coma, lying on the ground unconscious. Ziying looked at Jiang Fan, who said: "I just knocked him out, and pouring a basin of cold water will make him sober."

Ziying smiled, bowed to Jiang Fan, and said seriously: "This time it is really thanks to General Jiang Fan's help!"

"General Ziying is polite." Jiang Fan did not dare to neglect the salute.

Zhanhu and Jiang Fan went to support the rear army together. In the battle, Zhanhu worked harder than anyone else, and he killed and injured countless Ning soldiers, but in the end, when it came to judging the merits, he was often ranked at the back. As the saying goes, good steel should be used on the blade.

The soldiers of the Feng Army brought a bucket of cold water and poured it on the head of the Ning general. The unconscious General Ning shuddered and woke up slowly. Before he opened his eyes, he murmured, "Oh... it hurts so much..."

Hearing this, Ziying, Jiang Fan, Zhan Hu and other generals in the big tent almost laughed out loud, and at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that General Ning was a coward, which would be easy to deal with.

Ziying walked up to General Ning, squatted down, looked at him closely, and asked with a smile, "General, are you awake?"

General Ning had been fed Sanling Pills and was tied up, so Ziying was not afraid that he could hurt himself.

After hearing Ziying's question, General Ning slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ziying, and then looked at the Fengjun generals around him. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then he understood what was going on.

He shook his body, took a deep breath, and shouted at Ziying who was squatting in front of him: "I have fallen into the hands of you bandits. You can kill me or chop me up as you please. Give me a quick death!"

When he spoke, his expression was as if he was ready to die, but his eyelids were twitching involuntarily.

Who is Ziying? His shrewd eyelashes are empty when he pulls them out. He has been in the army for more than 20 years. What kind of people has he not seen? He snorted and shrugged indifferently, stood up, and said: "Since the general said so, it's no wonder that my men are ruthless. Come on, drag him out and cut him in half!"