Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

Chapter 389: Survival from a desperate situation

Chen Sanlang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he took advantage of the terrain to leap up. He chopped with a knife, and blood sprayed on his face, but he didn't care. There was a sound of wind behind him, and he slightly bent his waist and stabbed with the knife in his backhand.

Five enemy soldiers surrounded them in a crescent shape, three spears blocked the upper, middle and lower routes, and two scimitars attacked from both sides. The setting sun dyed the blades blood-red, and the forest was filled with the smell of rust and murderous intent.

He roared and rushed towards the spear tip.

The enemy soldiers obviously did not expect this skinny scholar to be so brave. The strongest bearded man was stunned for a moment, and Chen Sanlang had already lowered his body and slid forward, slashing his long sword from bottom to top - "Swish!"

The flesh was torn under the rattan armor.

Before the bearded man could scream, Chen Sanlang turned around and stuck to his back, using the corpse as a human shield and pushing it to the left.

Two "puffs" sounded.

Both spears pierced into his companion's body. Warm blood splashed on his face. Chen Sanlang was unaware. The right side of the scimitar had already chopped off the side of his neck. He had no time to draw the knife, so he simply let go of it.

He leaned back with a heavy weight, and the blade of the knife scraped past his Adam's apple. When he rolled back, the dagger in his boot was already in his hand, and he used the force of the roll to stab the enemy soldier's knee.

There are no comrades around you now, and all you see are enemies! Forge ahead bravely!

"Ah!" The moment the enemy soldier knelt down, Chen Sanlang jumped up, snatched the opponent's scimitar and used a backhanded "Returning Wind and Brushing Willow"...

The remaining two enemy soldiers were stunned by the ferocious and agile skills and took a half step back at the same time.

Chen Sanlang stood up, gasping for breath, and found that the Mo Dao was still stuck in the bearded man's body. He suddenly grinned, and his bloodstained face was somewhat creepy in the twilight.

“Give it back to you!”

He ran forward quickly, using the force to pull out his long knife. His body staggered slightly, but he did not dare to stop. He continued to transform the knife into a sword, spun around and jumped into another person's heart.

The enemy soldier hurriedly blocked with his spear, but saw the knife suddenly change its move to a chop -

Just heard "click!"

The spear shaft broke with a sound.

More soldiers retreated in panic, leaving the battlefield and rushing into the mountains and forests.

Chen Sanlang knelt on the ground with his knife in his hand. He had exhausted all his strength from the full-speed attack and a taste of blood rose in his throat.

Only then did he realize that his left arm had been cut half a foot long at some point, and blood was dripping from his fingertips.

Suddenly, there was an earth-shaking vibration under my feet.

"cavalry?!"

There was a sharp whistling sound as the blade cut through the air. Chen Sanlang suddenly turned sideways, and a long knife brushed his nose and chopped into the tree trunk behind him.

He hurriedly blocked with his long sword and then swept it out, causing blood to splatter on the enemy's abdomen.

A sticky and warm feeling flowed down my neck and cheeks. I knew it was the warmth of blood without touching it!

Chen Sanlang continued to run diagonally down the mountain with his knife in hand.

"A scholar dares to block the road?"

There were people chasing him relentlessly. Chen Sanlang knew that he could not linger in the enemy's army. If he stopped, he would be surrounded.

He endured the severe pain in his left arm, tightly grasped the long sword that had been broken long ago, dodged left and right among the enemy troops, looking for an opportunity to leave a memorial for the enemy soldiers.

Enemy soldiers continued to surround him. Chen Sanlang leaned his back against a big tree and turned to avoid the spear attack. One of the spears pierced his robe on the tree trunk and he could not move for a while.

The tip of the spear in front of him had already pierced his ribs. He waved his long sword to block it, but it was in vain. He grasped the tip of the spear with his left hand, twisted it and pressed it down. He used all his strength to jump up and kick out. His robe was nailed to the tree trunk and flew away...

Are you really going to die here? Chen Sanlang's waist was covered in blood and his vision went black.

A voice in my heart laughed happily and shouted loudly:

"The water is bright and beautiful when the weather is sunny, and the mountains are misty and strange when it rains.

If I want to compare West Lake to Xi Shi, light or heavy makeup will always be suitable

......"

The voice became clearer and clearer, but Wang Jinyi's smiling face became more and more blurred, and his vision began to blur.

"what--"

Chen Sanlang roared with all his might, and in an instant he came back to his senses. In a trance, the ground suddenly shook, and leaves fell like rain...

The enemy soldiers in front of us had already run away.

"Rumble--"

The sound of horse hooves and the orderly marching sounds approached from behind.

Chen Sanlang gritted his teeth and looked back. It seemed as if a ray of silver light was rushing towards him, and the young general in the silver helmet passed by him quickly like a white horse passing by in the blink of an eye.

A silver spear pierced the chest of the spear-wielding enemy soldier like a white rainbow. Chen Sanlang's eyes followed the silver whirlwind closely,...

"Retreat, brave men!" The young general put away his gun and stood on his horse, turning back and shouting in a voice as loud as gold and jade.

Chen Sanlang had already lost all his strength and was only supported by his will. He was leaning against the tree trunk, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

The pursuing soldiers looked at the scholar whose clothes were torn and whose ribs and left arm were already stained with blood. They all took a few more glances, and the pursuing team rolled past...

The silver-armored general shook off the blood drop from the tip of his spear, turned around and smiled, "Can you still fight?"

Chen Sanlang stood up with his sword, tore off his torn outer robe and tied up the wound between his ribs: "I am willing to follow the general to kill the enemy!"

The Daqi soldiers dispersed and pursued, and Chen Sanlang followed closely behind the young general...

As dusk fell, bonfires were lit on the battlefield.

Chen Sanlang sat on a stone tablet beside the official road, washing his wounds with wine, listening to the footsteps getting closer behind him.

Young General Fu took off his armor and came out. The military doctor beside him helped Chen Sanlang treat his wounds. Fu Jiezhi walked around among the wounded.

Chen Sanlang looked at him and found that both his legs were bandaged and there seemed to be injuries on his arms as well.

Chen Sanlang asked the medical officer: "Who is this person?!"

"You don't know him? He is the young general Fu Jiezhi!"

"Oh?"

"Haven't you heard of General Fu, one of the four great generals of our Great Qi?"

Chen Sanlang shook his head silently.

The medical officer asked curiously, "You look like a scholar, so why did you end up on the battlefield?"

"I said I was in a hurry to find someone and took the wrong road. Do you believe me?"

The medical officer laughed, chuckled twice, and then shook his head. While applying medicine and bandaging him, he asked, "Where are you from? Where are you going? Who are you looking for?"

“I’m going to Bac Ninh.”

"You sound like a southerner. Why are you rushing to Bac Ninh at this time? Don't you know that Bac Ninh City has been under siege for more than two months?"

Hearing Fu Jiezhi's questioning voice from behind, he took two big steps to Chen Sanlang's front, looked down at Chen Sanlang and answered.

"I came here from Xunyang, in a hurry to find someone!"

"Don't you know that Beining City has been under siege for two months? Are you coming here to die?"

Chen Sanlang laughed at himself coldly in his heart, but another voice jumped out, saying that he must see her first even if he died!

Seeing the sneer on his face, Fu Jiezhi tilted his head and looked at him, puzzled. He waved behind him and two clerks came over to register Chen Sanlang's identity information.

Chen Sanlang untied his belt and took out his identity document and pass. Fu Jiezhi took them.

"You are a scholar? You came from Xunyang's Xunnan County, and you are going to Wang's Rice Shop?!"

"Exactly!"

"Doesn't the Wang family of Xunyang know that there is an enemy in Beining? The siege has been going on for two months, it's impossible for the Wang family not to know, and they still sent you here?!"