Chapter 19: Flag Bearer
"Jiang Renjie, the benevolent and holy Lord of Hell, has killed the bad guys like Telaisuoer!"

A loud roar came from far behind him, and the old man turned his head to look.

But he saw a tall and thin figure rising and falling in the snow. In just a moment, he slapped down a bad guy with one palm, dodged his mount, and galloped towards him.

"This person should have the strength close to the minor heaven level. I will go to stop him. Everyone, please be careful."

The old man's eyes turned, and a voice came from behind the visor. He turned his horse's head and rushed towards Jiang Renjie.

The remaining few bad guys did not hesitate either. They kicked their horses hard and rushed straight towards the leading carriage.

Golden palm shadows flashed in the air, but the old man did not slow down his horse. He just flipped the Tang sword in his hand and instantly chopped off the palm shadows.

The two riders passed each other, and the old man was almost unharmed, but there was a trace of blood on Jiang Renjie's shoulder.

The latter was startled. Although he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, he could tell from the slightly old voice that the person was no longer young.

I never thought that this old dog's knife could be so fast!

He sneered loudly, pulled up the reins, and rushed towards the old man again.

The old man's eyes were very calm and his hands were extremely steady. He fought with Jiang Renjie several times but did not fall into a disadvantage.

Moreover, if he were to be pinned here alone, he would be able to attract a group of people from the Xuanming Sect, allowing the rest of the bad guys to break in smoothly.

But not long after, a panicked voice was heard.

"Old senior, the emperor in the car is fake..."

"What!?"

The old man turned around quickly, and the Tang sword in his hand slowed down for a moment.

Jiang Renjie already knew the result. He sneered, suddenly seized the opportunity, jumped off the horse, and slapped with all his strength.

The old man drew his sword to block, but before he could mobilize most of his internal energy, he was knocked backwards by the palm.

The strength of the two was almost the same, and the winner was immediately decided as soon as Jiang Renjie took advantage of the opportunity.

The bad guy who made the roar felt very regretful, but before he could come to support, the enemies swarmed over and started to fight.

……

In the same direction, Li Cunxiao became furious when he found that all the carriages were aimless. He swung a tree trunk and smashed a carriage to pieces.

"Tenth brother, we've fallen into a trap, retreat quickly!"

Li Cunzhong, who was standing on his shoulder, didn't bother to think about anything else. He glanced at the battlefield and issued an order without hesitation.

Li Cunxiao panted heavily in dissatisfaction, turned around, and was about to lead his men to attack.

Fortunately, the Liang people around him had already been beaten to pieces by him, and except for the seriously injured Jiang Yuanxin and the two Yan Juns, almost no one dared to stop him.

But at this moment, Li Cunyong, who had been suppressing the enemy in the distance, suddenly shouted urgently.

"Brother Nine, Brother Ten, be careful behind you!"

Before Li Cunzhong could react, Li Cunxiao, who was under his feet, suddenly turned around.

A huge force hit him, and even Li Cunxiao staggered back a few steps.

Li Cunzhong was also thrown off his shoulder, but he immediately climbed up from the snow in a panic.

But at the edge of the battlefield, there was a white-haired old woman with a hunched figure, leaning on a wooden crutch, standing steadily.

Li Cunzhong's eyes narrowed.

"Meng Po of the Xuanming Sect..."

Li Cunxiao growled, took a step back and stood in front of Li Cunzhong.

That Meng Po smiled hoarsely and bowed slightly.

"I came to Caozhou this time, but I didn't expect to meet the three masters of Tongwenguan. I am really sorry for not welcoming you..."

Before she finished her words, she had already spun the wooden crutch in her hand, then leaped up and rushed towards Li Cunxiao.

"Then let me meet you, the strongest man in the world!"

……

The old man flew backwards from the horse's back, rolled in the snow, and stabbed the ground with his knife to stabilize his body.

But a trace of blood had already seeped out from under the mask.

Jiang Renjie put his hands behind his back, walked slowly over, sneered and praised: "You are indeed a talented person, but it's a pity that you work for the long-defunct Li Tang. No wonder I killed you."

He stopped half a meter away from the old man, lowered his head slightly to look down at him, and spread his arms.

"Why can't you remnants recognize the current situation?"

The old man coughed violently, turned his head and looked, and saw an army of nearly a thousand soldiers standing quietly in the distant field.

Under a flag with the Chinese character "梁" on it, Zhu Hanbin, wearing armor, was looking at the fighting scene with great interest.

"You know, even the last of the Li Tang bloodline won't survive past next year."

Jiang Renjie laughed loudly, then leaned over and whispered, "I killed Emperor Zhaozong myself..."

The old man was so angry that he chopped upward with the knife handle in his hand.

But Jiang Renjie had been on guard against him. He just dodged to the side and then slapped the old man with his palm, and the old man rolled back several meters again.

"You old dog who doesn't know how to live or die!"

He snorted coldly and was about to pick up the blood-stained Tang sword when he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

His whole body seemed to freeze in an instant, and then he looked down in confusion.

But then he saw a long knife piercing through his abdomen, and blood was gushing out along the blade.

He turned around in disbelief and slapped it with his palm, only to see the Tang sword in the snow suddenly picked up by someone, followed by a flash of cold light, and a blood mark appeared on his neck.

Xiao Yan stared coldly into Jiang Renjie's eyes, exerted force with his hands again, and the iron knife stirred in the latter's stomach again.

The tall and thin corpse fell to the ground with a thud, and he quickly stepped forward with two swords in hand and helped the seriously injured old man up.

The ghost soldiers next to them just reacted, and Liu Cheng had already rushed over with the remaining bandits. "Old senior!"

Seeing them rushing over, Xiao Yan handed the old man over to them and said, "Evacuate this place quickly."

"Who the hell are you?!"

Liu Cheng put the old man on his horse and asked urgently.

But Xiao Yan's figure had disappeared again.

He held the knife in both hands, and wherever he passed, blood mist rose up and penetrated deep into the battlefield.

At this time, the bad guys from the north and south had already gathered together, but they were also almost divided into several groups.

However, the losses of several forces were not small. The Liang soldiers and the Xuanming Sect's troops who were originally part of the caravan were almost dispersed, and the ones fighting with them at this time were the people who came to support them later.

Ji Ruxue was originally searching for Xiao Yan, but encountered some bad guys who were being surrounded and attacked halfway, so she took off her costumes and kept urging them to leave the battlefield as soon as possible.

At this moment, she was also besieged by several ghost soldiers.

Just as she was beginning to feel the strain, she heard a sound of breaking air and saw a figure rushing over. In a few flashes of cold light, he killed those minions for her.

Xiao Yan looked the girl up and down.

"Are you okay?"

Ji Ruxue breathed a sigh of relief, but she just used her sword to cut off a piece of cloth to wrap the wound on her arm, and then shook her head coldly.

"No problem."

"I have the flag in my hands. We can withdraw now."

Xiao Yan didn't have time to explain and was about to gather all the bad guys, but he heard Ji Ruxue's exclamation in his ear.

"Look!"

He looked in the direction the girl pointed, and saw rows of bows and crossbows raised towards this side in the distant military formation.

The sky was getting light, and countless arrows were flashing cold light, ready to soar into the sky.

……

Under the "Liang" flag, Zhu Hanbin controlled his mount and finally stood up.

A general came forward, holding the hilt of his sword, and reported: "General, the men are ready."

"Send an order——"

Zhu Hanbin narrowed his eyes slightly, stroked the whip with his rough palm, and finally gave the order.

"Bang the drum."

In the battle formation, drums suddenly sounded.

In front of the battle formation, the soldiers holding bows instantly drew their bows and arrows, then raised them up at an angle.

Nearly a thousand people released their bowstrings almost at the same time, and dense arrows flew into the air.

……

Under the first wave of arrow rain, countless muffled groans were heard from all directions. No matter whether they were the minions of the Xuanming Sect or the Bad People, all of them were shot and fell.

The people from Tongwenguan had retreated a little further away, but there were still people affected.

Immediately, a second wave of arrows rose into the sky again.

Ji Ruxue, who had just deflected the arrow, looked up and saw the dense black shadows in the sky.

In the reflection of her eyes, it seemed that only the countless flying arrows were left.

This time, even the remaining humans were almost unable to resist.

Even if one manages to dodge this rain of arrows, who can escape when the army crushes them in a moment?
Ji Ruxue turned her head, her cold expression finally softened a little, and she opened her mouth softly: "I..."

But Xiao Yan had already leaped up and was on the roof of the car in an instant.

"'Sword Intent' has been activated to the highest level. Overdrawing internal energy may cause damage to the host's body..."

"Rise again!"

"Rise again!"

In Xiao Yan's eyes, the bright blue flames were blazing and intimidating.

Under the iron mask, his expression was almost distorted, but in this short moment, the flying snow in the air and the snow on the ground suddenly floated up. It seemed that a vortex began to gather on the knife in his hand, stirring the air around it.

Until finally, a dazzling wave of energy suddenly burst out along with a flash of knife light.

The sword light was almost flawless, and the arrows flying in the air in front of it instantly broke and exploded, and the rain of arrows behind it also suddenly stopped and scattered backwards.

Under the gust of air, the movement was so loud that even the army formation a hundred steps away could not help but retreat slightly.

In the battlefield that had already been shot into hedgehogs, the remaining figures raised their heads and were all stunned.

On the roof of the car, Xiao Yan took off the iron mask with trembling hands, and then spread out the scroll.

He used up the last bit of his internal strength and roared loudly.

"Bad people, listen to my orders——"

"Each of us fight for our own battles, retreat in all directions, and don't make any mistakes!"

After he finished speaking, he staggered and fell backwards.

But immediately, he fell into a soft body.

Ji Ruxue clenched her fists, called over a surviving mount, and immediately climbed up with Xiao Yan. Then, gravity squeezed the horse's belly.

All the bad guys who were still stunned reacted quickly, grabbed all the horses on the battlefield, and hurriedly broke out.

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