Martial Arts Have Mastery

Chapter 87: pity

"Young Master Qi, killed more than 2,000 enemies and captured more than 3,000 Jin soldiers."

When the battle was over and the battlefield was being cleaned, a light cavalryman reported the results to Shen Ling.

Shen Ling nodded and said, "What about casualties?"

The light cavalry took a deep breath and said solemnly, "There are more than 100 injured, most of them are warriors. On the cavalry side, seventeen died..."

"Seventeen? That many?"

Shen Ling was a little surprised.

He has tried his best to prevent casualties on the side of the light cavalry, but he also knows that there are bound to be casualties in the war.

However, compared to when he led the charge before, the number of deaths this time was slightly exaggerated.

In a crushing battle, such casualties are indeed somewhat regrettable.

After thinking for a while.

Shen Lingdao: "Take their bodies back and bury them thickly!"

"Yes!" The light cavalry nodded.

The situation of this battle was within Shen Ling's expectations.

In this battle, not only the captured horses are useful. Just talking about the 5,000 weapons collected is enough to make Shen Ling feel happy.

He now has 30,000 young and unarmed men under his command.

In the absence of weapons from Chennan Commercial Bank, the only choice Shen Ling could make at this time was to use warfare to support the war, and to obtain equipment from Jin Bing to supplement it.

At present, the weapon is still less than twenty-five thousand.

The more horses the better.

The next day.

Shen Ling was still practicing martial arts when he heard the scout come to report: "Report, there are tens of thousands of golden soldiers in the direction of ten miles north of Qihua City."

"Let's go!" Hearing the news, Shen Ling immediately stopped the knife.

He brought the 5,000 infantrymen who received the weapons yesterday, as well as the 300 warriors from before, and quickly rushed to Qihua City.

An hour later, the city of Qihua came down.

A large number of golden soldiers were standing in a row. Shen Ling looked north from the city head, and he couldn't see the edge of the darkness.

"There must be at least tens of thousands of people."

Shen Ling looked at the golden soldiers below with strange eyes.

Not long after, a general of the Jin Kingdom with a sledgehammer came out and shouted loudly, "People in the city, have you ever seen a cavalry with 5,000 people?"

"I saw it, just yesterday."

Shen Ling nodded.

The general of the Jinbing armed with a sledgehammer said solemnly, "Where are they now?"

"Come on."

Shen Ling turned back and waved.

A few people behind him pulled up a rope, and a corpse slowly rose to the top of the city gate.

"you!"

Seeing the corpse of the second-rank Jinbing general, the Jinbing general holding a sledgehammer gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

"Retreat!" After hesitating, he gave the order to retreat.

His strength is not yet second-rank, and since Shen Ling can kill the second-rank Jinbing general, it proves that he has at least second-rank strength.

In the case that high-end standing cannot maintain balance, crowd tactics may not be useful...

Now withdraw, and wait for someone stronger to come.

is wise.

On the city wall, Ning Yue looked at the Jin Bing who had gone away, with a puzzled expression: "Just let them go?"

Shen Ling said, "They want to leave, why not let them go?"

Ning Yue glanced at Shen Ling and said softly, "With your character, you shouldn't let them go so easily, it feels weird."

Shen Ling smiled: "Don't speculate, I just feel that I can't beat these guys temporarily."

With that said, Shen Ling's eyes turned to the north.

Actually, Ning Yue was right about this, he really didn't plan to let these golden soldiers go.

But if you want to do something with these guys, you have to wait...

The time has come to night.

Shen Ling called Da Zhuang and the hundred young men with armor, pointed to a pile of small bottles on the table and said, "One bottle per person, take it."

After everyone picked up the small bottle, Shen Ling said: "The task is very simple, pour these things into the Jinbing camp, preferably in the water they drink, and at worst, ensure your own safety."

"Understood!" Da Zhuang nodded.

After receiving the mission, they set off from Qihua City and rode their horses towards the north.

Two hours later, Da Zhuang led people back.

Walking up to the city wall, Da Zhuang said in a low voice, "Young Master, I have done as you ordered."

Shen Ling nodded: "Okay!"

Another day has passed, and today's Jin Bing is very quiet.

Shen Ling sent a lot of scouts, but none of the Jin soldiers left the camp and wanted to launch an attack.

This day is Jin Bing's Good Friday.

From the moment they ate breakfast, they started vomiting and diarrhea, until they lost their strength.

It would be fine if this was just an isolated case, but it generally happened in Jinbing's camps.

"what is the problem?"

In the camp, the general of the golden soldier with the hammer roared loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed instantly, and then he hurriedly ran towards the place where no one was there.

As a third-rank martial artist, he is also a member of vomiting and diarrhea.

This situation blinded the entire army camp.

At noon that day, a lieutenant said to the hammer-wielding Jinbing general, "According to the soldier who accompanied the army, this situation was caused by eating unclean food."

"Unclean things?"

The general Jinbing with the hammer held his stomach, "Is there any way to cure it? If this goes on like this, I will almost be unable to stand up!"

The lieutenant said softly, "Lang Zhong said a way, but we don't have any medicinal materials!"

The hammer-wielding Jinbing general had a bitter look on his face: "Send someone to find it!"

The lieutenant nodded.

That night, the top general of the Jin Bing also came here with the remaining more than 100,000 Jin Bing, ready to meet up with the hammer-wielding general~lightnovelpub.net~ However, when he learned that the situation here was not good, Jin The top general of the soldiers chose to start camp some distance away from the camp of the general with the hammer.

Just a day later.

The exact same symptoms began to appear in the camp here. No matter how to prevent it, how to prevent it, even if you are careful, you have not avoided the erosion of this kind of thing.

"Ahhhh!! Damn it!!"

The top general of the Jinbing angrily smashed a table.

He was a dignified first-rank martial artist, but he was actually tricked by something he didn't know.

Now his stomach is no better, and his body is very weak.

He is a first-rank martial artist, and his body has long been immune to cold and heat.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, he appeared in the golden army camp at night.

Night attack!

The general Jinbing with the hammer slowly climbed up, but when he took his hammer, he found that his body was too weak to lift the hammer.

At this moment, he saw a young man holding a torch.

"Despicable!"

The hammer-wielding Jinbing general gritted his teeth and said, if he still didn't understand that he was being plotted against, then most of his life would be in vain.

Shen Ling smiled: "Thank you for the compliment."

After speaking, Shen Ling raised his sword and dropped it.

In one night, Shen Ling used only 5,000 men to capture more than 200,000 Jin soldiers.

However, the top general of the Golden Soldiers, whom he heard from the Golden Soldiers, slipped away with his own guards when he attacked the camp.

Shen Ling felt a pity.

He heard that the top general who escaped was a first-rank master.

If this is killed, will it be able to explode two secrets of the practice technique?

pity!