Lu Letian felt that there were people around him. He was in a strange situation that he had never experienced since his practice. Because there were no practitioners with similar cultivation levels to him, these wind-chasing cavalry did not even wear armor, so he stabbed one person to death with one sword, almost relying on his physical intuition to fight, and he did not think about any tricks in his mind.
However, after stabbing more than 20 people to death one after another, Lu Letian suddenly felt his hands and feet weak. Only then did he wake up that the true energy in his body was already a little weak.
His heart suddenly became cold, and a general number flashed through his mind. More than 20 people were killed on the city wall, and after he came down, he killed less than 60 people, and a total of about 70 people were killed.
"With my cultivation level, I usually do this kind of sword and stab hundreds of swords. Now that I have killed more than 70 people, I have already exhausted my true energy?"
If someone tells him that killing more than 70 ordinary soldiers in a row will cause his true energy to be exhausted, he will definitely sneer. However, at this moment, he completely awakened that this kind of fighting is not always high concentration, and the flow of qi and blood and true energy in his body is much faster than usual. Moreover, the body is intuitive reactions when moving. If a weapon stabs a certain part of the body, the body protects the true energy will explode with a powerful explosion. The consumption of this true energy cannot be referenced by the sword stabbing the target when practicing swords.
Only after experiencing this kind of thing can one understand. Lu Letian knew that this was facing hundreds of light cavalry. If he was facing hundreds of heavy cavalry, thousands of cavalry, tens of thousands of infantry, and in the formation, the surrounding pressure would be greater, the attacking weapons and people would be more dense, and the consumption of true energy would be more intense.
"How could Gu Shiwu fight overnight in Heishawa, and how could he survive the 70,000 to 80,000 Tubo army?"
Lu Letian stabbed the two of them to death, his body was already trembling, and the sword in his hand became heavy. At this time, he knew that death was approaching, but such thoughts flashed through his mind.
The wind-chasing cavalry, who was close to him, also noticed that he was exhausted. At this moment, someone shouted and rushed over, but the old army who had given him a round shield before, led a few sword and shield hands to kill him.
The old army had five or six wounds on his body, all of which were bleeding, but none of them were fatal.
"You should breathe a sigh of relief first. When we die later, you run back. If you can escape, run away first. If you want to avenge us, you can recover your strength and try to attack them. They will have no war horses. When you are full of true energy, you can't catch up with you. If you kill about ten people, you can't kill them all, and you will be annoyed to them."
Lao Jun and several sword and shield hands pushed to him, and said these words to Lu Letian in a deep voice. Two of the sword and shield hands had fallen down.
Lu Letian's eyes were blurred.
He did not know the old army's name until now, but in his mind, the old army was already his teacher.
"Let's go."
Lao Jun listened to Lu Letian's heavy breathing and said without looking back: "Remember, no matter how you rush to the formation, you must first control your breathing. If you breathe in a mess, your strength will not be lost as quickly."
Lu Letian's tears finally burst out from his eyes.
He nodded vigorously and said, "I understand, teacher."
He no longer turned around and ran to the back of the village that Lao Jun said.
Behind the high walls of that place is a jujube forest. Anyone like him who can escape into the woodland should not be able to chase him.
He remembered the old army's words and tried his best to control his breathing.
The general who chased the Wind Rider saw Lu Letian escape, probably felt that a monk like Lu Letian was a big hidden danger. He pulled his foot and chased Lu Letian two steps. As a result, the Taoist behind chased him again and smiled and shouted, "Don't run away, your opponent is me."
"Grass!"
The Wind Chasing Cavalry general was so angry that he cursed. Seeing that there were not many living people in the village except the Wind Chasing Cavalry, he spoke out and asked someone to come and kill the Taoist.
The man fought and retreated. When dozens of wind-chasing cavalry came to surround him, he ran to the village wall and climbed over the wall and ran out.
"This guy..." The general of the Wind Chasing Cavalry looked at the young Taoist retreating with ease, and suddenly felt that although this person's cultivation was not as good as that of the seventh-grade cultivator, this person was still so calm and comfortable in this blood-flying killing field, and it would be even more troublesome to be escaped by him.
But the general of the Wind Chasing Cavalry had just finished cursing and saw the corpses in the village. When he looked at the familiar armor, his eyes instantly dimmed, and the anger in his heart disappeared invisibly.
...
After Lu Letian entered the jujube forest, he stopped.
He kept telling himself to control his breathing, but when he turned to look at the village, his fingernails in his hands were clenched into the flesh in his palms, and he was still in pain and unable to breathe.
Those people and him had never known each other. The village was lost, and the wind-chasing cavalry could quickly burn some of the food and grass stored in it. The flames and smoke from the fire would make the teams transporting food and grass know from a very distant place that something happened here and no food and grass would be transported here again.
However, at the same time, a voice deep in his heart kept roaring to take revenge, asking him to take back the village.
Kill the wind-chasing cavalry and regain the village.
Then he tried to convey military information and told the teams that transported food and grass that the village was still in their hands.
Then what?
It may have to face more heavy cavalry and infantry.
It may be two thousand, maybe three thousand.
What can he do alone?
Does it make sense?
If he was in Chang'an now and the young man who was watching koi in front of Tianming Tower, he would have easily come to the conclusion.
It's meaningless.
Situ Qingcheng just had to compete for a certain amount of time to disrupt the deployment of Duke Pei within a certain amount of time. Whether it was the remaining wind-chasing cavalry, or the heavy cavalry and infantry that came to defend, they just used their lives to delay a certain amount of time, forcing many teams transporting food and grass to change the route.
At the same time, some teams on the front line will be forced to adjust their combat plans due to subsequent issues of food and grass and military supplies, and Situ Qingcheng will have more opportunities to find out the weaknesses of the Duke Pei army.
However, Lu Letian cannot say the four words meaningless.
The old army who died in the battle, the sword and shield soldiers who died for him to take more breath, would not think that it would be meaningful or meaningless.
The military order they received was to guard here.
He is now a soldier, not a noble son in Chang'an City.
...
Slight footsteps sounded in the jujube forest.
Lu Letian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes instantly and held the sword on his knee.
"It's me."
He saw the Taoist who had fought with the general of the Wind Chasing Cavalry before emerging from behind a jujube tree, waved his hand at him, and then said softly, "Don't worry, I have observed it. They marched here day and night, and now they are tired. Besides that general, the rest of the people are not our opponents, so they dare not divide anyone out to search."
"You are still alive." Lu Letian was instantly happy when he saw the young Taoist, and then he couldn't help asking, "What's your name?"
The young Taoist said, "My name is Guo Que, my Taoist name is Yuanshun, and the monk Wuji Temple."
Lu Letian was stunned, "You are by your side..."
He said three words, and felt that it was inappropriate, so he stopped talking, but Guo Que didn't care and said calmly, "I was indeed the side-door monk mentioned by the Dao Sect of Chang'an. I also became a bandit and worked as a military advisor to the Shanda King for several years. However, these are all registered in the Mingyue Pavilion. If you have the opportunity to gain military merits, I also signed up for military registration as soon as possible. Gu Daoshou did what he said, and I did not suffer any difficulties with my army."
Lu Letian hesitated for a moment. He had never used Lu Letian's real name before. Now he was thinking about telling the other party's true identity or continuing to hide it. But before he could speak, Guo Que had already said, "I know you, your name is Leyu. I didn't expect that your cultivation is so high, but you should be the young master of a noble family. Although your cultivation is high, you should have never experienced such a battle formation."
When Lu Letian thought of the last scene, he knew that without this man, he shouldn't be able to escape, so he bowed seriously and said, "I have never experienced such a battle formation before, and I have insufficient calculations for the consumption of true qi. In the end, if I had no one, I would not be able to escape."
"The next time we encounter this situation, the blood will be colder. They are destined to die in battle. If there is no practitioner on the other side who can limit us, it is actually very simple to survive." Guo Que looked at Lu Letian and whispered seriously, "We monks from Wuji Temple all went to Mingyue Temple for a meal before leaving Chang'an, and then listened to several classes. I felt it was very useful. Gu Daoshou meant that it was not necessary to kill more enemies in a battle, but to make as much contribution as possible."
"Make greater contributions?" Lu Letian was stunned.
Guo Que didn't know that the other party was Lu Letian from Chang'an. He looked at this partner with strong cultivation but lacked combat experience and said seriously, "Yes, when I came to find you, I figured it out. According to the people from Mingyue Pavilion, since these people came to Dongyun Village to destroy the transfer of grain and grass, they must have wanted to prevent the transfer of grain and grass here from being transported to a certain place. We may not have to kill people here anymore, nor do we have to waste time with them anymore. If we can know where they don't want the transfer of grain and grass to go, but we can find a way to get a batch of grain and grass to that place, their calculations will be completely lost."
Lu Letian was shocked and said, "Guo Que, you are really amazing. You are right. I know that the batch of grain and grass in Dongyun Village will be transported to Yuyang Palace soon. I think the Prince Pei sent an elite soldier to build a fortress there and then attack the rear of Situ Qingcheng..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Guo Que.
Guo Que sniffed the fireworks in the air and said, "They have already started to burn the food and grass. Brother Leyu, we don't need to know how the generals calculate it. Now you know that the food and grass here are originally going to be delivered there, so we quickly think of a way to see if we can get the food and grass from where to send it to Yuyang Palace. If we can send the same food and grass in time, then we will be a great achievement."
Chapter completed!