The middle-aged man's eyes flashed violently for several times. His flying sword turned back again, and then began to accelerate rapidly, pointing directly at Ding Ning sixty or seventy feet away with a hint of madness.

When he was tens of feet away from his own body, his thin and yellow sword accelerated to the extreme, and a soft pop sound around him exploded, and a sonic boom that could be seen in the naked eye.

At the same time, the power in the middle-aged man was also instilled into the flying sword. The flying sword was completely out of his control and was no longer a flying sword, but an arrow that exceeded the speed of the sound.

Everyone did not expect Ding Ning’s choice.

When the flying sword began to be crazy, Ding Ning took a step back.

He did not retreat normally, but instead stepped hard on the back of the chariot with his right foot.

The heavy chariot was raised up.

Before the terrifying arrow turned into a flying sword came, the chariot raised at the front had turned into a huge shield, blocking him.

"Dong!"

A heavy hammer sounded again between heaven and earth.

The bottom of the heavy bronze chariot protruded towards Ding Ning's body towards Ding Ning, raising a round dome, and at the same time a wave of air burst out on the raised metal surface.

The heavy rune chariot vibrated at this moment. On the other hand, the thin little earth-yellow sword instantly shattered into countless small pieces like an ice cone hitting a thick wall, and turned into metal rays scattered in the sun.

"wind!"

"Raging wind!"

A tsunami-like roar sounded again in the army behind Ding Ning.

The hissings of countless re-winding heavy crossbows sounded again, and waves of metal appeared in the sky above.

The middle-aged man coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body was shining into iron gray by the metal reflection in the sky.

"Walk!"

He issued a call again, not to the two close servants beside him, but to the two practitioners who had rushed out from the ground.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff...

A sound of sharp iron tools piercing through the flesh and blood sounded.

A lot of blood mist gushed out of the middle-aged man and the two close servants. In a breath, such a scene disappeared from everyone's sight. The three of them were no longer human-shaped, only countless sounds of gold and iron colliding and shattering flesh and blood.

The two practitioners who rushed out from the underground did not obey the last order of the middle-aged man.

The two practitioners let out figures howling like wild animals, dragged out afterimages among the grass, and rushed towards the army of the Great Qin Dynasty in a frantically.

No one issued a military order.

Behind these two practitioners, several turbulent airflows swirled back, and in the middle of the airflow was the sword light.

These sword lights were faster than the figures of these two practitioners, so they easily caught up with the bodies of these two practitioners.

Several blood waves appeared on these two practitioners.

The sword light went in and out of their bodies, and their bodies disintegrated in a sharp flight and collided on the ground.

This is a very bloody and cruel scene. Nangong Caishu feels like he wants to vomit, but she forces herself to watch.

She knew that she had to be used to such scenes because she would face more of them in the future. Only when she was used to them would she not be affected by emotions in the future and make wrong judgments when facing such battles.

boom!

When the remaining limbs of these two practitioners fell to the ground, the heavy chariots raised upwards fell heavily to the ground again.

Because no one could be sure whether there were other practitioners in this grassland, no one cheered, but even the generals who controlled the flying swords in the army could not help but burst into their eyes with unspeakable joy.

No one likes to see bleeding, especially when they see people around them.

Everyone knows very well what the price a army will pay if they encounter a surprise attack from these practitioners.

However, now the other party has died seven practitioners, and the army they led has not even a single soldier died.

"Why?"

Nangong Caishu looked at the remaining limbs that were no longer rolling in the grass, took a difficult breath of air, turned to look at Ding Ning and asked.

Taking Nangong Caishu with her was to let her learn a lot of insights about marching and fighting from herself, so Ding Ning looked back at her and said, "Fifty feet behind our army is a place where practitioners in our army can't clearly perceive. Since these practitioners decided to take action here, there will definitely be practitioners who are potentially attacking from the rear after our army, which will cause the greatest chaos."

"What if those practitioners are not there?" Nangong Caishu thought, frowned and asked, "Will all the most advantageous talismans we concentrate on fail?"

Ding Ning glanced at her and said seriously: "You must understand that the same is true for marching and fighting between cultivators. There is no 100% thing, it is just a possible thing to pursue the greatest probability. If these people are really not even one person behind, then the strongest attack in our army will naturally be useless. But the biggest possibility is... In order to avoid the practitioners in our army from notice, the number of people who are the strongest and best at hiding will circumvent the army and launch it at any time. This is also their strongest power."

Nangong Caishu nodded.

She thought for a while, sorted out her thoughts, and then asked: "In the end, in the eyes of most of us, the middle-aged swordsman should have no way out. After failing to assassinate and unable to return to report, she wanted to surrender to us. At that moment, when he drew his sword to force out the two hidden cultivators, he was also murderous intent. In my opinion, there was no flaw. Why did you order attack them instead?"

"Any judgment on the battlefield cannot depend on the moment the eyes see. The surface things we see are often fake."

Ding Ning said slowly and patiently, "After these practitioners discovered that we had noticed their whereabouts, they had a disagreement. But in the end, these practitioners chose to fight here, especially since I waited for a long time and told them with certainty that I knew they would start the battle here, but they did not give up. This only means that there is a strong commander among them. This powerful commander not only needs iron means and determination, but also needs the cultivation level that overwhelms all of them. Judging from the cultivation level that those people have just shown, it is the strongest middle-aged man. Therefore, the middle-aged man is the commander, the commander who forces the rest of the practitioners to fight here."

After a pause, looking at Nangong Caishu whose face was slowly stiff, Ding Ning said calmly: "So all his efforts, even if he sacrificed the two practitioners, would eventually only complete his mission, approach me, and kill me."

Nangong Caishu swallowed his saliva with difficulty. She looked at Ding Ning deeply, unable to understand how this young man from a wine shop had such a brain and such amazing insight.

"Then how did you find that there was a disagreement between them?" Nangong Caishu asked questions that even Guo Feng and several generals were confused.

"If a practitioner has a problem with his emotions, his behavior will inadvertently become a little different from usual."

"for example?"

"For example, the fluctuations in the body's breath, the route you are used to traveling and the distance you keep, such as some traces that would not have been left on the route... Many similarities are similar. Sometimes this negative emotion will be vented on some things along the way, such as snakes and insects passing by."

"Even these are noticed?"

"Do you remember a falcon I killed with a flying sword the night before?"

"It has something to do with it?"

"What the falcon was holding was a bamboo rat whose head had been cut off."

Ding Ning looked at the incredible Nangong Caishu and said lightly: "First of all, the bamboo rat is very cute, harmless, and afraid of people. He will escape after discovering someone. It is not threatening like a poisonous snake, and there is no need to kill it with a sword. The meat of the bamboo rat tastes very good, but it is not eaten after being killed. It only means that the practitioner used the sword at that moment because he was in a bad mood."

Nangong Caishu looked at Ding Ning blankly, "How could you notice these details?"

"Look at the people behind you." Ding Ning did not turn his head, but said softly to Nangong Caishu: "As long as you think that the life and death of these people are all in your hands, if you don't pay attention, these people are likely to become corpses... You will naturally be more careful."

Nangong Caishu subconsciously turned his head and looked at the standing soldiers behind him, and his bodies trembled inexplicably.

“The last question.”

Nangong Caishu was silent for a long time before he raised his head again and said, "In the end, his sword was very fast, but you obviously expected it. So you had time to block it with a chariot. How did you predict it? And since you predicted it, why didn't you dodge directly, but block it by damaging a chariot?"

"Because I gave him the chance to compete with my flying sword."

Ding Ning looked at Nangong Caishu, his face became slightly solemn, and he whispered: "I was seriously injured and was far from recovering. As long as he chose to fight with my flying sword in the end, it would at least make my injury worse. However, he chose such a sword. Facing the entire army, he would never kill me with such a sword. This only means that he wants to try whether there are any hidden powerful cultivators in the army. But such a trial has no meaning to him, because he will die soon, so he just tried to show it to others, such as a stronger assassinator."

Nangong Caishu thought about this layer clearly and his face suddenly became ugly.

"As for why I want to damage a chariot..." Ding Ning turned to look at her and said, "This is also a similar problem as before. A very simple question. His sword is very fast and strong. If I just dodge..."

When it came to this point, Nangong Caishu had already understood it completely.

Behind Ding Ning, there are many soldiers.

She had no more problems at the moment, but before letting the army continue, Ding Ning looked at her and explained seriously: "Don't spend your energy on thinking about the origin of these people. In the battle where the army cannot leave, a general needs to think about the only things that this army encounters along the way, and what he needs to deal with is always the enemy that is about to encounter rather than the enemy far away."

...

"Why do you seem to be very focused on raising her into a general?"

When Ding Ning returned to the carriage where Changsun Qianxue was, the cold voice of Changsun Qianxue sounded from his ears.

"Because she is very suitable for being a general, and her life seems to be arranged to be a general." Ding Ning said slowly and gently: "And this is the moment. Next, there will be a lot of battles to fight."
Chapter completed!