C292 The Mountain Never Changed

Look at his stance, this strike is like a bolt of lightning, he was completely disregarding his own safety, as if he was going to perish together with the other party. However, this strike completely missed. The other party was like a ghost, and the sneak attack just now was just a bluff. After he attacked, he immediately withdrew his attack and fled. Not to mention that his attack didn't even hit his opponent, he didn't even see half of his opponent's shadow.

At this moment, the sound of a mechanism behind him could be heard as crossbows shot out one after another. Faang Yiduo felt a chill in his heart. He hadn't thought that he, who had proclaimed himself as a hero, would... He had actually died here without knowing why. The other party had clearly already taken the upper hand, but he still wanted to pull such a trick. He was indignant, feeling as if a ball of fire was burning in his chest. Unfortunately, that fire could only burn for a moment.

Of course, Faang Yiduo's body was not penetrated by the arrow he had imagined. The four crossbows were not aimed at his body because there was a huge net behind the arrows. Ordinary nets could not trap Faang Yiduo, who was highly skilled in martial arts, but when it came to the big net made of steel wire and hemp rope, it could not trap Faang Yiduo. In his haste, he could only let out a sigh of relief. The consequences could be imagined.

When his subordinates, his comrades, were still fighting to the death, and they were in a tough battle, he, as the leader of the team and the leader, had already become a prisoner.

He could only watch helplessly as his team was gradually defeated and eaten away. This kind of feeling was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Those individual balls descended from the sky, and the two sides collided at high speeds. Even with Faang Yiduo's martial arts, it was still somewhat difficult for him to deal with them. The soldiers under his command did not have the ability to do so. It was still alright if they could dodge it, but the cavaliers who were hit directly... Most of the time, they would be knocked down from their horses. Even the cavaliers who were not knocked down were faced with 200 huge, round rattan balls that landed on the ground. Their path was also blocked for no reason.

The soldiers and their horses had never seen such a scene.

Some warhorses were hit by rattan balls or just jumped over a rattan ball, but they tripped on another rattan ball. The riders who were unharmed also suddenly realized that their horses had stopped. Many of the riders and horses were crowded together, surrounded by huge rattan balls. Their sabers, axes, and axes were unable to damage them in the slightest.

The warhorse anxiously kicked away the huge rattan balls that were close to it, but it often kicked its companions. In exchange, it let out a sorrowful cry. The narrow mountain path was like a shackle, causing everyone to be in such a cramped space. They were completely unable to ride their horses, and the horse beneath them seemed to have turned into a cage at this moment. The knights on the horses were bound ferocious beasts.

They abandoned their horses to fight, unwilling to give up. However, the encirclement on the horse grew smaller and smaller. The enemies on the ground kept throwing out ropes to trap their horses, and their comrades fell one after another. The two men on the other side had empty hands, as if they were taking a stroll in the park. They easily captured the companions who had been through the battle for a long time.

On the other side, a young girl in her teens, wearing white clothes and short swords, charged out. She was like a butterfly dancing in the crowd, and every time she slashed out, there would be a cavalry that would fall off their horses. It was as if a celestial spirit had descended from the sky. Facing the cavalry that fell to the ground, the enemy's infantry were three to five against one. They were all tied up and not a single one was released.

The enemy's several hundred cavalry had been standing idly by, but their own troops had already completely collapsed. Perhaps they felt despair, or perhaps they had the spirit of keeping Qingshan alive and not fearing that there would be no firewood to burn. In short, the remaining dozens of Guanning Cavalry, under someone's lead, chose to turn their horses around. They fled like rats.

Faang Yiduo felt relieved and bitter when he saw his brothers finally choose to flee.

He was invincible and invincible. The Guanning Cavalry had become a joke today!

On the battlefield, besides strength, there was another important factor, which was morale.

Today's defeat was like a landslide. Faang Yiduo might still feel that it wasn't a crime to fight. The opponent's schemes were really too hard to guard against.

However, when a robust man approached, his hand trembled. Faang Yiduo felt that the huge net wrapped around his body like maggots bonding to bones was released. He had to admit in his heart that... In terms of skill, he was afraid that he was inferior to the other party.

The battle had been decided. The girl in her teens flew over and hid behind the man in the middle. Faang Yiduo knew that he was not as good as the girl in terms of martial arts.

To be precise, the man in the middle should be a young man. He had a pretty face, as if he did not care much about the battle in front of him. He didn't show any joy at such a great victory, but his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance. Faang Yiduo had to admit that the aura emitted by this young man... He was calm and mysterious, and he had a kind of serene power.

As a prisoner, he wasn't afraid of death. Of course, there were many things in this world that were more terrifying than death. Fortunately, these people in front of him didn't give him the pressure to imagine the disadvantages.

A man came over and helped him up from the ground. The effect of lifting him up and pulling him up might be similar, but the feeling was different. Then, he helped him open his acupoints.

The man in the middle finally retracted his gaze at this moment and said to Faang Yiduo, "Disciple of the Fang family, excuse me."

Not only was he not tied up, his acupoints were also unlocked. Faang Yiduo felt as though he was a shepherd dog running all over the place. Although he also knew how to fight with wild wolves and wild beasts, he was now trapped in a cage. Around him, there were many leopards. Although he wanted to fight, he knew that other than being humiliated, there was no other result.

The other party looked down on him like that, which made him feel a little embarrassed. He wanted to shout angrily, "I refuse to accept this! But in reality, it was just a simple sentence that came out of his throat, I haven't asked for your name yet."

"Zhang Jingxuan, the master of Litre Bucket Sect. Brother Fang and his brothers, who fought against the foreign invaders at the border for the country and its people, paid their respects. " After saying that, he bowed deeply.

Faang Yiduo returned the bow, not knowing what kind of medicine the other party had bought.

"When two armies fight, it is inevitable that there will be injuries. I really feel bad. Including Brother Fang, there were a total of 143 people here. Fortunately, they were all fine. We will not change the green mountains and rivers. We will part ways here. However, I hope that we won't meet again on the battle formation."

Seeing that the other party had made an inviting gesture without any hostility, Faang Yiduo was even worried that the other party might have some tricks up his sleeve.

Later on, the Jin army would sometimes release the captives under false pretenses and then kill them one by one while they were fleeing. Seeing Faang Yiduo's slightly surprised expression, Zhang Jingxuan only smiled and did not speak anymore.