One Thousand Six Hundred and Eighty-Seven: Receive Nansheng, Kill Ann (95)

Jiang Pengji discovered the existence of An Jing very early on.

The other party was also as she expected, when fleeing, he chose her direction in a panic, and everything was as perfect as he had calculated.

"My lord, the front line has already been handed over, do you want the last general and others to send troops to support the generals?"

The general who spoke was originally an old minister under Yang Tao's tent, but of course, he is Jiang Pengji's now.

Currently, he is mainly in charge of guarding Jiang Pengji's side. To put it bluntly, he is the captain of the security team, followed by combat.

Although this position does not have much contact with the frontal battlefield, it is related to Jiang Pengji's safety, and her confidant is incompetent.

Sitting in this position not only means Jiang Pengji's trust, but also means that he can gain a sense of presence in front of the new owner and has a bright future.

For Jiang Pengji's trust and reuse, not only was this person completely moved, but Yang Tao's old ministers also completely returned to their hearts, and no longer had random suspicions. After all, if Jiang Pengji really had suspicions about Yang Tao's old servants, she would not entrust her own safety to Yang Tao's lineage.

This is analyzed from an outsider's perspective. Only Jiang Pengji and the audience in the live broadcast room know the truth.

Her combat power is too strong, and most of the guards are just decorations, which are useless at all. It doesn't matter whoever takes this position.

If promoting Yang Tao's old ministers can make the interior more harmonious, Jiang Pengji doesn't mind letting them move for a while.

"No, let them fight. We have more important tasks." Jiang Pengji spat out the dog's tail grass in her mouth, turned on the back of the horse, and said sharply, "Assemble the troops, the whole army will follow me. Today I'm afraid there will be a big fish, so tonight's supper will be counted on him."

The big fish in Jiang Pengji's mouth naturally refers to An Jing.

She is the lord, and everyone around her should listen to her, and go wherever she says.

The captain of the security team obeyed the order to gather the troops, and came back after a while, with a little excitement in his eyes.

He has long heard that this lord is powerful, a person of heaven's favor, he will definitely not go wrong following her.

The night was no hindrance to Jiang Pengji, her mind locked firmly on An Xing, calculated the opponent's route, and rushed to the destination early to wait for An Xing to fall into the trap. The terrain here is relatively flat, and there are shallow water beaches not far away, so mosquitoes are rampant.

"My lord, we are here..."

The captain of the security team hesitated, there are so many mosquitoes here, are they here specially to feed the mosquitoes?

Even though he was wearing a mighty and heavy armor with thick clothes under the armor, he still couldn't stop those little guys from invading everywhere, and he felt itchy on the back of his hands after a while. He slapped with the other hand, and killed three mosquitoes in one fell swoop.

The captain of the security team grinned, but he didn't dare to spit out Jiang Pengji, so as not to offend others.

He couldn't help muttering, his mistress was tightly dressed, but she had delicate skin and tender flesh, those mosquitoes should like her more, right?

Squatting in such a place, he can still maintain his composure, and his back is straight. He really is a person with firm confidence.

As everyone knows, no mosquito dared to bite Jiang Pengji.

This guy hasn't caught a single one in ten years of fishing, which shows how afraid animals are of her. Which mosquito would dare to bite her when it's too fat?

Putting aside the salty fish complaints in the live broadcast room, Jiang Pengji's blood is as poisonous as her own.

"coming soon."

Jiang Pengji put her left hand on the handle of the Zhanshen Dao at her waist, and said something abruptly.

"What's coming?"

As soon as the captain of the security team finished speaking, he felt a slight tremor on the ground. He listened carefully, and there seemed to be a vague sound of horseshoes.

Soon, he knew what was coming.

The sound of hundreds of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, and the captain of the security team was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Because Jiang Pengji was already prepared and used the reeds on the water beach as a cover, the enemy didn't notice them at all. If she hadn't ordered the archers to strike first and harvested a wave of kills, An Min and the others would probably have to face Jiang Pengji to find out that something was wrong...

The rain of arrows ahead was caught off guard, and the cavalry in the front fell off their horses one after another, only having time to let out a short scream.

"Isn't it a joy to have friends coming from afar?" Jiang Pengji pulled out the Zhanshen Dao from her waist with a swipe. The snow-white blade was extremely bright in the dark night, as if the blade did not reflect moonlight but glowed by itself. "Duoxi, we I haven't seen you for many years, do you still remember me? It's not easy to meet old friends, Duoxi might as well stay and have a cup of tea, catch up and talk about the past, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

He said something close to him, but even a blind man could feel the murderous intent all over his body.

Jiang Pengji's voice wasn't too loud, and she was separated from An Jing by a certain distance, so the latter couldn't hear it.

As a result, not only An Xing could hear clearly, but also the remnant soldiers and defeated generals around An Xing could hear clearly.

Everyone has different reactions, but there is only one thing that is very tacit——

panic!

An Jing was breathing heavily, and the joy of escaping from the sky hadn't passed yet, the ecstasy envoy followed closely, blocking the way of life.

With a hoarse and resentful voice, he almost squeezed out Jiang Pengji's name from the back molars.

"Liu—xi—"

An Jing was like an angry and seriously injured beast, wandering in the cage agitatedly, the beast's eyes were full of killing intent.

As An Jing yelled these two words, the soldiers who heard the movement panicked.

Liu Xi——

This name has been with them like a shadow since the beginning of the war, and I can't help but get a headache when I hear the name, let alone see the deity.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Duo Xi still remembers me."

An Jing's breathing became rough again.

How could he not remember?

Could it be that today is the day of his death, and this is the place where his bones are buried?

No!

He will not die, and he will not lose!

An Jing took a deep breath and said, "Liu Xi, you guard your Dongqing. I am in my Nansheng. Everyone will not violate the river. If there are foreign enemies in the future, they can watch and help each other. Why kill them all? Nansheng is not as good as you It’s as simple as imagined, but in the end I’m afraid the gain outweighs the loss.”

While speaking, An Jing winked at the general beside him, and the other party understood it, and the imperial horse stepped back a little and hid behind them.

Hold the bow and nock the arrow, close your eyes, and identify Jiang Pengji's position based on the sound.

This person is a well-known sharpshooter under An Min's tent, and he is good at listening and arguing.

The night was dark, and the distance between the two sides was a little far. He drew his bow and shot arrows, and it was extremely difficult for the enemy to find him.

Jiang Pengji couldn't help but laugh.

The war between the two families has reached this point, and they have long since died. An Jing thought that a few words could convince her?

"What do you mean by 'I guard my Dongqing, you are in your Nansheng'?" Jiang Pengji said strangely, "Dongqing is mine, but Nansheng is not yours. My ambition is in the world, and Nansheng will eventually It will be mine. Considering the friendship we met back then, I can show you a clear path. An Duoxi, if you lead your troops to submit to me, I will make you a Marquis of Anle, and enjoy the glory and wealth of your life... "

As soon as the words fell, the sharpshooter had already shot an arrow in the back.

Just listen to the bowstring buzzing slightly, and the arrow pierces through the air.

An Jing's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

In the next moment, an arrow pierced through his thigh and sank hard into the body of the horse under his crotch.

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