dognovel Chapter 490 Jiang Mo's Strength
Chapter 490 Jiang Mo's Strength
"Huh? What's going on?"
Looking at the two sides who had not yet clashed, Lin Ping was filled with doubt.
From the moment he closed his eyes until now, only a short time has passed, and the two sides haven't even had a chance to make contact.
But why would both sides voluntarily stop?
A cool, clear voice deciphered the doubts in his heart.
"Anyone else who's not satisfied, feel free to try. I guarantee you'll end up like him." Jiang Mo stood on horseback, holding Lu Jie's head in his hand and stepping on his corpse.
At the critical moment, Jiang Mo rushed into the enemy camp with astonishing speed, and no one even noticed his arrival.
By the time Lu Jie realized what was happening, his head had already separated from his body.
"Is Jiang Heigou really that powerful?" Lin Ping was somewhat shocked.
When Jiang Mo defeated Mo Youying last night, Lin Ping guessed that he was highly skilled in martial arts, but the other party did not admit it.
Now that his conjecture has been proven true, Lin Pingcai no longer believes that one can simply rely on lightness skills to move through a vast army.
Jiang Mo must have some abilities that he doesn't know about.
Lu Jie's death caused the morale of the Lu family army to collapse. From then on, they had no general with the surname Lu, so there was no such thing as the Lu family army.
"Return the young general's life!" A commander brandished his spear and charged madly toward Jiang Mo.
Everyone knows how capable Lu Jie is. If he weren't Lu Zhan's son, how could he have mobilized tens of thousands of troops?
Therefore, in this commander's view, the fact that Lu Jie was killed so easily does not mean that Jiang Mo was highly skilled in martial arts, but only that he was a weakling.
If he can kill Jiang Mo and avenge Lu Jie, he can naturally take over the Lu family army and even seize the throne.
Such a great temptation, even if it means risking one's life, is worth fighting for.
"You?" Jiang Mo smiled faintly, his figure flashing like lightning.
The next time he appeared, he was already on the enemy's horse, and his sharp scimitar sliced off the commander's head like cutting wheat.
He kicked his heavy body onto the horse's back.
"This is too exaggerated!" Pang Xingji, who was not far away, looked at Jiang Mo with admiration, as if he were looking down on a god.
Not only him, but all ten thousand private soldiers were shocked and dreamed of being given some guidance by him.
"Anyone else want to die? I'm a bit tired. If you want to come, come along," Jiang Mo said lazily, yawning.
"Such arrogance is just like me back then." Lin Ping felt a little ashamed.
Since Jiang Yunying stopped protecting him, his aura has noticeably weakened.
He missed the days when he could be arrogant, and secretly resolved that he must... rescue Jiang Yunying and let her continue to protect him.
The enemies were terrified, and even their warhorses unconsciously took a few steps back.
However, tempted by the potential profits, they decided to try their luck.
Fortune favors the bold; if you don't try, how will you know how horribly you'll die?
This time, they were much smarter, with more than ten people surrounding Jiang Mo from different directions.
Jiang Mo frowned, drew a circle in his palm, and shook his head, saying:
"Hopefully this can be resolved before his head hits the ground, otherwise Sister Hongling will definitely be angry."
After speaking, Jiang Mo released the head of the previous commander, his figure spinning rapidly, drawing a large circle on the battlefield in a silver arc.
Click, click, click!
The sound of chopping cabbages rang out, and by the time everyone came to their senses, Jiang Mo had already returned to the warhorse he had started with, and the head he had released finally fell to the ground.
"Dead, all of them are dead!"
Tens of thousands of soldiers stared at the headless corpses with deathly pale faces, feeling a deep chill.
Not only them, but even the generals who rushed to the aid of the city saw the whole scene and were all filled with panic.
"Hahaha! That's great! Little Black, kill that bearded guy over there too!" Lin Ping's hearty laughter broke the deathly silence as he pointed at the commander of the Left Guard of the Golden Guard.
Although separated by a city wall, Lin Ping still saw what the Commander of the Left Guard of the Golden Guard had done.
Making an example of someone to deter others often yields good results.
"Xiao Hei? Shouldn't it be Xiao Jiang?" Jiang Mo's eyeliner darkened, and he said helplessly.
"Little Black it is, who cares if he's handsome and gets Hongling's favor!"
Brush brush!
A gust of cold wind swept by, and Jiang Mo appeared before the Commander of the Left Guard of the Golden Guard, his expression as cold as ice.
"Great hero, spare my life! I came to help, not to aid and abet evil!" the commander of the Left Guard of the Golden Guard said with a mournful face.
"I don't want to kill you either, but my word doesn't count." As he bent down, Jiang Mo had already severed the other man's head.
"That was great!" Lin Ping exclaimed with delight, urging his warhorse to come to Jiang Mo's side.
He is Jiang Mo's master, how could he miss such a chance to show off?
"Are you here to help Lu Jie?" Lin Ping asked, his eyes narrowed, his voice chilling to the bone, making it hard to breathe.
They had witnessed the death of the Commander of the Left Guard of the Golden Guard firsthand, and it was clearly caused by Lin Ping. In other words, Lin Ping could command this killing god in front of them, and anyone who dared to say no would have their head chopped off immediately.
"The Lu family army's rebellion is a heinous crime, and Lu Jie deserves his punishment. We are here to help you quell the rebellion!" the Commander of the Right Guard of the Golden Guard hurriedly flattered.
"That's right, we're here to help you wipe out the rebels!" everyone said in unison.
"In that case, let's kill these two thousand rebels," Lin Ping said, pointing to a thousand crossbowmen and a thousand suicide soldiers.
How could the commanders not know the power of the suicide squad and the crossbowmen? Attacking them would be tantamount to mutual destruction.
Losing a few soldiers is better than losing their lives. In order to gain Lin Ping's trust, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.
"What are you all standing there for? Go and wipe out the rebels!" several commanders ordered in unison.
What followed was a spectacular scene: thousands of people killed the assassins while being blown to bits, their deaths gruesome.
The 20,000 armored soldiers of the Lu family army dared not provide cover for the crossbowmen, and consciously made way for them, watching helplessly as the crossbowmen were killed.
From that moment on, Lin Ping understood all the threats.
"We abandon darkness and embrace light, and are willing to follow the general." The more than 20,000 Lu family soldiers, barely clinging to life, threw down their weapons without hesitation and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
Given the prevailing trend, they had no choice but to surrender.
With Lu Jie dead, the Lu family army was effectively dead. After all, they were citizens of the Wu Kingdom, and Lin Ping was unwilling to cause unnecessary bloodshed.
"Suppress the rebels within the palace, and I will spare your lives!" Lin Ping said sternly.
The best strategy is to let the enemies kill each other and then reap the benefits.
Lin Ping wanted to squeeze the last bit of strength out of Lu's army.
Driven by a strong will to survive, more than 20,000 Lu family soldiers picked up their weapons again and rushed madly toward the palace, their speed almost as fast as that of the cavalry.
"Let's go take a look!" Lin Ping waved his arm, and 20,000 private soldiers followed closely behind him.
Lin Ping ultimately couldn't trust the enemy's words. If they joined forces with the rebels in the palace, it would be troublesome. He had to lead a large army to observe the battle from the sidelines and ensure the safety of the king and Xia Linglong.