Chapter 135: One Man Defeates an Army

After a lot of effort, Sun Jian calmed down Yuan Shu, the old naughty boy. Then, without hesitation, he led his elite troops to continue marching towards the main camp.

A few hours later, the two armies met.

Sun Jian, who led the strong soldiers of Jiangdong, met the Bingzhou soldiers led by Wang Jing and the elite soldiers of Danyang on a narrow road, and an epic battle with far-reaching impact was about to begin.

When Sun Jian saw Zhang Xun and his Danyang soldiers, his face turned ugly and he shouted in front of the battle line, "Zhang Xun, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Jing rode out of the battle formation alone, laughed and responded on his behalf, "Captain Zhang has already turned from evil to good, why don't you quickly surrender to the court? If you remain stubborn, you will be killed by my sword."

"Zhang Xun, you are such a traitor!"

When Yuan Shu saw that Zhang Xun, a brave general under his command whom he trusted, had chosen to betray him, he was immediately furious and said, "Whoever cuts off the head of this traitor for me will be rewarded with a million dollars!"

Yuan Shu, who secretly claimed that he was chosen by heaven, could not tolerate the betrayal of his subordinates the most.

Sun Jian looked down upon a million dollars or something, but he knew that if he did not kill Zhang Xun at this time, his morale would collapse. Only by killing Zhang Xun could he revive the morale of the army and let his soldiers know that traitors who surrender to the enemy will not have a good end.

"kill!"

Sun Jian knew that time was running out, so he immediately ordered the war to begin.

Xun You's pursuers are approaching. If he does not defeat the army in front of him as soon as possible, all that awaits him will be annihilation.

"war!"

Wang Jing raised his famous sword Chunjun, and the morale of the Bingzhou soldiers suddenly soared. They even launched a counterattack and tore through the coalition's vanguard with an unstoppable momentum.

Huge shields and sharp spears were arranged into a phalanx.

On the battlefield, an inch longer means an inch stronger.

Most of Sun Jian's men were sword and shield soldiers, and their blades were no more than three feet long, one-third or even one-quarter the length of a long spear, so they suffered a great loss immediately in the battle.

"Kill!"

The iron halberd could thrust, chop, and also hook the enemy's flesh and blood, pulling it out to be surrounded and killed. Every time the halberd was swung, a bloody scream would be heard in front of the two armies. In just a moment, the entire battlefield turned into a huge flesh and blood grinding wheel.

Although Sun Jian's troops were brave, they were temporarily recruited from the countryside. There were very few real full-time soldiers and they were not as well-trained as the Bingzhou soldiers.

Each Bingzhou soldier is equipped with a halberd, a bow and a crossbow, a shield and a long sword. They can attack from a distance as well as in close combat. Everyone is well-armored and well-equipped, and they cooperate with each other in perfect harmony.

Therefore, even if there were only 3,000 people, they were like a rock at this moment, guarding the coalition forces' retreat route, and remained motionless in the face of the attack of tens of thousands of people.

Not only that, the Danyang soldiers on the flanks were also fighting hard at this moment.
Sun Jian led his troops to attack for a full half hour, but the Bingzhou soldiers remained as still as a mountain.

Huang Gai wiped the blood off his face and made a suggestion to Sun Jian in a fierce tone: "My lord, as the saying goes, to shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture his leader first. The soldiers of Bingzhou are fighting in formation, which is difficult to break in a short time. Why don't we attack together and kill Wang Jing first! As long as Wang Jing is dead, these 3,000 soldiers will collapse without a fight."

Sun Jian was covered in blood, his eyes were sharp, and he quickly locked onto Wang Jing's location.

On the chaotic battlefield, Wang Jing swung his sword and knife, and wherever he went, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and limbs were scattered all over the ground. Armor seemed like paper in front of him. Even the most elite soldiers who dared to come within seven steps of Wang Jing would be easily killed by him like cutting melons and vegetables.

"With such strength, could it be that the Overlord is really reborn?"

Sun Jian was also horrified when he saw this, and with every attack and charge by Wang Jing, the morale of the Sun-Yuan coalition forces dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If Wang Jing was allowed to continue killing people like this, the coalition forces would probably collapse on the spot without even having to wait for their food and supplies to run out.

Sun Jian was not a pedantic person. Although it might sound unpleasant to say that the majority was bullying the minority, in the current situation, victory should be the top priority.

Therefore, Sun Jian did not hesitate to lead his three powerful generals Cheng Pu, Han Dang and Huang Gai to launch a righteous four-on-one beating against Wang Jing.

"Wang Jing, die!"

The four of them have been fighting for many years and have already gained a mutual understanding and good cooperation.

In the first wave of attack, Sun Jian wielded the ancient ingot knife, carrying the blazing fire force, and rushed forward violently, slashing heavily at Wang Jing with a vertical chop, intending to split him in half.

The sword energy and the flames intertwined with each other, with tremendous power. Even someone as strong as Wang Jing did not dare to be careless at all. In an instant, the Hongming Sword was across the front, and at the same time, he used one hand to perform the sword-sheathing style from "A Hundred Battles Sword Techniques" to dissipate the opponent's attack.

At the same time, Wang Jing drew his sword with his left hand, and the peerless sword Chunjun turned into a stream of light and pierced Sun Jian's vital point.

This sword strike was extremely precise and captured the essence of using the opponent's force to counter attack. The timing chosen was the period when Sun Jian's old strength had been exhausted but new strength had not yet been generated.

"Hundred Battle Sword Techniques!"

Sun Jian exclaimed in surprise. He was really surprised by the excellent coordination between Wang Jing's sword and saber. He never expected that a mere Ding-rank swordsmanship on the martial arts list could put him in such a dangerous situation.

huh~
The sword flashed as fast as lightning. Sun Jian instinctively tilted his head and narrowly avoided being pierced in the forehead, but the sharp sword energy still cut across his face, leaving a hideous blood mark.

Although Wang Jing's sword missed, he successfully broke Sun Jian's attack. He then spun around and chopped Sun Jian back.

What followed was the enemy's second wave of attack.

Cheng Pu, holding an iron-backed snake spear, rushed forward. He was tall and strong, and had natural supernatural powers. The weapon he used was a long weapon, so his moves were powerful and heavy, like a rushing river or a raging sea. The surging power burst out in an instant. It was obvious that he intended to severely damage Wang Jing in one fell swoop, or at least create opportunities for the subsequent two waves of attacks.

The four of them are indeed veterans of the battlefield. Without any verbal communication, they have already made the most correct tactical coordination.

Sun Jian used his sword to disrupt, while Cheng Pu stabbed with his halberd to defeat the enemy. They really had perfect cooperation.

With such a pincer attack, if Lu Bu were here today, he would die at the hands of Sun Jian unless he escaped.

It’s a pity that Wang Jing is not Lu Bu. Having mastered seven peerless martial arts, his strength is unfathomable and enough to surpass all others.

"You alone want to kill me?"

Facing the incoming halberd shadow, Wang Jing's eyes were cold and he didn't show any panic at all.

He raised his hand and swung the sword. The power of the weapon was intertwined on the sharp blade, which was powerful enough to split mountains and break peaks. He used attack as defense and slashed towards Cheng Pu.

The sixth move of "Tian Zheng Wu Dian": Guarding Power!
Anyone who defends does not build a wall when advancing or sets up a fortress when retreating, and is not a good defender in order to resist the attack.

Real defense is not about defending blindly, but about combining offense and defense and turning passivity into initiative.

Dang~
The flash of swords and the shadow of halberds, the energy burst out at the moment of collision, sweeping in all directions.

Cheng Pu only felt that he was hit by a powerful and domineering force, causing his blood to churn. Then his throat felt sweet and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that the previous fight had caused him serious internal injuries.

Cheng Pu was so surprised that he said, "At his age, how can he have such a strong foundation?"

On the other hand, Wang Jing, despite the powerful impact, did not retreat even a single step. He even had some strength left to draw his sword with his left hand again, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Cheng Pu.

"Demou beware!"

Huang Gai roared, and immediately joined hands with Han Dang to rescue Cheng Pu.

The Mountain-Driving Whip shook the earth, and the Howling Wind Sword resounded through the sky!

The two men held iron whips and broadswords, one powerful and unstoppable, the other fierce and sharp. Seeing that Wang Jingzhi's cultivation was beyond imagination, the third and fourth waves of attacks were launched at the same time.

Boom~
Where the three men clashed, the air was squeezed and torn apart by the violent force, making a huge explosion.

The weapons kept clashing, making clanging sounds. The mountain-driving whip in Huang Gai's hand was given by gods. It once drove rocks into the sea for the First Emperor and had the ability to move mountains!
With every blow from Huang Gai, the earth shook and the force was as if mountains were collapsing.

The Xiaofeng Sword in Han Dang's hand is also extraordinary. Whenever it strikes, there will be a whistling wind, which is extremely magical.

The two of them attacked together, one on the left and one on the right, and finally managed to restrain Wang Jing.

"good chance!"

Sun Jian saw a good opportunity and immediately began to accumulate sword power. He saw thousands of weapons gathering and pouring into the blade. The ancient ingot knife made a humming sound and the edge of the blade glowed red like blood.

roar~
When the sword force had accumulated to its peak, Sun Jian roared to the sky like a tiger roaring over a thousand rivers. The ancient ingot sword in his hand was like thunder that broke a dream, and he killed fiercely, showing the demeanor of a top-notch general of the time.

Sun Jian's sword, which he used all his strength to strike, was as aggressive as fire, burning the sky and destroying the earth.

"Wang Jing, today is the day you die!"

Boom~
The sword light that fell from the sky was like a meteorite falling to the ground and fire from heaven, and it hit Wang Jing hard. The ground beneath his feet seemed to have erupted like a volcano, exploding in an instant and raising a cloud of dust.

"Success!"

Cheng Pu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face showing joy. The knife just now was probably enough to cut through the city wall. If it hit a person, even if he was protected by armor, he would definitely die.

Sun Jian, who had swung the sword, felt his arms go numb, his smoke-covered war tiger armor on his body turned red, and the scorching heat distorted the surrounding air.

Hu~hu~
Sun Jian was breathing heavily. Wang Jing was definitely the strongest enemy he had ever faced.

But after the smoke and dust cleared, the figure that was still standing still made the four people gasp: "He's not dead yet?"

"With such a physique, is he still a human being?"

"Even if it is the highest level of 'Golden Armor Yuan Gong', it should be restrained by 'Army of Fire'. How could it be unscathed? It is absolutely impossible!"

The three of them showed an expression of disbelief.

As they looked on in shock, cracks began to appear on Wang Jing's gilded tiger-patterned armor, and it shattered with crackling sounds.

"What a flaming aggression! It can actually hurt me."

The defense of the armor still has its limits. Even with the protection of the Golden Armor Yuan Gong, it still cannot withstand the restraint of the five elements. Fire overcomes gold. Sun Jian's sword was as aggressive as fire and directly broke through the defense limit of the gilded tiger-patterned armor, and even left a hideous sword mark on Wang Jing's chest that was deep enough to see the bone.

However, no blood flowed out from the knife marks.

Wang Jing activated his incarnation, taking over some of the muscles and blood vessels, instantly stopping the bleeding from the wound. At the same time, he used his Dharma body to drive the Danyu Holy Flame in his body, causing the knife wound to heal completely within a few breaths at a speed visible to the naked eye, without even leaving a scar.

"Unfortunately, you can't kill me just by doing this."

Wang Jing stood proudly, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky.

Sun Jian and the others all looked solemn: "You are so young, yet you have been able to cultivate the True Yang Nine Refinements to such a level. Even if Wang Jian were to be reborn, he would not be as good as you."

"My ancestors created their own techniques, and their comprehension is so high that I am not as good as them."

Wang Jing's eyes were indifferent, and he was not happy about Sun Jian's praise, because he knew that it is never the martial arts that are strong, but the people.

In terms of talent and comprehension, Wang Jing can't even be compared with a peerless genius like Wang Jian, let alone Wang Ling. But if we compare the level of hard work, Wang Jian and Wang Ling combined are far inferior to him.

Because he has an automatic upgrade plug-in!
Facing Sun Jian, this peerless warrior, Wang Jing did not hold back: "Sun Wentai, you are worthy of my full strength. Watch out for the next blow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jing had already assumed his stance and was practicing his profound skills.

The Xuanyang golden bones in Wang Jing's body were shining brightly, and powerful strength was continuously injected into his limbs and bones. It was like a violent ancient beast that was about to wake up and let out a deafening roar.

And in the sea of ​​​​qi, six big suns were also rising slowly, and the Danyu Holy Flame was flowing continuously in the eight extraordinary meridians.

Following closely behind was the spiritual consciousness transformed into a phoenix phantom, spreading its wings and soaring, with loud and clear immortal sounds resounding through the sky like the sound of nature. The straight phoenix feathers turned into sharp and unmatched swords of spiritual consciousness, which made people feel like being stabbed in the back and terrified.

At the same time, in the void, a purple imperial star hung high in the brilliant Milky Way, as if it was the will of heaven. Those who followed it would prosper, and those who went against it would perish.

Under the coordination of the Three Body Techniques, Wang Jing has preliminarily integrated the five peerless magical skills, namely the Golden Armor Yuan Gong, the Nine Refinements of True Yang, the Phoenix Feather Fairy Sound, the Divine Feather Sword Sutra, and the most mysterious Purple Star Emperor Qi. When the power is superimposed on each other, even Wang Jing himself does not know how powerful they are.

"Unfortunately, I have not yet mastered the Heavenly Conquest Martial Canon and the Wind Army, but defeating you is enough. Sun Jian, are you ready to die?"

The Hongming Sword in Wang Jing's hand vibrated and hummed, and it was obvious that he was extremely eager to drink the blood of his enemy.

It was born to slay the emperor, so naturally it felt the breath of destiny in Sun Jian's body. After all, he was the future Emperor Wu Lie and the founder of the Eastern Wu regime during the Three Kingdoms period. Even if he was just a dragon at the moment, he must have the destiny and a chance to become an emperor in this era of great strife when dragons and snakes emerged from the land.

"No! He's gathering strength!"

"Quickly interrupt!"

Huang Gai roared, and Han Dang, who was an extraordinary archer, bent his bow and drew his arrow, pointing it directly at Wang Jing: "Hit me!"

The heavy black iron arrow was like a rainbow piercing the sun or a comet hitting the moon, shooting straight at Wang Jing's face, trying to interrupt his momentum.

However, Wang Jing stood still, just exhaled a stream of white air, and then knocked the heavy black iron arrow away.

Han Dang was immediately shocked: "Breathing like arrows, the power of the wind army?"

Cheng Pu endured the pain and said resolutely: "Attack together!"

However, Wang Jing had already gathered his strength and disappeared in an instant. Then a flash of sword light came from nowhere and landed in front of Sun Jian.

"Take my knife!"

"Well done!"

Sun Jian did not dodge or evade, but swung the ancient ingot knife in his hand with all his strength, and a blazing flame shot up into the sky, intending to compete with Wang Jing.

Dang~
The blades struck each other, making a loud noise like a sledgehammer hitting iron felt. The sound was heard for ten miles, and tens of thousands of soldiers from both armies on the entire battlefield felt their eardrums piercing and their blood boiling.

After landing, Wang Jing's figure was like the Five Mountains collapsing. The Hongming Sword chopped the ancient ingot sword in Sun Jian's hand into pieces. The powerful force even knocked Sun Jian away ten feet. He vomited blood in mid-air and his body was like floating cotton.

However, after a successful attack, Wang Jing frowned, with a strange feeling lingering in his heart.

In that last blow, Wang Jing did not hold back at all; it was a real full-strength attack.

According to common sense, Sun Jian had no chance of surviving, but at this moment, Sun Jian was still alive.

"If one blow doesn't kill you, I'll use another blow."

Wang Jing didn't think much about it. He held his knife and walked through the battlefield, continuing to kill Sun Jian.

As long as he was killed, the battle would be a complete victory, and a gap would be opened in the coalition forces' siege of Luoyang, so Wang Jing was ruthless.

"Protect the lord!"

"Go together!"

Sun Jian, who was the bravest man in the army, couldn't even block Wang Jing's sword. Generals including Cheng Pu were all shocked and rushed towards Wang Jing without hesitation, trying to stop him from moving forward.

Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, and Han Dang are the three strongest generals under Sun Jian. Now they have to join hands again and again just to fight against Wang Jing.

Iron-backed snake spear!

Mountain whip!
Howling Wind Blade!

The three-sided encirclement and the attacks from both sides intertwined into a deadly net. Even peerless warriors like Lu Bu and Guan Yu could not escape death if they were trapped in such an encirclement.

Unfortunately, they were facing a powerful person who practiced seven peerless magic skills at the same time, and had already developed five of them to the perfect state.

Wang Jing's cultivation level can no longer be measured by common sense.

A knife!

It's just a light blow!

The death net before him was shattered with a loud bang. In the overclocked mode with the five great magical skills running together, Wang Jing broke their encirclement with just a casual strike and tore the net set up by the three people into pieces.

The violent force caused the four of them to have cracked knuckles and their hands were covered in blood.

"How can a person be so strong?"

Cheng Pu, who was holding the snake spear, was horrified again. After just taking a blow from Wang Jing, his arms became weak and sore again, and his muscles felt a slight tingling pain.

On the other hand, Wang Jing’s physical strength seemed to be endless, he was simply a humanoid monster.

"Block him!"

"Don't let him get close to the lord!"

Although Huang Gai and Han Dang were forced to retreat, they turned back and attacked again fearlessly: "Protect the lord!"

At the same time, there were a large number of Wujun Sun clan members guarding the area, each of them was ready to die and had no intention of surrendering.

"Hahaha, come on, let me kill you to my heart's content."

Wang Jing laughed loudly, holding sword in left hand and knife in right hand, without dodging or evading, he rushed forward to kill.

With swords and sabers, Wang Jing was killing people as easily as cutting grass. Anyone standing in front of him, no matter if it was a weapon, armor, shield or flesh and blood, was completely vulnerable.

One man defeats the army!
(End of this chapter)