Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6258: Capturing the Big One First



This wasn't the worst; there were still people who saw the dead unable to stand.

Seeing this, Xiang Yang could only order a retreat.

He led those soldiers into a trap.

The leading captain saw them retreating but did not issue a pursuit order. Instead, he also retreated.

Even those who were burned weren't brought along; they just retreated directly.

Extremely cautiously.

But such a good opportunity, how could Jian Wushuang let it go?

If he let these people escape, they would definitely choose to attack in broad daylight next time and would send out scouts, making it much more difficult.

"We can't let them escape. Flank them and block their way!" Jian Wushuang commanded.

Although Xiang Yang didn't understand strategy, he knew this was their best chance. He personally led over fifty men to flank them from behind.

This also demonstrated their flexibility.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang also began to act.

He moved stealthily in the dark, gripping the short sword he had prepared long ago, and headed towards the commanding captain.

At this time, the captain was loudly directing his troops.

"Use shields, advance in a dispersed formation, don't approach the sides, stick to the main road!"

This was the role of a commander, clear-headed and aware of the ambush on both sides. If they rashly entered the woods on either side, they would certainly suffer heavy losses.

They had to stick together and slowly fight their way out.

Even if they were burned to death, they had to endure it.

Xiang Yang thought if only they had brought more strong wine, the best way now would be to use fire, but unfortunately, they didn't have any.

They could only use spears to barely block them.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang had already reached the main road, but faced with a circle of shields, it was too difficult for him to get close to the commanding captain.

Holding the short sword in his hand, his thoughts raced.

He hadn't expected this to be so troublesome.

It was far different from what he had anticipated.

Now he couldn't even get close to that captain.

After thinking for a moment, he flanked to the left.

This time he got much closer.

But there were still ten heavy infantrymen.

With their heavy armor, it was simply wishful thinking to pierce through with the ordinary iron sword in his hand.

He had the technique, but not the ability.

Unless he could unleash sword energy.

But with his mortal body now, being able to wield a sword was already impressive.

Holding the sword in his hand, Jian Wushuang held his breath and suddenly moved, instantly charging forward.

With a sword in hand, he had an incomparably strong confidence.

This confidence was granted by the sword.

In the darkness, the cold light flashed.

Those heavy infantrymen holding shields were startled and before they could react, they felt a draft at their throats.

This was the precision of Jian Wushuang's sword, even if it was just a slit, he could seal the throat.

But once these people reacted, they raised their shields and used their left-hand weapons to surround and attack him.

Jian Wushuang didn't panic, he tapped his toes, leaped into the air, and charged straight at the commanding captain.

Because if he fought with these iron lumps, his sword blade would get damaged sooner or later, which wasn't worth it.

It was better to charge directly.

At worst, he would get injured, but he wouldn't die here.

It was just a pity he didn't have a handy sharp blade, otherwise, these iron lumps would have long been chopped into scrap metal.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Stepping over the iron tortoises in three steps, Jian Wushuang instantly arrived in front of the

man.

At this moment, the officer finally reacted, but Jian Wushuang was already standing on his horse's back, one hand removing the officer's helmet and the other holding a sword against

his neck.

"Everyone, stop, or I'll kill him!"

Jian Wushuang's angry roar from the top made everyone stop.

The officer on the horse didn't dare to take a deep breath, not because he was afraid of death, but because the cold blade was at his throat, making him unable to move. Even a deep breath might cause his throat to be slit.

"Xiang Yang, Scarred Xuan, go get them!"

Jian Wushuang kicked over the officer, knocking him off his horse.

As the officer fell to the ground, over a hundred people rushed out of the surrounding forest, directly encircling the group of soldiers.

At this moment, if the officer gave an order, he could completely turn the situation around, but Jian Wushuang would end his life. He was unwilling to take that gamble. He wasn't afraid of death; he just didn't want to die like this.

The state of Jiang was in chaos now, and in such times, it wasn't the heroes who died; the real heroes were those who quelled the chaos. So, he was unwilling to die so senselessly.

He could only be captured by Xiang Yang with resentment.

Once he was bound and captured, he realized that his captors were a group of bandits. Moreover, these people were in ragged clothes; although their weapons were new, their eyes couldn't deceive him. They were just ordinary people who couldn't handle weapons properly.

"This... how is this possible?"

He looked around in disbelief.

Scarred Xuan stepped forward and slapped the officer on the head, shouting angrily, "What's impossible? I'll tell you, those cavalry are done for, too. Shajia Town and Sand Family Mouth have been taken by my big brother. Once we are ready, your Qingtown will also be finished!" "Stop wasting words with him. Confiscate their weapons and head back to Qingtown first!" Jian Wushuang sat on the horse, looking like a general, which made everyone admire him

greatly.

Today's battle had firmly established their foothold at the small dock. Not only had they taken Shajia Town and Sand Family Mouth, but they had also dealt with Qingtown. Qingtown was a significant town with three hundred elite soldiers stationed there, and it was the most threatening military town among the nearby major towns of Sand Family Mouth.

Now that they had removed its sharp teeth, their only remaining worry was Yongcheng. Among the four coastal cities, Yongcheng was the only one with a large army stationed there, but it didn't appear as strong as outsiders thought.

In Jian Wushuang's view, Yongcheng wouldn't trouble them now; it might even seek peace because it wasn't prepared to fight the Yue Kingdom. Yongcheng had been selling military equipment and amassing gold and silver, which flowed overseas, with plans to escape to the Tang Dynasty and enjoy life.

Now that their escape route was cut off, they couldn't move their troops recklessly and could only seek peace. Essentially, they would be asking for a truce.

So Jian Wushuang wasn't worried about this. He had many other things to do. Returning to Shajia Town, he had all the captives moved to a merchant ship and sent to the small dock upstream, including the officer.

Jian Wushuang didn't waste his breath trying to persuade the officer. Words couldn't sway him, and Jian Wushuang hadn't intended to persuade these people. The morale at the small dock was high, and trying to convince these elite soldiers to surrender would only dampen their spirits. Even if they did surrender, it could backfire because Jian Wushuang didn't have enough leverage to keep them under control.

He needed to secure Shajia Town first. Once he had a firm hold there, it would be much easier to deal with the captured soldiers later and would serve to humble them. So, he deliberately let Scarred Xuan handle this escort.

Naturally, the captives would suffer along the way. They had captured over two hundred soldiers and kept two hundred alive.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om