The battle between the state soldiers and the Ling family's private army broke out again. More than 400 state soldiers surrounded the city from all sides and launched a final fierce attack.

On the official road, the sounds of panting, roaring, cursing, the collision of metal, the sound of muscle tearing, the sound of bones breaking, and the strange whistling sound caused by the martial arts energy breaking through the air lasted for a quarter of an hour.

Except for Ling Fu, all of Ling's armored soldiers fell to the ground.

The soldiers of the state army, with grim smiles on their faces, silently raised their swords and heavy axes and chopped off the heads of the Ling family's soldiers one by one, and stacked them neatly on the official road.

Qizhou was a remote borderland, with fierce folk customs, and the soldiers had also adopted some of the styles of bandits and the remnants of the wilderness. It was an unwritten tradition to chop off the enemy's head to intimidate them.

Ling Fu looked at Li Xiaoling and his two lieutenants with a pale face, his pale lips moving rapidly: "Why didn't they come? How could they not come? Master Ling Yue had agreed with them that they must come! How could they not come?"

Li Xiaoling laughed, and his two lieutenants shook their arms to shake off some of the blood plasma stuck on their arm guards, and laughed out loud. No matter what Ling Fu thought, they won the bloody battle caused by 15,000 taels of red gold.

Except for the state soldiers under Li Xiaoling's command who were attacked by the angry flames at the beginning and suffered heavy losses, the 400 armored state soldiers who came later only suffered some insignificant minor injuries, and there was not even one seriously injured.

"This battle is a complete victory!" Li Xiaoling stroked the iron halberd and laughed at Ling Fu, who was covered in blood and had large wounds on his chest and belly. He said, "My men, I will reward you handsomely when you return!"

Li Xiaoling laughed out loud, and the soldiers under his command couldn't help but cheer in a low voice.

Li Xiaoling has always been generous to his subordinates and has never been stingy with rewards.

The spoils were worth fifteen thousand taels of pure gold. If each soldier from the state could get a reward of one or two taels of gold, it would be enough for them to enjoy themselves for a long time.

"Ha, Captain, you are absolutely right!" One of Li Xiaoling's lieutenants laughed. His body suddenly shook, and he smacked his lips in surprise, "Strange, why is my tongue numb? Also, why is the light of this rocket dimmer?"

Li Xiaoling looked closely and saw that the faces of the two deputy generals were covered with a faint layer of black air.

"Huh? The deputy captain is right. Why are we all numb and cold?" Several decurions and centurions among the state soldiers exclaimed in unison. In the fierce battle just now, these state soldiers certainly had the upper hand, but Ling's private soldiers fought back desperately, leaving them with scars of varying severity.

Many state soldiers pulled up their visors and spit out large mouthfuls of black blood.

They felt as if their internal organs were on fire, burning all over, and hot blood kept pouring out of their throats. But their bodies were cold, their muscles and bones were numb, and the cold air was like countless knives drilling between their bones, causing them to black out in pain.

"Ling Fu!" Li Xiaoling suddenly came to his senses. He bent down and grabbed a spear used by Ling's private soldiers. He examined it carefully in the dim light. He pointed at Ling Fu angrily and cursed: "Your weapons are poisoned!"

Ling Fu panted as he looked at Li Xiaoling, squinting his eyes and chuckling strangely, "Hey, we Lings are private soldiers, we only want to kill people quickly, unlike the soldiers of the Jin Dynasty, who have to take care of the face of the court. What's the point of poisoning the weapons? It's a pity that those angry flames couldn't kill you bastards!"

The sound of "dong dong" continued, and soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

After a fierce battle, all the soldiers were boiling with blood, and the blood flowed much faster than usual. The poison on the wounds flowed through the body along with the fast-flowing blood. All the soldiers who were injured by the weapons of the Ling family fell to the ground one after another in just a dozen breaths.

Soon, there were only a little over a hundred soldiers left standing on the official road.

These state soldiers were extremely lucky and did not suffer any physical injuries in the battle, which is why they were not harmed by the poison.

Li Xiaoling's two lieutenants tore open the leather bag at their waists with difficulty, took out a thumb-sized black pill and stuffed it into their mouths, then sat cross-legged on the ground without saying a word. Not long after, they vomited out a strange substance that was yellow soup, green water, and had a pungent odor.

A large amount of sticky sweat continuously flowed out from deep on the foreheads of the two deputy generals, and a pungent fishy smell spewed out of their bodies, which showed how vicious and fierce the poison in their bodies was.

Li Xiaoling raised his halberd and rushed towards Ling Fu, roaring: "Antidote, Ling Fu, you damned bastard, antidote!"

Ling Fu laughed and raised the snake bone whip with difficulty to deal with Li Xiaoling's violent attack: "Antidote? Who would carry an antidote for something that kills people? Even if there is, you have injured so many people, how can I carry so many antidotes with me?"

With a light sigh, Ling Fu, who was already exhausted under the siege of Li Xiaoling and his two lieutenants, suddenly dropped his snake-bone whip and opened his arms to meet Li Xiaoling's halberd: "Anyway, I have suffered heavy losses today and I am too embarrassed to go back. Li Xiaoling, will you die with me?"

The long halberd pierced Ling Fu's chest, and a large amount of blood spurted out from behind Ling Fu. Ling Fu's two fat arms swelled strangely, spurting out a large amount of blood mist, like two battering rams, hitting Li Xiaoling's left and right soft ribs fiercely.

With a howl, Li Xiaoling rolled up his hands and used his long spear to create a transparent hole the size of a washbasin in Ling Fu's chest.

Then Li Xiaoling grimaced and raised his head to cry out. Ling Fulin dealt him a fatal blow, and seven or eight ribs on both sides of his ribs were broken. Several broken bones penetrated into his lungs, causing him to howl in pain, and large amounts of blood mist kept gushing out of his mouth.

"Old Li!" Captain Zhao Heihu, who was monitoring Chu Tian, ​​let out a strange roar, drew the sword from his waist and was about to rush to Li Xiaoling.

"Kill that brat! What happened today must not be spread out!" Li Xiaoling gasped. He grabbed Ling Fu's head, whose face was distorted and ferocious, with both hands and twisted it hard. There was a "click" sound, and Ling Fu's head was twisted 360 degrees by him and pulled off his neck.

"Kill all the drivers and porters under the carriage!" Li Xiaoling endured the severe pain in his chest, gritted his teeth and spat out blood while snorting coldly: "Take the bodies of the men back, and don't leave any weapons with the state soldiers' inscriptions behind. The battlefield must be cleaned up, and no traces of us can be left behind!"

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