Chapter 118 Single Challenge
While Chen Ting was having a sweet conversation on the phone with his wife, he suddenly heard a slight noise, which seemed to come from the military camp not far away.
The body reacted faster than the brain. Chen Ting instantly emerged from the water, put on armor, and ran towards the direction where the sound came from, knife in hand.
"Husband, what's wrong?" Shen Wangshu also heard the noise from the other end. The relaxed smile on his face disappeared and he sat up suddenly.
The man said in a deep voice: "Enemy attack, Madam, you can rest first, I will go and take a look."
The battlefield was full of dangers. Shen Wangshu stopped talking to disturb his mind, but he was not so calm that he could fall asleep immediately - tomorrow, Senior Brother would give her a day off, so she could rest in the mansion and it would be okay to sleep late.
Therefore, she never cut off contact with Longjiao and just listened quietly to the movements on the other end.
It was very quiet in the dark night. Shen Wangshu could clearly hear the sound of armor and weapons colliding, the crackling sound of the fire burning, and the sound of uniform footsteps...
It was unknown what kind of attack had hit the military camp. He had not heard any roars or shouts of fighting for the time being. Chen Ting had also remained calm and silent, which meant that they had not yet engaged the enemy head-on.
He returned to his tent and saw Fuyao running towards him in a panic. When he saw his master, his eyes lit up: "General!"
"What is it?"
Fuyao then clasped his fists and bowed: "The Turkic commander is cursing in front of the battle, and wants to fight you to the death. Deputy General Chen Wei has already led his men to fight!"
Chen Ting: “…”
He knew that he couldn't spend these two nights peacefully.
Fortunately, my wife was with me and talked for a while just now, and she is in a very good condition now.
Fuyao looked at her master, whose expression was the same as usual, and felt relieved: "General, are you going to go immediately?"
Chen Ting's warhorse Zhuiyun was tied nearby, snorting and looking ready.
He immediately jumped on his horse and said, "I'll go now."
The Turkic guy was like a slippery loach. He had always refused to engage in a head-on battle with him, and all his moves were insidious tricks. Now he suddenly challenged him when he was ill. He must have received the news from somewhere and thought that he must not fight.
Chen Ting snorted coldly.
If he doesn't beat this kid till he loses his skin today, he won't be called Chen.
Fuyao immediately rode up to catch up. From behind, the general looked exactly the same as usual, with his back straight, except that he looked a little pale when she first saw him - but that shouldn't have any impact.
In the past, when a general fell ill in the barracks, unless there was an emergency, he would stay alone, and even if he came out to see people, no one would be able to tell that there was nothing wrong.
If he didn't say it, no one would have noticed that this was the onset period.
The master and servant quickly arrived at the front of the battle. Under the blazing flames, the energetic face of the Turkic commander on the opposite side looked even more childish and youthful.
He had curly hair and the unique blue eyes of the Turks, his facial features were deep and handsome, but his image at the moment was not very good. He looked over here in a rough and arrogant manner, with a silver sword on his shoulder.
"You old bastard, you finally dared to stick your head out of your shell!"
When he saw Chen Ting, the complacent He Lanxiu's eyes lit up, and he sneered maliciously, "I heard that there are a few days every month when you can't see people. How come you have dirty days just like women? Or are you a woman dressed as a man? Hahahaha!"
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I don't know who taught him this. If Chen Ting really had a pretty face and a slender figure, maybe she could really humiliate him, but when everyone looked over there -
The general was tall and strong, with bulging chest muscles that propped up his armor into a full and beautiful arc. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was tall and had long legs. When he sat on a horse, he looked much more manly than Helan Xiu, a boy who hadn't even grown all his hair.
This doesn't fit either.
Chen Ting listened to him calmly, pointed his heavy sword in the direction of the Turkic army and said, "Stop talking nonsense, and fight if you want to."
He Lanxiu tried to test him for a long time but didn't see any difference from usual. He wondered if Qi Yaojie had deceived him - wasn't it said that Chen Ting was weakest when he was sick? You can't tell just by looking at the face.
However, it is possible that this person is just forcing himself to fight.
He Lanxiu thought for a moment, and without further hesitation, he squeezed his long legs and rushed out to fight: "I am here to meet the legendary Great Zhou God of War!"
Chen Wei had long wanted to avenge the death of Chen Jiang, so he volunteered: "There is no need for the general to personally fight against this arrogant brat. I will fight!"
At this moment, Chen Ting's body was filled with evil fire and he had nowhere to vent it. Now that the sandbag had come to him, he naturally would not retreat.
His eyes were solemn as he said, "I will go there myself."
This battle also discouraged many villains who were ready to take advantage of the situation.
When Helan Xiu on the opposite side saw that Chen Ting actually went into battle in person and blocked his deputy general without hesitation, he began to hesitate in his heart and started to doubt the authenticity of the information given by Qi Yaojie.
...Is he really that confident? !
The two armies faced each other from a distance, and the commanders of both sides came to the front of the battle to duel.
Chen Ting glanced at the burly men opposite him, who were obviously the generals sent by the Turkic king to escort his youngest son, and said calmly, "Are you going alone, or are you going to come with us?"
He Lanxiu's face turned cold: "Since it's a one-on-one duel, it must be between the two of us - none of you are allowed to come!"
He is now at the best of his energy and physical condition, so how can he not be able to deal with an old man who is still sick? If I tell this to others, the other brothers will laugh their heads off!
In this case, Chen Ting drew his sword and attacked without saying a word.
When the two sides fought for the first time, Helan Xiu realized how the Great Zhou's number one general earned the title of God of War - apart from anything else, when his heavy sword chopped down, absolutely no one in the world could withstand it.
What kind of terrifying physical strength must one have to be able to use it so vigorously!
Helan Xiu suffered a loss in the first fight. After he fended off the knife in a panic, his hands were numb from the shock and blood came out from his knuckles.
When they put away their weapons and separated, their hanging hands were trembling slightly!
Helan Xiu looked at the man opposite with fear, but his expression did not change, and he didn't even breathe deeply. He looked very relaxed!
In the face of absolute power, no amount of skills will be of any use.
Today he finally learned the lesson.
Facing Chen Tingshi, it was like shaking a towering mountain. All the skills he had learned and was proud of were like a gnat trying to shake a tree. It was like he had become a toddler who could only punch and kick without any rules!
By the end, Helan Xiu had been exhausted. After the man easily blocked his attacks, he casually swung his sword a few times to counterattack with terrifying murderous intent - he had never felt so powerless before, and at this moment he was extremely close to death.
Chen Ting's eyes turned slightly cold, and when Helan Xiu blocked a fatal move, he stabbed a sword towards his chest at an extremely fast speed!
The hearts of the generals on both sides were in their throats. Just when the Turks were having difficulty breathing and almost fainted, Helan Xiu had no choice but to try his best to dodge and avoid being stabbed in the chest but in the shoulder!
Chen Ting retracted his heavy sword and saw that the loach was very afraid of death. He turned around and fled back to the Turkic army: "Old barbarian, wait for me to practice my strength, and I will fight you next time!"
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