Chapter 1516: Chapter 1517: Too Cunning
When the bullet hit the man with the mustache, he fell off his horse, and An Jing almost jumped up with joy.
However, she felt strange. She had shot and killed Jiang Feisheng, so why hadn’t the Chilin soldiers fallen into chaos?
Just as An Jing was feeling puzzled, she saw Qiao Shouye shouting up at her. Because the sounds of battle were deafening, An Jing couldn’t hear what he was shouting. She quickly shouldered her sniper rifle and went down to see what he was saying.
As she fought her way with her longsword to Qiao Shouye’s side, she heard him urgently shouting, "General An, that’s not Jiang Feisheng! That old fox made a small soldier wear his battle armor!"
Qiao Shouye recognized Jiang Feisheng. When An Jing shot a general off his horse just now, he rushed over to check, and found that the general was not Jiang Feisheng. So he urgently shouted to An Jing.
As soon as An Jing heard Qiao Shouye’s words, she instantly understood why the Chilin soldiers hadn’t fallen into chaos earlier. She hadn’t actually shot Jiang Feisheng.
"Where is Jiang Feisheng, then?" With an endless sea of troops and not knowing Jiang Feisheng, An Jing didn’t know where to look for him.
Qiao Shouye didn’t answer An Jing but grabbed a Chilin soldier and interrogated, "Quickly, say, where is Jiang Feisheng? If you don’t tell me, I’ll kill you!" He pressed the blade to the soldier’s neck.
The soldier trembled in fright, "I-I don’t know where the Great General is, I don’t know..."
Seeing that the soldier did not seem to be lying, Qiao Shouye slit his throat, then urgently said to An Jing, "General An, quickly go inform the Great General to be careful. I’m worried that Jiang Feisheng will sneak attack him. That bastard is too cunning!"
"Okay!" An Jing quickly fought her way towards Xiao Changyi’s location.
As soon as she got beside Xiao Changyi, An Jing said to him, "Husband, Jiang Feisheng is too cunning. He had a small soldier wear his battle armor and disappeared. I didn’t manage to shoot him. Be careful, Jiang Feisheng might come to sneak attack you."
Xiao Changyi did a spin, taking care of the enemy soldiers around An Jing, then said to her, "You have to be more careful yourself." He was more worried about her.
"I will. Since I can’t snipe Jiang Feisheng, I’ll go snipe a few other generals."
Saying this, An Jing planned to go into the nearby inn and head to the second floor to shoot the enemy generals, but Xiao Changyi stopped her.
She heard Xiao Changyi say, "We are low on bullets. Save them for critical moments. Even though we haven’t shot Jiang Feisheng, it’s clear that victory is just a matter of time for us."
Many enemy soldiers had been crushed, shot, or blown up, and their morale was low, while their numbers were significantly less than theirs. Their victory was indeed just a matter of time.
An Jing thought that she might need to snipe the enemy general in the future, and taking down one general was more effective than killing thousands of troops. So, she obediently stopped using the sniper rifle and fought alongside Xiao Changyi with her longsword.
While fighting, An Jing asked, "Husband, do you think there will be black-clad warriors to help us this time?"
Before Xiao Changyi could speak, they saw black-clad warriors pouring in from all directions to help Xiyun fight against the Chilin soldiers.
Moreover, there were the most black-clad warriors in Ye Zhi’s direction.
An Jing couldn’t help but believe a bit in Xiao Changyi’s suspicion. These black-clad warriors were very likely Gong Juechen’s people.