Seeing that Yang Zaixing was like a tiger descending from the mountain, his two most courageous generals, Zu Dashou and Zhao Shujiao, killed one and wounded the other in the blink of an eye. Yuan Chonghuan had lost any confidence in resisting and suffered death.
"Tie Yuan, you know what's going on, and you know that you can't escape the hands of your Grandpa Yang!"
Yang Zaixing laughed immediately when he saw this, and raised his spear to stab Yuan Chonghuan under the horse in one fell swoop.
"Ding dong, it has been detected that Yan Liang has entered a violent state, the force is +5, the base force is 97, and the current force has increased to 102."
"murderous look!"
Yang Zaixing was about to harvest Yuan Chonghuan's head when he suddenly felt a sharp murderous aura coming towards him. With no time to think about it, he immediately withdrew his gun and held it in front of him.
At this moment, a large sword slashed in front of Yang Zaixing. The sword and gun collided, making a fierce sound.
"Who is coming?"
Feeling the power transmitted through the barrel of the gun, Yang Zaixing understood that a strong enemy was coming, and immediately asked in a deep voice.
"Grandpa is the one who took your dog's life!"
Yan Liang roared angrily, turned his long knife over and slashed Huashan with an ax, rushing towards Yang Zaixing's head. A few days ago, the news of the death of Wen Chou, who was as close as a brother to Yan Liang, came. Yan Liang almost cried, his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. He just wanted to go back to Bohai to avenge Wen Chou immediately.
On the battlefield, Yan Liang, who was full of hatred, did not reply to Yang Zaixing's thoughts at all, or in other words, he did not care about what Yang Zaixing said. Now his mind was filled with how to kill Sui Wei to avenge Wen Chou.
"What an arrogant thief!"
Yang Zaixing didn't know Yan Liang's mood at this time. He only thought that Yan Liang was arrogant, and he was immediately furious. He danced with a spear that was flashing with cold light, and without missing a beat, it struck at Yan Liang's vital points like a dragon coming out of the sea.
The two generals fought together in the tens of thousands of troops, with swords and spears coming and going, and horses trampling on each other. They were fighting inextricably.
After more than fifty rounds of fierce fighting, the gap between the two gradually became apparent. Yan Liang wanted to avenge Wen Chou. He used fierce moves and used all his strength every time he struck the sword. The big sword in Yan Liang's hand weighed about seventy kilograms. He swung it without sparing any effort for fifty or sixty rounds in a row, and his physical strength gradually began to weaken.
Yang Zaixing noticed that Yan Liang's sword was getting slower and slower, and knew that he was on the verge of exhaustion. He was secretly happy, roared, and the spear in his hand became more powerful, like thunder, without giving Yan Liang any chance to breathe and recover.
Accompanied by the clanging sound of metal, the two generals fought for more than twenty rounds. Finally, Yan Liang was exhausted. Yang Zaixing spotted the flaw and stabbed his arm with a gun. The long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"He who surrenders will never die!"
Yang Zaixing put his spear against Yan Liang's throat and shouted loudly.
"I would rather die than surrender!"
Yan Liang's eyes widened, he roared angrily, and bumped forward, his throat instantly pierced by the tip of the spear.
"Ding dong, it was detected that Yan Liang died under Yang Zaixing's gun. The host received 10 soul points. The current total number of soul points has increased to 503."
"He is a man, what a pity!"
When Yang Zaixing saw this, he showed some admiration and sighed secretly. He immediately turned around to look for Yuan Chonghuan, only to find that he had already disappeared.
Yang Zaixing rode his horse and charged left and right. After searching for a long time, he could not find Yuan Chonghuan, so he gave up the idea of continuing the pursuit and rode straight towards the commander of Yuan Jun's army.
On the other side, Yuan Chonghuan was lucky enough to escape with his life due to Yan Liang's rescue, but he did not stay and take command. Instead, he hurried to the Chinese army under the escort of several personal guards.
At this time, Yuan Chonghuan knew very well that based on Yuan Jun's strength alone, this battle would be defeated. The only thing that can be done at the moment is to quickly persuade Yuan Shao to withdraw his troops and preserve a little bit of energy to wait for the changes.
Yuan Chonghuan's idea is indeed good, and as Yuan Shao's younger brother, he may really be able to persuade Yuan Shao. But it was a pity that he had no chance to advise Yuan Shao.
On the only way to the Chinese army's headquarters, a group of hundreds of Sui army elites suddenly rushed out and blocked the way of Yuan Chonghuan and others. The general at the head, with a face like the bottom of a pot, dressed in black armor, and holding a Xuanhua axe, was none other than Cheng Yaojin.
Seeing Yuan Chonghuan's bright and shiny general armor, You Junda, who was beside Cheng Yaojin, immediately smiled and said to Cheng Yaojin: "Brother is really clever and clever. Sure enough, a big shot is taking the bait while squatting here!"
"That's natural. With Yuan Jun's little strength, how can he stop our army? The war is unfavorable, and capable officers will fight forward. As for the incompetent ones, hey, if he doesn't run back, I, Cheng Yaojin, will From now on, pronounce your name backwards!"
Cheng Yaojin looked Yuan Chonghuan up and down with gleaming eyes, raised the Xuanhua ax in his hand, and said with a sinister smile: "What, boy, are you going to dismount by yourself or do you want Grandpa Cheng to help you?"
Yuan Chonghuan's face was livid, he drew his sword in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, rush over with me!"
"Ouch. I thought the people running behind were all cowards, but I didn't expect this guy to be quite bloody!"
Cheng Yaojin's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly urged his horse to meet him, "Brothers, please don't let this high official get away. If we catch this high official, we can make a fortune!"
"Ding dong, it has been detected that Cheng Yaojin has entered a fighting state. The force is +3, the base force is 88, and the current force has increased to 91."
"Cut the head off!"
"Ghost picking teeth!"
"Pick your ears!"
Cheng Yaojin took the lead to meet Yuan Chonghuan, and the three axes that were familiar to later generations followed one after another. Yuan Chonghuan was born as a scholar. No matter how he could resist, he was immediately knocked off his horse by Cheng Yaojin.
"Tch, I thought you were so capable! It turns out it's nothing more than that, but it shocked your Grandpa Cheng!"
Cheng Yaojin snorted disdainfully, and immediately greeted: "Come here, tie him up and bring him down to present to His Majesty! Hehe, you can tell by the armor this kid is wearing, he can get a thousand taels at least. Silver reward!"
"You're dreaming, you despicable villain. Even if Yuan is dead, he won't take advantage of you!"
Hearing Cheng Yaojin's laughter, Yuan Chonghuan was furious. He clenched his sword and wiped it from his neck.
"Ding dong, Yuan Chonghuan's suicide has been detected. The host has obtained 9 soul points. The current total number of soul points has increased to 512."
