Chapter 52 Xiahou Lan (2) 2/2

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  Wei Yan had already gone out early in the morning.

  Dawanggang is quite far from Wancheng and the surrounding area is also very desolate. The nearest town is two or three hours away by road, and normally there are no signs of human activity.

  Due to the Wan Cheng battle, there are fewer pedestrians near Da Wang Gang.

  Zhang Xiu was busy fighting a decisive battle with Cao Cao in Wan City, and as long as Cao Cao didn't retreat his troops for a day, Zhang Xiu couldn't spare any men. Therefore, Wei Yan didn't have to worry about anyone coming over. From the sunset gathering three days ago to the high hill pavilion yesterday, they had been fighting continuously for several times in three or four days, and Wei Yan also felt a bit tired. Now that he had saved Dian Wei and had Dian Wei's introduction, Wei Yan believed he could stand firm in Cao's camp.

  With worries gone, one naturally feels more at ease.

  Wei Yan thought that Dian Wei's injury was quite severe, and he had lost a lot of blood. Relying on just some coarse flatbread would probably not be enough to recover his strength. So he thought about going hunting for some game to help Dian Wei regain his strength, while also improving their food supply and rewarding himself and Cao Peng for their hard work.

  Western cool cavalry, all equipped with bows and arrows.

  Two war horses were equipped with bows and arrows. Wei Yan took the bow and arrow, brought Long Que, and went out hunting.

  Not bad, quite a good harvest. Shot two rabbits and unexpectedly caught a grass snake that had just woken up from hibernation and was coming out to breathe.

  Unexpectedly, when I returned to the village, Dian Wei had already woken up.

  Dian Wei learned from his mouth that Cao Peng had left, and Wei Yan was naturally anxious.

  These past few days, they have been through life and death together. Wei Yan's impression of Cao Peng has risen greatly. Although Cao Peng is weak, he kills with determination, without any hesitation or dragging his feet. Just look at how he killed Wei Ping, killed Zhang Xin... each time it was just one knife, yet he showed extraordinary killing skills.

  Wei Yan had a premonition that Cao Peng would come and was definitely not someone to be underestimated.

  Is it just going to end like this?

  Wei Yan would not be happy! According to Dian Wei, Cao Peng had just left for a short while. Without saying another word, Wei Yan immediately mounted another war horse and rushed out of the camp like the wind, wanting to catch up with Cao Peng. Even if Cao Peng must go home, Wei Yan wanted to say goodbye to him: take care!

  Who would have thought that just after leaving the village, a white-robed young general appeared and knocked Cao Peng off his horse.

  Wei Yan's eyes suddenly turned red!

  He is arrogant, but a person who values relationships... Otherwise, he would not have willingly become a vassal for the sake of Yi Yang Wu Zu. Cao Peng joined late, but was the only brother to survive besides Wei Yan. At least that's what Wei Yan thought, so when he saw Cao Peng spitting blood and falling off his horse, Wei Yan suddenly felt a surge of anger, let out a loud roar, and charged towards the white-robed young general on horseback.

  The White Robed General attacked Cao Peng just because of that Western Liang war horse of his.

  Furthermore, Cao Peng's military attire made the White Robed General mistake him for a soldier from Yan City. He had just knocked Cao Peng off his horse and was about to turn around and kill him when a loud roar sounded in his ear, and a Western Liang warhorse charged forward like the wind.

  "Shameless thief, how dare you hurt my brother."

  Just now, the young general in white did not give Cao Peng a chance to speak, and this time, Wei Yan also did not give him a chance to speak.

  Long Jiao's great blade rose high, Wei Yan grasped the hilt with both hands and shouted as he chopped down... This one strike, Wei Yan could be said to have used all his strength. Cao Peng's life or death was unknown, in Wei Yan's view, it was precisely because of him. In his extreme anger, the blade's aura grew even stronger. A cold and desolate knife wind flashed under the sunlight, carrying boundless force, chopping towards that white-robed young general.

  The young general in white robes widened his tiger-like eyes, grasped the seven-foot silver spear with both hands, took a deep breath of vital energy, and then suddenly thrust outward with great force...

  "Open!"

  Dong dong dong......

  Among the flashing lights, Long Que's big knife clashed with Zhang Er's silver spear for over a dozen blows.

  Wei Yan's strength was perfectly matched, and this one knife could be said to have reached its peak state. The white-robed young general only felt that his arm was shaken to the point of almost losing consciousness, with fresh blood dripping from his tiger mouth, **the white horse also let out a loud neigh, retreating step by step... it wasn't until they had retreated over a dozen steps that he finally stabilized his mount.

  What an impressive guy!

  The young general in white only took one round to realize that Wei Yan was more than just a notch above him.

  But he has no other way out now, gritting his teeth and making up his mind, the seven-foot silver spear quivered with a loud noise, drawing out a big gun flower, and stabbing with a divided heart.

  Wei Yan was also somewhat surprised!

  This young general's martial arts skills aren't bad at all...

  Looking at his age, it's probably about the same as mine.

  However, this marksmanship is indeed not bad! The Silver Gun of Zhang Er, isn't the kind of fancy gun from later generations that uses a white wax rod as the gun body. The entire thing is forged from raw iron, and it should weigh over thirty catties. This young general can wield such a magnificent move, which shows that he has indeed put in hard work and has true skills...

  But no matter how skilled you are, if you hurt Ah Fu, you must die!

  Wei Yan thought of this and urged his horse to charge at the young general in white again.

  The dragon and phoenix among the big knives, the knife cloud rolled over, the sound of the knife was like a ghost crying wolf howling, extremely piercing. Whoosh whoosh whoosh, the stormy rain-like knife cloud rushed towards the white-robed young general. It's also hard to tell, in this instant, how many knives Wei Yan chopped out, which one is true and which one is false among the knife clouds?

  The young general in white robes gnashes his steel teeth, eyes wide with fury.

  As soon as he saw Wei Yan rushing over, he had no choice but to thrust his spear straight into the midst of the sword cloud.

  Ding ding dang dang......

  The sound of clashing steel, like a dense rain hitting banana leaves.

  Wei Yan suddenly let out a loud shout, "Let him go!"

  The big knife chopped down fiercely on the gun handle of the white-robed young general. The white-robed young general had just stabbed out with his spear, and it was exactly at the moment when the old force had dissipated and the new force had not yet been born. When Long Que's big knife chopped down on the spear, the white-robed young general felt a surge of tremendous power transmitted from the spear. He could no longer grasp the spear, and with a "whoosh", the seven-foot silver spear flew out of his hand. Wei Yan took advantage of the situation and showed no mercy, making a move to attack again... The white-robed young general couldn't even hold onto his spear, so how could he dare to exchange blows with Wei Yan again? Without saying another word, he turned his horse around and fled, wanting to escape from Wei Yan.

  In his panic, he didn't see the direction clearly and ran towards the mountain stronghold instead.

  At the mountain pass entrance, a tall and robust man resembling a black iron tower stood upright. Wei Yan followed closely behind the white-robed young general and upon seeing the big man, loudly shouted: "General Dian, don't let that little thief escape, he killed Ah Fu!"

  Dian Wei stayed in the house after Wei Yan left, feeling extremely bored.

  He was a restless person, so he walked out with a limp, wanting to exercise his legs. Who knew that as soon as he arrived at the village, he heard Wei Yan's angry roar and a series of clashing metal sounds outside. Dianwei was startled and rushed to the gate of the camp.

  Before he could figure out what was going on, a white horse came running towards him.

  Wei Yan's shouting voice entered Dian Wei's ears, and as soon as he heard it, he was stunned!

  He quite likes Cao Peng, feeling that this kid is excellent in both moral character and temperament. Although he speaks a bit sharply and has left him speechless. But for some reason, he feels that Cao Peng's temper, stomach... and Cao Peng's words are also very logical, having read books and can use the language of saints. In Dian Wei's view, this kid's talent is enough to stand out.

  But now... is that little doll dead?

  Dian Wei felt like he had a lump in his chest, and if he didn't vent it out, he would explode.

  "You little brat, I'll make you pay with your life for what you did to the doll!"

  Seeing the white horse charging over, Di Wei did not dodge or flinch.

  Front leg bent, hind leg stretched, a bow and arrow step out, the moment the front foot landed, with a forceful pause, only to hear a loud "peng" sound, Dian Wei rushed forward to meet the white horse, and punched out.

  Who is Dian Wei?

  Throughout the Three Kingdoms period, there were numerous masters.

  This punch contained Tianwei's endless anger in his heart, and with a loud bang, it landed on the horse's head.

  A massive force directly crushed the white horse's skull. The white horse let out a mournful whinny, and with a thud, it fell to the ground.

  The young general in white robes was thrown off his horse and lay on the ground, dizzy and unable to stand.

  Dian Wei didn't say a word, took big strides and walked towards the young general in white, his mouth issuing a string of roars, like thunder exploding in the air.

  "You little brat, I'll tear you apart!"

  The young general in white finally got a clear look at Dian Wei's appearance.

  "Governor... I am Xiahou Lan."

  Pu Fan's large hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Dian Wei grasped the arm of the young general in white, "Do you recognize me?"

  "Colonel, I am Xiahou General's Lieutenant, my name is Xiahou Lan. I have followed General Xiahou and met you in the presence of our Lord!"

  Xiahou Lan?

  Dian Wei was taken aback, "You are from Xiahou's family?"

  "No, it will be Zhen Ding of Changshan..."

  "I don't care who you are, you killed a child, I want your life."

  Dian Wei said as he reached out and grabbed Xiahou Lan's other arm, his arms making a gesture as if to exert force...

  "General Dian, Ah Fu is still alive, Ah Fu is still alive!"

  On the other hand, Wei Yan dismounted and ran to Cao Peng's side, embracing him in his arms. Cao Peng's face was as pale as paper, with a thread of blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

  However, his pulse was still beating, just feeling a bit weak.

  Wei Yan picked up Cao Peng and ran while loudly shouting.

  Dian Wei heard that Cao Peng was still alive, and he was overjoyed. He flung Xiahou Lan aside and rushed to Wei Yan's side in three strides.

  "Is this doll okay?"

  "The vital energy is still present, it's just a bit unstable."

  "Let me take a look quickly."

  Dian Wei stretched out his hand and hugged Cao Peng's body.

  This little guy, how can he be so weak? A thread of sympathy suddenly emerged in his heart! Dian Wei turned his head and glared at Xia Houlan: "You little brat, why did you hurt him?"

  Xia Houlan finally understood at this moment that the little boy who was injured earlier actually knew Dian Wei.

  Looking at Dian Wei's appearance, he seemed to be very close to that child. In his heart, he couldn't help but feel a sudden shock. Xiahou Lan served under Xiahou Dun's command, but he had heard of Dian Wei's notorious reputation.

  This old man, if he goes on a rampage, even General Xiahou will have to retreat three houses.

  Xiahou Lan couldn't help but secretly curse, forcing himself to endure the pain in his body. He bowed and said: "Colonel, I didn't know that this young master knew you... Yesterday, I was killing all night in Wan City, and I didn't even know where this place was. Seeing that this young master is wearing a Western Liang horse uniform, or military attire, I thought... It's my fault, please punish me, Colonel. I won't have any complaints."

  Dian Wei ignored Xiahou Lan's words and carried Cao Peng into his tent.

  Wei Yan went back and led over two horses, gave Xiahou Lan a glare, and hastily followed behind Dian Wei...

  Standing at the entrance of the stronghold, Xia Houlan took a look at the horse corpse on the ground and then looked at Dian Wei's back. After a bitter smile, he turned around to pick up the silver spear, leaning on it and limping into the mountain stronghold... These two days have really been unlucky!

  Xiahou Lan stood in the empty camp, looking up at the sky and letting out a long sigh!