Chapter 69: Wang Lei Battles Yan Liang (Part 2)

  The sound of horseshoes echoed, and in an instant, Wang Lei and Yan Liang's distance narrowed.

  "Kill!"

  Yan Liang let out a loud roar and swung his long sword with great force.

  Just as Yan Liang raised his long knife, his pupils contracted and a flash of surprise appeared in his eyes. He saw Wang Lei holding up the 8-foot snake spear one yard away from him, taking advantage of his distraction to stab him. The sharp tip of the snake spear was approaching, leaving no opportunity for him to swing his knife down. If Yan Liang insisted on chopping at Wang Lei, the final result would be that he would first be pierced by Wang Lei's spear, while his long knife could not chop at Wang Lei.

  In an instant, Yan Liang's long sword swept horizontally, its blade spinning with a whooshing sound.

  Ding!!

  The snake spear collided with the knife, rubbing out a dazzling spark.

  A powerful force burst out.

  "Awesome!!"

  Yan Liang's warhorse stumbled backward two steps before regaining its footing. Yan Liang grasped his long knife, and with a shocked expression, he stared at Wang Lei, never expecting that this young county magistrate would possess such great strength. This blow, if it were an ordinary person, would have likely sent them flying, but only someone as skilled as Yan Liang could withstand it.

  Wang Lei was forced back two steps by the counter-attacking force despite his main attack.

  What's more important is that he launched a surprise attack, while Yan Liang was on defense.

  The final result failed to defeat Yan Liang, in fact Wang Yue was weaker than Yan Liang.

  Yan Liang held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Wang Lei, your martial arts skills are wasted on being a county magistrate. If you're willing to surrender to my master, I'll definitely recommend you to him."

  Having seen Wang Lei's ability, Yan Liang had a mind to cherish talent and wanted to keep Wang Lei.

  He was quite appreciative of Wang Lei's martial arts skills.

  Wang Lei smiled and replied modestly: "Thank you, General Yan, for your kind intentions. I also have something to say to General Yan. Your martial arts skills are truly appreciated by our lord. With your abilities, following Yuan Shao is a waste of your talent, and besides, Yuan Shao is not a good master, unable to provide you with opportunities to showcase your talents. If General Yan were to surrender to our lord, I guarantee that in the future, you will be enfeoffed as a marquis and appointed as a general, bringing glory to your family."

  "Get out!!"

  Yan Liang's face turned red with rage, and he shouted: "I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you!"

  Wang Lei said: "General Yan, I am a good intention!"

  Yan Liang snorted, his long sword held horizontally in front of his chest, and roared: "You, a mere county magistrate, dare to repeatedly order me to surrender, and repeatedly say that you will enfeoff me as a marquis and make me a general? What a joke! You're really shameless!"

  The tone was full of disdain.

  Wang Lei said: "For now, Yuan Shao has a good starting point, but that doesn't mean his future will be bright. One thing I can guarantee is that this official can give you far more than Yuan Shao."

  "Cut the crap, let's see some action!"

  Yan Liang was furious in his heart, urged his horse forward, and swung his sword down.

  One sword out, shocking momentum.

  The faint shadow of the cold blade flickered in the air, and Wang Lei didn't dare to slow down. The black gold spear welcomed it with a crash. This move was not mainly stabbing, but using brute force to smash. Wang Lei's strength was robust under Du Lao Yezi's guidance, and he wasn't afraid of Yan Liang in terms of strength. However, at the moment when the weapons collided, Wang Lei let out a muffled hum, finding that he still fell short of Yan Liang by a great deal.

  It's not a gap in strength, but a gap in experience and martial arts skills.

  Yan Liang was in his prime, with abundant energy and rich experience, at the peak of his martial arts skills. Wang Yue was not yet twenty years old, with limited battlefield killings, naturally inferior by a lot.

  The two men exchanged blows, and after more than thirty moves, Wang Lei gradually felt unable to hold on.

  Dian Wei was watching the battle from the front of the army formation, saw Wang Yue encountered danger, without hesitation picked up a bow and arrow, shot out in an instant.

  "Whoosh!!"

  The arrow pierced through the air and instantly arrived in front of Yan Liang.

  Yan Liang sensed something was off and swung his sword, knocking the incoming feathered arrow flying. But in that instant, he gave Wang Xue an opportunity. Wang Xue made some adjustments, gathered his strength, and struck down with the black gold spear.

  Yan Liang swung his sword to meet the attack, and as their weapons clashed, Yan Liang couldn't help but bare his teeth.

  This kid is quite strong.

  It was only a gap in strength, Wang Lie was not inferior to Yan Liang, but Wang Lie was inferior in experience and martial arts. With Dian Wei holding back Yan Liang, so that Yan Liang could not fully deal with it, Wang Lie became more courageous as he fought.

  This situation enraged Wen U.

  His face turned iron-green, he roared: "Shameless scoundrel, look at the knife!" He charged out on horseback, his long sword raised high, and rushed straight at Wang Wei. The blade was aimed directly at Wang Wei, intent on cutting him down with a single stroke.

  "Your ugly face is not welcome here, now that Master Dian is present."

  Dian Wei put down his longbow and charged out with his iron pike.

  Two men rode horses towards each other, but in an instant, their weapons had already collided. The iron spear clashed with the long sword, neither yielding to the other, sparks flying everywhere as they struck, the sound shaking one's eardrums. Dian Wei's eyes were wide with anger, like a fierce god of war. Wen Cang retreated two steps, his eyes filled with extreme shock, in the previous confrontation, he had lost by a narrow margin.

  The big black thing in front of me is so fierce!

  "Kill!"

  Wen Chou was no ordinary man, and with a swift swing of his sword, he killed him once again.

  Two men clashed, their blades flashing in the dim light. The battle was short-lived, but Wen Chou's mouth was already overflowing with crimson blood. His hand trembled as he grasped his long sword, and he felt a faint sense of discomfort in his body, struggling to muster the energy to fight on. Dian Wei grew more ferocious with each passing moment, his large copper bell-like eyes gleaming with a fierce light, like a tiger spotting its prey.

  "Little boy, Dian Da Ye will take your head today and use it as a sacrifice, you're dead!"

  Dian Wei let out a loud roar and Iron Halberd killed again.

  Clang!!

  A loud crash, Wen Chou's long knife was already unable to be held in his hand, his palm trembling non-stop. Dian Wei gave Wen Chou no chance to rest, the iron spear rose again and crashed down with a loud noise.

  "It's done!"

  The ugly truth cannot be avoided, and I sigh in my heart.

  Clang!!

  A long sword flashed through the air and killed, cutting off Tian Wei's iron spear.

  "Older brother!"

  Escaped from the jaws of death, he suddenly felt relieved.

  Just now he was almost killed by Dian Wei, fortunately Yan Liang blocked Dian Wei's attack at the critical moment. It turned out that when Dian Wei and Wen Yu were fighting, Wang Lei couldn't withstand Yan Liang's continuous attacks and had already retreated to the front of the army array. Without Wang Lei holding back Yan Liang, Yan Liang was able to save Wen Yu's life at the critical moment.

  Two brothers fought against Duncan together, two long knives flying, two iron pikes constantly meeting.

  The battle was fierce and intense, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.

  Dian Wei fought alone and held his own, without falling back, causing the soldiers under Wang Yue's command to be stirred up with fervor.

  The war drums sounded, and the soldiers under his command shouted loudly to assist him.

  "Clang! Clang!!"

  At this time, the sound of copper gongs spread throughout Wang Lei's army formation.

  Dian Wei heard this and abandoned Yan Liang and Wen Chou to return to the front lines. Yan Liang and Wen Chou saw this, seized the opportunity, and launched a fierce attack. Wang Lie withdrew his troops back into the camp, relying on the camp's defenses to resist Yan Liang and Wen Chou's attacks. The two armies clashed, with arrows raining down at the entrance of the camp, continuously killing the soldiers under Yan Liang and Wen Chou's command. Furthermore, Dian Wei resisted Yan Liang and Wen Chou's charge within the camp, so the army was unable to break through. After a long battle without success, Yan Liang and Wen Chou chose to retreat.

  In the military camp, Di Wei was furious.

  He looked discontented and said loudly: "My lord, why did you sound the retreat at a critical moment? Give me a little more time and I will surely kill one of Yan Liang or Wen Chou."

  Wang Lei shook his head and said, "Feng Xiao has made a plan, we must follow it."

  Guo Jia nodded slightly and said, "Today's battle will let Yan Liang and Wen Chou understand some of our situation. They will think that we have a certain amount of combat power, but are not their opponents. This way, there is a reason for them to retreat. Tonight, the main army will retreat ten miles, avoiding Yan Liang and Wen Chou's large army."

  Dian Wei had no choice but to nod in agreement.

  This was the strategy devised by Guo Jia, and he could only follow orders.