Chapter 57: Reputation Shatters the Enemy

  Thanks for the rewards from "Zhao Wu Xu 2014", "Yu Xian Yue Xia", "Li Li Zhi Zhi" and "Yuan Yuan Rou Tuan Tuan".

  Wanru King Wuyan stood on the high slope, witnessing his son's death in front of him. His eyes turned black, and he felt dizzy. The sturdy body tilted backwards, and the guards on both sides rushed to hold him up.

  "Kill... kill them all for me!" Wu Yan's lips trembled, his fingers shaking as he pointed forward, his eyes filled with venomous resentment, "Don't leave a single one alive, wipe them out completely!"

  "Yes, sir!" The leader of the guards responded loudly, but he didn't move, his face full of difficulty.

  Wu Yan was furious and lashed out with his whip, knocking off the helmet of the leader of the guards. "Still not leaving?!" he bellowed. "Do you dare to disobey orders?!"

  The leader of the guards knelt down, trembling with fear: "Yes, yes... but we only have fifty men left to guard King Han. If they all go, what if the Han cavalry comes back..."

  "Han Go's cavalry is entangled with our elite cavalry tens of miles away, where can they come back from? I just want you to kill those twenty or so damn cavalrymen in front and go immediately!"

  In the midst of Wu Yan's roar, the leader of the guards hastily led the remaining forty or so cavalry out, leaving behind fewer than ten people to guard Wu Yan. Wu Yan was not worried, as he stood high and looked down clearly. More than ten miles east, three hundred Wang Kui riders were chasing and killing each other with Han Gou's cavalry, unable to distinguish between victory and defeat for the time being; although the Han Gou camp in the northwest had just repelled another wave of attacks, it was still surrounded by thousands of Wuman troops. The closest ones were the twenty or so Han Gou riders who killed his son, while his own guard cavalry was preparing to surround and annihilate them. Therefore, where he was located was very safe, with few guards but no worries.

  But there is a group of people who don't think so.

  In a dense forest not far from Wu Yan's tent, seven people who survived the disaster were staring at Wu Yan with wolf-like eyes.

  Tian Yu, Wu Zhui, and five surviving Han cavalrymen returned.

  Tian Yu and seven others crossed the river at dawn and rushed back to Hangou Village, but before they entered the village, they saw this fierce battle from a distance. Wu Chui originally wanted to join the outer Han Gou cavalry, leading troops to entangle with the Wuhuan people, but was blocked by Tian Yu. Tian Yu proposed another suggestion: lie in ambush and wait for an opportunity to strike, either not make a move, or make a comeback as soon as possible.

  Wu Zhui and others also thought Tian Yu's plan was better, so they agreed.

  They had been lurking in the woods for a long time, their target locked on Wuyan, waiting patiently for an opportunity. Their efforts were not in vain, and the chance they had been waiting for finally arrived.

  In the forest, seven knights are ready to go. If a Wuman sees the leading knight, he will be frightened - wearing crimson fish-scale armor, iron helmet shining, face mask ferocious, white horse silver arrow, unparalleled in spirit and strength. The most chilling thing is that super-long gun with a blood-red flag dancing wildly on the gun handle.

  "Charge!" With a wave of his hand, the leading knight, King Gun, led the seven riders out like the wind, striking and killing swiftly.

  When the seven knights rushed down the mountain slope, Wu Yan and his guards seemed to have sensed something and turned their heads in unison. Wu Yan's narrow eyes widened suddenly, while his guards let out a mournful cry: "Heart-digging beast!"

  Ma Xian's prestige was too great, especially for the Wuhuan Department, and it was an existence like a demon. Capturing and killing 500 Wuhuan cavalrymen, instantly killing the strongest warrior in the tribe, and bare-handedly slaying the beast king Xiong She, any one of these feats would be enough to scare the Wuhuan people to death. On that day, there were not a few Wuhuan people from the Wuyan Department who witnessed Ma Xian's divine power, and when they saw this iconic knight's attire, especially that frighteningly long cavalry spear, their legs went soft.

  Got it!

  The silver arrow, with its incredible strength, carried the knight on horseback, galloping up the hill, rushing towards Wuyan like a whirlwind. Wuyan still had eight guards, but at this moment, not one of them dared to intercept him. Including Wuyan, they were all flustered and mounted their horses, fleeing wildly.

  The knight controlled the horse to gallop sideways, holding a spear and charging fiercely. The iron spearhead, as big as a fist, heavily struck the black flag with a loud crash. The thick flagpole burst and fell down. This strike was shocking, but at the cost of the knight's deerskin gloves being worn out and his arm being twisted - this was still the result of him placing the spear on the saddle holder, if he had held it under his arm, his arm would have been finished.

  The Han Lu Wang's great flag fell, and the Wudang people who were attacking the village saw it from afar, became flustered and disheartened, and retreated like a tide.

  The Wuhuan cavalry, who had surrounded Nian Nu, were shocked and forgot to kill their target, hastily turning their horses around and retreating. They had only retreated a hundred or so steps when they saw their Khan being pursued and killed by several Han cavalrymen. On the mound, in front of the king's tent, one man on horseback stood proudly, holding a remarkably long cavalry spear high up, pointing it at the sky.

  "Brave Warriors!"

  "Good job!"

  "He's back! Run!"

  The Wuhuan cavalrymen rushed forward in a swarm, shielding Wu Yan and racing eastward with their lives.

  When Wanyan Jieyu, surrounded by his guards, rushed past Niansi's side, who had just been shot off his horse and was wounded by arrows, he ignored the murderer who had wanted to kill him just a moment before.

  After the storm passed, the smoke dispersed, and Nian Nu's veil was blown away by the strong gusts. Her dirty face was washed clean by tears, and her eyes sparkled with tears: "Master... has returned!"

  The king's flag fell, the prince died, and the Khan king fled. These three major factors of defeat were superimposed on each other. To say nothing of the Wuhuan tribe, which was half pastoral and half military, even the well-trained regular army of the Great Han Dynasty would be a defeat without discussion.

  Ma Huan's prestige, combined with Tian Yu's surprise attack, beheaded the enemy leader and defeated 2,000 Wuhuan cavalry, then lifted the siege.

  The setting sun was like blood, the corpses were cold as ice. Just outside the Han Gou village, which had just experienced a bloody battle, all the villagers of Han Gou, supporting the elderly and carrying the young, formed a large circle of thousands of people. In the center of the circle stood the commander of the Han Gou tribe, holding his mighty spear, Ma Han Gou.

  The evening wind blew strongly, and the golden dragon flag danced. Under the gun flag, Tian Yu's face was cold and stern as iron, with Tang Nu and Wu Zhui on either side of him. At this moment, his loud voice echoed in front of Han Gou Village: "...... The commander-in-chief is missing to cover us up, and I, Tian Yu, have been entrusted by the commander-in-chief to lead you all to find a way out. Now, our Han Gou army is surrounded on all sides. To the east are the Wuhuan people who are at war with us, to the north are the Xianbei people who want to put us to death, to the west are the Tuyuhun Hu people who have ulterior motives, and to the south was originally our reliance - the Great Han Protector of the Wuhuan school lieutenant. However, I tell you all the truth, soon they will also become our enemies and attack us..."

  It is said that even the protector of Wuwan, General Han, harbored evil intentions, and the road south to return home was cut off. The people below were in an uproar, and there were even faint sounds of sobbing.

  "Everyone, don't panic! Listen to me first. I am Tianguo Shi, a clerk sent by General Xing Mashi of the Wuhuan tribe. It's my duty to clear up this misunderstanding. However, what's most urgent right now is not explaining ourselves at the door, but leaving this den of wolves and finding a way to survive!"

  "Where is our way of life?"

  "We've finally settled down here with great difficulty; under the vast sky, where else can we refugees find shelter?"

  "We won't listen to you, we'll wait for Commander Bai to come back!"

  "Right, we have to wait for the commander to come back!"

  Tan Nu beside him also stepped forward and said coldly: "I will wait for the commander to return, the Xianbei dog can't do anything to the commander."

  Tian Yu took a deep breath, raised his left hand high, and on it was a sheepskin map, which was the very thing that Ma Xun had given him when they parted ways.

  "What I want to tell you is that this path of life, it's not me, Tian Yu, asking you to take, but the commander pointing out to you——" Tian Yu shook the sheepskin map in his hand, and the map unfolded with a rustling sound, revealing mountains, rivers, and streams, with lines and ink dancing. The most eye-catching was a circle painted with red lacquer in the upper right corner of the map.

  Tian Yu's face was stern, his eyes scanning the surroundings, one word at a time: "This is the way of life pointed out to us by the commander-in-chief - Liaodong!"