Chapter Thirty-Four: Severing Offspring and Grandchildren

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  Is it possible?

  Facing Han Sui, who can fight fiercely like a mad tiger and win three hundred rounds against my old man, I, at the age of fourteen...can I do it?

  Really can be done?

  No one answered me.

  I don't need to answer!

  With this gun in hand, I can at least make a hole in Han Shui's body!

  However, my surging ambition was interrupted.

  "Father!" The city gate of Yunwu opened with a loud bang again, and a general rushed in, "How can a mere hybrid trouble you to take action? Let me, your son, deal with him instead!"

  "Hmph, alright," after several hundred rounds of fighting, Han's energy was also somewhat exhausted, and he let his eldest son take over for a while, anyway, in his eyes, I was only 14 years old, "Ying'er, remember to be merciful, don't let the little colt from Wuwei die too early!"

  The defenders of Jin City all burst out laughing.

  "Got it, kid!" He turned his horse around, drew a long knife in the air and laughed, "You little bastard without a mother, do you want Big Brother Han to teach you some moves?!"

  What's his name? I don't remember this guy's name, looking at his face, he's about 25 or 26 years old - as the eldest son, this guy is actually nearly ten years older than me, it seems that Father's late marriage and late childbearing also have some drawbacks - but he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, broad shoulders and a round waist, with a strong physique, quite similar to his father's heroic spirit.

  That's why he is called "fierce and majestic", because Han Sui really has some skills and means. Han Sui, a mere refugee, had no wealth or power, but was forced to rebel by Bei Gong Boyu, and later pretended to surrender to the Han dynasty, occupying an area around Jincheng, where the imperial court could not defeat him. My father, Ma Teng, on the other hand, has been working his way up from the grassroots for over a decade, step by step, before reaching the same level as him.

  Han Ying would have become a great general if he had been tempered on the battlefield for a few years, but unfortunately, he was Han Xui's son and he met me.

  Unfortunately, his dog mouth spat out such words: "Son of a bitch!"

  "Yes, I am motherless..." I lowered my head and said in a low voice, "But who made me motherless?" The latter sentence was so low that even I almost didn't hear it.

  "What are you muttering about, you little bastard?!" This guy's arrogance remained unabated, his long knife held in a sloppy manner, not putting my actions in his eyes at all.

  I'd rather die than be controlled by others!

  The right foot swiftly and fiercely hooks inward, kicking violently into the horse's belly.

  The fierce horse neighs loudly and dashes out with its head held high.

  In the blink of an eye, he had rushed to within three feet of him. I stood up straight, dropped the reins from my hand, and with both hands holding the long spear horizontally, thrust it at Han Ying.

  He had never been ambushed before, and his hands and feet were a bit flustered. Fortunately, he had some conditioned reflexes, and the long knife danced in mid-air, slashing towards my shoulder.

  "Hah!"

  My right arm stretched out, the long spear went straight to his heart, without any hindrance, the spearhead pierced through the thin layer of leather armor, and directly penetrated his chest!

  "Miscellaneous, kinds......" Han Ying that fellow died to the end, unexpectedly still remembering to scold Lao Zi one sentence, I fiercely shook the long gun, and threw his corpse in front of Han Xun's horse.

  "Uncle Shi," I took a deep breath and said with a forced smile to Han Shou, "You and my father are close friends, but unexpectedly, Brother Han has repeatedly insulted me. As a young man, I was hot-headed and lost control for a moment. I hope Uncle Shi will teach him well in the future!"

  "You little scamp!" Han Sui's face had already turned deathly pale, where did he have the chance to discipline his poor son? He was pierced by a long spear on the spot, even if the divine doctor Hua Tuo came, it would be too late to save him!

  "How dare you kill my son, I won't forgive you!" His face turned from pale to bright red, as if blood was about to drip out. The loss of his six generals had already given him a huge shock; now, losing his son in battle and being severely defeated again, Han Xian was going to explode!

  "Superior son!" Behind me, Old Dad, Big Sister, and Pang De shouted in unison, and three horses galloped towards me.

  "Everyone stop!" I shouted angrily, my voice so sharp that even Father was taken aback. "I'll kill him with my own hands!"

  "Haha! Ma Chao, you're looking for death, and I'll fulfill your wish!" Han Sui sneered coldly, slightly restraining his momentum as he spoke, his long knife ruthlessly chopping towards me.

  The fierce horse suddenly exerted its strength, and I quickly dodged to the side. Han's long knife had already swung wide, and my spear in hand took advantage of the momentum to thrust at his chest with great force. Han's face changed slightly, and he immediately pulled back his knife, turning it over to parry my sudden attack with remarkable accuracy. Then, the blade turned again, slashing towards my neck from the right rear.

  I squeezed my legs together on the horse's belly, and the horse let out a muffled sound as it took several more strides forward, already jumping out of Han Shui's attack range. Taking advantage of the opportunity, I shot him in the back, but Han Shui was extremely agile, turning his horse around to dodge. However, with a "puff" sound, the spearhead had already pierced his left shoulder. With a mighty pull, I withdrew my spear, and instantly blood gushed out from both inside and outside the wound. By the time Han Shui turned around, his left shoulder was a bloody mess.

  Outside the city, 25,000 soldiers all shouted loudly, while our soldiers were as silent as a crow.

  "Good kid, you're fast! Better than your old man with a gun!" Han's left arm was temporarily disabled, but he didn't panic much, just gritted his teeth - perhaps in his eyes, I was just a bit more agile.

  "Hmph, you're eager to see your son, aren't you?!" I sneered and spurred the horse towards him.

  Han Sui's face was still flushed with anger, but the corners of his eyes twitched slightly as he shouted and swung his sword.

  Two fierce horses collided and parted, two blades clashed fiercely and then separated.

  Continue to collide and separate.

  Han's strength was quite considerable, and each impact would leave my right hand numb for half a day, it was absolutely not possible to harden up.

  Swords and guns parted ways, fierce horses neighed, and they galloped past each other once again.

  The long spear that had been shaken open in my hands suddenly turned and stabbed towards Han's back. After being taken advantage of once, he also became clever, the long knife also turned around, blocking my fierce sneak attack, but the back of the knife heavily smashed his own back.

  "Hey!" Han Sui turned around, humming a low sound, with a hint of crimson at the corner of his mouth. This knife's force was not small to begin with, and being shaken back by my long spear had already caused some internal injuries. "This kid indeed has some skills..."

  "Take your life!" At this moment, how could I give him a chance to breathe? I urged my horse on and thrust my long spear straight at Han's right shoulder. His left shoulder was already useless; if his right shoulder were also injured, would he have any chance of winning again?

  Han Suo didn't panic, his body slightly sank, and the long knife followed to seal back, because only one arm could exert force, he still prepared to defend instead of attack.

  Swords and spears clashed fiercely in mid-air, with neighing horses rising and falling.

  Han's knife method was not disordered in the slightest, but I had already begun to pant.

  After all, they are still young, and explosive power may be comparable to that of adults, but endurance is far inferior. The physical strength of a 14-year-old boy, even if he is growing rapidly, is far from reaching the peak physical fitness of a man in his thirties or forties.

  His left hand had long since let go of the reins, facing the enemy in front of him, he absolutely could not hold on with just one numb right arm, both hands tightly grasping the long spear, thrusting at Han Sui with all his might.

  I flipped and somersaulted, left and right, on horseback, bringing out the gunplay that my old man had passed down to me, and I felt like I'd never been so exhilarated in years. The rough and unpolished Ma family gunplay was now being wielded by me with utmost precision and power.

  Just...the Han dog thief opposite me, why is it getting easier and easier?

  "Ma Chao, you're wasting your thoughts! Do you think I don't know about the 48 moves of the Ma family's broken spear technique?!" Han Sui burst out laughing and with just one hand wielding his knife, he completely sealed off my spear techniques which I thought had reached their peak. Except for the initial wound on his shoulder when he underestimated me, my long spear couldn't even touch his clothes again.

  What especially made me feel depressed and desperate was that the recoil from the long guns became stronger and stronger.

  I know it's not that Han is getting more energetic, but I'm getting more and more exhausted. Each impact makes my whole body numb, and then another collision, from the chest to the neck, half of my body has completely lost sensation. All I know is that I repeatedly stretch out my long spear and stab again and again.

  "Are you done playing?" It seems my attacks no longer pose any threat to him. Han Suo burst out laughing, pulling his horse back several steps, the long blade trailing behind, is this the stance of preparing for a full-force charge?

  I clutched the reins tightly and pressed my legs firmly against the horse's belly.

  Come on!

  Two war horses neighed and crossed each other.

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  By the way, can I get a ticket?