Chapter 2: The Martial Saint Guan Yu

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  Yan Liang in history must have heard Liu Bei's words of caution, and seeing a red-faced enemy general suddenly appearing on the battlefield, he thought it was Guan Yu who had come to surrender before the battle.

  Yan Liang, being kind-hearted, relaxed his guard and allowed Guan Yu to approach on horseback. Just as he was about to call out a greeting, who would have thought that Guan Yu was not so magnanimous? With a sudden swing of his reversed sword, he struck Yan Liang in the face.

  Yan Liang, who was caught off guard, thus became the stepping stone for Guan Yu's thunderous reputation.

  The tragedy of the main character's foolishness will never happen again with Yan Liang.

  He grasped the hilt tightly and shouted loudly: "Release the arrow, release it to shoot that green-hatted, monkey-faced enemy general to death!"

  Ma Yan was shocked: "General Yan, if that person is really Guan Yu coming to surrender, we killed him, how can we explain it to Lord Liu?"

  He's coming for my life.

  Yan Liang didn't have time to explain and angrily said: "This is the general's order, how dare you question it? Those who disobey will be dealt with by military law."

  With a loud shout, a fierce and murderous aura burst forth.

  Ma Yan was so frightened that his face turned white in an instant, and he didn't dare make another sound. He hastily passed down the order.

  The order was given and the archers hastily gathered in front of them.

  At this time, Yan Liang realized that he had made a mistake in deploying his troops.

  This time attacking Baima Ford, Yan Liang led a mixed infantry and cavalry army of about 10,000 people, with 6,000 infantry and 4,000 cavalry.

  There were still over 2,000 Cao troops stationed in Baima City. To prevent the Cao troops inside the city from launching a pincer attack from both inside and outside, it was necessary to leave sufficient forces to continue besieging Baima.

  Considering that Cao Cao might use light cavalry to launch a surprise attack, if only infantry is used to counter the enemy, it would be difficult to withstand the impact of the enemy's cavalry.

  Under the consideration of two situations, Yan Liang left most of his infantry to surround Baima and led 4,000 cavalrymen as well as less than 1,000 infantrymen to fight against Cao's sudden attack.

  In an army of one thousand, there were only two or three hundred archers, scattered across the battlefield stretching several li. In the brief moment available, no more than thirty to fifty men could be used to launch a strike against Guan Yu.

  With a loud whirring sound, more than 50 arrows shot out, drawing arcs in the sky and heading straight for Guan Yu.

  The accuracy of the bow and arrow is limited, and on the battlefield, it mainly relies on large-scale dense shooting. More than 50 arrows were shot out, and most of them deviated from the target halfway through. Only three to five arrows can be shot at Guan Yu.

  Guan Yu in a flash, his Green Dragon Crescent Blade danced like a wheel, easily deflecting the incoming arrows.

  The cavalry charged, the archers only fired three rounds, and today they faced Guan Yu with his Red Hare horse. After just one round of shooting, Guan Yu alone on horseback had already killed his way to their position like lightning.

  It wasn't until then that Ma Yan realized that this red-faced enemy had not come to surrender, but to bring the head of their commander, Yan Liang.

  "Hurry up and protect General Yan, block this enemy general!"

  Ma Yan shouted loudly and led more than a dozen of his personal guards who were beside Yan Liang to kill Guan Yu together.

  Although the Hebei army had many people and momentum, unfortunately, they were facing the Military Saint Guan Yu.

  The Green Dragon Blade swung out like an iron curtain, its fierce blade unstoppable, amidst the wails of despair, warm blood splattered everywhere, severed limbs and broken weapons flying in all directions.

  "Is this Guan Yu's true strength? Indeed, it's terrifying..."

  Facing his subordinates being slaughtered, Yan Liang's heart was shaken, and for a moment, he even had the idea of preserving his life and abandoning his army to escape.

  But just for a moment, then he would dismiss that foolish idea.

  In a battle between two armies, the formation and morale are crucial. If he, as the commander-in-chief, makes one move, the entire army's fighting spirit will collapse instantly.

  At that time, Cao's army would certainly seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and trample his 10,000-strong army from north of the river like withering leaves.

  But Guan Yu was riding the Red Hare horse quickly, and he himself could hardly escape his pursuit and killing, and in the end it would still be impossible to avoid being beheaded by a single sword.

  Moreover, even if he successfully escaped back to Hebei, if Yuan Shao found out that he abandoned his troops and fled without a fight, it's not impossible that he would be executed in anger to uphold military law.

  Absolutely no retreat!

  Yan Liang steeled himself, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, and in his eyes beneath his sword-like eyebrows, a calm courage rekindled.

  Right in front, Guan Yu rode on his horse, like a red lightning bolt, lightly tearing through the Hebei army that blocked his way, and in the blink of an eye, he had already killed his way to Yan Liang's command.

  Dan Feng's eyes suddenly surged upwards, his gaze piercing like a sharp blade.

  Yan Liang suddenly felt that his entire body was surrounded by a madly swirling killing aura, and in his heart, he had a strange feeling, as if the air around him had been sucked dry in an instant, leaving him almost suffocated.

  When his mind was shaken, Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade had transformed into a fan-shaped blade, without stirring up any air flow, silently and quietly slashing towards Yan Liang's neck.

  There is no alternative but to fight!

  Yan Liang took a deep breath, raised his steel knife, and summoned all his strength to block.

  Clang!

  In the air, a deafening sonic boom.

  Guan Yu's single slash, seemingly ordinary and unremarkable, yet contained an unstoppable force like the undercurrents of a deep ocean.

  The two swords clashed, and Yan Liang only felt his arms go numb, a power like lightning pouring into his body, whipping his internal organs like a wet whip.

  In an instant, Yan Liang felt his chest cavity constricted and he could hardly breathe.

  "What a powerful blow! Even with all his might, he could barely withstand it. Indeed, Guan Yu is worthy of being called the Martial Saint."

  At this moment, Yan Liang took another deep breath and forcibly suppressed the surging blood gas, turned his horse around, waiting for Guan Yu to turn back and strike again.

  Guan Yu, who had mistakenly killed the horse, turned around at that moment, and on his face, which was naturally stern and majestic, a few unusual colors had flashed by.

  He seemed shocked that Yan Liang, whom he had regarded as a mere vassal, could actually block his full-force strike while riding the Red Hare.

  Seeing Guan Yu's astonished expression, Yan Liang felt a kind of sadistic pleasure in his heart, and his confidence suddenly surged.

  He reined in his warhorse, a faint smile playing on the corners of his mouth, and sneered: "The so-called Beauty Beard is nothing more than this. You think you can take me down with one move, Yan Liang? Ha! Guan Yu, you're overestimating yourself."

  Guan Yu was enraged, his crimson face hidden in the shadows, his hand gripping the Green Dragon Crescent Blade tightly, his joints crackling with a loud creaking sound.

  Suddenly, a figure flashed by, that gigantic body and **Crimson Horse**, had become like a red flowing flame, in the blink of an eye it rushed before him.

  With a deafening roar, Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade cut through the air, carrying the force of a raging torrent as it struck towards Yan Liang's chest.

  Yan Liang's sentence "You're thinking too much" obviously enraged Guan Yu, and this enemy of a thousand jun's one knife was not left with half a bit of strength.

  Following up on the previous slash, he broke the "one move to kill" curse and increased his confidence several times. He knew that Guan Yu was also a mortal man, and his own martial arts were not impossible to contend with him.

  Zhan Yi's momentum surged, Yan Liang's steel knife slashed horizontally, and he used all his strength to meet this one knife.

  Another loud metallic clash, the deafening sound shook Yan Liang's eardrums, causing a dull ache, and the immense force transmitted through the sword made his blood boil again.

  The force of this knife was actually three points stronger than the previous one, Yan Liang vaguely felt that his internal organs had already suffered minor injuries.

  So what? I still took it anyway!

  With a loud shout, Yan Liang's half-bent arms exerted all their strength and pushed Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade open.

  Guan Yu's face was filled with a myriad of shocked expressions, as if he had seen the most unbelievable thing in this world.

  In the blink of an eye, that surprise turned into a raging torrent. Yan Liang's stubbornness was a blatant insult to Guan Yu's strength, and that insult wounded his pride, causing his wide-open eyes to overflow with indignation and fury.

  He let out a thunderous roar of anger, his blade flashing out once more, swirling with a fierce killing aura as it came crashing down towards Yan Liang's head like Mount Tai.

  Yan Liang furrowed his brow, he knew this was Guan Yu's strongest strike.