roccoschili Chapter 95 Using a Sledgehammer to Cure a Chick
Chapter 95 Using a Sledgehammer to Cure a Chick
Chapter 95 Using a Sledgehammer to Cure a Chick
Look at this exceptionally arrogant Xianbei youth.
Naturally, the Han Chinese soldiers on patrol, enraged, hastily gathered a dozen or so men and rode straight forward towards the Xianbei youth!
Inside the camp, the Han Chinese generals, equally enraged, cheered and looked out of the camp, hoping that the dozen or so generals would kill the provocative Xianbei youth.
A dozen or so soldiers charged toward the Xianbei youth.
They saw the Han Chinese soldiers coming over.
The Xianbei youth was not afraid at all. He sneered and shouted a provocative remark in Xianbei language before dropping the head in his hand and mounting his horse.
He didn't bully the Han Chinese generals. He simply summoned the same number of Xianbei cavalrymen, all clad in leather armor, and charged towards the Han Chinese cavalry with long spears in hand!
The young general who was leading a dozen soldiers to attack saw the appearance of the Xianbei youth and was so angry that he laughed.
"What an arrogant dog slave!"
"Don't you know the saying 'One Han man can fight five barbarians'? Where do you get the audacity to charge at us with an equal number of Xianbei cavalry?!"
After the ridicule.
The two sides were getting closer and closer.
The young general gripped his long spear tightly and shouted.
"kill!"
Behind him, a group of Han soldiers also let out a low shout.
"kill!"
For a time, the Han cavalry were unstoppable!
The previously arrogant Xianbei youth now wore an even more mocking smile.
The two sides clashed quickly!
Amidst everyone's astonishment...
It was just a flick! A stab!
The young Han Chinese soldier had his throat pierced by the Xianbei youth and was thrown to the ground!
Blood splattered all over the Xianbei youth's face.
This exceptionally brave Xianbei youth, disregarding the blood on his face, grinned and charged towards the Han Chinese soldiers!
In just a short while, more than a dozen Han soldiers were slaughtered! That particularly arrogant Xianbei youth alone killed three or four Han cavalrymen!
The same number of Xianbei cavalrymen had now been reduced to almost half their original number!
at this time.
The remaining four or five Xianbei cavalrymen all jumped off their horses, wielding long swords, and cut off the heads of the dozen or so Han cavalrymen who had died in battle.
Like bells, they hung on either side of each horse's head.
It swayed back and forth as the horse moved.
The charge between the two cavalry units ended quickly.
The battle situation is clear.
The Han Chinese camp, which had been clamoring to avenge the cavalrymen, was now eerily silent, everyone's faces ashen.
On the other side.
The group of Xianbei cavalry, numbering only a few hundred, were filled with fervor and shouted in the Xianbei language!
"He Lian!"
"He Lian!"
"6
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Faced with this scene.
Standing still, Lu Ping, who had thought this charge would surely be victorious, frowned slightly. He had just opened his mouth and was saying something to Lu Bu beside him when he was attracted by the repeated voices of the Xianbei people outside the tent.
"He Lian?!" Lu Ping murmured, repeating it over and over.
"This name sounds so familiar!"
A slightly familiar voice picked up where Lü Ping left off.
"It does look familiar."
"This is the name of the eldest son of the sandalwood tree."
The eldest son of the sandalwood tree?
That arrogant Han Chinese man who was just now using a severed head as a chamber pot was actually the eldest son of Tan Shihuai, the powerful Xianbei ruler?! The next Xianbei king?!
Among the soldiers right next to him, there were even people he knew from the company?
Lu Ping was taken aback and subconsciously looked up.
From the direction of the main tent, a group of soldiers escorted a cold-faced Tian Yan as he rode out on horseback, and the words just spoken came from Tian Yan's mouth.
Being on horseback, the soldiers moved extremely quickly, and in just a moment they arrived in front of Lü Ping.
From this vantage point, looking towards the camp gate, one can see a group of exceptionally arrogant Xianbei cavalrymen outside the camp, who have come to provoke the enemy.
Tian Yan stood beside Lü Ping, gazing out of the camp for a while before turning his gaze away with a cold smile. He then skipped over Lü Bu, who was itching to make a move and was almost unable to contain himself.
then.
He casually pointed to a spot in the cool air, and then his exceptionally brave confidant, who was following him, spoke in a cold voice.
"Liang Qiong!"
"Would you be willing to capture Nahelian alive for Yan?"
The middle-aged general, called Liang Qiong, responded by clasping his hands in greeting.
"This humble general is willing to comply!"
After speaking, Liang Qiong's middle-aged general didn't say much more. He directly selected a dozen or so cavalrymen, spurred their horses, and charged out of the camp!
Then Liang Qiong appeared.
Tian Yan's expression softened slightly. He led his generals toward the higher ground of the camp, a hint of boasting in his voice.
"This Liang Qiong."
"He was picked up from a pile of corpses when I was in the Qiang region; he was incredibly brave."
"Back in the Yongliang area, eight Qiang tribes, including Shaodang, invaded. To repay the kindness of Doctor Duan Taizhong, we were still young at the time. Xia Yu and I, holding onto ropes and biting the hilts of our knives, dared to jump off the city wall."
"And Liang Qiong, at that time, followed me down from the city wall and protected me as I killed three or five Qiang people, until the blades were worn dull, before he stopped."
"As long as he makes a move."
"Then Lian will surely be captured easily."
As Tian Yan spoke.
Behind him, a group of generals nodded in agreement, which made Tian Yan, who had been cold-faced due to the Xianbei provocation, relax.
Just as this group of soldiers echoed in unison.
below.
Suddenly, a clear and resonant Chinese voice rang out!
"die!"
A furious shout.
The soldiers were overjoyed, thinking that Liang Qiong had shown his power, and kept looking down.
All I can see is that...
Liang Qiong, who had just gone out with a dozen or so cavalrymen, was originally suppressing He Lian.
However, because he wanted to capture Helian alive, he became somewhat overconfident and was caught off guard by the Xianbei youth Helian, who pierced his chest with a spear! He was then dragged on the ground and ridden back and forth on horseback, and soon he died!
The perfectly fluent Mandarin that was just spoken came from the mouth of the Xianbei youth, Helian!
With their commander dead, the remaining Han cavalrymen lost their will to fight and immediately scattered like monkeys!
Seeing this scene.
Tian Yan's face turned ashen. He grabbed the wooden stake in front of him, his chest heaving as he took deep breaths to forcefully suppress his anger.
"Useless!" he muttered under his breath.
He saw He Lian, panting heavily, holding Liang Qiong's head and riding back and forth below. Tian Yan's hands, gripping the wooden stake, were bulging with veins. He turned to look at Lü Ping.
"Zizhi's bravery and strength are renowned throughout the army! Are you willing to go into battle this time and capture He Lian for Yan?"
Despite Tian Yan's call, Lü Ping, who had been observing the area below, did not respond. He merely glanced at his adopted eldest son.
Lu Bu, who was itching to make a move, was overjoyed and stepped forward, clasping his hands in greeting.
"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"
"Though He Lian is fierce, my father doesn't need to lift a finger! General, bring Bu here!"