"Kill!"

Behind Zhang Liao, the Back Wei army soldiers moved in groups of dozens, like a pack of wolves hunting. Some carried crossbows, others wielded swords, and they strode towards the soldiers inside the fortified city!

And that man with the sword charged towards Zhang Liao.

Like Lian Xiaoru, Lian Zhen is eight feet tall. He began practicing martial arts from a young age. His mastery of the Lian family swordsmanship is so profound that he has even surpassed Lian Xiaoru of today.

This time, he specially requested his father's permission and led the army to garrison Wengcheng.

If the enemy army attacking in the city of Weng is killed, it will be a great achievement. As the son of the Annam General, Lian Zhen doesn't want to be suppressed by his father for the rest of his life.

Only the battle honors won with your own hands are truly genuine!

For this, Lian Zhen decided that he must personally behead this enemy general before him. He would take the general's head and throw it over the city wall! This would surely frighten Qin Ze, the traitor.

And at this moment, after a few breaths, Lian Zhen's eyes narrowed.

The long sword struck at that moment!

Here!

With a cold snort, Lian Zhen clenched his hands tightly around the hilt of his sword, straining his waist and abdomen. The force surged through his body, concentrated at his wrist, as he swung the long blade towards Zhang Liao!

Zhang Liao's face was cold and stern. Facing the incoming blade, his expression remained unchanged. With just a flick of his wrist, the crescent-shaped halberd brushed against the blade. Then, with a flip, the halberd hooked the blade and turned it!

The horizontal blade caught the edge of the sword, producing a loud clang as metal met metal!

Zhang Liao pulled with all his might, trying to wrest the long blade from Lian Zhen's hand.

Lien's heart tightened. He hurriedly gripped the hilt of his sword, firmly planting his feet on the ground, narrowly preventing the blade from being dislodged.

But just at that moment.

The crescent moon halberd had already separated from the blade, and then swept upwards towards Lian Zhen's chin!

Lian Zhen's eyes widened in astonishment at Zhang Liao's lightning-fast strike. He hurriedly leaped backward.

But even so, the crescent blade still grazed his armor. If it had been just a second slower, the crescent blade would have sliced through his face!

This sharp spearhead, if it were to slash across the face, would cut open the entire cheek.

His heart pounded wildly. After just two exchanges, he knew with absolute certainty that the enemy general before him was a master swordsman, far more than just a man who gave orders.

"Humph, you've got some skill!"

Lian Zhen let out a cold snort and took two steps back, slightly increasing the distance between them.

Zhang Liao's face remained unchanged, his eyes cold, and he did not respond.

He merely took another step forward, his right hand wielding the halberd with a sudden sweeping motion!

Lian shook violently, his eyes locked on Zhang Liao, and he charged forward again. Then with a leap, he plunged downwards, his blade meeting Zhang Liao's long crescent-shaped halberd!

He was going to use this powerful, forceful blade to directly sever the Crescent Moon Halberd!

Zhang Liao raised an eyebrow, took a step forward with his right foot, and pulled the crescent blade in his hand backward, dodging the incoming blow.

"Come on! Take this!"

Lian Zhen let out a roar and raised his blade once more, hacking fiercely.

Unknowingly, the distance between the two people shortened again.

Zhang Liao did not meet the attack head-on, but instead dodged and weaved constantly. But to Lian Zhen, this dodging looked like cowardice!

Immediately, Lian Zhen brandished his long sword, attacking with ever-increasing ferocity, hacking and slashing.

"Die!" Lian Zhen, with both hands gripping the blade, swung it down again toward Zhang Liao!

Just then—

"Hold on!" a shout rang out from Zhang Liao's mouth.

The next second——

With a "puff" sound, the Yueya Halberd's tip pierced precisely into Lianzhen's hand holding the hilt!

Suddenly, a splash of blood erupted.

"Uh..."

Lian Zhen's pupils constricted, a muffled grunt escaping his lips as he hastily leaped backward, once again widening the distance between them.

And at this moment, a triangular wound had been inflicted on the back of his right hand by the crescent blade. Blood flowed down his hand uncontrollably, and the hilt was stained with blood spots.

It wasn't until then that the searing pain from the wound gradually spread, engulfing his entire body. The agonizing pain that pierced to his very bone sent a shiver down his spine.

"Hiss—"

He gritted his teeth, but a gasp still escaped his lips.

Zhang Liao's face remained expressionless, his deep gaze lingering for only a second on Lian Zhen's outstretched right hand before he launched another attack!

This time, he came very quickly.

The moon-shaped dagger, gleaming with a faint cold light, leaped into Lian Zhen's startled eyes.

"Bang!"

Lien jolted and abandoned his right hand, gripping the hilt of the sword with his left. He slashed at the crescent blade with a single-handed strike, his strength significantly diminished.

Two weapons clashed, a shower of sparks flying between them.

Zhang Liao didn't dodge again. He gently twisted the halberd handle, and the crescent blade of the halberd once again hooked onto the blade!

"Go!"

With a soft sigh, Zhang Liao pulled back with all his might. Lian Zhen hurriedly clenched his sword hilt to prevent it from slipping, but his body was pulled forward.

Zhang Liao's mouth twitched upwards, and a strange gleam flashed in his eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, he abandoned his hooked sword and chose to slightly bow. Then, his crescent moon halberd thrust towards Lian Zhen's lower abdomen!

"Oh no!"

Lian Zhen's eyes narrowed, he hurriedly took a deep breath and tightened his chest and abdomen as much as possible to prevent himself from being pierced!

But in that split second, a cold snort rang out.

"I want your legs!"

As the sound faded, the crescent blade darted nimbly into the gap between Lian Zhen's parted legs.

And then, the Crescent Blade was suddenly pulled back!

"Ouch!"

The horizontal blade hooked onto Lian Zhen's (inward bend of the knee) , its sharp edge cutting through flesh and cartilage, finally reaching the knee joint.

A sickening cracking sound echoed as the joint shattered, vibrating all the way down to his right knee. The joint was severed completely in that one move!

The right calf launched itself upward, a torrent of fresh blood gushing from the joint. The thick stench of blood filled the air.

"Ah!"

The agonized screams uncontrolled erupted from Lian Zhen's mouth, he could no longer maintain his form.

With a loud "boom," Lian Zhen fell heavily to the ground.

"Hmph!" Zhang Liao let out a guttural breath, taking a step forward. He didn't give Lian Zhen any chance to rise, his hand gripping the crescent-shaped halberd as he leaped into the air.

Lien was lying on the ground, his rapidly shrinking pupils fixated on the crescent-shaped spear that was hurtling towards his face!

"No........!"

Before the shout could be fully uttered, the tip of the spear had already plunged down!

"Pffft"

The elongated lance tip plunged straight into Lian Zhen's brow!

"Humph!"

Zhang Liao let out a cold snort, twisted his long spear, and the tip of the halberd crushed Lian Zhen's head into pieces. Then he flipped over and cut off Lian Zhen's neck with a single sword stroke.

"I will send your head to Lian Xiaoru!"

Raising his head, Zhang Liao charged forward once more....

—>

"Rustling sounds"

In a city alley, arrows flew constantly, and the ground was already covered with numerous corpses.

The remaining men were engaged in a frenzy of combat, the defenders frantically drawing their bows without regard for accuracy.

Their enemies used lighter crossbows. The spring mechanism would fire a constant stream of bolts when activated.

Here goes! And it's fast!

In this situation, they are completely unable to organize an effective attack, and as a result, many people have already died from crossbow arrows.

But that's not all, these enemies are also very strong in close combat!

Once they get close enough, that blade will fall, and it will be nearly impossible to stop!

Amidst the chaos of battle, a thunderous roar echoed from afar!

"The earthquake has killed!"

"Even Lian Xiaoru hasn't come to see me!"

At the sound of this, the already fearful guards became even more hesitant, and some had even begun to retreat.

"You shall not leave this place!"

"Come on, let's have a good fight!"

A loud shout came from behind the alleyways, it was Gao Shun, and the trapped battalion had also joined the fight!

……

The biggest cold wave of the year has arrived, folks. Please keep warm and don't catch a cold!

Everyone is trying to stay warm, showing off their unique skills just like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, haha. I'm already at minus ten degrees here, (sad

Good night, sweet dreams.