However, he said that Dian Wei, wielding his twin halberds, had already engaged in a fierce battle with the cavalry beforehand.

The blade skills of the Mo Dao swordsmen were unparalleled, and before their unmatched sharpness, no horse could keep all four legs intact.

Horses' hooves were severed, and countless cavalrymen fell to the ground, giving Dian Wei ample opportunity to display his prowess.

He had always disliked cavalry, but a fallen rider became his most desired target.

This heavy armor turned these mounted warriors into slow-moving stakes. Their movements were sluggish and clumsy, almost as ineffective as the barbarians encountered in Yanluo Mountains earlier.

For this, Dian Wei had already killed countless cavalrymen with his pair of iron halberds.

This iron trident piercing armor was as simple for him as eating and drinking, and smashing a skull was as easy as cracking an egg.

With a single strike, it was a head split open and blood flowing. On that pair of iron halberds, who knows how much red and white had stained them.

But killing these men wouldn't satisfy him, because Dian Wei was already searching for a prominent enemy general amidst the chaos of battle.

He couldn't recognize him, but he could clearly see the armor he was wearing.

Right now, all that exists in his fiery gaze is the image of Mo Dao's master Wan Yan being struck down by a single shot.

In a roar, Dian Wei's feet flew off the ground as he ran dozens of steps before reaching Wan Yan. The moment he arrived, a spear thrust towards him.

The blade was razor-sharp, like a dragon emerging from the sea, but it was aimed at his throat.

Dian Wei without hesitation raised his spear and thrust it out.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of impact rang out, and the charging spear was instantly repelled.

Wanyan's heart pounded violently.

This seemingly effortless strike had left him greatly shaken. Had he not been wearing heavy armor, he would have likely staggered along with the shattered spear just now.

Looking at the bloodstains on the iron halberd, Wan Yan knew that the person before him had probably killed many people.

In fact, the scene on the battlefield had already entered his eyes. He originally thought that as long as a head-on confrontation took place, the cavalry would surely rout the rebel army.

But——

The current situation seems somewhat unexpected.

There was no time to think. The enemy attacked again.

Dian Wei's face was filled with fury, and he struck forward with his halberd. The force of the blow was immense, causing Wan Yan to take it seriously and hurriedly raise his spear to meet the attack.

"Bang!"

After the blow, the force transmitted from the gunstock made Wan Yan's arm go numb. He felt that the person before him was incredibly powerful and utterly immovable.

"Hmph, I thought you were putting on a big show here, with some real skill to boast about. Turns out you're just a bunch of chickens and dogs!"

"One by one, the armor pieces are donned, putting on quite a show! But they're all just for appearances!"

Dian Wei fought while shouting.

As soon as these words left his mouth, Wan Yan felt both angry and flustered.

It is infuriating that this person speaks so rudely and looks down on others like this.

The most urgent thing is that this person's moves are fierce, and I can hardly keep up with them.

Heavy cavalry, no matter the time or place, is always a formidable force. In terms of warfare, there is no army more destructive than them.

It is unprecedented for a mere infantry force to be able to suppress us like this.

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The numbness coming from his hand grew stronger, even making him feel like his arm was stiffening. This made Wan Yan start to have second thoughts about continuing.

"I can't take much more! If this goes on, I'll be killed by a single spear thrust!"

A murmur escaped his lips, "Even if I must push myself to the limit for ten thousand more years," Then he turned and left, but his voice still rang out,

"Comrades, follow me and slay this traitor!"

Dian Wei was furious and threw his spear at Wan Yan's back with a single thrust!

Wanyan had heard the whistling sound coming from behind him, and was just turning around to raise his gun when the iron spear came crashing down!

With a deafening clang, the iron javelin slammed into his back.

Though heavily armored, the instant he was hit, Wan Yan felt a churning in his stomach as if the sea had overturned within him. His internal organs seemed to shift out of place.

Pain accompanied by a violent wave of nausea surged through him, and he staggered, falling to the ground with a thud.

Upon landing, he even vomited the dry rations he had eaten this morning. His head and face landed on the ground, and the pickled meat smeared all over his face.

But at this moment, he couldn't care about much else. All he could hear was the sound of footsteps rushing towards him from behind.

Wan Yan's body twisted, and before he could even get up, he drew his gun and fired back.

This shot wasn't slow, although it couldn't be used immediately. Even in this situation, it could still take them by surprise.

But only a mocking voice was heard:

"A shameful thing!"

That thrusting spear not only was dodged by Dian Wei, he even seized the spear shaft with his empty right hand!

Wan Yan's pupils contracted, his heart pounding with alarm!

He hurriedly pulled the gun back, but upon doing so, he realized that the long gun was like a mud ox entering the sea; it wouldn't budge at all.

Looking at the imposing figure with a menacing face, Wan Yan's complexion turned pale, and he hurriedly scrambled to his feet, but his hand still clutched tightly onto this weapon that saved his life.

But the next moment, his body was pulled forward by the spear.

Wanyun's heart skipped a beat, he quickly let go, but it was too late. What appeared in his eyes was the kicking foot.

This kick was simply awe-inspiring!

He landed a solid kick to Wanyun's chest. Wanyun's eyes widened in shock, and his body flew backward uncontrollably.

On the surface of his armor, a dent had already appeared!

"Bang!"

Before he even hit the ground, Wan Yan had already coughed up a mouthful of blood in mid-air. When he landed, he went black in the eyes and could only breathe out but not in.

"Huh? What kind of armor is this?"

"How so fragile, couldn't it be a fake?"

Dian Wei kicked again, looking at Wan Yan's dented chest armor, his brow furrowed.

He couldn't even tell if he was just too strong, or if there was something peculiar about this armor.

But this only gave him a second to think, then he picked up his iron spear and charged toward the other group of people.

There, the newcomer was wielding a saber, hacking and slashing. Around him, both men and horses had become mangled corpses.

Such a killing technique even Dian Wei couldn't help but praise.

Good! Amazing!

Amidst laughter, Dian Wei charged headfirst into the fray.

——

Meanwhile, Jinling.

Qìngwáng Mansion, main hall.

Jin Jianzhong propped up his legs and looked at his elder brother, Jin Jianren, and said:

"Big brother, at this time, probably already started fighting, right?"

Jin Jianren nodded slightly and said faintly, "Well, about the battle in Bai Li Yuan, I have sent many scouts. The military situation will be reported soon."

Saying this, he raised his teacup, took a light sip, and then continued:

"Well? Is there anything you want to say?"

Jin Jianzhong smiled faintly, stroking his chin and said, "I was thinking of ending this early and arranging the next trade matters."

"Just waiting for good news from Bailiyuan.

Jin Jianren smiled and nodded. "No hurry, you can't eat an elephant in one bite. However, good news should arrive within a few days."

Just as I was saying this, a person on crutches walked in.

Where is everyone?

"Big brother, I'm also very concerned about the war in Bai Li Yuan. Although I have no official position now, I still need to know something about it, right?"

Jin Jiande remained composed, looking at Jin Jianren.