The moment the boulders fell on his head, Yan Le’s heart sank, and he knew there were ambushes in the valley. The warhorse under his crotch kicked and neighed, and there were chaotic screams and cries all around. Suddenly, the sound of the wind was heard, and Yan Le raised his sword and swung it fiercely. The arrow changed its course the moment it hit the blade, but it made his palm numb.
This force—Yan Le looked up along the direction where the arrow came from and saw a large flag inserted diagonally on the top of the mountain. The black flag was fluttering, and a huge word “Cen” was outlined in gold, with dragons and phoenixes flying in the air, and it looked very powerful.
A young man stood under the banner, holding a bow and arrow, his eyebrows raising, and he looked a bit arrogant and unruly. Suddenly, Yuan Zheng smiled provocatively at Yan Le and fired three arrows at him like meteors.
Yan Le cursed and split two arrows, but the last arrow went straight to the warhorse under his crotch.
The warhorse screamed miserably, stamped its limbs a few times, and fell down with a bang. Yan Le slapped the horse’s back with his palm and jumped up, landing steadily on the ground.
Yan Le said gloomily, “Yuan Zheng.”
Yuan Zheng put down his bow and arrow and sneered, “Is a barbarian like you worthy of calling me by my name?”
Yan Le’s expression became calm, and he said slowly, “Yuan Zheng, aren’t you surprised? You and I have never met before Beicang Pass, but I know who you are.”
Yuan Zheng narrowed his eyes and said, “What do you want to say?”
Yan Le said, “My food and supplies were burned by you, but Heshan Prefecture abandoned the city at this time. It not only became my food and supplies supply base, but also cut off the communication between Beicang Pass and Hedong.”
“It’s all coincidence.” Yan Le said with a smile, “You don’t suspect anything?” He sighed again and said slowly, “It’s possible. After all, you are a well-known dandy in Dayan. Except for your good luck of being the legitimate son of Emperor Yan, you have no other merits.”
Yuan Zheng sneered, “You are still talking nonsense and trying to instigate even when you are about to die.”
Yan Le said, “Am I instigating you, or are you just afraid to face the dirty shame of fighting among your own people and using the people as pawns?”
Yuan Zheng stared at Yan Le for a while and coldly said, “Do you think I will believe you just because of your few words?”
Yan Le smiled and said, “You don’t have to believe it, but if such a person really became the emperor of Dayan, we would be more than happy.”
Yuan Zheng suddenly smiled and said, “No matter who becomes the emperor, you will not be able to see it anymore. Yan Le, today, this Luoyun Valley will be your burial place.”
“Archers.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers drew their bows and arrows, and in a moment, arrows rained down. The Hu people below raised their shields and formed a battle array, which unexpectedly became orderly after the initial chaos.
After exchanging several rounds of arrows and seeing that the enemy had left some men to climb up the slope, Yan Le mounted the horse again and attempted to break out. Yuan Zheng gave an order, and all five thousand elite soldiers rushed down from the high point, and the two sides immediately engaged in a melee.
Yuan Zheng was rushing towards Yan Le. At the moment when the swords collided, Yan Le’s horse neighed loudly. Yuan Zheng took advantage of the situation and rushed forward. Both of them fell off their horses, and they fought again in the blink of an eye.
Yan Le’s swordsmanship is known for its strength, while Yuan Zheng’s swordsmanship is agile. After twenty rounds of fighting, they are still evenly matched.
The battle in Luoyun Valley was deafening. The people Yan Le brought with him were naturally the elite of the Hu people. The two sides fought, and the blood splashed and dyed the bushes beside the road red.
Yuan Zheng’s knuckles were almost torn apart by the shock. As Yan Le pressed down with his long sword, he sneered, “Boy, if another two years pass, you might really be able to kill me.”
Yuan Zheng snorted and retorted, “Even now, this little lord can kill you.”
Yan Le said, “Not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth!”
He raised his sword and chopped at him with such force that Yuan Zheng had no time to retreat. When he took the blow, his right hand went numb, his internal organs seemed to tremble, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat.
Suddenly, a horseman came galloping towards them like lightning. Yuan Zheng raised his eyes hastily and saw Cen Yelan riding a horse and leaping towards him. With the silver spear in his hand, no one dared to confront him.
Yan Le obviously heard the movement behind him as well. When he turned his head, Cen Yelan was already in front of him. At the moment when the sword and spear collided, Cen Yelan jumped up from the horse’s back and spun the tip of the spear. The two had already exchanged two more moves again.
Yuan Zheng saw the two fighting, raised his sword, and stabbed at Yan Le without thinking. Yan Le was the most courageous warrior of the Hu people. If it was just going against Cen Yelan or Yuan Zheng, he would be able to fight, but when the two joined forces, he was gradually losing after only thirty moves.
Yan Le coldly said, “Cen Yelan, you and I have fought for many years. If you want to kill me today, it will be just you and me.”
Yuan Zheng mocked, “What? You are about to be defeated and still beg for fairness?”
“You want to beg—fine ah, beg on your knees.”
Yan Le was furious but heard Cen Yelan say calmly, “Today, I only want to kill you.”
Yuan Zheng grinned and said, “Did you hear that? Our general has already disdained to compete with you. You are not even qualified to be his opponent.”
Whenever Cen Yelan saw Yan Le, he would think of Cen Yi’s eyes being gouged out and his body covered with wounds before he died. He slashing the tip of the spear towards his face as he looked at the half mask Yan Le wore on his face. Yan Le dodged hastily, and the silver light, as cunning as a snake, broke through the mask, revealing an eye socket without a pupil.
Cen Yelan said, “When you insulted my elder brother that day, I told you that I would pay you back a hundredfold.”
The silver spear in Cen Yelan’s hand became more and more aggressive, with a ferocious and crazy posture, and was even sharper than the sword in Yan Le’s hand. When the tip of his spear pierced Yan Le’s chest, Yan Le seemed to have not reacted yet. He held the sword with its tip on the ground.
Yan Le looked down at the spear that pierced his body, and the red tassel was dripping with blood.
Cen Yelan’s face was calm as he said, “Yan Le, just wait and see. I, Cen Yelan, will lead the Dayan cavalry to destroy your royal court and exterminate your entire clan.”
“As long as there’s still the Cen family, the Hu people will no longer dare to think of invading again.”
He pulled out his spear suddenly, Yan Le’s body shook, and he only heard Cen Yelan say, “Watch carefully in hell.”
Yan Le is dead.
Cen Yelan just stared at Yan Le’s body for a long time, without saying a word, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard all around him.
After Yan Le’s death, the remaining Hu soldiers were frightened and lost their fighting spirit all of a sudden, not to mention the soldiers brought by Cen Yelan poured into Luoyun Valley as well.
Luoyun Valley has really become a cemetery.
Yuan Zheng looked at Cen Yelan, reached out, and touched the back of Cen Yelan’s hand. After a long while, Cen Yelan tilted his head to look at him.
Yuan Zheng said, “He is dead.”
Cen Yelan hummed but didn’t say anything. Yuan Zheng glanced at it inadvertently and found that Cen Yelan’s right hand was trembling, and blood was flowing from his fingertips, staining the entire spear red.
Yuan Zheng’s expression shifted, and he suddenly grabbed Cen Yelan’s right hand. His right arm was injured in the explosion. The time was short and the war was urgent, so his injury had not yet healed even with Su Chenzhao’s medicine.
Yan Le was so strong that he could lift a cauldron. Even Yuan Zheng felt a dull pain in his arm when fighting with him, not to mention that Cen Yelan also had an injury on his hand.
Yuan Zheng gasped. Seeing that his five fingers were still tightly holding the spear, he was both angry and distressed and said, “Let go.”
“Don’t you know it hurts?” Yuan Zheng frowned and scolded him, “Give me the spear.”
Cen Yelan blinked slowly, loosened his hand, and handed the Liuhuo spear that he always carried with him to Yuan Zheng. He looked at his hands covered in blood, and then he realized the pain belatedly.
Cen Yelan said, “En, it hurts.”
Yuan Zheng’s words were suddenly cut off, and he looked at Cen Yelan without saying anything for a long time, as if that word pain he uttered was not falling into his ears but stuck in his heart.
Yuan Zheng carefully wiped the blood off his palm, blew on it, and said, “It doesn’t hurt anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
Nahh man its the peak😭