The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 901 The Battle of Two Kings [Subscribe*Monthly Ticket Request]

"Your Majesty, you can't do that. He killed General Meng Fang!" Bai Feng hurriedly spoke up to stop him.

The Red Flame Cavalry are now very excited. If Maodun is released, it will chill the entire Red Flame Cavalry.

"Hmm?" Yan Yan frowned and looked at Bai Feng, "Why don't you report it?"

Bai Feng trembled. Sure enough, what was supposed to come finally came.

"General Meng Fang just died in battle, and the obituary is still on the way and has not yet reached the royal city!" Bai Feng was not afraid. Before doing this, he had found a retreat and an excuse for himself.

In fact, even if he sent a secret letter back to the royal city as soon as possible, he is still on the way.

Who could have thought that the Red Flame Cavalry would move so quickly, and no one could have thought that Fusu would dare to attack Maodun's camp with only two columns.

No one had expected that the sacrificed soldiers of the Huqi Battalion and Meng Fang had crippled Maodun's main force to such an extent.

So, in fact, it has only been one day since Meng Fang was killed and all the members of the Huqi Battalion were wiped out.

Yan Yan frowned and looked at Maodun, with a hint of regret and apology in his eyes.

"Since you have killed a general of Bingzhou, I will not allow you to live!"

Maodun smiled with relief. He had known this outcome since he killed Meng Fang.

No matter how hostile two countries are, generally speaking, the victorious side will not kill the enemy's senior generals, but will focus on capturing them. After all, a living enemy senior general can bring more benefits.

This is also why there are very few historical records of high-ranking generals dying in battle. Every death of a high-ranking general is recorded in great detail in history books. Most of the deaths of high-ranking generals were due to their own suicide because they were too ashamed to see their parents again after being defeated, leaving behind a dignified appearance.

However, Maodun did not regret killing Meng Fang, as that was what Meng Fang asked for. The only thing he regretted was not taking away the Bingzhou royal flag, otherwise he would have been considered the first person to seize the Bingzhou royal flag.

"Even if you come in person, I will not necessarily surrender, let alone you are just the incarnation of sword energy!" Maodun also has his own confidence.

Over the years, he was forced into the snowy forest, living with the wind and snow.

But because of this, he no longer needed to be distracted by other trivial matters, but instead made great progress in martial arts.

Therefore, Maodun was confident that even if Yan Yan himself came, he would be able to defeat him with a few moves.

Now it is just a clone of sword energy, or even just a sword intent, it is even more impossible for him to admit defeat.

Yan Yan nodded in approval, Bai Feng was not considered weak, there were only a few sword masters in the world who could hurt him with one move, but Maodun did it. This showed that hardships were the best way to train a person.

"Wind~" Bai Feng shouted.

The battle had already been completed, and the Red Flame Cavalry soldiers immediately formed a circle, leaving enough space for the two to form a battlefield.

The Red Flame Knights looked at Yan Yan with blazing eyes. Although they were the Red Flame Cavalry, one of the most elite cavalrymen in Bingzhou, it was difficult for them to see Yan Yan, let alone watch him take action at such a close distance.

Yan Yan waved her hand, and the Qinggang sword made by the Mohist school specifically for Fusu flew directly into Yan Yan's hand.

"What a pity it's just a sword energy!" Yan Yan casually made a sword flower.

He knew a lot of martial arts, and if his original body was still there, he wouldn't mind going back to the time when he first met Maodun and fighting him in close combat. It was a pity that he was only a sword energy now, and many martial arts could not be used.

Seeing that Yan Yan was ready, Maodun also lowered his body, drew out the golden sword from his waist, and placed it on his left arm in a defensive posture.

"Dang~" The Qinggang sword was taken out, and Yan Yan's figure instantly appeared in front of Maodun, and he stabbed straight at him with a sword. Maodun also decisively slashed with his golden sword to block the straight sword, but the two men were not slow at all. Yan Yan's sword did not change, but his wrist flew, and the long sword that was originally blocked stabbed again, and Maodun also blocked it again.

But Yan Yan did not stop, and his sword continued to stab straight at Maodun's face, and Maodun had to retreat again and again.

Yan Yan is not Fusu, and is not inferior to him in strength and internal power, so his attempt to overwhelm Yan Yan by force is completely ineffective. However, in terms of swordsmanship, he is not as good as Yan Yan.

Therefore, after only the first fight, Maodun retreated several steps, and his originally stable lower body became erratic.

"It looks so easy!" The other centurions of the 9th Column looked at the fight between the two in surprise. They thought that the fight between the two kings would be grand, magnificent, and exquisite, so fast that they couldn't even keep up with their eyes.

But I didn't expect that one of them just stabbed straight ahead, and the other just chopped and blocked, just like beginners.

"Turning simplicity into complexity!" Bai Feng and Fusu saw the danger in it.

If one of the two people reacts half a beat slower, they will end up dead. The simpler it is, the more dangerous it is.

"Pfft~"

"Oh!"

The sound of a long sword piercing into the body and the sound of a giant palm slamming into the body came at the same time.

Maodun knew that he could not retreat any further, otherwise his feet would become weak and he would not be able to gather strength to counterattack. Therefore, he deliberately turned sideways to block Yan Yan's straight thrust with his left shoulder. At the same time, he discarded the sword in his right hand and turned it into a palm, and slammed towards the sword incarnation of Yan Yan.

He knew clearly that this was just the incarnation of Yan Yan's sword energy, which was composed of righteous energy and did not have any physical body. Although the golden knife was sharp, it could not defeat the righteous energy. Instead, it would be better to use the power of his palm to defeat this incarnation of sword energy.

"Swish~" The long sword in Yan Yan's hand flipped and flew, and one of his arms was thrown away with it. Then, before the sword energy incarnation dissipated, he rushed forward again, and pointed the sword at Maodun's eyebrows.

A wolf-shaped shadow appeared on Maodun's forehead and blocked Yan Yan's endless sword intent. As long as he could block it before Yan Yan's sword energy incarnation dissipated, he would survive.

A tiny sword mark appeared between Maodun's eyebrows, and blood flowed out.

Yan Yan's figure gradually dissipated with the wind and completely disappeared on the grassland.

"It's still a little short!" In front of the School Administration Hall in the Bingzhou Palace, Yan Yan sighed as he looked at the long river of noble energy that was gradually disappearing in the sky.

It was just a wisp of sword energy, which could not carry too much of his power, and Maodun also knew very well how to deal with this kind of sword energy incarnation, so he used his own internal force to forcibly shatter his incarnation.

However, even if the incarnation disappeared, Maodun would probably die.

The sword struck at the forehead with great righteousness is not so easy to deal with.

The great and powerful righteous energy also rushed into Maodun's body along with the sword. In a short period of time, it would be difficult for Maodun to mobilize too much internal energy, and his realm would drop accordingly. As long as Fusu and Bai Feng were not stupid and took action before Maodun dissipated the righteous energy in his body, then Maodun would be powerless to save the situation.

On the grassland, Maodun continued to suppress himself and expel the majestic righteous energy in his body, but his eyes were always fixed on Fusu and Bai Feng, intimidating them.

(End of this chapter)