Chapter 87: Piercing the poplar at a hundred paces, killing with one blow

"Yuwen Hu was able to send Chen Yan out to quell the rebellion, how could he be an ordinary person?"

"Not being famous doesn't mean he's a mediocre person..."

Ji Su Du looked at the stunned Bai Guwu, smiled bitterly, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

Who is Yuwen Hu?

The Yuwen clan leader chosen by Great Zhou Taizu before his death, and the Great Chancellor who holds the military and political power of a country, could he make such a low-level mistake?

The previous battle was definitely not an accident or luck!

"The number of people on the mountain is at least four thousand..."

"Where did Chen Yan get so many troops?!"

Liu Feng looked up, swept across the dense soldiers above the valley, and after a rough calculation, was surprised.

Both besieging Shanggui and setting an ambush in Eagle Hawk Valley required a lot of troops.

And in the previous battle, Niu Shounian and the others won first and then lost, and the Qinzhou soldiers also suffered heavy losses...

How could he suddenly have so many troops while besieging the city???

"Could he have the technique of turning beans into soldiers?"

Bai Guwu had doubts, and after some speculation, suddenly realized something, "Wait!"

"Could Chen Yan have incorporated the surrendered soldiers defeated by Niu Shounian and the others?!"

His eyes were full of shock.

This was the only reasonable speculation for the current situation!

Otherwise, there was no way to explain where the four thousand troops ambushing above Eagle Hawk Valley came from...

"Very likely!"

Liu Feng suddenly realized, furious, and cursed: "Those damn traitors!"

"Don't let me live to get out, otherwise I'll chop these unfaithful and unrighteous things to death one by one!"

Liu Feng hated them so much in his heart!

He cursed countless times, those who rebelled, it was fine if they had no backbone, but they also helped the tyrant and helped the enemy set an ambush!

"Stop saying these useless things!"

Bai Guwu interrupted Liu Feng and shouted sternly: "Think about how to break out!"

Although Bai Guwu still maintained his sanity, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness...

What they were facing now was a true desperate situation with no way out.

Above Eagle Hawk Valley.

Chen Yan lowered his eyes, looked at the chaotic and heavily wounded rebel army below, his heart was surging, and he suddenly chanted: "Beacon fires illuminate the West Capital, the heart is not calm."

"The tooth banner leaves the Phoenix Palace, the iron cavalry circles the Dragon City."

"Snow darkens the painted flags, wind mixes with the sound of drums."

"Better to be a centurion than a scholar!"

"Hahahaha!"

When he was on the scene, Chen Yan felt it.

He finally understood the state of mind of those poets...

This general who commands thousands of troops is truly a thousand times better than a scholar who dances with ink!

"Good poem!"

"Good poem!"

You Xian and the others around were stunned and echoed in unison.

They were martial men, without much ink in their bellies, but they could also distinguish between fine bran and coarse grain.

"I heard long ago that Lord Chen Yan had the name of Poetry Immortal, with great talent, seeing it today, it is truly well-deserved!" Duan Hu, a general of the newly reorganized Qinzhou army, had also read a few years of private school, and after reciting it several times, sighed.

Previously, he was skeptical about the name of Poetry Immortal, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he was truly convinced.

Words come out as chapters, well-deserved!

This is another masterpiece passed down through the ages, picked up by Brother... Yuwen Ze looked at Chen Yan with admiration, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled in his heart.

His brother could always refresh his understanding in various ways.

"Just a false name..."

"Not worth mentioning!"

Chen Yan waved his hand and said.

"My Lord, you are too humble!"

You Xian saw this, phrased it, and flattered: "With such talent and god-like use of troops, there are not many people in the world who can find them..."

"Right!"

Duan Hu, who was a refined person polished from the bottom, took over You Xian's words and echoed: "There is no shortage of poets in this world, nor is there a shortage of those who are good at using troops, but those who have both are rare in the world!"

This is flattery, but also the truth.

Since ancient times, there have been scholars who are good at writing poetry, and martial generals who are good at marching and fighting.

But those who have both are rare in the world...

Tracing back to the previous one, it was Prime Minister Cao who left poems in the East Jieshi.

Chen Yan was so flattered that the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

He finally understood why those in high positions liked flatterers...

It is indeed hard to resist!

"Since we are idle, is anyone interested in having an archery competition?" Chen Yan looked at the chaos below Eagle Hawk Valley, and caught sight of the location of the Bai character military flag, suddenly felt a whim, and asked.

As he spoke, he reached out and took the long bow on Saluzi.

"Since the Lord has such elegant interest, this subordinate and others will naturally accompany you!" Everyone responded in unison.

No one could refuse the opportunity to perform in front of their immediate superior.

Below Eagle Hawk Valley.

"No!"

"We can't delay and hesitate anymore!"

Bai Guwu held his long spear, blocking the stray arrows, a flash of firmness flashed in his eyes, and he said sternly: "The only way now is to break the wrist to survive, and first charge out of this Eagle Hawk Valley, only then will there be a glimmer of life!"

The soldiers falling one after another made Bai Guwu clearly realize that dragging on was drinking poison to quench thirst, a dead end...

He had to be decisive, charge out of this place with his own martial arts, and save his life was the top priority.

As for the others, he couldn't manage them anymore...

Liu Feng heard this, hardened his heart, nodded, and agreed: "Indeed, this is the only way, we must give up what we must give up!"

"As long as you and I are still alive, we will always be able to pull up another team... Ugh!"

But before the word 'team' could be spoken, he only heard a "whoosh", an arrow breaking through the air...

It pierced straight through Liu Feng's throat.

Killed with one blow.

Liu Feng fell off his horse in a caught-off-guard manner, ending in an extremely aggrieved way.

"Liu Feng!"

What an accurate archery technique... Bai Guwu was caught off guard, shouted, and seeing his old friend of many years die before his eyes, he had to force himself to calm down and said to the left and right in a deep voice: "The ambush above, someone has targeted us, be careful to defend... Ah!"

Before the same warning could be finished, Bai Guwu was pierced through the top of his head by an arrow, carrying yellow and white matter.

Immediately after, more than a dozen arrows shot into Bai Guwu's vital parts.

He was shot into a hedgehog alive.

"General Bai!"

"General Liu is dead, General Bai is also dead!"

"What should we do now?"

"Are we going to die in this Eagle Hawk Valley too?"

Bai Guwu's miserable and painful death stung the rebel army who witnessed all this.

Panic, anxiety, uneasiness, fear...

Various negative emotions began to spread like a virus...

The morale of the army, which had already collapsed, became chaotic due to the successive deaths of the commanders!

"Damn it!"

"Just a little bit..."

"I was snatched the first merit by this kid!"

Yu Xingqing stomped his feet fiercely, cursing unwillingly.

He had already aimed at the thief general's heart, intending to kill him with one blow and win the favor of Lord Chen Yan...

As a result, he was snatched a step ahead by a young kid who shot through the thief general's skull.

"Piercing the poplar at a hundred paces, good archery!"

Chen Yan was also surprised, praised, turned to look at the young general, and asked: "What is your name?"

Looking at the attire, he should be one of the elite cavalry he brought from Chang'an.

"This subordinate is He Ba Le!"

He Ba Le put away his bow and arrow, gave Chen Yan a respectful military salute, and said loudly.

"You are surnamed Heba...?"

This compound surname instantly caught Chen Yan's attention, his eyebrows raised, "I wonder what your family is...?"

Gu Yuci stood out at the right time, patted He Ba Le on the shoulder, and introduced: "My Lord, Duke Heba is his uncle's grandfather..."

"He is also here to train while following the army to quell the rebellion!"

Chen Yan nodded, suddenly realized, and smiled: "So it's Duke Heba's nephew's grandson!"

"Inherited from the same lineage, no wonder he is so brave!"

This Duke Heba's seniority was higher than Great Zhou Taizu.

He once governed the military affairs of twenty states in Guanzhong, a true King of Guanzhong.

It was only because of a rebellion that he died, and Taizu took over his power with the support of the generals and the support of Great Pillar of State Yu Jie.

"My Lord, you flatter me!"

He Ba Le was extremely good at handling things, full of smiles, "It is this subordinate's honor to be able to fight by your side..."

Just then, You Xian keenly captured the sound from below, suddenly overjoyed, and reminded Chen Yan: "My Lord, listen to the sound coming from the valley!"

"The rebel army has surrendered!"

"The rebel army has surrendered!" ===== CHAPTER 88 =====

"The rebel army has surrendered!"