Chapter 1110: Yan Liang

"General, this direction is the direction we were just in, and there are our soldiers in the grass ahead, but the enemy has not discovered us."

"It seems they have not realized we have entered the trap, so let's seize the time and break through before they can realize it."

"General is wise!"

Gu Yi led his soldiers to advance forward, and soon they arrived near the ambush point.

"You wait here, I will go see what reaction the enemy has," Gu Yi ordered.

"General, be careful," the other soldiers said hurriedly.

Gu Yi led a team of one thousand men to quietly enter the grass and arrived at the enemy's ambush point.

"Haha, this bunch of dog-begotten bastards of Yuan Shao have finally walked into the trap," a cold sneer appeared on the corner of Gu Yi's mouth.

"General, what do we do now?"

"You go prepare bows, arrows, and the iron cavalry; this time, I want to beat them until they are in a complete mess!" Gu Yi said ruthlessly.

His tactics on the battlefield no longer existed.

"Understood!" The soldiers took the order and left.

"General, the enemy has started attacking."

"Very good, let me teach this dog-thief Yuan Shao a lesson!" Cold light shot from Gu Yi's eyes.

He led his soldiers to charge toward the enemy army.

Seeing Gu Yi take the initiative to attack, Yuan Shao's soldiers were also stunned, and then they made a reaction.

"Kill!"

Yuan Shao roared, and the cavalry beside him raised their long spears and charged toward Gu Yi's direction.

The distance between the two cavalry units grew closer and closer, and Yuan Shao also saw Gu Yi's figure.

"Hahahaha!" Yuan Shao laughed wildly: "Gu Yi, today I am going to kill you!"

"Hmph, Yuan Shao, this is what you brought upon yourself!" Gu Yi snorted disdainfully: "Today, I will let you witness my prowess!"

The two cavalry units clashed on the open flat ground; they slaughtered each other, and it was a scene of blood and carnage.

Although the cavalry Yuan Shao brought was not bad, Gu Yi was not bad either.

The horses of the two cavalry units collided, both horses fell to the ground at the same time, and Gu Yi occupied an absolute advantage.

"Kill!" Gu Yi shouted.

He slashed his opponent down with one blade, kicked another opponent away, and then drew the precious sword from his waist and stabbed toward the other side.

A crisp sound came, and Gu Yi felt a huge force coming.

His body immediately toppled to the side.

Gu Yi hurriedly stabilized his figure, and his precious sword also slipped from his hand.

This precious sword was one he had bought from a wandering knight.

This sword was incomparably sharp, cutting iron like mud, but at this moment it had actually broken into several pieces, which showed how tyrannical that strike from the opponent was.

"What a powerful weapon; it is worthy of Yuan Shao, to actually have such martial strength."

Gu Yi raised his head to look opposite; standing opposite was a general clad in armor.

It was Yan Liang.

Yan Liang's strength exceeded Gu Yi's expectations; Gu Yi had underestimated Yuan Shao.

"You are Gu Yi?" Yan Liang stared at Gu Yi, murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

His eyes were very venomous; as soon as Gu Yi appeared, he was recognized.

"Not bad, I am Gu Yi, and who are you?" Gu Yi asked.

"I am Yan Liang, a fierce general under Yuan Benchu," Yan Liang said indifferently: "My lord once had an old grudge with General Gu Yi, so he specifically invited me to come out of the mountains to clean up the house and slay Gu Yi."

Hearing Yan Liang's words, Gu Yi fell silent.

Yuan Shao inviting Yan Liang to come out of the mountains was enough to prove the importance he placed on him.

He had to admit that Yuan Shao had the qualifications to value him.

After all, Yuan Shao's strength was there; that he could invite Yan Liang was enough to show Yuan Shao's wariness of him.

"Since you know we have a grudge, you still dare to appear here; aren't you afraid I will kill you?" Gu Yi asked.

Yan Liang snorted coldly and said: "General Gu Yi, you and I are both old generals on the battlefield; you should know that war is not just a matter of fighting to the death, but more of a contest of strategy."

"You and I both know that neither of us is simple; if we clash head-on, your chances of winning are not high, because the Yuan army has many soldiers, while you have a mere five hundred men. Therefore, we must win with wisdom."

Yan Liang pointed at the surrounding soldiers and said proudly: "These soldiers are all elites; you cannot stop them at all. If you surrender, you can save your life; if you are stubborn, you will surely die!"

"Hahahaha..." Gu Yi laughed wildly toward the sky, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Liang frowned and asked.

"I am laughing at you for being too stupid. I know very well how many people you Yuan army have; these soldiers are at most three thousand, while I have five hundred men here, and the soldiers under my command are all elites," Gu Yi said: "If you want to eliminate us by relying on a numerical advantage, then you are wrong, because our number is far greater than yours."

"Heh..." Yan Liang sneered and said: "Gu Yi, stop talking big; do you think these five hundred soldiers of yours can resist my three thousand elites here?"

Gu Yi's face became cold, and he said coldly: "Yuan Shao, you underestimate me too much!"

"Oh? Could it be that you still have a trump card?" Yan Liang sneered.

"That's right, today I will use facts to tell you what is called a mantis trying to stop a chariot!" Gu Yi shouted: "Where is Zhao Zilong! Come out for me!"

"This general is here!"

Immediately, a burst of battle cries rang out, and Zhao Zilong led the cavalry and charged out.

The number of his cavalry was not large, only about seven hundred men.

However, these seven hundred men gave Yan Liang a great shock, and fear arose in his heart.

Because the attire of these seven hundred cavalrymen was completely different from ordinary cavalry; they wore heavy armor, held steel shields, and the warhorses they rode were snow-white all over with smooth fur, clearly well-trained cavalry.

Coupled with Zhao Zilong, fear arose in the hearts of Yan Liang's cavalry.

They were Yuan Shao's personal guards, and they had experienced several major battles in normal times.

But they had truly never encountered a battle with a lineup like the one before them.

"Why don't you surrender your weapons quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhao Zilong stood on his horse, holding his long spear, and shouted majestically.

Those Yuan army soldiers all showed looks of hesitation.

"Our defeat is set; continuing will only be a waste of effort, so we might as well surrender," a martial general suggested.

"No, we are fierce soldiers under Yuan Shao; how can we lose our dignity and surrender to the enemy?" Another martial general shook his head and said: "Yuan Benchu is a person we admire; we would rather die on the battlefield than surrender. Even if we are defeated, we must die upright on the battlefield, die under the enemy's blade, and not kneel on the ground begging for mercy. Brothers, follow the lord, kill!"

This martial general shouted, and the soldiers beside him echoed in unison; they waved their weapons and charged toward Zhao Zilong and the others.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

They roared, murderous and fierce, as if they wanted to tear Zhao Zilong and the others to pieces. ===== CHAPTER 1111 =====