Chapter 1185

Watching Gu Yi, who was about to charge over, Yan Liang grew anxious and hurriedly sought out nearby soldiers to protect him.

Yet Gu Yi, riding his warhorse, charged recklessly, showing no fear at all as he plunged into the battlefield. Seeing Gu Yi charging toward him on horseback, a surge of uncontrollable fear suddenly rose in Yan Liang's heart. He hurriedly turned to flee, only to find Gu Yi in hot pursuit, the sound of the warhorse's hooves ringing in his ears like thunder.

Gu Yi's eyes flashed with firm determination; he gripped his long spear tightly, his face revealing fearlessness and ferocity. He skillfully controlled his warhorse, galloping across the battlefield in pursuit of Yan Liang.

The warhorse's speed increased, and Gu Yi seemed to transform into a gust of wind, nearly closing the distance with Yan Liang. His cold gaze locked onto Yan Liang's back, and he intensified his pursuit without mercy.

The neighing of the warhorse echoed across the battlefield, and Gu Yi's heartbeat seemed to merge with it. His target was right before his eyes; he was determined not to let Yan Liang escape, nor to let him bring any more harm to his companions.

Gu Yi gritted his teeth, the sound of the warhorse's hooves growing closer, and he prepared to launch a fatal blow. Every nerve in his body was filled with power, and his gaze revealed incomparable determination and courage.

Just then, he suddenly felt a violent tremor; the warhorse stumbled, and Gu Yi nearly lost his balance. He looked up and realized that Yan Liang had deliberately sabotaged the ground during his flight, causing Gu Yi to fall into a perilous situation.

Gu Yi steadied himself, gripped his long spear tightly, and let out a cold laugh before pursuing him once more. His determination remained unshaken; even if Yan Liang set more traps, it would not stop his pursuit.

Gu Yi rode his warhorse, charging forward, chasing Yan Liang's back and closing in on him step by step.

"Yan Liang, stop running; you won't get away." Gu Yi gripped his long spear tightly, his gaze fixed firmly on Yan Liang's back, and he shouted sternly: "I have already given you a chance to surrender; why must you continue to resist? I have been patient for a long time, and today, I must slay you here!"

Hearing this, a mocking curve appeared at the corner of Yan Liang's mouth. He stopped and looked back at Gu Yi, his eyes flashing with disdain: "Hmph, if you want to slay me, then get past me first!"

Having said this, a powerful aura erupted from Yan Liang's body, and he turned abruptly and lunged toward Gu Yi with extreme speed.

Gu Yi looked at the oncoming Yan Liang, sneered, raised the long spear in his hand, and thrust it fiercely toward Yan Liang.

Seeing this, Yan Liang did not dare to be negligent; he hurriedly brandished the long sword in his hand and thrust it toward Gu Yi. The two weapons clashed, emitting the sound of metal colliding.

Yan Liang's weapon was a long sword, sharper than the long spear in Gu Yi's hand, and Yan Liang's attack was extremely swift. Gu Yi's long spear was easily parried by his blade, leaving him only able to defend, unable to counterattack.

Gu Yi knew that his current strength was far inferior to Yan Liang's, but he would absolutely not retreat.

He gripped his long spear and thrust it toward Yan Liang.

Yan Liang was not idle either; he hurriedly brandished his long sword, blocking Gu Yi's long spear, and pushed hard against it, making the direction of Gu Yi's retreat even more dangerous.

Gu Yi knew he had to pull his long spear out as quickly as possible, otherwise, a fatal blow awaited him. Gu Yi took a deep breath, pulled with all his might, and wrenched the long spear from Yan Liang's hand.

Yan Liang's face turned deathly pale in an instant, his pupils contracted sharply, and his expression became hideous to the extreme.

Gu Yi pressed his advantage, lunged toward Yan Liang, and the long spear in his hand pierced directly through Yan Liang's chest.

Yan Liang clutched his chest, a look of pain appearing on his face, and he slowly collapsed into a pool of blood.

He stared with wide eyes at Gu Yi, who stood not far away. He could not understand why Gu Yi had become so powerful, that he could defeat him and even kill him in such a short amount of time.

Gu Yi looked coldly at Yan Liang lying on the ground, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, I already gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Did you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

Having said this, Gu Yi carried his long spear and walked toward Yan Liang; his footsteps were very heavy, and every step caused the air to tremble subtly.

Gu Yi arrived before Yan Liang and looked down at him, his eyes filled with anger and hatred. He gripped his long spear tightly, his palms turning pale from the force.

"Why kill me? Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?" Yan Liang said with difficulty, his eyes filled with unwillingness: "Why kill me?"

"I told you long ago to surrender and stop making futile struggles," Gu Yi said coldly. "But you wouldn't listen to reason and chose to remain obstinate. Who else is there to blame?"

Gu Yi's tone revealed a chilling coldness, and his gaze was filled with icy sharpness.

Yan Liang kept his lips tightly shut, fresh red blood spilling from his mouth, his eyes flashing with unwillingness and resentment.

Gu Yi ignored Yan Liang, walked straight to his side, picked up the long sword in Yan Liang's hand, cut through his clothes, and stripped away all of Yan Liang's armor.

Seeing that the armor had been stripped away, Gu Yi sneered, looked at the long spear in his hand, and a cruel smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

Gu Yi let out two cold laughs, then raised the long spear in his hand and thrust it fiercely into Yan Liang's head.

Gu Yi's force was great, his arms were trembling slightly, and his eyes flashed with excitement, as if he had already seen the scene of Yan Liang being pinned to the ground by him.

Yan Liang's face was filled with fear and panic; he suddenly realized that he had fallen into Gu Yi's unshakable grasp. The soldiers behind him also felt Yan Liang's fear, their confidence began to waver, and they showed signs of retreating one after another.

Yan Liang hurriedly brandished his long sword, signaling his subordinates to retreat. He understood that continuing to fight Gu Yi would only bring greater casualties; this was an enemy they could no longer contend with.

Yan Liang's order reached the ears of his subordinates, and the soldiers retreated one after another, quickly withdrawing from the battlefield. Gu Yi did not pursue them further; he watched Yan Liang and his troops depart with cold eyes, a trace of a disdainful smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

Gu Yi led his soldiers back to their camp. The soldiers' faces bore expressions of exhaustion and disappointment; they were not as full of fighting spirit and confidence as before. Gu Yi observed them silently, his heart filled with helplessness and contemplation.

After returning to the camp, Gu Yi did not immediately order them to regroup. ===== CHAPTER 1186 =====