Tuanshan is originally a place full of legends.

It was here that Guan Yu flooded his seven armies and captured them alive, leaving behind countless legends.

Although the place was extremely shabby at this time, there was still an ancestral temple to Guan Yu left, and I don’t know who built it.

Over the years, this temple has lost its roof, and only half of the four walls remain. However, the statue holding the sword is still basically intact, and the offering table is naturally gone, but there is still a stone incense burner.

Right now, Yelumin stood in front of the statue, lit three pillars of incense, bowed and inserted the incense into the incense burner, then took a step back, clasped his fists and bowed to the ground.

Back then, Guan Yu showed great prowess here, but now that he is here, he has to fail.

Xiangfan City cannot be conquered for a while.

But it doesn't matter, this time the attack is just a shot with some dates or no dates.

If it hits, it's an unexpected surprise. If it doesn't hit, it's not disappointing.

After all, isn't the main purpose of coming here to hope that His Majesty the Emperor of Daliao can breathe his last breath with peace of mind?

Now that the emperor has died, that's pretty much it.

In the battle of Xiangfan, most of the casualties were Cui Ang's trusted subordinates, and his own Shan army was only a small loss, which was nothing.

But the harvest is huge.

Qu Zhen has already boarded his chariot, and his series of performances here must have reached Cui Ang's ears by now. These two were once close allies, both internally and externally, and a rift is bound to arise.

With Cui Ang's personality, he would be suspicious even if Qu Zhen was still loyal to him, not to mention that now Qu Zhen has firmly betrayed him.

Some people in Daliao are counting on Cui Ang to isolate them in Nanyang, but without Quzhen, can Cui Ang do it?

Now he is probably shivering in Tokyo!

When you go back, just deal with this guy!

Yelumin smiled coldly.

The wronged souls of countless soldiers of Guangxin Army and Xin'an Army are in the underworld, hoping that Cui Ang will go down to meet them soon, right?

The ground shook slightly, and a large number of cavalry were galloping towards here from a distance.

Sun Pu came galloping from a little distance with his bodyguards.

"Commander!" Sun Pu handed the reins of the horse to Yelumin.

Yelumin got on his horse and looked up into the distance. More than a hundred riders were rapidly approaching here.

"Commander, I didn't expect Wang Zhu to actually come!" Sun Pu was a little happy: "Wang Zhu is a general under Xiao Erlang. Now that the commander can capture him today, it will be a defeat for them."

Yelumin glanced at Sun Pu indifferently and said: "What happened today is just a personal matter between me, Qin, and his king, and has nothing to do with state affairs. I am not a great commander, and he is not a commander of the Heavenly Wolf Army.

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Seeing Yelumin's cold eyes and indifferent tone, Sun Pu couldn't help but shudder. Over the years, he had grown up under Yelumin's power. He was quite clear about Yelumin's temper, especially

In recent years, when Yelumin called himself Qin, it was a prelude to becoming extremely angry and planning to kill someone.

Since he was a close confidant of the Queen, Yelumin would certainly not kill him, but he could only endure the whippings he received.

If there was a conflict between my brother Sun Chun and Yelu Min, the empress might be able to mediate the situation, but what if it was me? I'm afraid the empress would give me an extra whip.

"Get back!" Before Sun Pu could say anything to save him, Yelumin was already riding his horse forward slowly.

Sun Pu hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and waved, slowly retreating to the rear with more than a hundred personal guards.

However, he still looked at the other party with extreme vigilance. If Wang Zhu didn't follow the rules and led these people to attack him, then he wouldn't be blamed.

Sun Pu was quite confident in Yelumin's force.

Even if more than a hundred people like Wang Zhu swarmed up, they would not be able to stop Yelumin in a matter of seconds. On his side, he could just take a breath and go to respond.

Looking back, the guards under his command looked at Yelumin with expressions of admiration.

The military worships bravery, and people like Yelumin are highly respected in the military.

Now among the entire Daliao army, the only one who can still compete with Yelumin is Wanyan Bage.

But Wanyan Bago is already on the decline.

He must be in his early forties after all, and no one in Wanyan Bage's clan has lived past the age of forty-five.

Therefore, Yelumin can be regarded as the most powerful general in Daliao today.

Escorting Wang Zhu were more than a hundred cavalrymen led by Fan Yifei. Fan Yifei was opposed to Wang Zhu coming to meet Yelumin because before setting off, Xiao Cheng had specifically warned them not to challenge Yelumin to a duel.

Xiao Cheng once said that in this world, perhaps his eldest brother is the only one who can defeat Yelumin in a single fight.

Others, not even Han Qian, can do it.

Han Hao's strength is not bad, but his fighting skills and experience are far behind Yelumin.

Maybe Han Hao could have the upper hand and defeat his opponent after another three to five years of training on the battlefield and seeing various different types of enemies before confronting Yelu Minfang.

Right now, the two of them are certainly no match for Yelumin.

But Fan Yifei couldn't stop Wang Zhu.

At this moment, when he saw Yelumin standing alone in front of the dilapidated temple, facing the group of galloping cavalry without even moving an inch, Fan Yifei was not only heartbroken, even if they were enemies.

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Fan Yifei reined in his horse, and more than a hundred riders behind him also slowed down and stopped, leaving only Wang Zhu who was still riding forward.

Yelumin’s meaning is obvious,

Even if Fan Yifei doesn't trust Wang Zhu, he can't lose Wang Zhu's momentum at this moment.

The two riders were more than ten feet apart, standing opposite each other.

Nearly eight years later, the two people who had fought side by side met again, but this time, they were no longer comrades, but enemies.

"Why?" Wang Zhu raised his sword and pointed the halberd at Yelumin. "My father followed General Qin and became disabled. My elder brother followed you and died in the battle. I followed you and narrowly escaped death. On the border of Hebei and in the city of Tokyo, I will die for you.

My brothers, there are not even one thousand but eight hundred, are they dead just to make you betray your ancestors and become a bullshit Yelumin?"

Yelumin looked at the excited Wang Zhu quietly. When he finally calmed down, he said slowly: "Zhu Zhu, have you ever experienced despair?"

Wang Zhu said coldly: "I have never known what despair is. As long as I have a breath, my hope will last forever, and I will fight to the end. If I die, naturally there will be no such thing as despair."

"You are better than me!" Yelumin nodded and said, "I have experienced despair. When I fought to the death in Baigouyi and fought with Wanyan Bage, both of us were injured, but when I came back with a lucky life, what I saw was

My father's head was hanging high above the city wall, but what they saw was that my whole family was being taken to the execution ground, and along the way, those ignorant men and women were throwing rotten leaves and rotten eggs."

Yelumin closed his eyes, seeming to recall the scene that made him burn inside and out.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like a knife, gouging Wang Zhu's body here and there, but his tone became urgent: "In the capital, I saw King Jing setting fire to burn himself, but when I was helpless, on the way to escape, I saw

When brothers one after another fell to the crossbows of spies from the Imperial City Division and the Forbidden Army in order to protect me, and when I fell to the ground with serious injuries, I lost all hope!"

"So, Zhuzi, Qin Min is dead."

"If you don't have the experience I have, you naturally won't understand my feelings."

"Zhuzhu, don't encourage others to do good unless they have suffered!"

Wang Zhu stared at the other party, slowly stretched out his hand, took off the long knife from the saddle bridge, and took off his sword clothing inch by inch.

A three-foot blade, a two-foot handle, held tightly in both hands.

"I'm not trying to persuade you, I just want to clean up the house for Old General Qin so that my brother and the brothers who died for you can rest in peace."

Yelumin laughed and reached out to hold the spear in his hand.

"In the Guangxin Army, the Qin family's spear has always been the best, and the Wang family's sword can only be ranked second! Zhuzhu, your brother has always been very unconvinced, but his sword skills were not yet perfect at that time. Every time he fought with me,

You all lose, you are now in your prime, but you ask me to weigh you, how do you compare to your brother?"

"Shut up!" Wang Zhu shouted angrily: "You don't deserve to mention the Guangxin Army, you bastard, look at the knife!"

The legs were clamped together, and the war horse neighed loudly. It suddenly jumped forward, the horse neighed, the sword rose and fell, and the cold light was like a horse training, cutting off the sky.

In the distance, Sun Pu felt his eyes blurred, and all he could see was the sword reflecting the sunlight.

For a moment, I was completely lost.

Only then did he realize that on the battlefield that day, when the opponent faced him, he did not use all his strength at all, because there were many elite knights around him at that time, and he had to distract himself from dealing with those people.

At this moment, even though he was not the person involved, he truly felt the majestic power of this sword.

After more than a hundred steps, Sun Pu still felt that all the hairs on his body stood up at this moment.

"Well done!"

The sound of Yelumin's violent shouting was heard in his ears, followed by the sound of tinkling.

The swords and guns were exchanged countless times in one moment. The two horses were spinning in circles, and the swords and guns in the hands of the two men on the horses turned into phantoms in everyone's eyes.

Not only Sun Pu, but also Fan Yifei had cold sweat on his hands.

Fan Yifei is not good at weapons. As a scout, he is better at bows and arrows.

At this time, he was holding a bow with his left hand and holding three arrows with the five fingers of his right hand. If Wang Zhu was really in danger, he would not hesitate to send arrows to help.

But at this moment, he couldn't see who had the upper hand between the two.
To be continued...