Emperor Zhaolie of the late Han Dynasty: Rising to power in Liaoxi

Chapter 16 My Sword Has Never Been Unsuccessful



Chapter 16 My Sword Has Never Been Unsuccessful

Gongsun Zan remained calm, gripping his gleaming silver spear, and charged towards the three without slowing down.

Just as the first Xianbei cavalryman's scimitar was about to strike him.

He suddenly turned to the side, dodging the blade, and with a swift flick of his spear, accurately pierced the chest of a Xianbei cavalryman.

The Xianbei cavalryman groaned and fell from his horse, dying instantly.

Immediately afterward, a second Xianbei cavalryman arrived, his scimitar sweeping across, aiming straight for Gongsun Zan's waist and abdomen.

Gongsun Zan flipped his wrist, parrying with his spear. With a crisp clang, sparks flew. He used the momentum to flip over, thrusting his spear out again, piercing the throat of the second Xianbei cavalryman.

The third Xianbei cavalryman, seeing this, turned pale with fright, but remained fearless, brandishing his scimitar and launching a sneak attack from the side.

Gongsun Zan's eyes turned cold. He swung his spear backhand, the tip of which accurately pierced Gongsun Zan's back. With a gentle flick, he knocked Gongsun Zan off his horse.

In a short time, all three Xianbei cavalrymen were felled to the ground by Gongsun Zan, none of them surviving!

"good!"

Even with Liu Bei's discerning eye, he had to admit that Gongsun Zan was indeed a brave and skilled warrior.

However, compared to the other white horse and silver spear in the dream, he is still slightly inferior!

Gongsun Zan was unaware of Liu Bei's thoughts. Without pausing, he knocked down three men and immediately charged into the Xianbei squad.

His gleaming silver spear moved like a dragon emerging from the sea, sweeping and thrusting, each strike precisely aimed at the vital points of the Xianbei soldiers.

Although the Xianbei cavalry were fierce and brave, they were no match for Gongsun Zan. One by one, they were knocked off their horses, screaming in agony, their blood staining the white snow beneath their feet.

Not to be outdone, Liu Bei followed closely behind, galloping on his horse, dropping his bow and arrows, drawing his double-edged sword from his waist, and charging into the enemy formation.

Although his martial arts skills were not as proficient as Gongsun Zan's, they were still quite disciplined.

As he wielded his twin swords, he parried the scimitars of the Xianbei soldiers, occasionally seizing an opportunity to thrust out with precision and ruthlessness.

Gradually, he began to find some of the feeling he had in his dreams of fighting alongside his second and third brothers on the battlefield.

A Xianbei soldier brandished a curved sword and slashed at Liu Bei's back.

Liu Bei dodged the blade with a swift movement, and with a backhand strike, stabbed the Xianbei soldier in the shoulder.

The Xianbei soldier screamed and turned to flee, but Liu Bei spurred his horse forward and thrust his two swords together, piercing the soldier's heart and knocking him to the ground.

"Brothers, let's fight our way out!"

Upon seeing this, the instructor inside the fort immediately shouted loudly from the top of the wall, brandished his long sword, and leaped down from the wall, charging towards the Xianbei squad.

The local militia and garrison soldiers inside the fortress were already in high spirits. They brandished their swords and spears and rushed out of the fortress gate to attack the Xianbei squad.

Although they lacked practical combat experience, they were all fearless at this moment. Taking advantage of their numbers, they surrounded the Xianbei cavalry and engaged in a fierce battle with them, brandishing their swords and spears.

The Xianbei squad originally numbered only about sixty men. Several of them were killed by Gongsun Zan, and several more were distracted and killed by Liu Bei. Now, facing the swarming local militia, they were immediately in trouble.

They fought desperately, but were ultimately outnumbered and overwhelmed by the repeated attacks from Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei, gradually falling into disarray.

Scarface realized the situation was bad and thought to himself that he was in trouble. He turned to run away, but Gongsun Zan saw through his plan at a glance.

Gongsun Zan spurred his horse and gave chase, hurling his spear with deadly force, which pierced the scarred man's back with pinpoint accuracy.

Scarface let out a muffled groan, fell off his horse, and died instantly.

The Xianbei soldiers, having lost their leader, were utterly routed. Some were killed, others knelt and surrendered; not a single one escaped.

The battle ended shortly afterward.

The snow-covered ground in front of Xiping Fort was littered with the corpses and bloodstains of Xianbei soldiers, turning the snow a dark red, and the air was filled with the stench of blood.

The local militia and garrison soldiers, armed with swords and spears, stood in the snow, panting heavily, their faces showing exhaustion, but even more so, the joy of victory.

A light, unlike anything seen before, shone in their eyes—the awakening of the indomitable spirit within the very bones of the Han people, a hatred and contempt for foreign races.

It is the beginning of a strong military!

Gongsun Zan dismounted, pulled the spear from the corpse, his expression still cold and stern, but the look in his eyes towards Liu Bei now held a touch of genuine admiration, and less of the usual aloofness and jealousy.

"Xuande, I didn't expect you to be so brave and valiant. I underestimated you before!"

Liu Bei sheathed his twin swords, wiped the snow and blood from his face, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Though the barbarian dogs are fierce and cruel."

"My sword has never been weak!"

After saying that, he felt a sense of satisfaction; Yuan Benchu ​​was indeed a man of some spirit.

If he were to say these words in front of the entire court of officials and ministers, directly confronting Dong Zhuo's sharp edge, one can only imagine how satisfying it would be.

Liu Bei clicked his tongue, "Never mind, this doesn't fit his character."

He was a man of benevolence and virtue, whose righteous heart was renowned throughout the world.

How can you be so arrogant!

"Brother Bogui, you flatter me!"

"If it weren't for Brother Bogui's bravery in leading the charge and intimidating the Xianbei people, I and the local militia alone might not have been able to repel the Hu cavalry so easily."

Upon hearing Liu Bei's praise, Gongsun Zan felt incredibly pleased, as if he were floating on clouds.

This is recognition from an old rival; it seems I should get closer to Xuande in the future.

Just then, a large group of local militiamen surged over.

Gongsun Zan straightened his chest, raised his chin slightly, and prepared to accept the admiration of the local militia before introducing himself.

however!

The instructor led the local militia around Gongsun Zan and bowed deeply to Liu Bei.

Everyone chimed in, their voices filled with gratitude: "Thank you so much, Liu Bingcao, for coming to our aid! You saved us from danger!"

"If it weren't for Liu Bingcao's timely arrival, Xiping Fort would surely have been ravaged today, and the people inside would not have escaped unscathed!"

"Yes! Yes! It's all thanks to Liu Bingcao!"

"I never imagined that Liu Bingcao would be so brave and valiant; he is truly a blessing to Liaoxi!"

......

Liu Bei quickly helped everyone up, not taking the matter to heart. His gaze fell on the Xianbei corpses on the snow, and he said solemnly, "Gentlemen, there's no need for such formalities!"

"This is just a small Xianbei squad. Since the Xianbei have invaded, they must have scattered and looted various counties and forts in western Liaoning. Xiping Fort is just one of them."

"We cannot let our guard down. I must return to Yangle City and have Lord Hou make preparations to prevent the Xianbei army from raiding us again."

"You must immediately strengthen your defenses, be extremely careful, and absolutely do not go out!"

Everyone readily agreed!

Behind him, Gongsun Zan remained frozen in place, his face turning from red to white, from white to green, and then from green to indifferent.

He was filled with resentment: "You big-eared scoundrel, how dare you steal my thunder! I swear I will never let you get away with this!"

Hmph, a bunch of unruly people, they don't recognize a true hero, they're blind!

Gongsun Zan was furious. He mounted his horse, pulled on the reins, and the white horse neighed and reared up, attracting everyone's attention.

When Gongsun Zan saw everyone turn around, his face was arrogant. He didn't say a word, spurred his horse, and galloped away!


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