Some people believe the more troops the better, while others can lead 10,000 but not 100,000. The more men they have, the easier it is to mess things up.

But in the eyes of those who believe that the more troops you have, the more ways you can play. And with so many ways to play, no matter how skilled you are, someone can always find a way to counter you.

Wang Yuluan has now divided his forces into two groups, each with about a thousand cavalry, to patrol the perimeter, while using the three thousand cavalry he keeps by his side as infantry.

If Yue Jiti were to launch an attack on Wang Yuluan, the two outer cavalry units might charge from the flanks or rear. However, if Yue Jiti were to attack the outer cavalry, the three thousand cavalry in front of Wang Yuluan could quickly revert to their cavalry status, encircling Yue Jiti like dumplings.

In this way, He Zhi and Yue Jiti had to keep a close eye on the two cavalry units hovering on the outer perimeter, and the initiative on the battlefield was once again in Wang Yuluan's hands.

"You've got some skills, kid, but your Uncle Yue isn't bad either!"

Yue Jiti gestured and shouted, "Crane Wings!!"

At his command, the two thousand cavalrymen immediately spread outwards, like a crane spreading its wings.

The cavalrymen at the wing positions were already very close to the cavalrymen that Wang Yuluan had arranged on the perimeter. Then, they actually unloaded their bows and arrows from their backs and took the initiative to fire at Wang Yuluan's cavalry!

"Excellent!" He Zhi exclaimed, then said, "General Yue, I can also lend you a hand!"

He Zhi ordered, "Mount up! Take the bow!!"

These three hundred Dragon Spear Guards all had warhorses, but they dismounted to counter Wang Yuluan's cavalry charge. Some of their horses had been lost in the battle, but most were still alive. After mounting their horses, the Dragon Spear Guards quickly took their bows and moved to Crane Wing's position, beginning to fire arrows at the two flanking cavalry units.

Seeing the accuracy of the archery, Yue Jiti exclaimed in surprise, "When did the Dragon Spear Guards become so good at archery?"

He Zhi said, "Don't forget that the first female instructor of the Great Jing Dynasty was in our family!"

"Oh my, it really is!" Yue Jiti slapped his forehead and laughed heartily, "Amazing, amazing! Every single one of them is a master of the martial arts world, proficient in all weapons. What else is there to say? Let's beat them to a pulp!"

Wang Yuluan's face finally darkened, and he shouted in a low voice, "Attack!"

Without the three hundred soldiers accompanying them, the Zhao family, along with their maids and servants, numbered only a little over one hundred people. The number of servants in their household was even less than that of some third-rank officials in Changsui.

As dawn broke, the distant roads were shrouded in fog, and visibility was extremely low.

Zhao Hu escorted Zhao Cheng at the front, vaguely seeing two black objects. These objects gradually emerged from the mist and turned out to be two black lacquered coffins.

Zhao Cheng raised his hand, signaling the team to stop.

Two coffins stood side by side in front of them, blocking the way; they couldn't pass unless they were moved.

A man sat on one of the corners of one of the coffins. He was dressed in tattered cloth and was intently assembling his spear. He was currently working on attaching the spearhead.

Zhao Cheng said, "Wen Pojun, you really are a persistent ghost."

Wen Pojun, with his gun mounted, didn't even glance at Zhao Cheng, and said, "Has my brother's ghost come looking for you?"

Zhao Cheng said, "He's in the wrong, so he doesn't dare come to me."

"I, Wen Pojun, have seen countless people, but the most shameless person I've ever met is you."

After the gun barrel was installed, Wen Pojun stood up, patted the coffin lid twice, and said, "After Ye Wang died, you arranged for someone to bury him. In return, I'm sending you two coffins. One for you, and one for Zhou Nuo."

Why are there only two bites?

Zhao Yan accompanied Zhao Huan as they walked over, and Zhao Huan continued, "Am I not worthy?"

Wen Pojun bowed to Zhao Huan and said, "I only want Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo's lives; I'm not interested in anyone else."

Zhao Huan said, "I know a little about the people and things in the martial arts world. After the emperor set up a martial arts examination, many people in the martial arts world were eager to make their mark. I predicted that some people would eventually enter the court, but I never expected that you would be among them."

Wen Pojun said solemnly, "I do not seek wealth and honor."

Zhao Huan said, "Since you have something to ask for, what difference does it make whether you ask for wealth and honor or something else?"

Wen Pojun asked, "Does Commander Long think he can persuade me to leave with just a few words? Don't have any illusions. Yang Taozhi is being held back by Luo Ying, and there are no Grandmasters here. No one can stop me. Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo are doomed. I would like to advise Commander Long to abandon Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo and let you go. That way, you will only lose your son and daughter-in-law, but you will save the lives of your whole family."

"Salvation that begins with sacrifice is not true salvation."

Zhao Huan shook his head and said, "You have a strong desire to kill, and I know I can't persuade you to back down. I came here to say these few words to you simply to express my feelings."

"What are you feeling sentimental about?" Wen Pojun asked.

Zhao Huan glanced at the morning sky and said, "Even the Gun Demon Wen Pojun is no longer clean. This martial world is no longer the martial world."

Wen Pojun was shocked, his eyes revealing undisguised shame.

He would have been better off if those words had come from a genuine martial arts expert.

But Zhao Huan said it in the tone of a江湖人 (jianghu person, someone from the martial arts world)!

Who is Zhao Huan?

He was a general on horseback and a prime minister on foot; he was a true man of the court.

But he spoke out for the martial arts world, lamenting that he would no longer be a part of it.

Wen Pojun's shame turned to anger. Without saying another word, he went around to the back of the coffin and kicked it away, one after another.

boom!

boom!

Two coffins flew towards the Zhao family's procession.

Zhao Hu immediately took two steps forward, without drawing his sword, and pressed his palms down on the coffin lid, pushing the coffin downwards.

Zhao Yan also acted promptly, leaping high into the air and shouting, "Everyone, step back!"

Then he smashed the coffin to pieces with a single shot.

Wen Pojun gripped the gun in his backhand and slowly walked over, saying, "You've ruined something perfectly fine; it's so unhygienic."

Zhao Yan slowly raised his spear, stomped it heavily at his feet, and said sternly, "There's still one piece left that hasn't broken. Keep it for yourself!"

Zhao Hu drew his sword and came to Zhao Yan's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him as they looked at Wen Pojun.

Zhao Yan said softly, "You escort the team forward, I'll hold him off."

Zhao Hu was startled and said, "He is a Grandmaster."

"So what?"

There was no fear in Zhao Yan's eyes, only a strong fighting spirit. He said, "Even a grandmaster is not invincible. Someone has to teach him this lesson."

Zhao Hu turned to look at Zhao Cheng, who nodded and said, "Third brother is obsessed with the way of the spear, so let him handle this."

Zhao Cheng helped Zhao Huan into the carriage and said, "Father, let's go."

Zhao Huan had barely settled into the carriage when the sound of hooves came from the back of the procession.

Zhao Cheng turned around and saw a burly man riding towards them.

The burly man touched the two axes at his waist, pointed them at the Zhao family's ranks, and shouted, "I am a palace guard, acting on His Majesty's decree to arrest Zhao Huan and his son!"

Zhao Hu chuckled and said, "Master, it seems I can't leave either."