"Reporting to Your Highness, eighteen knights have arrived outside the city, exuding murderous intent and clearly harboring ill intentions!"

Eighteen dark figures emerged from the yellow sand and soon arrived at the foot of Guluo City.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers guarding the city hurriedly came to report.

Zhang Liao was startled and immediately drew his spear, preparing to send troops to meet the enemy.

"Wen Yuan, do not move! This is a brave warrior who has come to surrender to me!"

Liu Wei chuckled and stopped Zhang Liao, "Come with me to see them!"

"Your Highness, what is the background of these eighteen knights that you must personally come out of the city to greet them?"

"Wen Yuan, you'll know when you see it!"

The two arrived at the city gate, and as soon as the soldiers opened it, a gust of cold wind rushed in from outside the city.

Eighteen tall figures stood in a row, blocking the way, their eyes cold and piercing.

This chill did not come from the cold wave in the north, but seemed to emanate from these eighteen people.

They were dressed in winter clothes, with curved knives at their waists, masks on their faces, and black turbans covering their heads, leaving only their eyes exposed.

He was also wearing a long black cloak and Hu-style riding boots, which were equipped with daggers.

Each person carried a large bow and eighteen arrows, and was also equipped with a uniform crescent-shaped scimitar.

Although there were only eighteen people, their overwhelming killing intent was no less than that of a thousand troops.

Zhang Liao, a veteran of countless battles, couldn't help but squint his eyes, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

He stared at the eighteen men and sighed inwardly, "Such intense killing intent!"

"Greetings, my lord!"

Upon seeing Liu Wei appear, the eighteen men dismounted in unison and knelt on one knee before him.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized and their momentum was magnificent.

Zhang Liao's eyes lit up.

Each of these eighteen men is an absolute force to be reckoned with.

That aura, that murderous intent, must have witnessed countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

I never expected that there would be such a heroic figure in Guluo City who came to join my lord.

Perhaps only a figure like our lord could inspire such fervor among them.

Liu Wei gently raised his hand, offering a slight support.

The eighteen men stood up abruptly, straight as javelins, their crescent-shaped swords at their waists sending chills down one's spine.

"You all mount your horses and follow me!"

"Here you go!"

The eighteen riders of Yanyun remounted their warhorses and consciously came to stand behind Liu Wei.

The group returned to the city, where Wang Fangyi and Shen Lian greeted them.

When Wang Fangyi saw that Liu Wei had eighteen more guards, he felt a pang of sadness. Was his lord going to dismiss them?

"Commander Wang, do not worry! Your guard battalion, along with the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, are my guards, equally important, and will protect me on both sides."

"My safety is now in your hands!"

Liu Wei noticed the hint of jealousy in Wang Fangyi's eyes and immediately comforted him.

Thus, everyone learned the names of these eighteen knights.

The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun seem to be from Youzhou!

However, no one bothered to investigate further.

These eighteen men must have had extraordinary abilities to be favored by their lord.

Wang Fangyi smiled and greeted the eighteen riders of Yanyun in a friendly manner, introducing them to the guards.

Liu Wei was very pleased to see that the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun got along well with the Imperial Guard.

"My lord, how do these eighteen knights compare to the Imperial Guard?"

Seeing the murderous aura emanating from the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, Zhang Liao asked out of curiosity.

"They are even better! These eighteen men are on par with your two thousand Beiwei soldiers."

"What? Eighteen men can outnumber two thousand of our Beiwei Army?"

Zhang Liao knew these eighteen people were strong, but he probably didn't expect them to be this strong.

He still couldn't believe it until he saw it with his own eyes.

Just then, one of Shen Lian's Imperial Guards rushed over and whispered something in Shen Lian's ear.

Shen Lian's expression changed, and he immediately said to Liu Wei, "Your Highness, fifty miles west of Guluo City, in a large city in the desert, all three thousand Xiongnu people who were stationed there have been killed."

"Could it be that General Zhang Liao dispatched troops at the same time?"

Zhang Liao was completely bewildered: "No, apart from the troops stationed at Qingyanchi and Dongsheng, all of my troops have been attacking Guluo City. I haven't sent any troops to Dacheng!"

"My lord, was this something else you arranged?"

Liu Wei was also somewhat puzzled: "I did not send any troops to the city. Could it be that there are other forces on this plateau?"

Shen Lian and Zhang Liao both tensed up at the same time.

To be able to kill all three thousand Xiongnu without leaving a single one alive, the Han army would need at least six thousand men to achieve such a result.

Otherwise, even if the Xiongnu did not fight, they would all flee, and it would be extremely difficult to annihilate them all.

Such a large force existing in the plateau is definitely a major threat.

Just as everyone was discussing their plans to investigate which faction it was, the leader of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun slowly approached, cupped his hands, and said:

"My lord, there's no need for you all to waste your time guessing!"

"Why?" everyone asked in unison.

"Because those three thousand Xiongnu were killed by my eighteen brothers!"

What!

Everyone was shocked.

Liu Wei's eyes lit up.

The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are incredibly strong!

When did the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun go to the large city fifty miles away?

While Liu Wei was using the troop template, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun actually killed three thousand Xiongnu people in the city!

"Fine, if you don't believe me, then so be it!"

The leader of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun said calmly, "If you have time, go and see their wounds. They were all killed by the crescent-shaped blades in our hands!"

hiss!

Since they've mentioned all these details, it can't be fake.

That's incredible!

The way everyone looked at the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun had changed drastically.

These are not just eighteen knights; they are clearly eighteen demons and killing gods from hell.

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