"kill!"
Behind Zhang Liao, the Beiwei Army soldiers, in groups of several dozen, marched like a pack of wolves hunting, some carrying crossbows and others swords, towards the soldiers of the barbican!
Lian Zhen, wielding a long sword, charged towards Zhang Liao.
Like Lian Xiaoru, Lian Zhen was eight feet tall and had practiced martial arts since childhood. His Lian family knife skills were superb, even surpassing those of Lian Xiaoru.
For this defense of the city, he specifically asked his father for permission to lead a large army to garrison the barbican.
If the invading enemy troops were killed in the barbican, that would be a great achievement. As the son of the Annamite general, Lian Zhen did not want to be overshadowed by his father for the rest of his life.
Only the merits you achieve with your own hands are truly genuine!
Therefore, Lian Zhen was determined to personally behead this enemy general, and throw his head out of the city! This would terrify the rebellious Qin Ze!
At that moment, a few breaths later, Lian Zhen's gaze sharpened.
The longsword was drawn in that instant!
"Come!"
With a cold shout, Lian Zhen gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and sent the power through his entire body, accumulating in his wrists, as he slashed the long sword at Zhang Liao!
Zhang Liao's expression was cold and stern. Facing the incoming blade, he remained calm and flicked his wrist. The crescent halberd grazed the blade, and then with a twist, the crescent halberd hooked the blade and turned!
The horizontal blade hooked onto the edge of the knife, producing a loud clanging sound of metal striking metal!
Zhang Liao pulled hard, trying to snatch the long sword from Lian Zhen's hand.
Lian Zhen's heart tightened, and he quickly gripped the knife handle tightly, keeping his feet firmly on the ground to prevent the knife from slipping off.
But in that very instant...
The crescent halberd had already separated from the sword, and then it slashed upwards towards Lian Zhen's chin!
Lian Zhen's eyes widened in surprise at how fast Zhang Liao had attacked. He quickly leaned back.
Even so, the crescent halberd still grazed past his armor. If he had been a second slower, the crescent halberd would have slashed across his face!
If that sharp halberd tip were to graz one's face, it would cut the skin off the entire face.
Lian Zhen's heart pounded wildly. They had only exchanged two blows, but he already knew very clearly that the enemy general in front of him was an extraordinary martial artist and definitely not the kind of person who could only give orders!
"Hmph, you do have some skill!"
Lian Zhen snorted coldly, took two steps back, and slightly increased the distance between them.
Zhang Liao remained expressionless, his eyes cold, and he did not respond.
He simply took another step forward and swung his halberd horizontally with his right hand!
Lian Zhen's eyes narrowed, and he charged forward again. Then he leaped up and slashed down at Zhang Liao's long crescent halberd!
He intended to use this powerful and heavy strike to cut the crescent halberd in two!
Zhang Liao raised an eyebrow, stepped forward with his right foot, and pulled back the crescent halberd in his hand, avoiding the slash.
"Come on! Take this!"
Lian Zhen shouted and swung his sword fiercely again.
Before they knew it, the distance between the two had closed again.
Zhang Liao did not take the attack head-on, but instead dodged and weaved, which Lian Zhen interpreted as cowardice!
Immediately, Lian Zhen brandished his long sword, slashing and hacking, his attacks becoming increasingly fierce.
"Die!" Lian Zhen, wielding his sword with both hands, slashed down at Zhang Liao once more!
Just then—
"Go!" Zhang Liao shouted.
The next second—
With a "thud," the tip of the crescent halberd pierced precisely into the back of Lian Zhen's hand that was gripping the handle!
Instantly, a spray of blood spurted out.
"Well--"
Lian Zhen's pupils contracted, and he let out a muffled groan. He hurriedly jumped back, widening the distance once again.
At this moment, a triangular wound had been pierced on the back of his right hand by the crescent halberd, and blood was flowing out continuously from the back of his hand, staining the hilt of the halberd with bloodstains.
Only then did the excruciating pain from the wound gradually spread throughout his body, the bone-deep pain sending a chill down Lian Zhen's spine.
"hiss--"
He gritted his teeth, but couldn't help but gasp.
Zhang Liao remained expressionless, his deep gaze lingering on Lian Zhen's right hand for less than a second before striking again!
This time, he arrived very quickly.
The crescent halberd, now only a glint of cold light, leaped into Lian Zhen's panicked eyes.
With a "bang".
Lian Zhen abandoned using his right hand, gripped the hilt of the sword with his left, and then slashed at the crescent halberd. With only one hand available, his strength was greatly reduced.
The two weapons struck, and a burst of sparks flashed.
Zhang Liao did not dodge again. He gently twisted the halberd handle, and the horizontal blade of the crescent halberd hooked the blade once more!
"fall!"
With a soft hum, Zhang Liao forcefully hooked the blade, and Lian Zhen hurriedly gripped the hilt of his sword to prevent it from slipping from his grasp, but his body was pulled forward.
Zhang Liao's lips curled up, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Without the slightest hesitation, he abandoned the hook knife, chose to bow slightly, and then thrust the crescent halberd towards Lian Zhen's lower abdomen!
"Oh no!"
Lian Zhen's eyes narrowed, and he quickly took a deep breath, tightening his chest and abdomen to try his best to avoid being stabbed!
But in that split second, a cold snort rang out.
"I want your legs!"
As the sound faded, the crescent halberd deftly pierced the gap between Lian Zhen's open legs.
Then, the crescent halberd was suddenly pulled back!
With a "sizzle" sound.
The horizontal blade hooks onto the popliteal fossa (the inner flexed part of the knee), the sharp edge cutting through flesh and cartilage before reaching the knee joint.
A sickening cracking sound rang out as the right leg, below the knee, was completely severed by the hook!
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