Huo Pingchang was shaking with anger, and the strength in his hands suddenly tightened, wishing he could smash this disobedient son in front of him with one punch.
"You think I don't dare?!"
He growled, his hand already reaching for the sword at his waist. The personal guards around him were horrified, watching as the Grand Marshal was about to draw his sword against his own son.
Helian Yu looked at him coldly, without any fear, and without even the slightest intention of backing down.
In the Gale Valley, the wind whistled like a blade, and a murderous aura permeated every inch of the air.
As the father and son were confronting each other, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind them, like a sudden thunder, heading straight for where the two were!
"Be careful! There's a sneak attack!"
A personal soldier shouted in fear and drew his sword to block, but the arrow was as fast as thunder, so fast that he didn't even have time to react.
Huo Pingchang reacted extremely quickly, almost instinctively pushing Helian Yu hard, throwing him to the other side, while he himself rolled to the other side.
"Bang!"
Helian Yu fell heavily off his horse, and his shoulder hit the hard stone wall. The violent impact made his vision go black for a moment.
At the same time, the arrow pierced into the place where they had just stood. The tail of the arrow was still trembling slightly and was embedded three inches deep in the crack of the stone.
If Huo Pingchang had not reacted quickly enough, either he or Helian Yu would have died at this moment.
The canyon exploded in an instant, with shouts of shock and anger and the metallic clashing sounds of weapons being drawn blending into one.
The sound of faint horse hooves could be heard from all directions, as if an invisible killing formation was slowly closing in, trapping Huo Pingchang and his group.
"There's an ambush! Set up the formation!"
The soldiers quickly formed a battle formation, raised their shields and stood on guard, looking around in fear.
Huo Pingchang stood up from the ground with an extremely gloomy expression.
He lowered his head and looked at Helian Yu, who was still half-supporting himself not far away. His eyes were as dark as the abyss, and were filled with complex emotions.
Helian Yu looked up at him, his expression slightly stunned, and the indifference in his eyes was at this moment broken by some strange emotion.
He just clearly felt—
His father pushed him away and saved him.
But the next moment, Huo Pingchang suddenly sneered, with a hint of sarcasm and hatred in his eyes.
"Okay! Okay!"
He chuckled repeatedly, but his voice was filled with deep anger, like a wolf forced into a desperate situation, trying hard to suppress his rage.
"My own son actually teamed up with outsiders to take my life!"
Helian Yu's heart trembled and his body stiffened slightly.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw Huo Pingchang already mounted his horse, his body straight, his eyes even colder.
"Rush out of the Wind Valley!"
With a loud shout, the horse's hooves raised dust, and he led his personal soldiers to rush towards the valley entrance.
Helian Yu stood where he was, the whistling of the wind and the clamor of killing echoing in his ears. He watched Huo Pingchang's back, feeling mixed emotions.
…
Huo Pingchang rode his horse forward, his black cloak fluttering in the cold wind. His warhorse exhaled a puff of white air and crushed the remaining snow on the ground.
However, he had only walked a few feet when his sight was fixed on a figure at the entrance of the valley.
A man stood there straight, his figure as sharp as a knife.
Even without getting close, he could immediately recognize who it was.
His nephew - Huo Yan.
Huo Pingchang suddenly pulled the reins, and the warhorse neighed and took a half step back uneasily. He squinted his eyes and looked around.
The surroundings were filled with dense masses of armored soldiers, armed with swords and spears, blocking the entire valley entrance.
At this moment, he finally understood that he had fallen into Huo Yan's trap.
He knew that someone would be sent to investigate in advance, so he deliberately used Helian Yu's identity to delay time.
During the confrontation between father and son, Huo Yan had already laid a tight net, waiting for his arrival.
Their eyes met, and fighting spirit surged silently.
Huo Yan stood with a gun in hand, a slight smile on his lips, his voice steady and restrained.
"Second uncle, long time no see."
It seemed that this was not a life-and-death confrontation, but just a greeting between relatives who had been reunited after a long separation.
Huo Pingchang snorted coldly, without any panic on his face. Instead, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.
"I didn't expect to see you again in a place like this."
He tilted his head slightly, glanced around, sneered, and his tone was ambiguous.
"After all, your father also died here..."
The air suddenly condensed.
Huo Yan tightened the spear in his hand slightly, his brows were as calm as water, only his Adam's apple moved slightly, revealing a hint of suppressed emotion.
"He's also your elder brother."
His voice was low, but it carried a tone of depression that was hard to ignore.
Huo Pingchang just raised his chin slightly, with a look of contempt and an indifferent tone.
"Big brother? Huh...what big brother?"
He shook his whip lightly and sneered:
"Huo Yan, stop acting like a brother!"
"You are his only son. You probably don't know what it means to have 'Yu, why Liang?'"
"Just because he's the eldest brother, I'll always be inferior to him!"
"He's a general, and I can only be a deputy general for the rest of my life!"
"The world only knows about Huo Pingyuan's glorious military exploits and that he is the most famous general in Dacheng, but who remembers me, Huo Pingchang?!"
Huo Yan listened quietly, his brows not fluctuating in the slightest, only the grip of the gun in his hand slowly tightened.
After a moment, he said calmly, "So you chose to betray? Betray the Huo family, betray the Huo family army, and betray Dacheng?"
Huo Pingchang sneered: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, Huo Yan."
"If you dare to kill me today, you will bear the name of parricide! I want to see how the people of Dacheng will view their 'Great General'!"
He suddenly raised his voice, and his words were like a knife, echoing in the valley.
However, Huo Yan remained calm and slowly raised his eyes. The bottom of his eyes were as dark as the abyss and cold.
"Second Uncle, you are wrong."
Huo Pingchang frowned, "Wrong?"
Huo Yan smiled slightly, with a hint of cold sarcasm between his eyebrows.
"You always thought that the world only remembered Huo Pingyuan, not Huo Pingchang."
"But in reality, the world never remembers traitors!"
He slowly raised his gun and pointed it at Huo Pingchang's throat. His tone was calm, but it revealed a suffocating sense of oppression.
"From the moment you betrayed Dacheng, betrayed your father and brothers, and betrayed your ancestors, you have erased yourself from the Huo family's genealogy."
"You are not Huo Pingchang,"
"You are just a traitor who deserves death."
"I'm here today to offer your blood as a sacrifice to the Huo family's ancestors and the hundreds of souls of the Huo family's army!"
As soon as the words fell, the battle flags fluttered, swords and spears were suddenly unsheathed, and the murderous aura rose into the sky!
The spears collided, and both men used deadly moves with every step, neither giving in.
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