His gaze swept over the remaining generals of the Northern Xiang Kingdom.
"Who just said they wanted a one-on-one fight? Hmm?"
He glanced at the remaining generals of Beixiang, giving off an air of "who dares to utter a sound?"
Several soldiers from the Northern Xiang Kingdom turned pale with fright.
He pointed tremblingly at his lifeless companion on the ground.
"Big...Big brother, he's...over there..."
Seeing this, Lu Yan smiled slightly before speaking:
"Xiao Kui, that's enough. Don't kill people and waste resources."
Li Kui reluctantly withdrew his hand and retreated behind Lu Yan, standing like a well-behaved child.
Lu Yan, mounted on his horse, looked down at Zhao Xuan with disdain, his tone nonchalant:
"General Zhao, all's fair in war. Winning and losing are normal, why are you getting angry?"
Upon hearing this, the anger in Zhao Xuan's eyes immediately vanished, leaving only a wry smile.
Of course! He spent his life on the battlefield, how could he not understand all the intricacies of leading troops into battle?
He was just not convinced, not convinced that he had lost so badly!
"It was my carelessness," Zhao Xuan sighed.
"I admit defeat. But... I have a question I'd like to ask you."
"Ask." Lu Yan was sparing with his words.
"Why would a small prefecture like yours possess such unheard-of weapons?"
Zhao Xuan pointed to the battlefield in the distance, still shrouded in smoke, his eyes filled with doubt.
His eyes darted around, and he asked again:
"Where did you get these weapons?"
"In all my years of fighting on the battlefield, I have never seen such excellent weapons!"
"Furthermore, your army is well-trained and disciplined; it doesn't resemble a local army at all!"
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