The crowd below did not see clearly how He Yan and Ba Tuan won. They only saw the two of them fighting, Ba Tuan hitting He Yan, and He Yan stabbed Ba Tuan's neck with some hidden weapon.

Although the means were not fair, he won in the end.

"Brother He is so awesome!" Cheng Lisu was the first to shout, "Well done! Well done!"

"Shut up!" Song Taotao on the side scolded him.

Cheng Lisu was dissatisfied: "What's wrong with me cheering for my elder brother?"

"It's not time to be relieved yet." Song Taotao shook her head. Girls are more careful than boys. She noticed that He Yan's face was paler than before. She felt a little nervous and thought that He Yan might be injured. But He Yan was wearing black clothes, so she couldn't tell where the injury was.

On the stage, the young man in black raised his chin slightly and asked with a smile: "No one dares to come up?"

At this moment, Ridamuzi suddenly laughed out loud, clapping his hands as he laughed: "Interesting, interesting! I didn't expect that there would be such an interesting person in Liangzhou Wei!" Before he finished speaking, he rode his horse towards the martial arts platform.

He moved so quickly that everyone around him was caught off guard. Several Liangzhou recruits were almost trampled under his horse, but fortunately they were pulled back by someone beside them. Ridamuzi stopped his horse abruptly one step away from the martial arts stage and flew onto the stage, landing in front of He Yan.

"The commander is not going to go down in person, is he?" The young man said in awe, "I am just a new soldier, how can I do that?"

"You killed two of my warriors. You are not like an ordinary recruit." Ridamuzi laughed. He was not unhappy at all for losing his beloved general.

"It's just luck."

"Don't be modest. I've seen you fight with the two of them just now. You deserve to be the first in Liangzhou Guards!" Ridamuzi said, looking at the people below the martial arts stage, smiling contemptuously, "I think you are the only one who is brave and resourceful here. But..." He changed the subject, "I wonder how long you can hold out with the wound on your waist?"

He Yan said nothing.

Ridamuzi looked at her with interest: "Ba Tu is my most capable subordinate. He just attacked your waist twice in a row. It seems that he has old injuries. The last time, when you stabbed the hidden weapon into his throat, he..." He walked to Ba Tu and poked Ba Tu's body with his foot. Ba Tu turned over. "His hand loosened. What stabbed into your waist? Was it a knife?"

Ridamuzi asked her concernedly, "Oh, it must be very painful."

"It's not that bad actually." He Yan smiled, "Not as painful as him."

Ridamuzi stared at her for a while and smiled: "Very good, I like people like you who are as hard as bones. They taste especially sweet even when they are broken." He kicked Batu's body off the platform just like Batu did to Wala, and chuckled: "Useless waste."

Then, Ba Yu slowly drew out the curved knife from his waist.

Seeing this, Shen Han's eyes fixed and he said angrily: "Ridamuzi, as a commander, how can you fight with my Liangzhou Guards' new soldiers? If you want to spar, I will accompany you!"

“You?” Ridamuzi shook his head slowly: “Not as good as him. I want him, this He…He Yan.”

"Coach Shen, let me do it." He Yan said.

In fact, it didn't matter what she said to Shen Han, because Ridamuzi had already set his sights on He Yan. This was the worst thing, but at the same time, it was also lucky enough, as they had more time.

"Don't you want to change your weapon?" Ridamuzi said with a smile, "My knife will cut your whip."

"Maybe it was my whip that cut your knife off." He Yan said with a smile, holding the whip in both hands and holding it in front of him.

Qiang soldiers used curved swords, and each one had a different one. Ridamuzi's curved sword was extremely large and long, half a man's height. It was stained with the blood of countless people, and had a dark red color. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the sunlight fell on it, and it smelled a bit bloody.

He Yan could only choose the whip. During the years she fought against the Qiang people, she had always used swords. Anyone who had seen "General Feihong" here would recognize at a glance that her swordsmanship was exactly the same as "General Feihong's". As for using knives, the Qiang people were best at using knives. Using knives in front of them was like using one's own weakness to attack their strengths, which was nothing but asking for trouble. After thinking about it, it turned out that only the iron whip was convenient.

Ridamuzi rushed over with a knife.

His steps were fast, and unlike his sturdy figure, his movements were very flexible. He was also very clever, and the distance card was just out of reach of He Yan's whip.

He Yan's whip tried to wrap around his knife, but Ridamuzi dodged it and chopped the iron whip with his backhand. There was a "bang" sound, and although the iron whip was not broken, it was still frightening.

At this rate, I wonder how long this whip can hold up. The weapons on the weapon rack are for soldiers to practice martial arts, so they just need to be strong and durable. However, this sword of Ridamuzi is obviously a precious sword and cannot be compared with it.

He laughed loudly and swung his sword horizontally. He Yan's whip entangled the sword, but it didn't move. Ridamuzi was too strong. He said, "Naive!" and pulled the sword towards himself, causing He Yan's body to fly towards him.

"Brother He, be careful!" Xiaomi couldn't help but blurt out.

But when He Yan was about to hit Ridamuzi's blade, the young man suddenly smiled, swung the whip, slipped under the blade, and slapped Ridamuzi on the face. She used the force of her flight to pass over Ridamuzi's head, rolled on the ground and stopped.

The hearts of the people in the audience finally settled down.

Ridamuzi turned his head slowly.

He was born fierce and violent. At this moment, He Yan whipped him on the cheek, causing him to bleed. The blood flowed down his cheek. Ridamuzi was in a daze. He wiped the blood off his lips without paying much attention. He stared at He Yan and said, "You are really amazing."

His voice was very soft, but it sounded creepy to people's ears.

He Yan said: "Same here."

The wound on her waist was painful when she pulled it, and the tumbling just now made the blade go deeper into her body. But she couldn't pull the blade out now. First, there was no time for her to pull it out, and second, if she pulled it out, the bleeding would not stop and she would soon lose strength.

But now, He Yan was not as relaxed as she appeared. The dagger that Ba Tuo had stabbed into her body was not long, but rather slender, about the width of an index finger, and was thrust horizontally, so although it did not hit the vital part, it just happened to cover the old wound. The original wound was split open, and she had fought with others in the martial arts arena, pulling her skin and flesh, causing the blade to penetrate deeper, which was like feeling her flesh being cut while she was awake.

She lowered her head and bit her lips quickly. The color returned to her lips and she looked like the spirited young girl again.

"How long can you hold on?" Ridamuzi was not worried and said with a smile, "Your sweat is almost gone."

"Really?" He Yan touched it and said, "Maybe the weather is too hot."

Ridamuzi slowly raised his knife and rushed over with a devilish smile: "Your blood will also be shed clean!"

He Yan rushed forward.

The new recruits of Liangzhou Guards were all watching with trepidation. When He Yan faced Ridamuzi, he was not as comfortable as when he faced the first two. Ridamuzi was cunning and cruel. No matter how powerful He Yan was, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy.

Jiang Jiao murmured, "He can't hold on any longer."

"Maybe he's injured." Huang Xiong frowned. "It really can't work." He touched the golden-backed broadsword on his body and said, "Let's rush forward together. We can't just watch him die in vain."

Wang Ba cursed: "Fuck! Why didn't these coaches stop him and let a young boy go up to fight? Isn't it shameful!"

Shen Han stood in the crowd, staring at He Yan's figure. The note in his hand was about to be crushed. Liang Ping beside him was very anxious and whispered: "Head Coach, we can't keep waiting like this. We can't let the Western Qiang people take charge. Why don't we..."

"Don't act on your own!" Shen Han said in a low voice, "Wait a little longer."

Wait? Wait for what?

He Yan on the stage exchanged more than ten moves with Ridamuzi again.

Her movements were not as swift as before, and were obviously slow. She was hit by several knives from Ridamuzi on her arm, and she managed to avoid them each time, but she was injured in the end.

But the smile on her face never changed from beginning to end. It was as if this was not a life-and-death battle, but just a happy exchange with her partners after a day of training.

This puzzled Zhidamuzi.

He asked, "Are people in the Central Plains as capable of pretending as you are?"

"That's not the case." He Yan's voice was a little unsteady due to the pain. She smiled and said, "I'm good at pretending."

Ridamuzi's smile was not as relaxed as before.

He Yan did not dare to let down his guard against him.

When fighting against the Western Qiang people, the enemy leader, Zhidamuji, was tyrannical and brutal. He killed countless people with his curved knife. Wherever he went, there were piles of bones. Zhidamuji's favorite thing to do was to chop off the heads of captives with his curved knife and tie them to the tail of his horse. The bloody heads of the dead were enough to become a lifelong nightmare for many people in the Central Plains.

The Yue army led by He Yan and the Qiang army led by Ridamuji fought fiercely. Every time they fought, He Yan could sense the opponent's cunning and terrifying nature.

In the final battle, Ridamuji died at the hands of He Yan.

He loved chopping off other people's heads when he was alive, but he probably never imagined that after his death, his own head would be chopped off by others, put into a box inlaid with pearls and jade, taken to the imperial palace in the capital, and presented to the emperor, becoming a general's military achievement in exchange for generous rewards.

After the death of Zhidamuji, the Western Qiang were leaderless and the rebellion was soon suppressed. The man in front of him, Zhidamuzi, had a face exactly like Zhidamuji.

He Yan watched Ridamuji die with his own eyes, so he would not come back to life. Moreover, Ridamuji's eyes were dark green, while Ridamuzi's eyes were dark blue. He Yan thought of the fact that he had heard that Ridamuji had a twin brother who was born with brute strength and was vicious. However, he had a conflict with the leader of the Ridamu gene, so he left in his early years and his whereabouts were unknown.

Now it seems that this is the twin brother of Zhidamuji, Zhidamuzi.

He probably knew about his brother's death, or maybe he got some remnants of the Qiang tribe, so he rushed to Liangzhouwei with his men. He was also cunning, and learned from a spy that Xiao Jue was not in Liangzhouwei now, and the new recruits here were so young, so he dared to act so brazenly.

But Ridamuzi was not a fool. No matter how brave and brutal his men were, it was impossible for a thousand men to defeat the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of Liangzhou Guard. Therefore, his troops should be much more than this. This was a plan that had been set up long ago for Liangzhou Guard. In front of the guard station was Baiyue Mountain and behind was Wulu River. If they had troops, it would be impossible to cross from Baiyue Mountain in such heavy snow. Therefore, the most likely scenario was to take the nearest waterway at night and cross the river.

He Yan had never met Ridamuzi before, but he had fought with Ridamuji many times and knew his background. He loved to fight on the stage. He said he wanted to compete with his opponent, but in fact, his methods were ruthless. Most of the warriors in the Central Plains who followed the upright path would be defeated by his opponent. In this way, the morale would be lost before the battle even started. Once they were afraid of the Qiang people, they would be defeated later. Many generals of the Wei Dynasty fell into Ridamuji's tricks.

Soldiers never tire of deception, and morale is the most important thing. He Yan saw clearly that although Ridamuzi was at odds with his brothers, his methods were still the same as before. The new recruits of Liangzhou Guards would inevitably have to fight a fierce battle with Ridamuzi's men today. She had done everything she could, and the last thing was to gather the morale for the sons of Wei in this martial arts arena.

With morale, they will be able to show their true strength in their first war.

"I hate the Central Plains people who pretend to be so pretentious." Ridamuzi finally lost his patience. He looked into the distance, as if he was waiting for some news, but when he didn't get any, he turned around and said, "Let's finish this quickly!"

He Yan smiled and said, "That's exactly what I thought."

She reached out and tied the belt tighter. The belt covered the wound to prevent the blood from flowing too much, but at the same time, it also caused more pain and discomfort.

Ridamuzi watched her movements and suddenly said, "You remind me of someone."

He Yan: "Who?"

"Although I have never seen him, my unfortunate brother once said that there was a general named He Rufei in the Central Plains. He was shot by an arrow on the battlefield and could pull out the arrow shaft and continue to command the battle. He eventually died at the hands of He Rufei. You look a lot like that man."

He Yan heard this and laughed: "No, I'm not He Rufei, and I don't look like him."

She glanced at the people of Liangzhou below the stage: "But the men of Wei are all like me. As long as we are not dead, we will fight to the end! There will be tens of thousands of Feihong generals in the Central Plains. You Xiqiang," she raised her eyes and said sarcastically: "How many more can you produce?"

Having said that, he brandished his iron whip and rushed straight towards Ridamuzi!

Ridamuzi sneered and didn't take it seriously. In his opinion, He Yan had been injured, old wounds and new wounds, and was just the end of her strength. Although her endurance was amazing, she couldn't hold on for much longer.

The curved knife and the iron whip intertwined together, making a sound of golden collision.

"Brother He..." Xiao Mai's heart was in a knot as he watched from the audience, and he didn't dare to look down.

He Yan's movements became faster.

She swung the whip faster and faster, faster than the movement of Zhidamuzi's knife. The curved knife was large and heavy. For an ordinary person, Zhidamuzi's movement was already very fast. But it was not as fast as the steel whip. The whip took advantage of the gap before the knife was swung, penetrated from everywhere, and hit Zhidamuzi's face. Just now there was only one blood mark, but in a moment, there were already several more blood marks on his face.

"Is this all you can do?" Ridamuzi was irritated by the continuous whipping, his expression became violent, and he aimed his curved knife at He Yan's neck, but He Yan was petite and dodged it easily.

"You're nothing special." The boy even had time to tilt his head to tease.

What's going on? Ridamuzi was getting more and more surprised. How come He Yan's movements became faster and faster as time went by? Wasn't he injured? Why was he still so agile and unaffected? Was he just pretending? Didn't this guy have any old injuries?

He Yan dodged the knife tip, touched the ground with his toes, and went behind Ridamuzi.

The man was wearing armor and was extremely tough. Her whip did hit Ridamuzi, but it just landed on the armor and left nothing behind.

Then, he was no longer as powerful as the Batu Wala, and only had one weakness left.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and attacked from behind Hidamiko.

Ridamuzi turned around and used her knife to block He Yan's iron whip, which sent He Yan flying. But in the blink of an eye, she used the force to throw herself at Ridamuzi again.

This is simply a life-threatening way of fighting, focusing only on attacking and not defending.

"He wouldn't want to die together with us, would he?" Jiang Jiao murmured.

He Yan, who seemed to be risking everything in the eyes of outsiders, was actually not that bad. On the contrary, it was Rida Muzi, who was sure of victory at the beginning, but began to lose the upper hand gradually.

The young man seemed to know the traces of every attack by his sword, and he dodged early in every fight. He also quickly caught the weaknesses in Ridamuzi's swordsmanship and attacked at those weaknesses, leaving Ridamuzi somewhat at a loss.

How old is he? He looks like fifteen or sixteen years old, but he can see his own weaknesses in a moment. How terrible it would be to have an enemy. And if this young man said that there are countless people like him in the Central Plains, how about Western Qiang? How many have come out of Western Qiang? There is no such genius, not even one.

For a moment, Ridamuzi even considered backing out.

His morale was low.

But he had wronged He Yan in this regard. No matter how powerful He Yan was, he would not be able to quickly judge the opponent's movements after fighting a few times, let alone someone like Ridamuzi. It was because, perhaps because they were twin brothers, or perhaps because they had the same master, Ridamuzi's swordsmanship and Ridamuji's swordsmanship were exactly the same.

In his previous life, He Yan had fought with Ridamuji countless times. He knew both himself and his opponent and had memorized his moves by heart. However, this time, he had an advantage over Ridamuji. Ridamuji's fear was exactly what He Yan wanted.

It's just a matter of giving someone a taste of their own medicine.

They are used to undermining the morale of others to boost their own morale, and now they finally understand the feeling of discouragement, which is a perfect opportunity.

He Yan's whip was getting faster and faster, making the people around him dizzy. Ridamuzi felt that the iron whip seemed to have become a living snake, circling and dancing in front of him, with a looming shadow. He swung his knife but missed, and was hit on the forehead by the whip. The real whip was here.

He chopped at He Yan furiously, but the young man had already circled behind him. He had made the same move before when he was fighting against the Wala. Ridamuzi thought to himself that something was wrong, but he saw the iron whip flying in front of him, like a heavy shackle, about to wrap around his neck.

Then, with another stranglehold, his throat would be cut and he would die like the Wala.

At the critical moment, he shouted: "Kemuzhi——"

This seemed to be the name of one of his subordinates. The next moment, a woman's scream was suddenly heard in the martial arts arena. It was Song Taotao, who was thrown onto the martial arts stage by the Qiang people who caught her.

The Qiang people are strong and sturdy, and Song Taotao is just a skinny girl. She was thrown up like a cargo. If she fell down, she would be seriously injured even if she didn't die.

No one in the audience could catch up.

The whip in He Yan's hand spun in front of Ridamuzi's neck and flew towards Song Taotao, and her body also rushed towards Song Taotao.

The iron whip wrapped around Song Taotao's body. He Yan flew over and caught Song Taotao in his arms. The two of them fell heavily to the ground together. He Yan supported Song Taotao's body. The fall made the wound on her waist even deeper. She suddenly let out a hiss.

"Brother, be careful!" Cheng Lisu's shout was heard suddenly.

"He Yan!"

"Brother Ahe!"

Anxious voices came from all directions. Liang Ping's voice was extremely mournful. He Yan looked to the side and saw a ray of knife light flying towards him.

When she caught up with Song Taotao, her back was exposed, and Ridamuzi's curved knife fell fiercely, about to cut her in two.

He Yan pushed Song Taotao away and closed his eyes due to the slashing wind.

She no longer had the strength to move.

“Go to hell!”

"Bang--"

There was no pain as she had imagined, nor was there any blood splattering within five steps. Something had knocked the curved knife over, as if someone was standing in front of her.

He Yan slowly opened his eyes.

A familiar dark blue figure, with a silver-scaled giant python embroidered on the corner of his robe. The young man stood in front of her, his posture straight as a pine tree, calm and reassuring. The long sword in his hand was not unsheathed, and it was as crystal clear as ice and snow, shining brightly.

It was this narrow and thin Yinqiu sword that brushed away the fatal knife.

"Governor...Governor! It's the Governor!" The people in the audience were surprised for a moment, and then suddenly became excited.

"The Governor is back!"

"uncle!"

Xiao Jue...is he back?

He Yan looked over and felt that his vision was blurry and he couldn't see clearly.

Xiao Jue pulled her up from the ground. He Yan had no strength left and leaned softly on him. Xiao Jue held her waist and seemed to have noticed something, so he looked down.

The young man in black clothes looked weak but had no injuries. However, the hand that was holding He Yan's waist felt wet.

There was blood on his hands.

He paused for a moment, then slowly looked towards Ridamuzi. However, he spoke to He Yan with the same sarcastic tone as always: "How come every time I meet you, you always make yourself so miserable."

“…”

He Yan smiled and said softly, "Maybe it's because I always know that you will come to save me."