In just one exchange, the camp's number one warrior died at Yang Yan's hands.
Seeing Data fall from his horse, the Qiang soldiers looked at Yang Yan with even greater awe.
"Hahaha, is that all you've got? Can you bring out a few more amazing ones?"
Just then, Yang Yan's unrestrained laughter reached the ears of the Qiang soldiers.
Everyone involuntarily took a step back, avoiding eye contact with him.
The Qiang general's face was also ashen. He knew that if Yang Yan continued to provoke them, the morale of the entire army would surely plummet.
Subsequently, the Qiang general selected five more warriors and ordered them to go together to kill Yang Yan.
Upon seeing the five warriors who suddenly charged out from their side, the Qiang soldiers in the camp looked at Yang Yan, and many of them suddenly felt a desire for Yang Yan to win.
Human thoughts are always so complex!
Soon, five Qiang warriors rushed forward and surrounded Yang Yan.
"Brother Yang, I'm here to help you!"
Seeing this, Xu Huang shouted and was about to go up to help.
Just as Xu Huang was about to move, Yu Jin stopped him, saying, "Brother Gongming, wait a moment! Brother Yang is fine!"
Xu Huang was taken aback: "But what if..."
Yu Jin smiled and said, "There's no chance of anything going wrong. Brother Gongming, just watch and see!"
Xu Huang frowned, then looked up ahead.
Yang Yan raised his spear, spurred his horse, and launched the first attack on the five Qiang people.
The five men immediately raised their weapons and attacked Yang Yan together.
In an instant, the sound of weapons clashing rang out, and the five men circled around Yang Yan like a revolving lantern.
Facing the attack of five people at the same time, Yang Yan, though not as brave as Zhao Yun, had mastered the essence of spear techniques. He thrust, parried, blocked, and flicked, the tip of his spear flashing coldly, his moves agile and unpredictable.
It turned out that Yang Yan was using these five people to hone his marksmanship.
In just a few breaths, Yang Yan had already used all thirty-six spear techniques. Without wasting any more time, he flicked his spear and knocked a Qiang man off his horse. Then, he turned around and killed another man with a backhand spear thrust.
Seeing that two of their companions had died in an instant, the remaining three were shocked and stopped their attack. They turned their horses around and ran back into the village.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Upon seeing this, Yang Yan shouted and immediately spurred his horse to give chase.
Although Yang Yan's warhorse couldn't compare to the fine steeds of Lu Bu and Zhao Yun, it was still a first-rate horse, far superior to the warhorses of the Qiang people.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Yan caught up with one of them, and using the momentum of his warhorse's high speed, he thrust his spear straight through the man's heart.
After flinging the corpse away, Yang Yan continued his pursuit of the two men ahead without slowing down.
Finally, when they were only fifty paces away from the Qiang camp, the last two Qiang warriors were also killed by Yang Yan.
Yang Yan reined in his horse and stopped, his sharp gaze slowly sweeping over the Qiang soldiers behind the stockade wall.
Wherever his gaze fell, the Qiang soldiers lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
Having defeated seven men in a row, Yang Yan's prowess had completely intimidated the Qiang soldiers.
"Loose the arrows! Quickly, kill him!"
Just then, a shout rang out.
Yang Yan turned his head and saw that the Qiang soldier general was angrily shouting at the Qiang soldiers beside him.
The Qiang soldiers did as instructed, drawing their short bows and unleashing five arrows that whistled out, heading straight for Yang Yan's chest.
Upon seeing this, Yang Yan's eyes narrowed, and he swung his spear, deflecting four of the arrows to the side. The last arrow, however, struck the breastplate on Yang Yan's chest.
With a crisp "ding," the arrow was deflected, leaving only a shallow mark on the breastplate.
Upon seeing this, the Qiang soldiers' expressions changed. It was one thing for the opponent to be highly skilled in martial arts, but his armor was also incredibly strong. How could they possibly fight him?
Just as the Qiang soldiers were in shock, Yang Yan quickly took the large bow off his horse and nocked three arrows onto the bowstring.
With a whistling sound, three arrows shot out and headed straight for the village.
In an instant, the three Qiang soldiers who were close to the general let out a painful groan and then fell straight to the ground.
"Anyone who dares to make another move will suffer the same fate!"
Yang Yan shouted loudly, his eyes fixed on the general.
Upon seeing Yang Yan's gaze, the Qiang soldier commander immediately shut his mouth, a look of lingering fear on his face.
Seeing that all the Qiang soldiers were intimidated, Yang Yan then said loudly, "To be honest, I am also of Qiang origin and have lived in Qiang territory since childhood."
Upon hearing this, the Qiang soldiers' expressions changed, and their gazes toward Yang Yan took on a different look.
If before they were merely in awe of Yang Yan's might and bravery, now their eyes held a hint of closeness.
After all, they are one of their own people, and it is naturally very rare for such a remarkable person to emerge from their own clan.
Although this person belonged to the Han army, it did not prevent the Qiang soldiers from worshipping him.
Ultimately, the Han army was merely the enemy of their own powerful clan, and had little to do with them. Many Qiang soldiers had even fought alongside the Han army against the Western Qiang in the past.
Seeing the changes in the expressions of the Qiang soldiers, Yang Yan continued loudly: "From the day I was born, my father told me that we are all slaves of the powerful, born to serve those powerful people."
At that time, I never doubted my father's words.
Later, my father died in battle. The compensation given by the Han Dynasty was not only swallowed up by the powerful people, but even my family's cattle and sheep were taken away. At that time, I thought, even if I was born a slave, the powerful people should at least let me live.
The result was that they never even considered leaving me a way out, because they felt that with only my son and me left, I was of no use to them whatsoever!
Upon hearing this, the Qiang soldiers exchanged glances, seemingly recalling some unpleasant events.
"Later, I encountered the Han army. They not only gave my mother and me food, but also took us to the Han Dynasty, gave us pastures and cattle and sheep, and enabled us to live a good life."
The gentlemen in the Han army told me that no one is born a slave. In the past, we were all deceived by those powerful people, and we used our sweat and blood to satisfy their selfish desires.
They enjoy wealth and honor for generations, while our descendants are enslaved generation after generation. This is simply unreasonable!
Therefore, I joined the Han army to rescue those who have been deceived, so that more of my compatriots can live normal lives and that future generations will not have to bear the name of slaves!
Of course, that includes you all!!
At the end, Yang Yan paused and looked at the group of Qiang soldiers in the village.
"Brothers, listen to my advice: abandon darkness and embrace the light, and stop working for those wicked people!"
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