Wang Dejun's expression changed drastically, his eyes revealing fear and unease, his lips trembling slightly as if he were muttering to himself.
Turning to look at the soldiers harvesting their harvest at the city gate, they found that the city gate had been closed, their intentions all too clear: to let Wang Dejun fend for himself.
A major battle was about to break out, and Chen Zhennan and Yan Shiyu retreated slightly.
"General, what should we do?"
Chen Zhennan took a deep breath and was about to speak when forty or fifty men in black pounced on Wang Dejun like a pack of wolves.
Behind Wang Dejun was the tightly closed city gate, with no way to retreat. He suddenly drew his curved sword from his waist and led a dozen or so brothers to meet them.
Amidst the flashing blades, Wang Dejun's face was ignited with the passion of battle. However, the disparity in numbers was too great, and the enemy surged in like a tide. Although Wang Dejun had the momentum, he could not withstand it.
"Wang Dejun cannot die, let's go!"
Chen Zhennan hurriedly drew his long sword from his waist and, along with Yan Shiyu, joined the battle.
Although Wang Dejun did not know Chen Zhennan, seeing that someone was helping him, he worked even harder.
Chen Zhennan and Yan Shiyu are too strong in combat, especially Yan Shiyu, whose strength is even greater than Chen Zhennan's. He took down more than ten people by himself.
The group of men in black was reduced to only a dozen or so. Seeing the situation was dire, they all fled.
After the battle, only three of Wang Dejun's more than ten brothers remained, and all of them were injured to varying degrees.
The bloody scene of the battle was shocking; corpses lay scattered on the ground, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.
After the battle ended, Wang Dejun threw away his dulled scimitar, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply to Chen Zhennan.
"Thank you for your chivalrous help, brother. May I ask your name?"
Chen Zhennan sheathed his sword and smiled slightly: "Brother, you don't need to be so polite. I was just helping out when I saw injustice. My name is Chen Zijun. These people were masked in broad daylight, so they must have a guilty conscience, which is why I helped them."
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