Just when Wan Yanliang was about to stab him with a spear, Chen Yue suddenly twisted his waist and made a big circle with his body on the horse's back. After waiting for the horses to pass by, he took out the Beiliang Dao from his waist and slashed it with one blow.

On Wan Yanliang's thigh.

"Hiss~"

Wanyanliang suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his thigh, but Wanyanliang, who was extremely skilled in kung fu immediately, ignored the pain and turned around and stabbed Chenyue with a carbine.

A cold light flashed, and Chen Yue turned his body with quick eyes and hands. The tip of the spear that was intended to pierce Chen Yue's back instead hit his shoulder, drawing a large bloody hole.

"Damn it." Chen Yue cursed angrily, tore off the black strip of cloth on his cloak with his backhand and tied it to the wound. He was sweating coldly from the severe pain on his head.

"Come again!" Chenyue shouted and charged forward with his spear. Wanyan Liang also rushed over without fear.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The injured Chen Yue became more and more courageous as he fought, while Wan Yanliang's arm was already numb from the shock.

Wan Yanliang's eyes were extremely surprised. He didn't expect that this young man's skills on horseback were not any weaker than his own.

"drink!"

Chen Yue finally launched the most powerful attack, and the spear fell in the air. Wan Yanliang, who was slightly anxious, quickly raised his spear to block.

"Crack!"

Under Wan Yanliang's horrified gaze, the spear in his hand suddenly broke, and the falling spear tip scratched his cheek. The Liaodong Army Marshal was just a little bit blood-spattered on the spot.

"thump!"

Wanyan Liang, who was on horseback, quickly turned his body to avoid the blow, but Chenyue's spear tip did not stop and stabbed the horse's back with a spear. Wanyanliang sat down and the horse whined and then bent its hoofs.

Wan Yanliang was knocked over by a slight instability.

"General!"

The Jin soldiers who were close all cried out in surprise, wanting to escape and help their commander, but they were held back by the Beiliang army.

"ah!"

Chen Yue tightened the reins, and the horse's hooves leaped high, intending to trample the Northern Jin royal to death.

Wan Yanliang, who was lying on the ground, rolled a few times in a hurry, narrowly avoiding the spear, and then stood up like a carp.

Wan Yanliang's body was covered with blood and dust, and his gray-headed and disgraced appearance was nowhere to be seen as the Liaodong coach's previously stable posture.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Wan Yanliang could only rely on the sword in his waist to resist the spear in Chen Yue's hand. Wan Yan Liang, who was walking in a hurry and panic, gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The force of the spear combined with the force of the horse made Wan Yanliang retreat step by step, his steps stumbling.

Finally, at that moment, Chen Yue waved his arm suddenly, and the spear came out of his hand, flying towards Wan Yanliang with unstoppable momentum.

"drink!"

Wan Yanliang retreated again and again. He no longer wanted to retreat anymore. He waved the scimitar in his hand to take the fatal blow.

"when!"

Although he blocked it, the huge force still knocked the scimitar from Wan Yanliang's hand.

"Die!"

A figure jumped up from the horse's head above Wan Yanliang's head, and the Beiliang blade swung in front of Wan Yanliang in the blink of an eye.

"Stab it!"

"Ah~"

Wan Yanliang's shrill scream suddenly sounded, and the left side of his chest was cut open from top to bottom by the blade. If the armor on his body hadn't blocked most of the force, the Liaodong coach would have been killed.

Cut into two pieces.

"General!"

Finally, one after another, golden soldiers broke away from the battle circle and swarmed up to protect Wan Yanliang. They looked at the ferocious-looking Chen Yue with great vigilance, but did not dare to move at all.

Wan Yanliang, who was covered in blood, pointed at Chen Yue crazily and shouted: "Kill him, kill him for me!"

After saying this, Wan Yanliang's consciousness became blurred, and he soon passed out.

"General! General!" the soldiers beside him roared crazily.

Chenyue looked at the figure in front of him and knew that he had no chance to go and Wanyan Liang was the result. Without hesitation, he got on his horse and went straight to the Wanyan handsome flag beside him.

"Drink! Click!"

Chen Yue swung out his sword, and the soldier holding the Wanyan Commandery Flag high was killed with one blow, and then the Northern Jinhuang Flag also fell to the ground helplessly.

The leader of Wan Yanliang's personal soldiers glanced at the flag that fell to the ground, then looked at Wan Yanliang who was only half-breathing in his arms, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Follow me to escort the general away!"

"promise!"

A large number of golden soldiers left the circle and protected Wan Yanliang from the battlefield. If he didn't leave, Wan Yan Liang would really die.

Chen Yue's face was also stained with blood, and he was breathing heavily. The knife wound on his shoulder was still bleeding out, but Chen Yue's expression was much happier at this moment.

"Master Marquis, are you okay?" Ben Hu appeared next to Chen Yue with a spear in hand. He glanced at the wound with fear, his eyes full of anxiety.

"I'm fine!" Chenyue shook his head with a cold face, pointed to the Northern Golden Emperor's flag on the ground and said, "Take it to various battlefields and show the golden dogs that their handsome flag is in our hands!"

"promise!"

Without hesitation, Ben Hu raised the handsome flag on the ground and ran away.

When Wan Yanliang's handsome flag appeared in the hands of the Beiliang Army, the Jin soldiers who had been slightly at a disadvantage suddenly fell into panic.

"Look, isn't that the flag of General Wanyan? Why is it in the hands of the Beiliang Army?"

"I heard that General Wanyan died in battle?"

"How can it be?"

"Someone saw General Wanyan's fall with his own eyes. It cannot be faked."

…

The news of Wan Yanliang's death in battle spread among the Jin soldiers like it had wings. Even some of the leading generals did not know what had happened and seemed hesitant to command the soldiers.

On the other hand, the morale of the Northern Liang army was boosted, and everyone fought bravely to kill the Jin soldiers in front of them.

After a fierce battle all night, the armies of both sides were exhausted, but at this time the Jin soldiers finally showed their defeat. First, the Daliang Dragon Cavalry killed three Jin soldiers and defeated the enemy. Then they were defeated in every place, which lasted for about two months.

On the vast front of ten miles, the Jin soldiers fell into a complete rout.

Wanyanbi on the top of the mountain stared blankly at the scene down the mountain, falling into madness: "Impossible! How is it possible!"

A personal attendant next to him had just reported to him the news of Wan Yanliang's death in battle. Although he did not know whether it was true or not, he saw with his own eyes that the Beijin Emperor's Banner fell into the hands of the Beiliang Army.

Wanyan Bi did not believe that Wanyan Liang died in battle, but how to explain the situation at the foot of the mountain where the army was defeated like a mountain?

"General! That's the end of the matter. Let's withdraw our troops and return to the camp. Our army's strength is still there!" A close aide beside him said anxiously.

After all, he was the son of Prince Long. Wanyanbi took a few deep breaths and calmed down. He suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and said, "Withdraw the troops! Hold on to the camp!"

"promise!"

"I'm not defeated yet! Chenyue, let's wait and see!" Wanyanbi looked at the battlefield down the mountain and waved his fist fiercely.
Chapter completed!