Do you have the strength to force me to join the Liangshan bandits?

Chapter 645 Wu Song: The Pain Will Stop Soon [3rd Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets and Recommendations]

"Your Majesty need not worry!"

Guan Shiyan was already somewhat flustered, but he still tried to remain calm and reassure Yang Yao:

"Marshal Yan possesses the courage of ten thousand men!"
"As long as he kills Lu Zhishen first, the Qi army will fall apart and collapse without a fight!"

"Drink—"

Lu Zhishen, enraged, swung his 108-pound crescent shovel and slammed it hard onto Yan Bixian's horse's rump!

With a "thud," Yan Bixian's horse's rump was smashed into a bloody mess!
"Xilulu——"

The horse let out a mournful cry and collapsed to the ground. Yan Bixian tumbled off the horse, and then heard a whooshing sound behind his head!
Yan Bixian's hair stood on end, and without thinking, he lunged forward!
"laugh!"

The sharp ends of the crescent moon pierced into the ground, locking Yan Bixian's neck firmly to the ground!

If Yan Bixian makes even the slightest movement, he'll have to test the sharpness of Crescent Moon with the back of his neck!

Yan Bixian was so frightened that he dared not move an inch and could only let the Luohan Camp tie him up.

"Ah this..."

Guan Shiyan, standing atop the mountain wall, had a direct view of this scene and was utterly dumbfounded.

Yang Yao turned to look at Guan Shiyan, both surprised and furious. Guan Shiyan was speechless, and Shen Tiejian quickly stepped in to help:

"Your Majesty need not worry!"
"We're standing on high ground; the cliff face is straight up and down as if cut by a knife. They can't get up here!"

Yang Yao thought about it and agreed. No matter what, his life wouldn't be in danger.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard deafening shouts of killing coming from behind him!
What the hell?

Yang Yao could hardly believe his ears. He turned around abruptly and saw that the entire mountainside was filled with Qi troops!

Moreover, these Qi soldiers were different from others; their armor was flashy, resembling tiger skin, and they carried double swords!

The leading general, clad in tiger-skin armor and wielding two swords, roared down like a tiger climbing a mountain.

"I have dual swords—"

The Qi soldiers behind him, wielding double swords, shouted in unison:

"The world is in my hands—"

These Qi soldiers traversed mountains and valleys as if walking on flat ground, rushing up the hill where Yang Yao was in a gust of wind!
"Your Majesty need not worry!"

Guan Shiyan hurriedly said, "Here are my subordinate and General Shen, twenty mountain guards, and two thousand mountain warriors!"
"As long as we have a breath left, we will ensure that Your Majesty is unharmed!"

Please, just shut up!
Yang Yao dared not listen to them anymore, but since things had come to this, he could only place his hopes on them.

Yang Yao forced a smile and said, "Good, I'll be waiting for your triumphant return to celebrate your victory!"

"General Shen, let's go!"

Guan Shiyan and Shen Tiejian immediately led two thousand mountain guards to attack the Tiger Skin Qi army.

They realized that the general at the head, who was as fierce as a tiger climbing a mountain, was the soul of the Tiger Skin Qi Army.

"Brother, to catch the thief, first catch the king!"

Guan Shiyan reminded Shen Tiejian: "Let's work together to take down that bastard first!"

Shen Tiejian: "Okay!"

"kill--"

Guan Shiyan charged toward the fierce tiger general, using the momentum to deliver a powerful thrust!
The fierce tiger general calmly sliced ​​Guan Shiyan's spear with his left-hand sword, and then slashed with his right-hand sword!
"Pfft!"

With a single stroke, he severed Guan Shiyan's head!
"elder brother--"

Shen Tiejian was both shocked and furious, and he demanded sharply:

"Who are you, daring to kill my brother?"

The fierce tiger general laughed loudly and charged towards him: "I am the 'Heaven-Shaking Lion' Wu Song!"

"It's you?"

Shen Tiejian had naturally heard of the name of Wu Song, the tiger-slaying hero.

Originally, Shen Tiejian was willing to avenge Guan Shiyan, but after learning that it was Wu Song in person, he turned around and ran without hesitation!
However, before he could run more than a few steps, his body suddenly stiffened, he stopped, and his mouth opened involuntarily! A blood-soaked blade pierced through his mouth, leaving him dead with his eyes wide open and his mouth agape...

Wu Song caught up with him in a long stride, grabbed the knife handle with his right hand, and kicked him in the butt!

"Pfft!"

Shen Tiejian fell straight to the ground. Wu Song drew his knife and flicked it, sending a string of blood droplets flying.

Sensing someone was watching him, Wu Song looked up and saw that it was Yang Yao.

Wu Song grinned, raised his snowflake-patterned iron ring-handled knife, and pointed the blade at Yang Yao:
wait for me!

"hiss--"

Yang Yao couldn't help but gasp, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, chilling him from the top of his head all the way to the root of his tail!

I involuntarily took a step back, but unexpectedly slipped and fell!

"Ahhh-"

Yang Yao hurriedly grabbed the protruding rock with both hands, but he was hanging on the cliff face!

"Quickly, bring the king ashore!"

The twenty guards beside him hurriedly tried to pull Yang Yao away.

As a result, Wu Song charged forward with unstoppable momentum, killing one enemy after another with a single blow, slaughtering them indiscriminately!

In the blink of an eye, twenty mountain guards lay sprawled in pools of blood...

Wu Song walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down at Yang Yao, who was hanging on the rock face and swaying in the wind:

"Want to come up?"

Yang Yao said tremblingly, "I want to..."

"Choke!"

Wu Song sheathed his left-hand knife, grabbed Yang Yao's hair bun, and pulled it upwards with force!
"Hiss! It hurts!"

Yang Yao felt as if Wu Song was tearing his scalp off; he was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face. Wu Song chuckled.
"The pain will stop soon."

"Shh-"

With a flash of light, Yang Yao's scalp stopped hurting.

Holding Yang Yao's bloodied head in his left hand, Wu Song stood on the edge of the cliff, pointing his knife in a circle:
"Yang Yao is dead. Why don't you surrender now?"

His shout was like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, making the canyon resound!
Everyone instinctively looked up, and when they saw Wu Song standing proudly on the cliff face, holding Yang Yao's head like a god descended from heaven, everyone gasped in unison.
The general is truly a celestial being!
Sure enough, upon learning of Yang Yao's death, the bandits' morale collapsed instantly!

Some fled, some surrendered, and they could no longer mount any effective resistance!

Lu Zhishen smiled and waved to Wu Song.

"Seventh Brother, you've come at just the right time!"

Wu Song waved his hand, "Third Brother—be careful—"

Be careful about what?
Lu Zhishen was taken aback, but then sensed the danger and without thinking, he swept the enemy away with his crescent shovel!
"call--"

With a single sweep of the 108-pound crescent shovel, it seemed capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, indestructible and unstoppable!

"when--"

With a clang of metal, the crescent shovel struck the tip of the iron spear thrusting from behind with perfect accuracy!
The iron spear was opened, and the man spun around, thrusting the spear at Lu Zhishen from behind!
Good marksmanship!
Lu Zhishen dodged the disguised "return attack" and shouted:

"Who are you?"

"Little Tyrant" Yang Fan!

That man was Yang Yao's second brother, who had originally led his troops behind the fire ox formation.

After being charged by the Fire Ox Formation, he finally managed to break through, only to find Yang Yao dead...

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