Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 164 Not Abnormal, Not Noble
When Yun Ce saw the Japanese commander of a thousand men, the tall commander of a thousand men also saw Yun Ce at the same time.

He slowly released He Qingfang, whose neck he had been gripping, and raised a simple and ancient-looking battle sword, pointing it straight at Yun Ce.

Even though Yun Ce really hated the Japanese, he had to admit that this Japanese guy was damn handsome. In terms of appearance, he was even more handsome than him, a fully evolved Han Chinese.

If one had to use literary language to describe this guy, Yun Ce felt that beautiful words like "eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like bright stars, nose like a hanging gall bladder, mouth like painted cinnabar, posture like a pine tree" could all be used to describe him.

Even if this guy might have been hit by a bomb, his clothes are a bit tattered, and his hair is a bit messy, the fact that he abandoned He Qingfang without killing her shows that he truly deserves the title of a fine young man.

"I want him, I want him! You have to help me catch him! I want to enter his body, I want to merge with his blood! If you don't help me, I'll explode!"

Yun Ce was still sighing when Gouzi started rambling nonsense.

Yun Ce placed the kettle on the rock, waved his hand, and the crowd surrounding the beautiful Japanese woman immediately dispersed. They also dragged away several of their companions who had been beaten into immobility.

"Yun Ce of the Yun Clan of Lantian is here in person. May I ask how you should address me, young master?"

As the crowd retreated, the beautiful Japanese woman became even more cautious, raising her sword to protect herself and saying, "Yu Zhu of the Yu Clan of Tu Luo Mountain, Gui Fang."

Yun Ce dragged his horse spear step by step closer, saying as he walked, "Oh, Yu Zhu? I met a woman named Yu Heng in Chang'an. She was truly incomparably beautiful, and she and you were like twin peaks."

Yu Zhu's face showed a clear hint of surprise, and she said, "If you are talking about Yu Heng, the imperial concubine of the Great Han Dynasty, then she should be my aunt."

As Yun Ce drew closer, he exclaimed, "I never imagined that Tu Luo Mountain would produce so many talented people. Just one of them is so outstanding. It's truly enviable."

"Yun Ce, do you dare to fight me?"

Yun Ce smiled and waved his hand, saying, "War is inevitable, but don't say things like 'I'll let you go if you win.' My men are all dead Japanese, not living ones. Even if you're good-looking, I'll at most avoid killing you in the face, so as not to betray the favor of heaven."

Yu Zhu angrily retorted, "You can't be considered a hero."

Yun Ce laughed loudly, "You didn't participate in the battle earlier, probably because you were stunned by the bomb. When you woke up, you found that your situation was hopeless. After joining the battle, you could have killed many of my subordinates, but you held back at every turn. Wasn't that because you wanted to fight me to the death and then take the opportunity to run away?"

Kid, I'll teach you a lesson today. You're on the battlefield now, not in the political arena. The battlefield is a place where it's a matter of life and death, while politics is about concessions and compromises.

So, kid, you're dead meat.

Before Yun Ce could finish speaking, the lance in his hand had already fallen towards Yu Zhu's head. The sharp blade slashed through the air with a shriek. If it hit, Yu Zhu would be torn to pieces.

Yu Zhu's thoughts were exposed by Yun Ce, and for a moment she was too ashamed to sheath her sword. In her rage, she raised her sword to parry the lance. With a clang, Yun Ce's lance was bounced back, and Yu Zhu also staggered back three steps. Yun Ce laughed loudly, and the lance transformed into a poisonous dragon, stabbing towards Yu Zhu's chest.

Yu Zhu lowered his stance, sat on his horse, exhaled, and slashed at the horse spear with his sword. Seeing the spear being split open, he took several steps forward and thrust his long sword toward Yun Ce's heart.

With the dog around, Yun Ce ignored everything, swung his lance around his body, and thrust it out from under his waist and ribs, aiming straight for Yu Zhu's throat.

Faced with such a desperate fighting style, Qin Shu, He Qingfang, and the others watching couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

Yu Zhu did not want to die with Yun Ce, so she had to draw her sword and slash the horse spear. Taking advantage of the situation, Yun Ce turned around and swung his left arm heavily at Yu Zhu's face.

Yu Zhu quickly retreated to avoid Yun Ce's sweeping arm, but unexpectedly felt a mosquito bite on her neck. She retreated again, rubbed her neck, and found nothing wrong. Seeing Yun Ce approaching again, her anger flared up again, and she stopped retreating and started fighting with Yun Ce.

Yun Ce was full of momentum, and his lance occasionally kicked up mud and sand, making the battlefield a mess and difficult to see. Just when everyone was worried about the safety of their commander, Gouzi was churning in Yun Ce's mind.

"Great, great, so pure, all good energy! Yun Ce, push him a little harder, get him to start using energy. You can't fight like this relying on physical strength, it's too low-level. How long am I supposed to keep drawing energy?"

"When the hell did I become an energy fighter?"

"Or, you could show me your dragon claws,"

"Get lost!" Yun Ce's words were like thunder, his horse spear striking Yu Zhu's longsword heavily, sending Yu Zhu staggering back seven or eight steps. Enraged, Yu Zhu leaped up from the ground, his longsword slashing down like a bolt of lightning. Yun Ce parried with his horse spear, but he was caught off guard by a cold glint flashing on the blade, which effortlessly cleaved the horse spear in two. If Yun Ce hadn't retreated quickly, he might have been torn to pieces with a single blow.

Yun Ce took a few steps back, dropped the broken lance in his hand, drew the saber hanging under his ribs, held it up in front of his eyes, and looked at the heavily panting Yu Zhu, saying: "Please taste the Yun Clan's Chaotic Wind-Slashing Saber Technique."

Yu Zhu looked at Yun Ce in horror. He had used almost all his strength in that last strike, but the force suddenly disappeared after he broke the lance.

It was as if something had suddenly sucked away all his inner energy.

Before he could think any further, Yun Ce's chaotic wind-slashing blade technique had already arrived...

The so-called "chaotic wind slash" is actually just random slashing up and down, left and right, front and back. As long as the speed is fast enough, and the order of the strikes is disrupted, occasionally adding a horizontal slash or a downward slash, it becomes a set of sword techniques that appears fierce and unparalleled to outsiders, and effortlessly skillful to experts. Yu Zhu, who had been immersed in sword techniques since childhood, was actually being slashed by Yun Ce's chaotic wind slash, and could only parry left and right, unable to even think of attacking.

Qin Shu saw the flying dust and stones from the battle between the two men. Although he couldn't understand the situation, he saw his general attacking fiercely, and the guy named Yu Zhu was being slashed and forced to retreat, seemingly about to be defeated.

Unable to contain himself, he shouted, "General, you are mighty!"

In an instant, the general's majestic voice echoed throughout the valley.

The dog was churning inside Yun Ce's mind, barking loudly as it did so.

"That's it, that's it. Force him to use his inner energy, don't give him time to catch his breath. Do it a few more times, he's almost out of strength. I'm going to drain him dry today."

Yu Zhu was forced back by the blows. When his back slammed into the stone wall, Yu Zhu steeled his heart and stopped blocking Yun Ce's saber. Instead, with a one-for-one mentality, he swung his saber at Yun Ce's left arm. With a crack, the armor on Yun Ce's left arm was cut off. The blade landed on Yun Ce's arm, but was blocked by a layer of blue scales.

Taking advantage of Yu Zhu's surprise, Yun Ce chopped off Yu Zhu's left arm with a single stroke.

"Ah—" Yu Zhu screamed in pain, wanting to swing her sword to continue chasing and slashing Yun Ce, but found that her legs were so weak that she could not take a step. Her knees buckled and she knelt down at Yun Ce's feet.

The dog sighed in Yun Ce's mind, "It was almost full..."

The crowd rushed forward and tied the severed arm of Yuzhu tightly, not even bothering to glance at the severed arm lying on the ground.

Of course, Yu Zhu was looking at his severed arm. He really wanted to take the severed arm away, but unfortunately, he didn't have a single bit of strength left in his body.

"General, shouldn't we kill this Japanese devil?" Qin Shu asked Yun Ce after arranging the cleanup of the battlefield.

Yun Ce glanced at He Qingfang, who looked reluctant, and said to Qin Shu, "You don't even want to kill your woman, yet you're in such a hurry to kill her?"

He Qingfang's dark face turned purple again, and she gritted her teeth and said, "He deserves to die."

Yun Ce grabbed the kettle, took a sip of water, and said, "Kill him my ass. This guy from Tu Luo Mountain is undoubtedly a high-ranking nobleman from the Gui Fang side. Moreover, as you have heard, his aunt, Yu Heng, is a concubine of our Han emperor. If we keep someone like that around, the Japanese will definitely come after us like crazy."

Instead of scouring the mountains and fields for Japanese soldiers, let them come to us. This way, we can plan the battlefield in advance and turn the tables.

"Please advise us on our next steps, General."

Yun Ce glanced at the coal mine that was still smoking not far away and said softly, "Ghost King Mountain is quite good. This place cannot accommodate a large army, and no one dares to send a large army to Ghost King Mountain."

We'll just stay here and wait for the Japanese to send someone to rescue their Prince Yu.

Qin Shu asked in confusion, "Is this guy a prince?"

Yun Ce said leisurely, "If his aunt can marry the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, then he must be a prince."

Qin Shu nodded knowingly.

"So, this message is meant for our own people, especially those at Iron Enclosure Pass?"

Yun Ce laughed and said, "It's been a very long time since I've heard of any decent achievements from Tiewei Pass reaching the rear."

Qin Shu frowned and said, "The Japanese devils all deserve to be killed."

Yun Ce nodded and said, "Just as I thought. The head can be given to Tiewei Pass, but I still need to use his men today."

He Qingfang's eyes widened in shock as she stared at Yun Ce, speechless for a moment, before the composed Qin Shu dragged her away.

"Did you hear what he said?" He Qingfang asked Qin Shu as soon as they left.

"I heard that. What's so great about it? It's just homosexuality, a common little game among nobles. Who told that Japanese soldier to look like that? After the battle, the general's blood was surging, so it's not strange that he had this kind of need."

I heard that General Tiger didn't even spare cows back then. Alright, alright, let's not worry about such trivial matters. Let's quickly inventory the spoils and rebuild our defenses; the battle is about to begin."

"No, Yun Ce could clearly be a great hero..."

"Don't forget, he is still a nobleman. Although he is now from a humble background, his noble nature will not change."

(End of this chapter)