Late Ming Dynasty: From the Defeated Soldiers at Daling River to Ascending the Throne

Perhaps it was a cruel joke of fate on Wang Jie, for when Orosechen threw his spear, he and Chen Feng were exactly in a straight line.

The spear flew over Chen Feng's head, through the villagers who followed Chen Feng and Zhao Sheng, and pierced through Wang Jie's back.

Wang Jie looked down at his chest, opened his mouth, and blood and foam gushed out.

His knees buckled and he knelt on the ground, then fell forward, burying his face in the dirt.

His remaining trusted spies surrounded him, their eyes filled with terror.

At this moment, Chen Feng only had eyes for Oro Saichen, who was a dozen steps away, and did not notice what was happening behind him.

Ten steps, eight steps, five steps!

Oroseson had switched the mace back to his right hand, and was holding the dagger in his left hand, with his arms slightly outstretched, striking a strange pose.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Feng, on this prey who had walked right into his trap.

He had suffered from Nikan's joint locks before; if this man suddenly got into his arms, his arm could be crippled.

This time, I won't give him another chance.

Chen Feng leaped into the air five steps away.

Orosechen's pupils contracted, he raised his mace to block, and his left hand held his sword ready to strike.

As long as Chen Feng strikes, he can cut a person in two in mid-air.

But Chen Feng did not draw his knife as Oroisechen had expected. Instead, he pulled out a short, one-handed pistol from behind him.

This was taken from Sun Ergou by Chen Feng when he turned around; it was already loaded with gunpowder.

With the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at Orrosson's chest, Chen Feng pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" Smoke billowed.

Oroseson felt as if he had been struck in the chest by a galloping warhorse, and he fell backward, his back slamming heavily to the ground.

A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Feng wanted to spin in mid-air and deliver a finishing kick, but his body wouldn't obey him, and he ran out of strength halfway through the twist.

He could only fall to the ground in a sorry state, and barely managed to stand up by leaning on his knife.

As the smoke cleared, he saw Orosechen lying on the ground, his breastplate dented and his armor plate cracked, but the bullet hadn't penetrated it.

Blood was flowing from the corner of Oroseson's mouth, but his eyes were still open, staring intently at him.

Damn! He's still not dead!

Chen Feng cursed inwardly.

The two remaining Bayara soldiers tried to rush over to help, but were blocked by Zhao Sheng and Meng Changgeng. The sounds of clashing swords and shouts of battle filled the air.

The injured Bayala struggled to his feet, but before he could take a step, he was tackled to the ground by villagers who had rushed up from behind.

With swords slashing and spears thrusting, Naba Yala struggled, wildly swinging his sword and injuring two people, but he gradually lost consciousness.

Oroisechen scrambled to his feet, wiping the blood from his mouth. "Liang Siye! I'll kill you!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he brandished his mace and dagger in a frenzied manner as he lunged at Chen Feng like a madman.

Chen Feng dared not take the attack head-on and could only dodge.

The bud brushed past his shoulder and slashed his clothes.

Oroseson was like a wounded wild beast, each strike carrying a deadly ferocity.

As Chen Feng dodged and weaved, he noticed that his opponent's movements were slowing down.

Perhaps due to exhaustion, or perhaps the musket fire had damaged his internal organs, his movements did indeed slow down.

Suddenly, after swinging his mace, Oroseson paused for a moment.

flaw!

Chen Feng didn't let the opportunity pass and pounced on them.

But as soon as he made a move, a sinister smile appeared on the lips of Orošechen in his field of vision.

Oh no! It's a trap!

An idea flashed through his mind.

Oroseson threw away his weapons and, with a gust of wind, grabbed Chen Feng's shoulders—a technique used in the Buku arena.

Before Chen Feng could react, Erosson tripped him by sticking one foot between his legs, causing Chen Feng to lose his balance and fall heavily to the ground.

Chen Feng felt a tightness in his chest, and before he could catch his breath, Oroisechen's foot had already stepped down.

He rolled away to avoid it, but Oroseson pounced on him again, his massive body crashing down on him.

Chen Feng felt the air being squeezed out of his chest, his vision went black, and he almost fainted.

But the suffocating feeling in his throat pulled him back; Oroseson's hand was gripping his neck.

The five fingers are like iron hooks, tightening more and more.

Chen Feng's face flushed red instantly, his eyes bulged, and he flailed his arms and legs wildly, but he couldn't break free no matter what he did.

Gradually, my hands and feet began to feel weak, and my vision became blurry.

Just then, a gunshot rang out in the distance.

Seeing his commander being suppressed on the hillside, Sun Ergou picked up his musket and fired a shot at Oro Saichen.

Oroseson felt a jolt in his back. The bullet hit his back armor but didn't penetrate it. The impact hurt him, and his grip loosened for a moment.

Seizing the moment, Chen Feng grabbed a handful of dirt with his right hand and smeared it hard on Oroseson's face.

"Ah!" Erosson's eyes were blinded, and he instinctively stepped back and rubbed his eyes.

Chen Feng struggled free from under him, scrambling and rolling as he picked up the fallen knife from the ground.

He cleaved the blade down on Oroseson's head.

But the knife went astray and struck Oroseson's left shoulder.

The shoulder armor split open, and the blade embedded itself in the bone.

A "crack" sound came from Orošeš's shoulder as his bones broke, and blood gushed out from the gaps in his shoulder armor, flowing down his arm.

Oroisechen screamed and kicked out with his right foot, sending Chen Feng flying.

Chen Feng fell to the ground, the knife slipped from his hand, and he tasted something sweet in his mouth before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He pushed himself up, his vision blurred, but his eyes were fixed on Oroseson.

Oroseson's left arm hung limply, unable to be raised again.

With sand still in his eyes, he could only squint to check the injury on his left shoulder. He glanced at his personal guards, who were strangling the last man.

For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.

Chen Feng got up from the ground and grabbed a handful of dirt.

He noticed that the blood flowing from Oroseson's right ear hole had congealed into a dark red scab.

The previous explosion appeared to have deafened his right ear.

Half of his left ear was shot off; the wound has scabbed over, and his hearing is probably impaired as well.

This person is now deaf and injured, practically half dead.

Chen Feng gripped the soil in his hand and slowly walked forward.

Oroseson took a step back.

Chen Feng continued walking forward.

Oroseson took another step back, then turned and tried to run away.

Chen Feng rushed forward and threw a handful of dirt at him.

Orošeš raised his hand to cover his face and threw a punch blindly.

Chen Feng had already dodged to his left, avoiding the right fist, and locked the drooping, useless arm in his hand.

Chen Feng exerted force with both hands.

"Click."

Oroseson's screams changed; his left arm was completely useless, hanging limply at his sides.

His right fist came flying, and Chen Feng caught it. He turned his body, dragged the right arm under Erossen's armpit with both hands, and twisted it in the opposite direction using his weight and momentum.

"Click."

Another crisp sound.

Oroseson knelt on both knees, his arms hanging limply at his sides like two broken tree branches.

Chen Feng circled around from behind him and put his arm around his throat.

Orosechen was still struggling, mumbling incoherently, "Liang...Siye...Liang...kill...kill!!"

Chen Feng leaned close to his ear, breathing heavily, and said, word by word, "My name isn't Liang Siye..."

With a powerful thrust of both hands, he shouted, "My name is Chen Feng!"

Oroseson's body twitched twice, then went limp.