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Chapter 2289 Slaying the Khan!
"Kill him!"
Helian Hui roared, and several of his most valiant wolf guard captains immediately rode forward to try to intercept Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu, however, did not engage with them for long. His silver spear danced like a rain of pear blossoms, creating a series of spear shadows. He would thrust and parry, his moves exquisite and ruthless.
He managed to deflect several scimitars in quick succession, relying on his superb martial arts skills and the swiftness of his warhorse, all within the confined space.
The spear tip, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, instantly struck the throats of two centurions, knocking them off their horses!
Their momentum remained undiminished, heading straight for Helian Hui!
When Helian Hui saw that even his personal guards could not stop him for a moment, he was also alarmed, knowing that he had encountered a formidable enemy.
But he was, after all, a ruthless warlord who had lived on the grasslands for many years, and his ferocity was fully unleashed, which instead aroused his desire to fight to the death.
"Get out of my way! Let me, the Khan, kill him myself!"
He roared, swung his sword to clear away the guards around him, spurred his warhorse, and headed straight for Zhao Yu!
Two horses crossed paths, swords and spears drawn!
"when!"
With a deafening roar, the scimitar and the silver spear collided violently, exploding into a trail of blinding sparks!
Helian Hui possessed astonishing strength, and his strike was powerful and heavy, causing Zhao Yu's arm to go slightly numb.
However, Zhao Yu's spear technique was passed down from a master, and he was most skilled at using skill to overcome force. With a tremor, he dissipated most of the force, and then the spear tip, like a nimble snake, darted upwards along the blade shaft, aiming straight for Helian Hui's face!
Helian Hui was horrified and hurriedly leaned back to dodge, while simultaneously slashing Zhao Yu's waist with his backhand.
Zhao Yu seemed to have anticipated this, and with a quick squeeze of his legs, the Jade Lion leaped half a step to the side, narrowly avoiding the blade.
Immediately, the silver spear was withdrawn as if it were a leech, and then thrust again, this time aimed at the gap in Helian Hui's ribs exposed when he dodged!
The two men, amidst the chaos of battle, spun around on horseback, exchanging blows with swords and spears, and exchanged more than ten rounds in an instant.
Helian Hui's swordsmanship was bold and unrestrained, full of the wildness and power of the grasslands. Each strike was accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, as if he wanted to cleave Zhao Yu and his horse in two.
Zhao Yu's spear technique was agile and swift, combining strength and skill. Each cold star aimed at Helian Hui's vital points, often neutralizing Helian Hui's fierce attacks and launching a sharp counterattack at the last second.
The guards of both sides were also fighting each other, but they all involuntarily gave up a small space for the two commanders to fight to the death.
The shouts and the clash of weapons seemed to fade into the distance, and all attention was focused on the two duelists.
Helian Hui grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.
He was confident in his strength and courage, and had never met his match on the grasslands. He never expected that this young Chu general would not only have superb spear skills, but also be just as strong as him.
Moreover, the warhorse was magnificent and possessed an unstoppable, fierce aura that seemed determined to leave him behind.
With the battle dragging on and the opportunity to break through rapidly slipping away, he grew impatient, and his swordsmanship inevitably became slightly disordered.
Zhao Yu, however, grew stronger with each battle.
The frustration of the pursuit at Changting Slope, the hatred of the bloody battle with his comrades, and the responsibility entrusted to him by His Majesty all transformed into the power of the silver spear in his hand.
He spotted an opening; Helian Hui's strike missed, his force slightly waning, his defense a little slow—
"Go!"
Zhao Yu let out a clear shout, his voice like a dragon's roar!
He poured all his strength into his arms, his dantian surged with energy, and the silver spear in his hand transformed into a stunning silver lightning bolt. It was no longer a feint or skillful move, but a straight thrust that concentrated all his essence, energy, and spirit!
The spear shot out like a dragon, faster than the eye could perceive, with an unwavering determination, piercing through Helian Hui's hasty defensive blade and precisely stabbing into the seam of his chest armor!
"Pfft!"
The sharp spear tip pierced through the armor and went all the way to the hilt!
The immense impact caused Helian Hui's burly body to lean backward.
"Ugh—!"
Helian Hui let out a roar of disbelief, a mixture of excruciating pain and despair.
He looked down at the silver spear embedded in his chest, then looked up at Zhao Yu's cold, sharp eyes, as if he saw the end of his ambition and the collapse of the grassland king's banner.
Zhao Yu twisted his wrist and suddenly drew his gun.
A spurt of blood shot out from Helian Hui's chest as the spear tip was pulled out, drawing a tragic arc in the morning light.
The curved sword in Helian Hui's hand clattered to the ground. He reached out in vain, trying to grab something, but in the end, he only swayed weakly.
Its massive body, like a felled tree, crashed to the ground with a deafening roar, falling heavily onto the cold, blood-stained earth and kicking up a cloud of dust.
The eyes of that once ambitious, greedy, and fierce steppe warlord quickly lost their luster.
His eyes were wide open, reflecting the gradually brightening sky, but he could no longer see the prosperity of the south and the vast grasslands he had longed for.
"Helian Hui is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!"
Zhao Yu raised his silver spear high, blood still dripping from its tip. He channeled his inner strength, sending his declaration across the entire battlefield.
In an instant, the Scorpion Clan cavalry, who were still putting up a stubborn resistance, collapsed completely, as if their backbone had been removed.
The fall of the wolf-headed banner and the death of the Khan marked the complete failure of their southward adventure.
Their will to resist crumbled instantly, and the remaining Scorpion Clan cavalrymen discarded their weapons, dismounted, and surrendered.
Zhao Yu stopped his horse, slightly out of breath, looking at Helian Hui's corpse and then at the gradually calming battlefield around him. A huge weight was finally lifted from his heart.
The great threat to the north has now been brought to its knees.
He turned his horse around, pointing his silver spear in the direction of Feng Mulan's banner, preparing to go and report back.
The rising sun finally leaped fully above the horizon, its golden rays illuminating the plains that had just been baptized by blood and fire, as well as the dust and bloodstains on the young general's armor.
Zhao Yu's shout, imbued with internal energy and clearly echoing across the battlefield, "Helian Hui is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!" was like a thunderbolt from the heavens.
This not only completely shattered the last remaining will of resistance of the Scorpion Clan cavalry, but also instantly ignited the boiling fighting spirit and the resolute killing intent to end this battle in all the Chu soldiers.
This declaration was more powerful than any war drum or bugle call.
It means that the enemy's leader is dead, the overall situation is completely settled, and what remains is the inevitable harvesting and cleanup!
Feng Mulan, who was positioned high on the low hill at Eagle's Beak Bend, confirmed this crucial news almost at the same moment Zhao Yu let out his long roar, through the frontline flags and the urgent reports from scouts.
A sharp glint, both icy and intense, suddenly flashed across her phoenix eyes, which were as deep as a cold pool.
Helian Hui, the mastermind who colluded with rebels and led the foreign invaders southward, has finally been executed!
Zhao Yu lived up to expectations and delivered the crucial decapitation strike.
However, Feng Mulan knew that on the battlefield, complete mercy towards the enemy, especially the ferocious foreign tribes, would be an extreme cruelty to the future peace of the border.
Only by completely annihilating this Scorpion Clan cavalry can this battle be considered a true success!
Therefore, she cannot be careless!