nycdaug Chapter 154: Capturing Yang Wei
Chapter 154: Capturing Yang Wei
The two men fought for only a few moments when Yang Wei showed surprise, obviously he had discovered something wrong. Not only was Wen Nian's spear skills exactly the same as his, but why did his moves seem to be two points more advanced than his?
The spear in Wen Nian's hand attacked like a dragon, and the sharp tip of the spear scratched the armor on Yang Wei's chest, making a harsh sound.
Clang——!
"You!?" Yang Wei finally couldn't help it. He quickly took two steps back and looked down at the cut on his armor on his chest that was cut so easily. His pupils shrank and when he raised his eyes again, his gaze fell on the spear in Wen Nian's hand.
"Qilin Eight Treasures Spear? Who are you?" Yang Wei stared at Wen Nian with sharp eyes, with a look of surprise and a bit of anger in his eyes.
"You evil villain!" Yang Wei stared at Wen Nian, not knowing what he was thinking of. His eyes were blazing with anger, and he raised his spear to attack again, but his momentum suddenly changed. He was no longer intending to fight in a battle. The moves he made with the spear were full of murderous intent.
Seeing Yang Wei becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on, he seemed to have developed a bearing of fighting to the death. Not to mention Zong Yanli did not expect this, even Sha Haoqian who was standing on the city wall of Luoshang Pass had a look of confusion on his face.
Yang Wei had only been with him for a short time. Sha Haoqian didn't say that he completely understood this person, but he could roughly tell that he was definitely not the kind of person who was ambitious and impulsive.
Otherwise, Sha Haoqian would not have let him fight the final battle.
"What has provoked General Yang?" Zhou Cang was also a little worried. He frowned and stared at the battle situation below. Watching the two men fighting, it was clear that the enemy general still had some strength left.
"If the battle continues like this, General Yang will be in danger." Sha Haoqian was a little anxious. For them, the current situation, losing a general is equivalent to cutting off one's own arm!
"How strange! How come the enemy generals have learned all the spear techniques used by General Yang?"
"..."
Both sides were watching seriously, and the fight between the two generals was gradually becoming increasingly intense.
Wen Nian finally completely figured out Yang Wei's spear skills, which were indeed exactly the same as the moves he used, but the difference was that Yang Wei's spear skills seemed to only have the first half, with two moves missing. No matter how Wen Nian attacked or probed, Yang Wei was unable to use them.
Wen Nian no longer had any intention of fighting with him, so he clenched the spear in his hand and leaped up. The spear flew out of his hand and was thrown towards Yang Wei like a sharp arrow.
Yang Wei was horrified and blocked with his spear, but was pushed backward by the force. Wen Nian drew the long knife from his waist and slashed at him. Yang Wei could not dodge and his arm was injured by the blade. He fell off the horse in a mess and rolled twice on the ground.
Before he could get up, he heard a buzzing sound. Wen Nian had already grasped the spear, and the cold tip of the spear was directly against Yang Wei's throat.
“It’s over…” Sha Haoqian watched this scene with his own eyes and felt like the sky was falling.
"Tie him up." Wen Nian did not kill him, but captured Yang Wei alive and tied him back to the army.
Zong Yanli also ordered an attack on the city at this moment. This time the attack was much more fierce. Sha Haoqian was commanding the defense of the city with a red eye. The enemy troops retreated only when night fell.
The captured Yang Wei was very manic, shouting and yelling all kinds of insults, among which he insulted Wen Nian the most. It seemed that he believed Wen Nian was a thief from his words, and his eyes were spitting fire, as if he wanted to cut Wen Nian into pieces.
Zong Yanli had someone block Yang Wei's mouth, then called Wen Nian over and asked, "When you fought with him, did you see that his spear skills were from the same sect as yours?"
Wen Nian nodded in response, and Zong Yanli then asked, "I remember my father told me that the spearmanship you learned was inherited from your ancestors?"
"That's true." Wen Nian nodded again.
"Then go and ask him later. Maybe this Yang Wei has some connection with your family." Zong Yanli didn't think there were such coincidences in the world. Such secrets of spearmanship were not something that others could easily learn. It didn't matter if Yang Wei only knew one or two moves.
But this is clearly not the case.
Zong Yanli looked up at Wen Nian, thought for a moment, and decided to accompany Wen Nian personally.
When Yang Wei was brought up, he was still whimpering incoherently. It was obvious that he was cursing. Monk raised his foot and kicked Yang Wei on the back of the knee. Two soldiers pressed down on his shoulders and knelt in front of Zong Yanli.
Yang Wei was unwilling to endure such humiliation and twisted his body to struggle.
Zong Yanli raised his hand slightly, and Gao Feilin stepped forward to untie the cloth that bound his mouth. Yang Wei opened his mouth and spat out a ball of cloth, cursing: "You can kill me if you want! You want me to surrender? Impossible!"
Looking at the man with the loud voice, Zong Yanli couldn't help but frown.
Monkie made a "Pooh" sound and kicked him.
"Who do you think you are? Why would my general care about you?" Monkie spat and cursed, "What the hell!"
"If I want to kill you, you won't be able to survive even ten moves from Wen Nian during the battle." Zong Yanli stood up, walked in front of Yang Wei, looked down at him with narrowed eyes and said: "I'm sparing your life, but I want to ask you, where did you learn the spear technique from."
“What does it have to do with you!” Yang Wei glared with anger on his face.
“You must have seen it. The spearmanship that my deputy general has learned is exactly the same as yours.” Zong Yanli said as he slightly turned sideways. Yang Wei took the opportunity to look over and stared at Wen Nian with anger in his eyes: “The spearmanship that my master taught me was actually stolen by despicable villains like you! How hateful!”
"You said that your spearmanship was taught by your mentor?" Zong Yanli raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, then turned to look at Wen Nian and said, "Wen Nian, what kind of disciples did your father and grandfather have?"
"..."
Wen Nian was silent, obviously having no impression of it.
Zong Yanliduan looked at the two of them helplessly, and finally sighed and said, "General Yang, the spearmanship taught by your mentor may not be something you created yourself. Have you ever thought that your master is the thief?"
After hearing Zong Yanli's insulting words to his master, Yang Wei jumped up immediately. Wen Nian was quick-witted and punched him with a fierce look in his eyes.
The iron-like fist smashed hard into Yang Wei's face, knocking him flying, with his jaw twisted.
Monk's pupils trembled and he silently took a half step back, looking at Yang Wei who flew backwards and hit the pillar. He seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking.
Turning back to look at Wen Nian, who was protecting Zong Yanli by his side with a fierce look in his eyes, he swallowed nervously and said, "You said you could just talk properly, why didn't you move? Now you can't move, right?"
Zong Yanli stretched out his hand and placed it on Wen Nian's forearm, his eyes indifferent, and walked past him to Yang Wei.
He raised his foot, and the heavy military armor boots stepped heavily on Yang Wei's chest, which made Yang Wei groan immediately. He stared at Zong Yanli with difficulty, and his slightly crooked chin made him speechless for a long time.