Chapter 27: Slaying The General
“Leader!”
“It’s Han People~”
“There are so many Han People~ They’ve already charged in”
A Geluolu soldier rode up to Aslan in a panic, his face still showing fear as he shouted loudly and chaotically.
In fact, there was no need for the subordinate to report; Aslan already knew that the Han People cavalry had charged into Sanhe Fort, because Sanhe Fort itself was not large.
Drawing on his experience in war, Aslan could even judge the position and approximate number of the Han People cavalry from the sound of hooves and the screams.
“The Han People only number a little over a hundred; we can easily surround and kill them!”
“Warriors, follow me to kill the enemy!”
“Kill them!”
With a loud roar, Aslan halved the reported number of Han People cavalry to boost the confidence of the Geluolu soldiers.
At this moment, the Han People cavalry that had charged into Sanhe Fort numbered at least over two hundred riders!
“Kill~”
Li Xiao led his men charging rapidly down the street in Sanhe Fort, gripping a bloodstained spear, his cold gaze filled with killing intent.
He speared a fleeing Geluolu Person flying several meters away; Li Xiao’s face was already covered in hot blood, resembling a butcher in the rainy night under the downpour.
In this battle, no fewer than ten Geluolu People had died by Li Xiao’s hand.
And next, there would be even more Geluolu souls under his blade!
As Li Xiao rode his big black horse past a Geluolu Person, his sharp cavalry saber instantly slit the man’s neck.
He finally encountered someone who could fight!
Aslan!
“Han People? You’re courting death!”
As Aslan led his men charging forward, he watched helplessly as his tribesmen only cared about fleeing, being cut down one by one from behind by these Han People like herding sheep.
Hearing the screams of Geluolu People inside and outside Sanhe Fort, the anger in Aslan’s heart could no longer be suppressed.
Wielding a horse spear and pointing at Li Xiao and the others, he roared loudly: “Kill them for me!”
Though he did not recognize Aslan, judging by the attitudes of those around him, Li Xiao understood that this was the leader of the Geluolu People, at least someone of high standing!
Kill him!!
With the leader dead, these Geluolu People in front of him would lose even their last bit of courage to resist!
“Hmph! Kill!”
Li Xiao snorted lightly and swung casually; the sharpness of his cavalry saber instantly took off a Geluolu Person’s head!
Li Xiao rapidly charged toward Aslan to kill him, while Da Hu and the others closely followed Li Xiao in the forward assault!
Although Li Xiao’s martial arts were superior, on this chaotic battlefield, personal valor was somewhat limited, and anything could happen!
Even a match for ten thousand like the Hegemon-King of Chu needed a group of fearless warriors by his side to form a sharp spear together and pierce the enemy lines.
“Hmph! A yellow-haired brat dares to be so arrogant?”
Aslan roared, his eyes filled with murderous intent!
He had always been valiant, leading his tribe to rise step by step in Jin Prefecture, and now he had become one of the largest tribes among the Geluolu in Jin Prefecture.
He could be called battle-hardened, with countless scars on his body!
Moreover, Aslan was now in his prime, with a robust physique; he absolutely did not believe that a group of yellow-haired brats could be his opponents!
“Courting death~” Aslan roared, wielding a horse spear as he charged toward Li Xiao to kill him!
The distance between the two grew closer; Aslan could now clearly see Li Xiao’s appearance—he was not as tall as himself, and his build was not particularly robust!
His face showed resilience, but in Aslan’s eyes, it was no different from those ordinary Han People—fair and tender, just a pretty boy!
Not even a single scar; what kind of warrior was that?
“Die!” Aslan roared, his horse spear clashing heavily with Li Xiao’s spear.
“Clang~”
A piercing sound of metal colliding rang out in the darkness.
He had thought that facing this Han People youth, victory would be in the bag.
With just one strike, this Han People youth would surely be swept off his horse.
But the next moment, Aslan’s expression changed drastically as he felt a tremendous force surging through, making his blood boil!
His hands went numb, and the horse spear nearly flew from his grasp!
“How is that possible?”
Aslan’s eyes widened instantly, his face flushed red, his heart filled with shock and disbelief!
He could never have imagined that a seemingly so frail Han People youth possessed such strength, enough to overwhelm even himself, who was renowned for his power.
“Who are you?” Aslan’s eyes bulged as he shouted loudly in halting Chinese Language.
His hands gripping the horse spear trembled slightly.
Li Xiao was also feeling it; his hands were numb.
Although his strength was considerable, his body was still that of a youth, not yet fully developed.
Against a bear-like brute like Aslan, he certainly could not gain a great advantage.
But he could not lose in momentum; with a loud roar, Li Xiao shouted:
“I’m your dad~”
“Fucked your mom, gave birth to a bastard like you.”
Before the words finished, Li Xiao charged toward Aslan again, determined to fight to the death and take him down.
“Arrogant~”
Though he did not understand what Li Xiao was saying, Aslan knew it was nothing good.
Enraged, his face twisted ferociously; with a loud shout, he charged toward Li Xiao as well.
Today, he had to spear this reckless Han People off his horse.
The distance between them grew closer; Aslan’s horse spear pointed at Li Xiao, but at that moment, Li Xiao suddenly reversed his grip on the spear.
Using the war horse’s momentum, he hurled the spear directly at Aslan like a javelin.
“What?”
Aslan was shocked and caught completely off guard by this move from Li Xiao.
But facing the fast-flying spear about to pierce his heart, Aslan instinctively turned to dodge.
This also caused the horse spear in his hand to deviate slightly.
And that was the opportunity Li Xiao had been waiting for.
In truth, it was a desperate move by Li Xiao; the quality of the spear was ultimately inferior to the horse spear.
From just that earlier clash, the spear shaft had cracked under the force of both.
Charging at Aslan again with this spear would be suicidal.
Better to throw it as a javelin.
Although Aslan dodged the spear with his turn, Li Xiao had achieved his goal.
Drawing his cavalry saber, he slashed down fiercely, knocking Aslan’s horse spear off angle.
Then, using the war horse’s speed, Li Xiao closed in rapidly.
“Die~”
Li Xiao’s face twisted ferociously as he roared loudly, gripping his cavalry saber and slashing down at Aslan’s head.
The horse spear, his greatest threat, was now useless; the distance between them was only about a meter.
In an instant, Li Xiao’s cavalry saber could take Aslan’s life.
“Ah?”
In that instant, Aslan was terrified out of his wits, his expression changing drastically.
Instinctively, he drew his saber from his horseback with his other hand to block.
But it was too late; facing the cavalry saber right in front of him, Aslan’s saber could not build up force.
“Clang~”
With a crisp sound, the saber was instantly knocked flying; Li Xiao’s cavalry saber slashed heavily onto Aslan’s chest.
“Ah~”
With a miserable scream, Aslan fell to the ground.
A bloody wound dozens of centimeters long appeared on his chest.
If not for Aslan’s thick skin and flesh, with all that fat on his chest, plus the saber deflecting some force.
Aslan would have been cleaved in two by Li Xiao’s blade by now.
But even without dying, Aslan no longer had the ability or courage to fight.
Spitting out a large mouthful of blood, enduring the intense pain, he crawled up from the ground in disarray, looking at Li Xiao with terrified eyes, as if gazing at a demon.
“Block them for me, all of you block them.”
“Get on them~”
Aslan shouted loudly to the tribesmen around him, his voice miserable and fearful.
Taking advantage of the brief moment while the tribesmen blocked Li Xiao, Aslan yanked a Geluolu Person off his horse.
He mounted it himself, turned the horse’s head, and fled in the opposite direction.
“Damn it, chase him~”
After Li Xiao killed two Geluolu People, the rest scattered like birds and beasts.
With the leader fled, why would they court death?
But in this Sanhe Fort, three sides were surrounded by moats and walls, and the north had Han People cavalry; they had nowhere to run.
Meanwhile, Li Xiao picked up a longbow, drew an arrow, nocked it, and aimed at the fleeing Aslan.
The others were small fry; naturally, others would deal with them.
But this fleeing one was likely the Geluolu leader; Li Xiao could not let him go.
“Whoosh~”
A shrill sound pierced the air as the arrow shot out.
The next second, Aslan, fleeing desperately on horseback, felt as if his body had been struck hard by a stick.
“Ah~”
Intense pain swept through his body again; looking down at his contorted face, a bloodied arrowhead had pierced through from behind, protruding from his chest.
“Gurgle gurgle~”
Growling sounds came from Aslan’s throat, his eyes filled with unwillingness and rage; ultimately, his body fell limply from the horse.
At this moment, Li Xiao let out a heavy sigh of relief; as his tension eased, his arms felt like they no longer belonged to him.
“This Geluolu Person had tremendous strength!”
At that moment, Er Hu came over excitedly, holding Aslan’s fallen horse spear.
He shouted: “Elder Brother, quick, look.”
“This is our family’s horse spear!”
Li Xiao was stunned upon hearing this; taking it and looking, his expression changed slightly.
“Killing that Geluolu Person like this was letting him off too easy.”
“Er Hu, go tear him apart with five horses.”
“Even dead, kill him again.”
