Who put the yellow robe on me?

After Xianyu Linyuan reinforced Jiang Chen, he helped Jiang Chen block the fatal blow from General Mammon.

Jiang Chen quickly adjusted the army's formation. He took a deep breath, feeling the hot air in his lungs, but his heart gradually calmed down.

Although Xianyu Linyuan could not provide any substantial help to Jiang Chen, his arrival undoubtedly gave Jiang Chen a chance to breathe.

Jiang Chen looked at Xian Yu Linyuan's determined gaze, and a warm feeling rose in his heart. He knew that this former general of the Western Regions was completely on his side.

"Your Highness, what should we do next?" Zhong Xiaodan walked over to Jiang Chen and asked in a low voice. His face was covered in sweat, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping with the blood of the enemy.

Jiang Chen's eyes were determined, and he said in a deep voice, "We must immediately adjust our formation and strengthen our defenses. We cannot give the Western Regions any chance to take advantage."

"Yes!" Zhong Xiaodan nodded in response, turned around and quickly conveyed the order.

This breath of relief was enough for Jiang Chen and others to adjust their state and confront the army from the Western Regions.

Soldiers from both sides regrouped on the battlefield, their swords flashing and their blades darting, a murderous aura permeating the air. The sun gradually set, its golden afterglow casting a shadow over the earth, casting a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

On both sides of Daliang and the Western Regions, the flags of both sides fluttered in the wind, and the soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

The Western Regions also seemed to sense that this sneak attack had failed, so they did not attack with all their strength.

The general leading the Western Regions was still Mammon. When Mammon just launched a surprise attack on Jiang Chen, it was his former big brother, Xianyu Linyuan, who stopped him!

At this moment, Mammon stood at the other end of the battlefield, staring at Xianyu Linyuan opposite him with a cold gaze.

His heart was filled with anger and confusion. It would have been fine if his former brothers didn't help him, but why did he have to save his former common enemy?

Xianyu Linyuan looked at Mammon with embarrassment, feeling mixed emotions.

He recalled the days when the two had fought side by side and they were the closest comrades at that time.

But now, they can only fight with weapons!

"Brother Mammon..." Xianyu Linyuan mustered up the courage and wanted to explain something.

General Mammon snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt and anger: "You are a traitor, you have no right to call me Brother Mammon."

Xianyu Linyuan's heart was torn, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He knew that he had betrayed the Western Regions. He could not and did not want to make any excuses, but he had his own difficulties.

At this time, Xianyu Linyuan's mental state was extremely complicated. He recalled every detail of his time in the Western Regions and remembered Mammon's trust and respect for him.

However, when he was imprisoned in Daliang, Jiang Chen did not kill him but released him and arranged for his family to be settled.

From that moment on, he had to make a choice. He chose to go to Daliang, just hoping that his wife and children could survive.

Is he wrong?

Xianyu Linyuan himself doesn’t think so!

"Mammon, I..." Xianyu Linyuan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start.

"Shut up!" Mammon interrupted him, glaring at him. "You traitor, I'm going to clean up the mess in the Western Regions today!"

After a few words between Mammon and Xianyu Linyuan, they became enemies, so Mammon drew his spear and rushed forward in anger.

Mammon was furious when he saw Xianyu Linyuan defecting to Daliang, and every strike was a killing move! His spear skills were swift and deadly, and his eyes were filled with hatred for Xianyu Linyuan.

Xianyu Linyuan looked at the oncoming Mammon, struggling internally. He didn't want to see his former brother in battle, but now it was unavoidable. He sighed, drew his long sword, and took a defensive stance.

The two men clashed in the center of the battlefield, their swords and spears clashing with a deafening sound. The surrounding soldiers stopped their movements and focused their attention on the two men.

Xianyu Linyuan was tolerant and defensive. His swordsmanship was skillful and steady, but he never took the initiative to attack. He hoped that this would calm Mammon down.

"Why didn't you fight back!" Mammon roared, his eyes bloodshot. "Do you look down on me?"

Xianyu Linyuan dodged Mammon's attack and said in a deep voice, "Mammon, I don't want to hurt you, stop!"

"Shut up! Traitors have no right to say these things!" Mammon became even angrier and swung the spear in his hand even more fiercely.

Zhong Xiaodan watched from the side, his brow furrowed. He clenched his sword and prepared to step forward to help, but was pulled back by Jiang Chen.

"Your Highness!" Zhong Xiaodan said anxiously.

Jiang Chen's eyes were deep as he shook his head. "Let's not interfere with what's going on between them. General Xianyu will have to face this moment sooner or later."

Zhong Xiaodan looked at Jiang Chen, then looked at Xianyu Linyuan in the center of the battlefield, finally nodded, and retreated to his original position.

Xianyu Linyuan's military strength is much higher than General Mammon's. Although he has to be tolerant and defensive everywhere, he has never been at a disadvantage.

But as time went on, Xianyu Linyuan felt a little exhausted.

Just as General Mammon raised his spear and stabbed Xian Yulinyuan, Xian Yulinyuan had no way to avoid it. He felt the sound of the spear cutting through the air, harsh and sharp, like the call of the god of death.

Finally, a gash was pierced in Xianyu Linyuan's shoulder, and blood instantly stained his armor red. He felt a sharp pain, his brow furrowed, but his eyes remained firm.

"Fight back! Why don't you fight back!" Mammon roared, his eyes full of madness.

Xianyu Linyuan took a deep breath, feeling a bit dizzy from the loss of blood. He knew that if he continued like this, not only would he get hurt, but he might also anger Mammon, leading to an irreversible situation.

"I'm sorry!" he whispered, with a glint of determination in his eyes.

Xianyu Linyuan fought back, swinging his sword with swift and powerful force. His blade sliced through the air with a crisp sound, heading straight for Mammon's spear.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, Mammon's spear was knocked away and fell several feet away. Mammon stood there in a daze, his eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.

Xianyu Linyuan put away his sword and looked at Mammon. His tone was calm but with a hint of sadness: "Brother Mammon, I taught you this move before."

General Mammon lost his temper when he saw the weapon in his hand being knocked away.

He was panting heavily, sweat dripping down his cheeks. He felt a mixture of anger, shame, and helplessness.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, closed his eyes, straightened his chest, and prepared to accept Xianyu Linyuan's final blow.

The soldiers around held their breath, waiting for what would happen next.

However, Xianyu Linyuan did not continue the attack. He slowly walked up to Mammon and whispered, "I don't want to kill you. Go away! You can't beat them!"

Mammon suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement, but he felt his nose sore and his eyes were a little moist.

At this time, Xian Yulinyuan turned around, came to Jiang Chen's side, knelt on one knee, and said earnestly: "Your Highness, Prince of Yan, I want to ask you a favor."

Jiang Chen had already seen through the whole situation and knew what he was asking for, but he still followed his lead and said, "Oh? What is it that General Xianyu wants?"