After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

One round!!!

After just one encounter, the 79-year-old Yang Wenguang defeated the middle-aged Yelu Anda with one blow.

All the people in the Song and Liao armies were stunned by the lightning-fast confrontation and could not recover at all.

The next second, the Song army led by Cao Ping suddenly burst into thunderous cheers, while the Liao army soldiers all looked terrified.

Many of them were veterans who had participated in the Battle of Baigou Station and had witnessed the powerful strength of the "White-bearded God".

I originally thought that after twelve years, this gentleman would be even older and would have become a mere show-off, but I never expected that he would still be in good health and be truly a god!

The generals and soldiers who witnessed Yang Wenguang's power for the first time were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the ground. They looked in complete disbelief at the old man opposite them, whose hair and beard were completely white and who was holding a gun in the dancing cold wind.

As the general who suppressed the rebellion of Zhubu in the northern border of Liao Kingdom, Yelu Anda was considered a famous and powerful general in the Liao army in recent years. However, he was defeated so easily by Yang Wenguang.

After just one encounter, he was beheaded before he could even finish his words. This great shock made the Liao army, who were facing the Song army for the first time, see what it meant to be a "god descending to earth"!

Yang Wenguang, holding a spear, rode on his horse, scanning the Liao army camp with a stern expression, and shouted loudly: "Who else is willing to fight with me?"

The whole scene fell silent in an instant. The Liao army officers and soldiers looked at each other, and no one dared to go out into the battle.

Yelu Hongji's face was filled with disappointment, while Xiao Boyu sneered and kept glancing at these unceremonious and self-righteous generals on the northern front.

You should know that since its establishment, the Liao Dynasty has conquered the east and the west, eliminated countless grassland regimes, and unified the vast areas outside the Great Wall.

At its peak, the territory extended east to the Sea of ​​Japan; to the northeast, it included the Heilongjiang and Ussuri River basins and Sakhalin Island; to the west, it extended to the Altai Mountains; to the north, it extended to the Ergun River and the Greater Khingan Range; and to the south, it extended to the Baigou River in central Hebei and northern Shanxi, including the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun.

It covers an area of ​​thousands of miles and is a famous grassland nomadic empire in the history of northern China.

However, in terms of actual military garrisons, the Liao Kingdom always maintained the so-called "focus on the south and neglect the north", with most of its military forces and powerful commanders basically in the south.

The north is a place where second-rate and second-rate generals can show off their military merits and exploit people, and it is basically not worthy of being displayed.

If you want to truly achieve something, you still have to fight against the Song Dynasty and Western Xia to be qualified.

Therefore, Xiao Boyu, Xiao Yi, Yelu Asi, Yelu Cong, Yelu Xiyin and other generals on the southern front all looked down on the generals on the northern front.

If it weren't for the 'Battle of Baigou Station' and the 'Battle of Hulu Valley' twelve years ago that caused the collapse of the southern defense, how could these second-rate guys appear on the battlefield today?

Xiao Boyu's expression was not concealed at all, which made the generals coming from the northern line furious, but they could do nothing but sulk. Finally, they turned their attention to an old man with the same white hair and beard.

Then, the veteran shook his head and sighed helplessly, lightly stepped on his horse's belly, and stood out from the group of people.

This man's name was Xiao Tuoyi. He had led troops on the southern front and participated in the previous emperor Xingzong's campaign to intimidate the Song Dynasty and the westward war to conquer Xia.

Later, as he got older, Yelu Hongji transferred him to the northern front to pacify the situation, so he had experience in fighting on both the northern and southern fronts.

He slowly clasped his fists and watched Ye Hongji ask for orders to fight: "Your Majesty, I want to test this old General Yang!"

Yelu Hongji's eyes trembled, and then he couldn't help but sigh: "It's just a fight of pride!"

Then he waved his hand slightly, signaling Xiao Tuoyi to go into battle.

Xiao Tuoyi urged his horse to the front of the battle. Looking at Yang Wenguang, who had the same gray hair and beard as himself, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "General Yang is a master of martial arts. I have come to learn from him."

Seeing an acquaintance, Yang Wenguang smiled knowingly: "Old Xiao, it's been 20 or 30 years since we last met!"

Xiao Tuoyi didn't expect Yang Wenguang to still remember him. He couldn't help but feel overwhelmed and said, "You probably thought I was gone a long time ago, didn't you?!"

Yang Wenguang was silent for two seconds, then nodded slightly: "Over the years, most people have passed away. It's hard to say how long I can hold on."

"Being able to see my 'old friend' today has made up for many regrets."

"Let's fight first, otherwise your Emperor will get impatient waiting!"

Yang Wenguang, who thought he could have a good reminiscing about the past, immediately changed the subject when he saw Yelu Hongji's somewhat impatient expression, and swung his spear, aiming for Xiao Tuoyi's head.

The two men immediately engaged in combat. After just a few moves, Yang Wenguang realized that this 'old friend' was still as strong as he had been in the past, and his moves were steady, sophisticated, and masterful.

Old man Yang Wenguang was delighted, and his spear swam like a dragon. The weapons collided, making a crisp collision sound that echoed throughout the battlefield.

"It's been many years since we last met, but your martial arts skills are still as good as before!"

Yang Wenguang held the gun in one hand and chatted with Xiao Tuoyi while fighting.

"Brother Yang is the real one. Even at his advanced age, he can still perform such exquisite spearmanship. He is truly a god."

Everyone likes to hear good words, and besides, they are both old men who are about to be buried in the ground. There is nothing they can't see clearly. They just come here to go through the formalities.

"Are you interested in joining our Song Dynasty?"

Yang Wenguang's words made Xiao Tuoyi frown, and he immediately warded off the opponent's spirit snake move.

"Everyone serves his master and fulfills his duties. Brother Yang, please stop joking."

As soon as the words fell, the two veterans tensed up and began to fight seriously.

The spears in the hands of the two men danced like dragons, and their attacks were fierce and varied.

As the battle continued, both sides fought back and forth, neither giving in, but gradually, Yang Wenguang, who had maintained his physical fitness through years of health preservation, demonstrated the Yang family's true superb marksmanship and began to gain the upper hand.

After several rounds, the battlefield was covered in dust, and the two figures were as fast as lightning.

At this moment, Yang Wenguang seized the opportunity, shook his spear violently, and launched a powerful and heavy "Sweeping the Enemy" attack.

The spear flashed through the air like a flash of lightning and accurately hit the weapon in Xiao Tuohai's hand.

"boom--!"

There was a loud bang that spread all over the place, stirring up snow hundreds of feet high. Xiao Tuoyi's weapon was lifted high and flew far away.

Xiao Tuoyi, who had lost his weapon, turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood. He clasped his hands together and saluted, "Brother Yang, with seventy years of accumulation, has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. I am no match for you and I am willing to admit defeat."

Yang Wenguang took advantage of the situation and did not give the opponent any chance to breathe or retreat, and knocked him to the ground with one hand.

"Tied!"

The personal soldiers behind him rushed forward, tied Xiao Tuoyi up tightly and took him away.

"When you arrive in the Song Dynasty, you will be able to enjoy your old age in peace. The future of the Liao Dynasty will not be so peaceful."

Yang Wenguang's pointed words made the veteran somewhat disillusioned, and he muttered to himself: "Is the Liao Dynasty really doomed to fail..."

The outcome of this battle was decided, and thunderous cheers erupted in the Song army camp, with each wave louder than the last, even louder than the first one.

The soldiers waved flags excitedly to celebrate this hard-won victory.

On the other hand, the morale of the Liao army was greatly reduced. The soldiers all looked depressed, and their originally high fighting spirit became sluggish.

Yelu Hongji covered his head in pain. Since the Battle of Baigouyi, he had suffered from severe headache.

For the past twelve years, whenever I lost control of my emotions, I would feel severe headaches that were hard to prevent.

Xiao Guanyin searched for good doctors in the court and among the people, but none of them could cure the disease and could only provide relief.

I had been feeling a little better recently, but then I encountered such a similar scene, two times in a row.

Memories of twelve years ago kept bursting back, Yelu Hongji's face changed several times, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Boyu, attack on all fronts. I leave the full command to you. Capture them. Capture them at all costs."

"I don't want to see what happened twelve years ago happen again under the city of Zhuozhou—!"

Yelu Hongji's heart-wrenching roar made everyone look terrified, and they immediately straightened their backs and faced forward.

"Your Majesty, rest assured. I will never make the same mistake again this time."

Xiao Boyu's voice of assurance spread far and wide until it was covered by the wind and snow...