Four Seas Cloud Moon

Let's talk about Zhang Bei, a young man from the Zhang family. He was filled with ambition and eager to gain military experience, so he resolutely followed Han Cheng. It's worth noting that Zhang Bei was actually Lu Xiaotian's brother-in-law! However, he didn't rely on this nepotism to gain special privileges or favors. Instead, he won Han Cheng's favor through his unwavering perseverance, integrity, and resourcefulness. Han Cheng was deeply impressed and taught him many ingenious military strategies. Under Han Cheng's careful guidance, Zhang Bei made rapid progress and soon became a skilled and powerful general.

At that moment, the battlefield was thick with smoke, and the cries of battle were deafening. Zhang Bei, atop a powerful warhorse, sped out like an arrow, charging straight at the enemy's front. He brandished his gleaming spear with a commanding presence and unwavering momentum. Facing two fierce enemy generals, Zhang Bei bravely engaged them without fear. In just a few rounds, he easily defeated both commanders, instantly throwing the enemy's ranks into disarray.

The next morning, sunlight bathed the battlefield in a golden glow. Qian Feihu, clad in heavy armor and wielding a 10-foot-long spear, rode out with a majestic air. Zhang Bei, standing across from him, felt a pang of fear as he watched the ferocious Qian Feihu. He knew he was vastly outmatched in strength, but since he had already entered the battle, he could only grit his teeth and fight.

As the two exchanged blows, after only one round, Zhang Bei felt a numbness in his palms, nearly dropping his weapon. Then, in the second round, Qian Feihu swung his Yuwang Divine Spear with impenetrable force, thrusting it forward like a dragon emerging from the sea. Zhang Bei, horrified, turned his horse and broke into a run, shouting, "General Han, save me!" As he ran, he thought to himself, "I came to the battlefield to achieve merit, not to die in vain. While saving face is important, life is more precious. Saving my own skin is the most important thing!"

Seeing Zhang Bei in danger, Han Cheng roared, spear thrust, and leapt upon his horse, charging at Qian Feihu. Instantly, the two fierce warriors engaged in a fierce battle, swords flashing and sabers clashing, sparks flying. Qian Feihu, a true martial arts master, displayed exquisite skill and swift, unstoppable force, each strike imbued with immense power. Han Cheng, however, was a seasoned warrior with immense combat experience. He skillfully employed tactics, dodging and evading obstacles, and for a time, he was able to maintain a stalemate with Qian Feihu.

After watching the battle for a while, Zhang Bei thought to himself, "Looking at the situation, General Han might not be able to defeat Qian Feihu. When I called for help just now, General Han helped without hesitation. How can I just stand by and watch now? Even if I can't defeat him, I have to go up and lend him a hand!" Having made up his mind, Zhang Bei whipped his horse hard, urged the warhorse under his crotch, and rushed into the battlefield again, waving his sword.

Unfortunately, ideals are full of hope, but reality is very bleak. Although Zhang Bei's courage was commendable, the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great. As soon as he approached Qian Feihu, he was hit by a shot from him, and he and his horse were thrown back several steps. Then he attacked again. If Zhang Bei had not reacted quickly and dodged in time, he would have been seriously injured. But even so, Zhang Bei still had no intention of retreating. He swung his sword with all his might, picked up Qian Feihu's Yu Wang Divine Spear, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "General Han, leave! Leave me alone!"

Qian Feihu struck hard, but failed to hit his target. The mighty Yu Wang Divine Spear in his hand was easily deflected by the opponent. At this moment, he wanted to wield the Yu Wang Divine Spear again, but it was too late. So he made a quick decision and quickly drew the sword at his waist.

Qian Feihu thought to himself: "Hmph, brat, what are you yelling about here? I can't hit you from far away, can't I handle you from close to me? Today I will let you know how powerful I am!" No sooner said than done, he shouted: "Stay here!" As the words fell, he swung his sword violently and slashed at Zhang Bei like lightning.

Elsewhere, Zhang Bei had just successfully deflected King Yu's divine spear, and before he could withdraw his arm, he saw Qian Feihu's fierce sword strike coming towards him. In the nick of time, he instinctively dodged to the side. However, although he narrowly avoided the fatal blow and saved his head, he internally groaned, "Oh no! This is the end! I may have dodged my head, but this hand..."

At this moment, a scream of "Ah" was heard, and Qian Feihu's sword finally ruthlessly chopped on Zhang Bei's arm. Blood splattered everywhere in an instant, and one of Zhang Bei's arms was chopped off!

With a loud bang, Zhang Bei fell rapidly from his horse's back, landing heavily on the hard ground in an extremely awkward position. The dust that rose up instantly enveloped him, making it difficult to see his current condition.

Qian Feihu, standing not far away, saw this and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He clearly had no intention of letting Zhang Bei go. He tightly grasped the awe-inspiring Yu Wang Divine Spear with both hands and without hesitation, smashed it towards Zhang Bei's head. The force of this blow was so strong that if it had hit a human head, even if it had hit a huge, hard rock, it would probably have been smashed to pieces.

However, the moment Zhang Bei hit the ground, he sensed Qian Feihu's next move, relying on the keen intuition honed by years of martial arts training. Almost instinctively, the moment his body made contact with the ground, he suddenly rolled over, swiftly rolling like a nimble donkey, attempting to put as much distance between him and Qian Feihu as possible. After all, as a skilled warrior, this ability to cope with critical situations was ingrained in his bones.

Unfortunately, despite Zhang Bei's agility and quick reaction, the opponent he faced today was too powerful - Qian Feihu.

With another dull thud, the Yu King's Divine Spear whistled past Zhang Bei's head with a sharp whistling sound, finally slamming heavily into the ground. The immense impact not only dug a deep hole in the ground, but also directly smashed Zhang Bei's sturdy helmet into countless fragments, which flew everywhere.

Seeing that his fatal attack had missed, Qian Feihu snorted coldly and squeezed his legs hard against the horse's belly, urging the warhorse under his crotch to gallop forward. At the same time, he gently shook the reins in his hand, and the well-trained warhorse immediately let out a high-pitched neigh, raising its two front hooves high as if to crush the entire earth.