Quick Transmigration: The Villain Always Ends Up with the Male Lead

At this moment, Kolancha was already waiting for them with the army of the Southern Kingdom. He was sitting on his horse, looking lazy and bored, but he suddenly perked up when he saw Yixuan.

He waved "enthusiastically" at Yi Xuan: "Hello! Emperor of Yan Dynasty, I am truly honored to meet you!" Ke Lancha spoke in the Central Plains dialect, very fluently, but with a slight accent.

Yi Xuan simply stared coldly at the pretentious Kolancha; he had no interest in exchanging pleasantries with him.

Seeing his attitude, Kolancha was not surprised: "It seems that the emperor of the Yan Dynasty does not like me very much..." He raised an eyebrow: "In that case... let's start the war!" He raised his right hand and then lowered it, signaling to the Southern Army behind him.

Yi Xuan didn't hesitate and led the Yan army behind him forward. Although his martial arts were slightly inferior to Shi Qi's, they were enough for him to move freely on this battlefield where swords and spears had no eyes.

The two armies clashed fiercely, and the Southern army had its share of fierce generals. Kolancha, mounted on his warhorse and wielding a long sword, left a trail of corpses in his wake. He even appeared excited, as if killing was something to be happy about.

Just then, Yixuan heard one of the enemy generals shout something in the Southern language, and then a group of Southern soldiers who had been hiding in the rear moved to the front.

Yi Xuan instinctively sensed something was wrong, but Zhao Zhonglie reacted even faster. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhao Zhonglie shout, "The enemy is going to use poison! Everyone put on your masks!"

The Yan Army was well-trained, and at a single command, groups of soldiers put on coarse cloth masks soaked in herbal juice.

Sure enough, the group of Southern soldiers took out poison powder and, with the help of the wind, blew it all towards the Yan army downwind.

Seeing Yan Jun all wearing masks, Kolancha clicked his tongue impatiently. He knew Yan Jun would definitely have countermeasures against their poison, but he only thought that some people would be able to get their hands on it, since medicine is a relatively precious commodity. He didn't expect them to put masks on everyone; Yan Jun had really gone all out this time.

Seeing that the carefully prepared poison powder was ineffective, another order was given from within the Southern Army, and then another group of people came out. Yi Xuan was not far from Zhao Zhonglie; they exchanged a glance, and then Yi Xuan nodded to Zhao Zhonglie.

Zhao Zhonglie then shouted again, "All Yan troops, beware of the enemy's poisoned weapons!"

After all, Shi Qi had suffered a loss here, so they made the soldiers' armor even thicker. Unless the attack was aimed at a specific spot or the attacker was incredibly strong, it would be difficult for weapons to penetrate the armor.

Seeing that the poisoned weapons were still ineffective, Kolancha finally became anxious and slowly approached the direction of Commander Yixuan. Although there were swarms of Yan soldiers along the way, they could not stop him from moving closer.

Suddenly, Kolancha heard cries of alarm from the Southern army: "Prince, we are surrounded by the Yan army!" Taking a moment to turn around, he saw two groups of Yan soldiers gradually nibbling away at the Southern army behind them; those were the two groups of soldiers led by Hoda.

"Yanchao is truly capable, to commit such a despicable act." Kolancha turned his head and mocked Yixuan, who was not far away.

Yi Xuan retorted with a sneer, "Not at all. Compared to your plot against my General, it's nothing but a drop in the ocean."

Upon hearing this, Kolancha spurred his horse forward and charged at Yixuan with his sword. Yixuan ducked to avoid the horizontal slash.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhonglie anxiously called out to him, "Your Majesty!"

"It's alright, I can handle it, no need to worry about this." With that, he raised his spear and thrust it at Kolancha on horseback from below.

Kolancha reacted quickly, rising directly from his horse and leaping onto its back to dodge Yixuan's attack. He then relentlessly pursued Yixuan, slashing down from above.

In this direction, it was inconvenient for Yi Xuan to dodge. He raised his spear and forcefully took the full weight of Kolancha's attack. Kolancha's attack was relentless, causing Yi Xuan to lower his body considerably, but he still managed to deflect it with a skillful force.

Kolancha tried to use the momentum to land back on his horse, but before he could land, Yixuan thrust his spear into the horse, startling it so much that it ran away like a madman, causing Kolancha to stagger back two steps when he landed.

These two steps gave Yi Xuan an opening, and he swung his gun directly at the unsteady Kolancha. Kolancha barely dodged, but the gun still left a shallow wound on his chest.

Using his longsword to steady himself, Kolancha was about to raise his blade to strike Chiwu's hind leg when Yixuan anticipated his move. Yixuan rode Chiwu forward, narrowly dodging Kolancha's attack. He then leaped down, spear in hand, and charged towards Kolancha.

Kolancha was not to be outdone, and despite his bleeding wound, he charged towards him. The two exchanged blows, sword and gun, neither giving an inch.

However, compared to a sword, a spear is still a bit cumbersome in land combat, and gradually, Yi Xuan's speed slowed down.

Clearly, Kolancha had also noticed this. He seized the opportunity to leap behind Yixuan and slashed at Yixuan's exposed back with his knife. Yixuan didn't have time to turn around and could only wait for the pain to come.

Just as Kolancha was feeling confident, his excited expression suddenly froze on his face—the knife... hadn't gone in...

Before the expected pain could come, Yi Xuan reacted first, raising his spear and swiftly severing Kolancha's right arm, which was holding the knife. In an instant, he lost his ability to fight.

Kolancha slowly turned his head, staring blankly at his severed right arm, before a desperate scream escaped his lips: "Ahhh.............".

Before the shout had even faded, he was subdued by Yi Xuan. Yi Xuan raised his left hand and grabbed Kolancha by the neck, slamming him backward to the ground with a thud as the back of his head hit the ground.

With their commander captured, the Southern army lost its leader and immediately collapsed. Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhao Zhonglie drew his bow and shot down the Southern army's command flag.

"The prince has been captured by the emperor of the Yan Dynasty!"

"What do we do now? Even the commander's flag has fallen!"

"No, we have to escape. Without the prince, we definitely can't defeat the Yan army."

As soon as the order to retreat was given by the generals within the Southern Army, the remaining surviving Southern soldiers scattered like birds and beasts, showing no semblance of military discipline whatsoever.

Yi Xuan was still straddling Kolancha, pinning him down and punching him repeatedly in the face. Seeing Kolancha gradually stop struggling, Zhao Zhonglie and Huo Da, who had just returned, rushed forward to stop Yi Xuan: "Your Majesty, our general is waiting for his antidote! Please don't kill him..."

Upon hearing about the antidote, Yi Xuan seemed to regain his senses and stood up. Kolancha's face on the ground was already a mangled mess. Each punch he delivered was brutal, born of hatred. How could he not hate the person who had turned Shi Qi into this state?

After getting up, Yi Xuan subconsciously touched his back again. He had clearly felt the blade pressing against his flesh, so how come it hadn't pierced through? ...