Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"clang!"

The two horses passed each other again. Although Zhou Ang had a shoulder injury, he was really risking his life for the sake of merit!

Fighting despite injuries, they grew stronger with each battle!

However, Wanyan Ang was no ordinary man. He was one of the strongest generals in the Jin Dynasty and a rising star among the Wanyan royal family.

For the time being, Zhou Ang really couldn't do anything about him!

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound of war drums all around was like muffled thunder, shaking one's soul. After exchanging a dozen or twenty blows, Zhou Ang reined in his horse, and the burning pain in his shoulder became even stronger! Although he didn't look closely, Zhou Ang could feel blood seeping out from the gaps in his armor, staining his battle robe with unique patterns.

"Damn it, we still can't take him down."

Zhou Ang was very dissatisfied with his performance. He even wondered if he hadn’t been practicing martial arts properly lately, which was why he couldn’t even defeat a young Jin person!

He looked up at Wanyan Ang not far away, who was now raising his broadsword high in triumph, rousing everyone to cheers. There were bloodstains on the broadsword, and Zhou Ang knew that they were his bloodstains.

"You call yourselves benevolent, but your benevolence is nothing more than this!"

Wanyan Ang raised his broadsword high, pointing it directly at Zhou Ang, the blade drawing a sharp arc in the sunlight.

"Compared to the Liao people, you're not much stronger! Watch me chop off your dog's head with my next strike!"

Faced with Wanyan Ang's provocation, Zhou Ang did not reply. He simply shifted the hand he was using to swing his great axe, as the injury on his shoulder was beginning to affect his swing. However, he couldn't let Wanyan Ang see his injury, otherwise the situation would become even more unfavorable for him!

Zhou Ang's horse seemed to sense its master's emotions, and it kept shaking its head and neighing, pawing the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust, as if trying to blur the enemy's vision.

"Don't be afraid, we can win."

Zhou Ang patted his horse. At this moment, Wu Song was leading the infantry to fight against the Jin cavalry and could not come to his aid for a while. Everything depended on him now.

"Take your life!"

Wanyan Ang seized the opportunity and rushed forward first. Zhou Ang also went to meet him. This time, he kept a close eye on Wanyan Ang's body to prevent Wanyan Ang from making any sudden moves.

"Crescent Moon!!"

Wanyan Ang struck first, his broadsword slashing diagonally from the upper right to the lower left, like a crescent moon striking towards Zhou Ang! This was one of his signature moves, and countless Liao people had fallen to this strike!

"If the hard approach doesn't work, let's try the soft approach!"

As Wanyan Ang drew closer, Zhou Ang formed a plan. He also raised his axe to meet the attack, but deliberately slowed down and weakened his strength.

"You're moving too slowly! Is it because of your shoulder injury?"

Wanyan Ang could see that Zhou Ang's speed was a little slower than before, but he would not hold back because of this. In fact, the speed of the Crescent Moon move was even faster!

"clang!!"

An even more violent collision rang out. This time, the axe and sword clashed, and the mountain-splitting axe was shaken high into the air. Zhou Ang also took the opportunity to pretend to be exhausted, and his whole body swayed on the horse!

"Hmm? Exhausted?"

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Wanyan Ang's eyes. He shook the hilt of his sword, and his sword stance changed instantly as he unleashed a triple slash!

"Trying to cheat? Will you take these three blows or not?"

Sure enough, Wanyan Ang was not someone who would be easily fooled. Each of his three slashes was fatal!

The first strike was aimed straight at Zhou Ang's throat, but Zhou Ang turned his axe to block it. The second strike was a sweeping blow to the waist and abdomen after taking advantage of the momentum. Zhou Ang broke out in a cold sweat and dodged backward at the last second, but the armor on his abdomen was still hit, and a string of sparks flew out!

If the first two strikes were a real threat, then this third strike was a feint. As Wanyan Ang was raising his sword, he suddenly changed his move! He changed the attack to a thrust, and the tip of his broadsword went straight for Zhou Ang's heart!

If that stab lands squarely, Zhou Ang will be dead!

At the critical moment, Zhou Ang squeezed his horse's belly with both legs. The horse, which was also very intelligent at this time, suddenly accelerated and swerved to the side, helping Zhou Ang avoid the knife!

Wanyan Ang's blade grazed the iron armor, sending sparks flying once more. There were now two deep scratches on Zhou Ang's armor!

But in the instant the two horses passed each other, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in Zhou Ang's eyes—the moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived!

He feigned panic and crouched forward, even throwing off his helmet. His hair was disheveled, and the large axe in his hand seemed to drag limply behind him. As the warhorse galloped, the axe would occasionally hit the ground.

Looking at him like this, anyone would think that Zhou Ang had been scared out of his wits!

Although Wanyan Ang was cautious, he was still young, and upon seeing this scene, a confident smile appeared on his face:

"You traitorous general, don't run! Prepare to die!"

The two warhorses chased each other, one after the other. Wanyan Ang's warhorse seemed to be faster, so he was gradually closing the distance between them! At the same time, his broadsword was raised high, clearly gathering power.

Zhou Ang remained in that disheveled state of fleeing, dragging his great axe behind him, and just kept slapping his horse to run away!

Closer, closer! Ten zhang, five zhang, three zhang!

The look of victory in Wanyan Ang's eyes grew increasingly clear; he was already preparing to swing his broadsword!

But just as Wanyan Ang was about to catch up with Zhou Ang, Zhou Ang, who had been in a fleeing posture, suddenly attacked!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Zhou Ang roared, his legs clamping tightly around the horse's belly like iron clamps. With a sudden burst of power from his strong back and waist, he completed what appeared to be an incredible half-turn on the horse's back! At the same time, he propelled his mount to dodge! In this dodge, they narrowly avoided Wanyan Ang's blade!

The great axe that had been trailing behind without any fighting spirit now burst forth with fighting brilliance! Using the rotational force of Zhou Ang's entire body, the mountain-splitting axe drew a perfect arc in the air, and the axe blade even emitted a deadly shriek as it cut through the air!

"Take this!!"

"what?!"

Wanyan Ang's pupils suddenly contracted! The feeling of death filled his mind, and he realized that he had fallen into a trap!

Damn it! That damned Yi is just like those Song people, he's a cunning devil!!

At this moment, Wanyan Ang was unable to retract his greatsword, which he had just swung down with all his might. He could only watch helplessly as the deadly axe light came hurtling down on him from above! All he could do was try his best to dodge to the side!

But, it's too late!

"puff!!"

With a muffled thud, a fountain of blood shot into the sky!

Zhou Ang's "Returning Axe" move struck Wanyan Ang's left shoulder with incredible precision! The heavy and sharp axe pierced through Wanyan Ang's armor, severed his shoulder blade, and embedded itself deeply into his chest cavity!

This axe strike was the decisive blow!

Wanyan Ang looked incredulous. He gripped the axe handle tightly, looked down at his wounds and the gushing blood, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word!

"drink!"

Zhou Ang exerted his strength again, and the axe chopped down a few more times like chopping wood, making Wanyan Ang's already severely injured body even more dilapidated!

"This, this, one axe blow, what, what is it called..."

The life force in Wanyan Ang's eyes was rapidly fading, but he still wanted to know which move had killed him.

"The Returning Axe".

Zhou Ang pressed the axe down even further!

"Under the axe of the returning rider, there is no chance of survival!"

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