CHAPTER 499: CHAPTER 426: ENCOUNTERING ME, YOU DON’T HAVE SUCH AN OPPORTUNITY_2

At this moment, Shang Ruyi finally understood.

Just a few days ago, Xue Xian had killed more than eighty thousand people in a bloody battle and built a Capital from their corpses, which had already caused panic among the city’s troops and civilians; and this time, he came to challenge Yu Wenye, because this Assistant General was sent by the court to confront him. Yu Wenye, due to his military achievements over the years, also had a considerable reputation in the army, which would give everyone some confidence and rekindle the belief of defending the city among the troops and civilians.

Therefore, his goal is to crush this belief!

Once he defeats this Assistant General, it would tell everyone here, whether soldiers or generals, that none of them can match him, Xue Xian.

By that time, the morale of Fufeng would completely collapse!

Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi’s heart leapt to her throat, and she hastily turned to look at Yu Wenye, only to see his face as stern as usual, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a barely noticeable, faint arc.

"On the contrary, just right."

Just right?

Shang Ruyi froze, not having time to think too much, as Yu Wenye had already said in a deep voice: "Have the archers stationed on the tower."

Dai Junliang immediately responded: "Yes!"

With that said, with a wave of his hand, the archers, who were already in full gear, immediately stepped forward, standing behind each battlement on the tower, their eyes glaring at the people below.

Yu Wenye continued: "Prepare horses and swords."

Mu Xian responded: "Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Wenye had already turned around and descended from the tower. On the ground, the soldiers led up a jet-black steed, and as soon as Yu Wenye mounted, two soldiers presented a Mo Blade to him.

Yu Wenye reached out and picked it up.

At the moment of picking it up, his wrist sank slightly.

Shang Ruyi’s heart skipped a beat.

She still remembered that the Mo Blade Yu Wenye usually used was left in Jiangdu Palace. On his journey, he hadn’t found a suitable weapon. During the battle with Shantong’er at Wanggang Village, he had to use Mu Xian’s Mo Blade temporarily. However, that sword was only fifty pounds, and it was awkward for him to use. It was said that he nearly lost grip several times during the battle.

The sword before them was obviously newly forged.

But it seemed—

Not only did Shang Ruyi sense something, but even Mu Xian beside her worriedly said in a low voice, "Great General, this newly forged sword is eighty pounds, ten pounds heavier than the one you used before, and today is your first time using it, I’m afraid—"

"No need to say more."

Yu Wenye interrupted him lightly, raised the sword, and swung it twice.

The heavy weight was almost as if holding a person in his hand, and with each swing, it created a gust of wind, forcing the two soldiers holding the sword to take two steps back in astonishment.

He nodded slightly.

Turning around to look at the neatly lined-up soldiers behind him, though these men brightened at the sight of the imposing general and the shining Mo Blade in his hand, when they looked up again at the closed, and soon to open, gates, fear spread across their faces.

After all, Xue Xian had already killed eighty thousand of them.

Toward this killing demon, these men had almost no belief in victory, and this expedition, everyone felt, was just a dead end.

The closer it came to battle, the stronger the sense of impending defeat.

Yet Yu Wenye remained indifferently calm, raised his head to look at the tall gates ahead, and said, "Open the gates!"

At the command, the soldiers guarding the tower stepped forward to remove the heavy bolts, then pushed the massive gates open—there was a long, hoarse rumble as they slowly opened, and a ray of golden sunlight pierced in like an arrow, making the soldiers squint.

And under that golden sunlight were the Longxi soldiers prepared for battle!

A gust of wind carried the stench from the towering Capital of corpses behind them, as if creating an invisible shock, filling the hearts of the Fufeng soldiers with even more fear.

However, amidst these wavering figures, there was one person who stood like a mountain.

Yu Wenye, holding the reins in one hand and the sword in the other, rode steadily out through the gates!

Mu Xian and Dai Junliang dared not delay, quickly mounting their horses and leading the troops behind them out, and soon lined up below the tower, densely packed like two neat carpets facing each other.

At this moment, Yu Wenye finally caught sight of the horseman ahead.

Xue Xian.

The legendary invincible warrior of Longxi.

This man appeared to be in his thirties, with a full beard. No wonder it was hard to see his face from the tower just now, as his stiff, wild beard nearly covered his entire face, making him look like a tiger. Yet even so, it couldn’t hide his fierce and cunning tiger eyes, now glaring at Yu Wenye with scrutiny, as if judging something.

After a long silence, he spoke: "Yu Wenye."

Yu Wenye replied: "Xue Xian."

Xue Xian burst into laughter, his voice booming like a bell. Even from such a distance, those on the tower could hear it clearly. Shang Ruyi, who had climbed back onto the tower, was even more tense, her ears perked up.

She grasped the battlement tightly, staring at the men below.

After laughing, Xue Xian looked at Yu Wenye again, his gaze sharp enough to almost pierce through his Bright Armor, saying: "Although I’m from your father’s generation, there’s no distinction on the battlefield. You can call me by name without hesitation, but also, I won’t show mercy either."

Yu Wenye said: "That’s precisely what I want."

"Oh?"

Xue Xian was taken aback, not expecting such a response, and squinted slightly: "What do you mean by that?"

"Only with your full strength can I prove to them—"

Yu Wenye said while hefting the heavy Mo Blade, glancing at the soldiers behind him, so tense they didn’t dare breathe: "Prove that your recent victory was nothing but luck."

"..."

"Facing me, you won’t have such a chance."