Chapter 3 of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms: The Sword Draws Two Edges

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While Li Die rushed to the Northwest, Ye Tianlong focused on launching a counterattack against the Wu'an army.

With detailed intelligence on the Wu'an army provided by Tang Juan, and General Hai Yingyang taking charge of the front lines against Wu'an, the confident Ye Tianlong displayed considerable confidence in this battle against Wu'an. He believed that fighting on two fronts in the Dahu region would allow him to capture Yasu Tianlang Pass while simultaneously inflicting a heavy blow on the Wu'an army.

The Fast army, fighting on two fronts, made no adjustments. Under General Hai Yingyang's command of a single war zone, the two armies operated largely independently, without interference.

Before Hai Yingyang arrived at the Wu'an front, Ye Tianlong had an in-depth discussion with him. It's conceivable that this discussion involved Ye Tianlong sharing the intelligence on the Wu'an army he had obtained from Tang Juan with Hai Yingyang. Of course, the confident man could also be seen as giving Hai Yingyang advice.

Having learned about the current situation of the Wu'an army from Ye Tianlong, Hai Yingyang was in high spirits and brimming with confidence. When he followed Yunaya, he had fought many battles against the Wu'an army in this region. However, even after half a year of bloody fighting, they had only managed to hold back the Wu'an and Yasu armies in the Great Lakes region. This alone had already put immense pressure on him and Yunaya, let alone driving the two armies out of the Great Lakes region or launching a counterattack and advancing into their territories.

Since submitting to Ye Tianlong and returning to the Great Lakes region, Hai Yingyang had been eager to make a significant contribution. After gaining the initiative in the previous campaign against Yasu, his other concern was the situation in Wu'an.

Ye Tianlong's assignment of him to specifically oversee the Wu'an campaign, coupled with detailed intelligence about the Wu'an army, undoubtedly played a crucial role in breaking the current stalemate. It was as if Ye Tianlong, this young emperor, had bestowed upon him a supreme sword, filling him with boundless power.

With unwavering determination, Hai Yingyang left Kule City and headed to Shule City, the other front against Wu'an.

The general fighting against Fast in Wu'an was Hai Yingyang's old adversary, the former Wu'an city lord, Yoyare. After the recent upheaval in the domestic situation, he had expected generals like himself, formerly under the Seventh Princess's control, to suffer at best losing their positions and titles, and at worst, their lives. However, the Wu'an king, usually residing deep within the palace, generously allowed all generals to retain their original posts. For all factions, they were ultimately serving the Wu'an royal family. In this time of national turmoil, they didn't care who held power; as long as they had something to do, that was enough.

Even so, with the departure of Yang Xi, the Black Sorcerer King, who had previously assisted Yoyare, and Du Bichi, the leader of the Poison Sect, Hai Yingyang had eliminated his greatest threat.

These two were Tang Juan's most loyal subordinates; otherwise, they wouldn't have come to her aid when the gods attacked her. Their assistance to Yoyare in resisting the Fast army led by Hai Yingyang was entirely Tang Juan's arrangement, and it proved indispensable, causing Fast's expedition to Wu'an to fail.

However, it was precisely their absolute loyalty to Tang Juan that led to her dismissing them during their escape. Knowing the situation was hopeless, Tang Juan, after encountering Elder Xuan, decided, for various reasons, to no longer keep them by her side. She initially told them they could choose their own future, but knowing their mistress's mind was made up, the two immediately decided that since they could no longer serve Tang Juan, they intended to retire from the world, refusing to return unless Tang Juan reinstated them in their lifetime.

At the time, Tang Juan felt some regret and disappointment, but now, it seemed she had done something very good for Ye Tianlong, or more directly, for Hai Yingyang. Even without these two men, the Wu'an army, though still possessing its original fighting strength, was confident that Hai Yingyang could decisively defeat and achieve victory.

The day after arriving in Shule City, Hai Yingyang mustered his troops and launched an attack on the Wu'an army led by Joare.

The two sides had been locked in a long-term stalemate, and battlefield confrontations had become commonplace for both sides over the past year. Hearing the enemy's drums and horns sounding, the Wu'an army naturally lined up to meet them, assuming it was just another warlike general itching for action. Thus, the Wu'an army met them in their usual formation.

However, a young Wu'an general, standing at the front of his ranks, discovered the long-absent General Fast Hai Yingyang standing before the enemy lines. He immediately returned to the center of the army to report this unusual situation to Commander Joare.

Upon hearing this news, Joaly was greatly surprised. According to the intelligence he had previously received, Hai Yingyang was the commander-in-chief of the so-called Ye Tianlong's personal expedition to Yasu, mainly responsible for the Fast army's attack on Tianlang Pass along the Kule City line. Now that Tianlang Pass remained unmoved, how could Hai Yingyang suddenly appear on the same front line as his own? Had Fast reconsidered the entire Northwest war situation?

However, the two armies had already deployed their formations, and a battle was imminent, leaving him, as the commander-in-chief, no time to consider such questions. The key now was how to deal with the suddenly appearing Hai Yingyang. He knew that in a head-on confrontation, he was no match for Hai Yingyang.

With this in mind, Joaly immediately summoned his personal guards and ordered, "Order the two vanguards on the left and right to dispatch 30,000 elite cavalry on the flanks. Remember, depending on the specific situation, choose between a surprise attack or a feint attack!"

"Understood!" the guards responded and quickly left the tent.

Immediately, Joyare ordered the rear guard to maintain a heavily fortified position, then donned his armor and rushed to the front lines.

Facing his old rival Joyare's arrival, Hai Yingyang didn't react much. Having clashed with him repeatedly over the years, he knew Joyare's abilities all too well. If it weren't for the comprehensive support from Wu'an's rear, including personnel and supplies, and the constantly shifting domestic situation facing the Fast army, Joyare alone would have had no chance of resisting the Yingyang Legion.

The autumn wind swept, the tribal banners fluttered, the vast plains stretched out, and the army's ranks sounded desolate.

"Old friend, we meet again!" Hai Yingyang stood atop his mount, looking at Joyare before him.

"Hmph, you certainly have considerable courage, sir. Having failed to gain any advantage from me time and again, you still have the audacity to confront me once more. Is there no one else in Fasta that can be used, so you, this fickle wretch, are you? Haha!" Joaray paced back and forth on his horse in front of the battle lines, relentlessly mocking him.

Hai Yingyang wasn't angry. He laughed heartily, "Is that truly what you think, General?"

Joaray was taken aback, then his expression turned somewhat grim.

Hai Yingyang clearly saw through Joaray's fear and inferiority complex. Both of them understood that their previous battles hadn't yielded a clear winner. To be precise, in the previous encounters, without the skeleton soldiers of the Black Sorcerer King Yang Xi and the poisons of Dubitch, Joaray's forces would have been utterly incapable of contending with the Eagle Yang Legion.

Both sides were well aware of this, and this time, lacking these two decisive forces, Joaray naturally had little confidence facing Hai Yingyang.

"Enough with the nonsense! I refuse to believe that you Fasts can pull off such a coordinated attack from all sides. Today, before my Wu'an army, I'll show you what defeat truly tastes like!" Yoyare, seeing the newly mobilized vanguard troops begin to move, grinned maliciously and declared arrogantly.

"It seems the general is prepared. Very well, let's begin!" Hai Yingyang coldly stared at Yoyare, uttering a statement that completely surprised him.

However, before Yoyare could fully grasp the meaning of these words, Hai Yingyang raised high the halberd—a divine weapon that had shattered during his battle with Ye Tianlong and had since been repaired—gesturing for an attack on the Wu'an army.

Yoyare dared not hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, commanded his army to meet Fasts's army in a charge.

In an instant, drums and horns sounded in unison, and the light cavalry, tasked with the charge, surged forward like a flowing river into the open area in front of both armies. Amidst shouts and cries, the vanguard cavalry clashed at an equidistant point in the middle of the battlefield. Hai Yingyang and Yoyare remained seated on their horses, but due to the advance of their entire force, they were now positioned in the center of the main army.

In a single exchange, the armored cavalry, reorganized from the former Yingyang Legion, had already scattered the charging Wu'an cavalry, the scene of men and horses falling clearly demonstrating the relative strengths of both sides.

However, despite this, neither side engaged in prolonged combat. The Fast armored cavalry at the forefront, like a sharp blade, continued their swift charge towards the advancing Wu'an army. The sound of banners fluttering in the wind, mingling with the sharp, cold clang of swords clashing, instantly reverberated across the battlefield, a chilling atmosphere unlike anything seen before.

Yoyare, watching the approaching Fast armored cavalry, sensed something ominous. At this moment, he could only hope that the elite troops moving on both flanks could quickly advance to their designated areas, launching a flanking attack on the Fast army, thus disrupting their offensive advantage and relieving pressure on the main battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, the Fast armored cavalry had already clashed with the advancing Wu'an army formation. Although the Wu'an formation, protected by its forward shields, mitigated the impact of the Fast armored cavalry, the Fast armored cavalry, with their overwhelming momentum and lightning speed, still managed to shatter the seemingly impenetrable Wu'an shield-bearing formation. The heavy cavalry, in terms of both weaponry and close-fitting armor, far surpassed the Wu'an soldiers, and coupled with the inherent advantage of cavalry charges, the Wu'an army was now utterly unable to withstand their iron hooves.

After a series of attacks, the Wu'an formation was in disarray. Taking advantage of the Wu'an army's confusion, the Fast armored cavalry, like ferocious demons, wielding long halberds and spurring their armored steeds, charged left and right, swiftly attacking the center of the Wu'an formation.

Seeing this, Joaille gave orders to his two generals to engage the enemy, then spurred his horse forward to meet the charging Fastian armored cavalry.

Wielding his black-plated spear, riding his chestnut steed, and clad in his Soul-Locking Armor, Joaille moved swiftly through the battle, displaying considerable heroic spirit. Facing the charging Fastian armored cavalry, he swept his golden spear across them, and the armored riders fell from their horses, instantly trampled over by the soldiers, their lives extinguished. Whether they were killed by Joaille's spear or trampled to death after falling, only the two who clashed in that instant knew. Having

repeatedly felled Fastian armored cavalry, Joaille moved like a dragon in the water, swiftly weaving through the chaotic ranks, leaving behind only the fallen figures of the Fastian knights he had sniped. From afar, he resembled a series of waves rising from a sea of people.

Hai Yingyang, who had been closely monitoring the battle from within his ranks, naturally noticed Yoyare's actions. He smiled slightly and spurred his horse into the fray, seemingly ready to personally confront his old adversary.

Meanwhile, the 30,000 elite troops mobilized by Wu'an on both flanks had converged and were about to launch a surprise attack on Fast's rear lines when suddenly shouts erupted. In a flash, Fast soldiers, twice their number, surged forth from all directions, leaving them surrounded.

General Habuda, witnessing this, gasped in shock. He had initially admired his commander Yoyare's tactic, only to discover that his supposedly clever move had been anticipated by the Fast army. The situation was now extremely perilous!

Meanwhile, Walkley, once Hai Yingyang's most capable lieutenant, could only feel admiration for his former superior, Hai Yingyang. Before deciding to begin today's battle, Hai Yingyang had specifically ordered him to set up this gourd-shaped formation within a formation. Hai Yingyang hadn't explained the details to him at the time, but now it seemed he had truly anticipated the enemy's moves!

This thought flashed through his mind, and the army instantly surrounded Habuda's tribe. Walkley immediately led his troops to attack the besieged Habuda, and the sounds of battle cries echoed from the rear of Fast's army. However, Fast's army, having anticipated this, was not surprised and continued to fight fiercely against Wu'an's army, each fulfilling their duties.

Habuda, now with no way to retreat, deployed a circular defensive formation and, facing the charging Walkley, pulled on his reins and charged head-on.

The two capable generals of their respective sides thus engaged in close combat amidst the chaos.

Habuda, clad in purple-gold armor and wielding a deadly axe with a ghost-headed design, possessed a powerful and imposing physique. His black steed, like its master, was not tall, but its limbs were exceptionally strong, suggesting profound skill.

Walker, on the other hand, was lean and agile. Facing the burly Habuda, he shouted and swung his longsword, attacking him.

The trembling sword light was over three feet long, slicing through the air with a hissing sound—a truly fierce swordsman's style.

Habuda showed no fear. He raised his Ghost Axe to meet Walker's attack head-on. The three-foot sword light was extremely sharp, and the Ghost Axe's force was incredibly heavy. With two sharp clangs, a burst of light erupted, sparks flew, and the surrounding air trembled violently as the energy exploded outwards, demonstrating the formidable skill of the two combatants.

The attack was over in the blink of an eye. Habuda, with unexpected speed, reversed his arms and swung his white, deadly axe diagonally at Walkley. The force and power were superb, and it was hard to believe that someone of his physique could execute such a move.

A hint of excitement flashed across Walkley's face. With a flick of his wrist, his longsword, like a nimble silver snake, drew an arc in the air, its three-foot-long forked tongue flickering. He paid no heed to the powerful diagonal slash of the axe, instead leaning forward slightly to aim for Habuda's heart. All of this happened in an instant. From the beginning, Walkley and his horse resembled a fully drawn bow, extremely handsome.

It seemed like the attack was sure to hit, the fierce momentum of the axe already enveloping Walkley, ready to strike in the blink of an eye. However, in that tiny split second, seeing Walkley's sword, already only inches from his heart, Habuda was genuinely startled. He wasn't confident he could land a blow on Walkley as he struck him. A moment's hesitation made the situation even more precarious. At the last moment, he finally decided to stop his attack, retracting his axe and leaning back, narrowly avoiding Walkley's deadly thrust!

However, to Habuda's utter regret, just as he leaned back, thinking he had dodged Walkley's fatal blow, Walkley appeared as if descending from the sky, grinning wickedly. The sword, which had been thrusting straight at him, suddenly pointed downwards, aiming for his wide-open abdomen. Habuda knew something was terribly wrong, but he had already lost his balance and was unable to make a further move.

The concept of death flashed through his mind instantly; raising his axe to block was utterly impossible. In that instant, he felt a chill sweep over his abdomen, which then intensified, spreading to his back. He felt as if the air in his body had suddenly been released, and he immediately began to struggle to breathe. At the same time, he heard his mount neigh, and then felt his body slowly sinking.

Just as Habuda leaned back to deflect Walkley's deadly sword strike, Walkley used the momentum of his charge to leap from his horse, his sword thrusting downwards, piercing the five-foot blade into Habuda's abdomen as he lay supine on his horse. The sword pierced through Habuda and the chestnut horse beneath him, which was why Habuda felt his body sink—the horse was falling. As Habuda fell with the horse, a chilling sensation spreading through his body, he saw another smile flash across Walkley's lips, followed by a flash of sword light before his eyes. He felt another chill on his neck, then his vision blurred until darkness enveloped him.

Habuda died without uttering a sound; death came so quickly. The last thing he saw was Walkley's smile and the endless blue of the sky…

While Walkley was killing Habuda, Haiying Yang had already engaged Yoyare in battle.

Although the surrounding soldiers were in complete chaos, the powerful aura created by the clash between the two commanders had somehow carved out a space within the chaotic battle formation. Not a single soldier dared to step into their aura; they knew it would be tantamount to suicide.

After several rounds, both sides had gained a new understanding of each other. While they had clashed many times before in troop formations, this was their first one-on-one duel.

Yoalei had truly witnessed the legendary skills of Hai Yingyang, secretly praising him; he was indeed extraordinary.

Hai Yingyang also secretly admired the seemingly relaxed Yoalei; in terms of pure martial skill, he wasn't as incompetent as he was in leading troops, and he did possess some ability, as evidenced by their few exchanges.

Each man had his own thoughts, but the battle continued relentlessly, the two locked in a fierce and evenly matched struggle!

Both were skilled with long weapons. Hai Yingyang's halberd, though damaged, seemed even more powerful and agile after repair. The white blade sliced through the air like a continuous sheet of cold, icy snow, relentlessly attacking Yoyare with tremendous force, its speed so great that the halberd's true form was impossible to discern—a truly exhilarating experience.

Yoyare wielded his black gold Soul-Severing Spear, its movements like wisps of black smoke, weaving and flowing between Hai Yingyang's white halberd. Its agility was like flowing ribbons, graceful and exquisite, yet its occasional powerful strikes were like a crushing mountain, utterly devastating.

In the heat of battle, the two were indistinguishable within the powerful vortex of air, only fleeting shadows and scattering energy.

Hai Yingyang was a man of swift action; after the initial excitement of fighting a master, his mind was now focused on how to quickly kill his opponent.

After parrying Joaly's Soul-Severing Spear, he used the momentum to retreat two steps, then raised his halberd to attack Joaly's steed. With this single move, Joaly understood Hai Yingyang's intention; with a flick of his spear, he used the momentum to sweep diagonally, precisely blocking the tip of the halberd with the spearhead. Due to the excessive force, the steed involuntarily lifted its front hooves, almost rearing up and losing its balance.

At this moment, a surprising scene unfolded: Hai Yingyang slightly squeezed the horse's back, and his steed suddenly raised its front hooves, fiercely kicking at Joaly's horse. Several neighs were heard as Joaly's horse took solid hits from Hai Yingyang's mount, retreating backward.

Seeing his horse's fear, Joaly's resolve wavered somewhat as he continued to confront Hai Yingyang. As the saying goes, intention arises from the heart; a slight mental turmoil immediately affects external actions. In that moment of relaxation, Hai Yingyang seized the opportunity, launching a sweeping attack straight for his neck.

Yoyare was terrified, hastily raising his spear to defend while simultaneously retreating, barely managing to dodge the blow. However, he was caught off guard; the halberd's blade ripped a long gash in his shoulder armor, and his flesh was also injured.

Previously hesitant, now wounded, Yoyare was thrown into turmoil. After a few thoughts raced through his mind, he finally chose to retreat. It was clear he was no match for Hai Yingyang; continuing the stalemate would undoubtedly lead to his death. Considering the chaotic situation within Wu'an, he felt for a moment that losing his life was not worthwhile; it was better to retreat and reconsider. With

this thought, Yoyare roared and swung his spear with tremendous force, striking Hai Yingyang with overwhelming force. Its force was like Mount Tai pressing down, extremely swift and terrifying.

Haiying Yang raised his halberd to parry, managing to withstand the powerful strike, but ultimately, the force was too fierce, and Haiying Yang felt a slight numbness in his arms, his entire body staggering back a foot or so. However, it was precisely this slight retreat that allowed Yoyare to seize the opportunity to turn his horse around and flee swiftly. Having

lost his killing intent, Haiying Yang, seeing Yoyare escape, ceased his pursuit and instead retreated to the center of the army, commanding a final assault on the Wu'an army whose commander had fled.

Meanwhile, on the other side, after killing Habuda, Walkley had already surrounded and annihilated his 30,000 troops. Now, receiving news of the Wu'an commander's escape, he unleashed a ferocious attack, joining his army in a charge against the Wu'an forces, instantly turning the tide of the battle. Fast's army, while shouting the slogan of the fleeing enemy commander, simultaneously annihilated or captured the demoralized Wu'an troops.

After Joaly fled the enemy lines, aside from managing to order his central army to retreat immediately, the rest of his troops, locked in fierce fighting, were completely overwhelmed by Fast's army. At this point, the battlefield situation had become entirely one-sided.

Seeing that the battle was now firmly in his grasp, Haiying Yang ordered his remaining troops to pursue the fleeing enemy and wipe out Joaly's routed army in one fell swoop.

The battle, which began in the morning and ended in the afternoon, not only resulted in the annihilation of over 50,000 Wu'an soldiers, but by nightfall, Fast's army, pursuing the fleeing enemy, had driven Joaly's army out of the Great Lakes region.

As the saying goes, a defeated army collapses like a house of cards; the routed Wu'an army was utterly unable to mount any effective resistance, and even the garrison stationed on the Wu'an border fled in panic.

In short, by the end of the day, Fast's army had finally driven the Wu'an army out of Fast's territory and had penetrated dozens of miles into Wu'an!

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