mtl008 Chapter 302 Are we friends?
Chapter 302 Are we friends?
The wind in late autumn was exceptionally strong. The figures fighting in front of the two armies raised up sand so hard that people could not see their figures clearly. They could only see the flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers. They could see the two men fighting each other from horseback. The fight was particularly fierce.
The familiar knife light flashed across the door, and the tip of the knife fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Zong Yanli glanced sideways at Kan Shi, and in a trance recalled the past when they had drunk wine and tea together, and had also exchanged martial arts with each other.
Every move seemed to be engraved into my heart unconsciously.
The buzzing sound caused by the collision of the blades was extremely piercing.
Zong Yanli and Kan Shi were equally strong as each other, and every time they exerted force, their arms would tremble and go numb. They no longer had any anxiety in fighting, and every attack was a desperate killing move.
The clash of weapons shook the air, and the passionate fighting spirit in the chest was fully mobilized.
The sharp blade brushed past Kan Shi's nose. He held the sword against his shoulder, and the blade rubbed against his armor, sending out sparks.
The cut armor on her shoulder secretly oozed a bloodstain, but Zong Yanli seemed not to care at all. There was only a passionate fighting spirit in her eyes, and her blood was boiling with a desire to fight to the death.
Clang——!
The knuckles of his palms were numb from the vibration, and his chest seemed to vibrate as he blocked the attack. There was a sharp tinnitus in his ears. Zong Yanli was weakened and took half a step back, almost gritting his teeth to resist Kan Shi's full-strength attack.
His breath was hot and the tip of his nose seemed to be stained with a thin layer of sweat.
"The general seems to be at a disadvantage?" In the military formation not far away, Monkie and Long Feiguang stretched their necks to look, and saw that Zong Yanli was suppressed and retreated again and again. For no reason, they felt a sense of anxiety and urgency in their hearts, and their eyes were fixed on the battle situation in front of them.
"Kan Shi's martial arts strength is indeed stronger than the general..." Long Feiguang's face was still calm, but the hand holding the reins tightened involuntarily.
"This battle... is dangerous." Even Pei Liang found it difficult to make a decision. After seeing with his own eyes the blade in Kan Shi's hand slashing past Zong Yanli's ear, cutting off her hair, and even her earlobe being burned by the blade with a hint of blood, Pei Liang and others' breathing froze.
The battle situation gradually became fiercer. After the contest of strength was determined, murderous intentions followed again and again!
The knife marks on the armor were crisscrossed. Zong Yanli was weakened and gradually suppressed, so she just kept blocking. After another attack, the blade in her hand was suddenly knocked away by gravity and stuck in the sand with a buzzing sound.
When Monkie and the others saw this scene, they straightened their backs, and Jie Hu even reached out and touched the longbow at hand.
Zhan Haoyue and others watched with bated breath, watching the rapidly changing battle situation, watching Zong Yanli barely dodge Kan Shi's stone-breaking attack. The blade almost grazed Zong Yanli's waist and abdomen, and her armor shattered, revealing her soft armor warrior's short shirt.
If it went one inch further, the sword would be able to cut her in half!
Zong Yanli's breathing was not disordered at all. She rolled on the ground and picked up the long sword again. She turned her back to block and her arms seemed to break slightly. The back of the sword pressed against her chest, causing her lungs to vibrate.
"Ugh..." Zong Yanli let out a cry of pain. He gritted his teeth and kicked with his knee. The blade was tilted and raised a piece of sand. When Kan Shi turned his head to avoid it, Zong Yanli's eyes seemed to flash with fierceness. He stabbed forward with the blade, and the tip of the blade pierced Kan Shi's heart without any hindrance!
There was only a crisp sound, and the tip of the long knife could not move forward even half an inch.
Kan Shi's face changed in shock and he reached out to grab Zong Yanli. Zong Yanli leaned back, took two steps back, and looked at Kan Shi with deep eyes.
Kan Shi covered his heart, stretched out his hand to tear open the broken armor, and took out the shattered half of the heart guard. The marks left by the blade were so eye-catching that the shattered heart guard slipped from his hands. Kan Shi's eyes dimmed slightly, and then he tightly grasped the shattered heart guard and looked up at Zong Yanli.
"Okay..." He murmured with a hint of relief, and he clenched his fists tightly. The remaining pieces of the heart-protection mirror were completely crushed into powder in his hands. The breeze blew the powder away between his fingers, as if crushing the only remaining friendship between them.
“Heh…” Zong Yanli also smiled when she saw this. She lowered her head slightly, and this time she held the long sword with both hands. She stood sideways and raised the blade, raised her chin towards Kan Shi and said, “Come on, today we will decide who is better, and who lives or dies!”
"Come!"
Kan Shi shouted loudly and rushed forward to fight!
The two men fought more and more bravely amid the flying sand and rocks. By the end, there was no strategy left and they were only fighting attack and defense. The blades left several bloody marks, and the armor was shattered by the sword energy. The mask on Zong Yanli's face was knocked to the ground, and there were some more broken hairs on his forehead.
In the final, almost exhausting battle, Zong Yanli moved closer, her throat almost touching the blade in Kan Shi's hand.
The blinding red made people's eyelids jump. It was the sound of a sword cutting through flesh and blood. Both parties watching the fight saw with their own eyes that the blade in Kan Shi's hand was placed on Zong Yanli's neck, and it was almost going to cut her throat in the next second!
"General--!" Monk and his men didn't even have time to react. No one expected that Zong Yanli would actually face the blade. That action was undoubtedly tantamount to seeking death.
"What……"
"Could it be that the General..."
The army was in an uproar. Long Feiguang almost squeezed the reins into his hands. He stared at the battle ahead with his breathing held.
In the center of the battle, Zong Yanli held tightly onto the blade on his neck with one hand, and with the other hand he pressed the long sword against Kan Shi's heart once again.
This time there was no obstacle, and he pierced his heart without any hesitation. Kan Shi's knife also cut Zong Yanli's neck. The flesh on her neck was turned out and blood was gushing out. He should have cut her throat directly, but she forcibly grabbed it with one hand.
The blade was deeply embedded in her finger joints, getting stuck in the gap between the knuckles and unable to go in even half an inch.
Kan Shi released the strength in his hands, slowly lowered his head to look at the black long knife that had pierced his chest. It seemed like a long time had passed, but instead of retreating, he advanced, holding onto Zong Yanli's knife, allowing the long knife to pierce his body, revealing the sharp tip of the knife in the back half.
And he finally stood in front of Zong Yanli in such an intimate manner, loosened his hand holding the blade, raised his arms and hugged Zong Yanli tightly.
"This time, you can't push me away." Kan Shi lowered his head slightly, tightened his arms little by little, and rested his head on Zong Yanli's shoulder without any hindrance. His breath was hot and shallow, and his tone contained some regrets that he had not had time to express.
"Zong Yanli...Ali."
"Are we friends?"
Kan Shi's breath dissipated little by little, and the hot breath stopped abruptly. The arms that were tightly hugging her slipped away. Zong Yanli reached out to push him away, covering the bleeding neck wound with one hand, and pulling out a long knife with the other hand, leaving Kan Shi lying on his back on the ground.
Zong Yanli knelt down in front of Kan Shi with his knees weak, looking down at his face until he heard the angry roar beside his ear and saw the crossbow flying towards him...
Daqian's troops sounded the charge horn, and Kan Shi, the most powerful general of Lu, was defeated and died here.
“General——!!!” Zong Yanli’s eyes went dark and when he finally fell, Wen Nian caught him in his arms.
"Call the military doctor quickly!" Wen Nian stretched out his trembling hands and tightly covered Zong Yanli's neck, where blood was gushing out, his eyes full of panic.