Transmigrating into a Turbulent Era as a Soldier, Starting with Marrying a Wife

#147 - Chapter 147 Beheading

The two men met face to face.

Borgia was naturally the first to attack.

He now harbored hatred for Li Yuan, or rather, for the entire Longxiang Army.

What he wanted to do was avenge his Tiele people.

He wanted to defeat Li Yuan in the shortest amount of time, making all the Daliang people realize that the so-called Chishui River victory was just an accident.

You Liang people will never be able to defeat the Tiele warriors on the battlefield.

Therefore, Borgia's attack on Li Yuan was both fast and ruthless.

With a whoosh of wind, Borgia swung the mace in his hand and smashed it head-on at Li Yuan.

Li Yuan didn't panic as he watched the mace smash towards him; he simply took a step to the left.

The heavy cast iron rod almost grazed Li Yuan's clothes as it missed.

However, Borgia was indeed a tiger-fighting warrior, and his body reacted extremely quickly.

Seeing that his attack had missed, he quickly retracted the mace and then quickly turned his body.

Dragging the mace, he slashed out a huge arc, sweeping towards Li Yuan's waist from the other side with the sound of tearing through the air.

Li Yuan was still unhurried, exhaling and pulling in his waist, quickly flashing half a step backward, the mace head passing inches in front of Li Yuan's lower abdomen.

After two consecutive misses, Borgia became anxious.

He suddenly became fierce, charging forward and quickly waving the weapon in his hand, continuously smashing towards Li Yuan like a storm.

In their opinion, Borgia was strong and powerful. Although Li Yuan was not short, he appeared thin compared to his opponent.

As the saying goes, strength comes from size, and Li Yuan must be weaker than Borgia in terms of strength.

Therefore, if Li Yuan could fight to a draw with his opponent, it would be a miracle.

But the result was that Li Yuan hadn't even drawn his saber, but Borgia was already flustered.

However, what surprised Li Yuan was that.

This Borgia did not have the slightest look of disappointment on his face.

He just stared at Li Yuan with his eyes.

That expression looked even more excited and bloodthirsty.

Li Yuan felt that it would be better to resolve this opponent as soon as possible.

When Borgia attacked again, this time Li Yuan suddenly drew out his long saber, and a flash of cold light slashed towards Borgia's neck.

However, to Li Yuan's surprise, Borgia's reaction was also extremely fast, and he quickly used his mace to block the saber's edge.

There was a loud crash of metal.

Although Li Yuan's strike failed to kill the opponent directly, the huge force shook Borgia back several steps.

Borgia only felt his arm go numb, and he turned the cast iron mace in his hand and found a deep saber mark on it.

At this time, the arrogance on Borgia's face had long disappeared, and his gaze towards Li Yuan had also turned into vigilance.

He was not stupid; the martial force that Li Yuan was now displaying definitely had the strength to defeat a tiger-fighting warrior.

At this time, Borgia felt a little regretful, and a thought of retreating sprouted in his heart.

Li Yuan looked at him and said with a smile.

"Tiele man."

"Are you afraid?"

"It doesn't matter; you are, after all, a Tiele envoy."

"As long as you are willing to kowtow and admit your mistake to the heroic spirits of my Daliang before this sacrificial altar."

"I will let you go and spare your dog's life!"

Li Yuan naturally did not want to let Borgia go.

It was just that he saw that this Tiele man seemed to want to retreat after seeing his strength.

Li Yuan was deliberately using provocation to stimulate the other party.

The Tiele people were violent by nature, and such insults would surely enrage him.

Sure enough, upon hearing Li Yuan's words, Borgia's eyes turned blood red, and instead of retreating, he let out a fierce wolf howl, charging towards Li Yuan like a wild beast.

Li Yuan's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

His body rushed out like lightning, and with a wave of his right arm, the long saber in his hand slashed horizontally towards Borgia.

Borgia hurriedly waved the cast iron mace in his hand again to block.

Who knew that Li Yuan's move was just a feint? Li Yuan then changed his wrist, and the long saber's blade drew a curved arc, sweeping fiercely across Borgia's body from the other side.

It was already too late for Borgia to dodge.

When the two separated again.

People only saw Li Yuan looking at the long saber that had been with him for so long with some heartache, and there was a nick in the blade.

And Borgia, standing there, swayed, and instantly several streams of bright red blood spurted out from his chest, abdomen, back, and waist.

Then, with a loud thud.

Borgia's huge body fell to the ground, completely ceasing to breathe.

The scene was silent at first.

Then, the surrounding people burst into a tsunami of cheers.

"We won! We won!"

"Our Daliang's Commandant Li won!"

"Well done!"

"Ah, girl, that damned Tiele man is finally dead!"

"Commandant Li has avenged you!"

Unlike the excited and cheering Daliang people.

The several subordinates Borgia brought were all with eyes wide with anger, their expressions激愤怨毒.

Several of them seemed to want to rush up and avenge their master.

Li Yuan turned to look at them, his cold gaze sweeping across them, and said.

"If you want revenge, you can try?"

Stunned by Li Yuan's gaze, the Tiele people paused for a moment.

They looked again at Borgia's corpse lying on the ground, their hearts filled with icy coldness.

Even the tiger-fighting warrior Borgia was no match for this person.

If we ordinary tribesmen go up, we will only be courting death.

The Tiele people looked at each other, and a Tiele deputy envoy came out and said to Li Yuan.

"This Liang person, please don't misunderstand."

"We don't want to duel."

"We just want to take the corpse of Warrior Borgia back to the grasslands for burial."

Li Yuan smiled coldly at them.

"You want to take the corpse away?"

"Then you have to ask the Daliang people who were killed by him if they agree."

Although he had just arrived, Li Yuan had just heard about the Tiele envoy's harm to the capital.

He shouted loudly to the surrounding people.

"Are there any relatives of women who were killed by this person here?"

As soon as Li Yuan's words came out, more than a dozen people immediately stood out from the onlookers.

Among them were elderly couples, a man with a mournful face, and even children with tear-stained faces.

As soon as these people came out, they shouted to Li Yuan.

"Commandant Li, we are!"

Li Yuan walked to Borgia's corpse and cut off his head with a saber.

Then, carrying the head, he placed it on the sacrificial altar as well.

He also said to the relatives of those women.

"The Tiele head will be displayed here for three days."

"You can bring the memorial tablets of the women in your family to burn incense and worship here."

Hearing this, these people knelt down on the ground in droves, kowtowing to Li Yuan together, all weeping bitterly.

Thanking Li Yuan for avenging their families.

These people were so moved because in the customs of Daliang, if the head of an enemy could be used as a sacrifice.

The soul of the unjustly dead would be at peace.

So Li Yuan helped them avenge their revenge and also allowed them to bring the memorial tablets to worship.

For the relatives of these victimized women, it was a great kindness.

When Borgia's tribesmen saw this situation, they all showed resentment, but they had no choice.

They could only turn around and leave dejectedly.

For them, the key was to bring the news here back to the grasslands first.