Rebirth of a Star General 112
The Return
The crowd below didn’t clearly see how the winner between He Yan and Ba Zhi was decided. They only saw the two of them scuffled together, as Ba Zhi hit He Yan with his palm, and He Yan stabbed Ba Zhi’s neck with a hidden weapon.
Although the means were not upright, she still won in the end.
“Brother He is amazing!” Cheng Lisu shouted first, “Good Fight! Good fight!”
“Shut up!” Song Taotao on the side scolded him.
Cheng Lisu was dissatisfied, “What’s wrong with me applauding for my elder brother?”
“It’s not the time to be relieved yet.” Song Taotao shook her head. Girls are always more careful than boys. She felt that He Yan’s face was paler than before, and her heart “thumped”, guessing that He Yan might have been injured. But He Yan was wearing black clothes and no one could actually see where her injury was.
On the stage, the young man in black clothes raised his chin slightly and asked with a smile, “No one dares to come up?”
Right at this moment, Ridamuzy burst into laughter, as he clasped his hands while laughing, “Interesting, interesting! I didn’t expect the Liangzhou Guards to have such an interesting person!” Before the words left his mouth, he rode his horse towards the martial arts platform.
He moved so fast that the people around him were caught off guard. Several Liangzhou recruits were almost stepped on by his horse. Fortunately, they were pulled away by the surrounding people. Ridamuzy landed directly in front of He Yan.
“Does the Commander want to get into the ring himself?” The young man said in surprise, “I’m just a new recruit. What can I do?”
“You’ve killed two of my warriors. You’re not an ordinary recruit.” Ridamuzy laughed. He didn’t even look half displeased by the loss of his beloved warrior.
“It was just a fluke.”
“You don’t have to be modest. You’ve just fought against them and I’ve seen it all. You deserve to be the number one recruit in Liangzhou!” Ridamuzy said, looking at everyone under the martial arts stage, smiling contemptuously, “Here, you are the most courageous and resourceful. But…” He changed his words, “I wonder how long will you last with that wound on your waist?”
He Yan remained silent.
Ridamuzy looked at her with interest, “Ba Zhi was my best subordinate. He attacked your waist twice in a row just now. It seems you have some old wounds. At that last moment when you stabbed a hidden weapon into his throat, his…” He walked to Ba Zhi’s side, fiddled with Ba Zhi’s body with his feet, turning him over, “His hand was loosened and it looked like he had stabbed something in your waist. Was it a knife?”
Ridamuzy asked her with concern, “Oh, it must be very painful.”
“It’s actually okay.” He Yan smiled, “It’s not as painful as him.”
Ridamuzy stared at her for a while, then smiled, “Very good. I like tough men like you the most. The sound of breaking you up will be especially sweet.” As he said, he kicked off Ba Zhi’s corpse from the stage and chuckled, “Useless waste.”
Immediately afterward, he drew out his machete from his waist.
Seeing this, Shen Han narrowed his eyes and said angrily, “Ridamuzy, as a commander, how can you fight against my Liangzhou Guard recruits? If you want to spar, I will accompany you!”
“You?” Ridamuzy shook his head slowly: “You are not as good as him. I want him, this He… He Yan.”
“Chief Instructor Shen, let me do it.” He Yan said.
In fact, it didn’t matter what she said to Shen Han, Ridamuzy had already set his sights on He Yan. This was the worst thing that could happen. But it was also lucky enough as they would have more time.
“Aren’t you going to change your weapon?” Ridamuzy said with a smile, “My machete will cut off your whip.”
“Maybe it’s my whip that will break your knife.” He Yan smiled and said while wrapping the whip in her both hands, in front of him.
The Qiang soldiers use a machete, and each person’s machete is different. Ridamuzy’s machete was extremely long – around half the height of a person. Not knowing how many people’s blood had been drenched on it, it appeared dark red. As soon as the knife was unsheathed, the sunlight fell on it and spread the bloody stench all around.
He Yan could only choose a whip. Back in the years when she fought against the Qiangs, she always used a sword. Whoever standing here that had seen “General Feihong,” would be able to recognize at a glance that she has exactly the same swordsmanship as “General Feihong”. As for the use of machetes, the Qiangs are best at using them. Using machetes against them is tantamount to attacking their strong point with her own shortcomings. After thinking about it, it was only convenient for her to use a whip.
Ridamuzy plunged over with his machete.
His pace was fast and contrary to his burly physique, his moves were very nimble. His strategy was also clever; his distance was always maintained out of reach of He Yan’s whip.
Whenever He Yan wanted to wrap his machete around, Ridamazy dodged and slashed at the whip with a backhand. “Bang” sounded, although the iron whip was not broken, it inevitably alarmed people.
If this went on, no one knew how long the whip would last. The weapons on the weapon rack were for the soldiers to practice martial arts and were only strong and durable. But Ridamuzy’s sword was obviously a treasured sword and could not be compared to a practice weapon.
He laughed loudly while slashing the machete horizontally. He Yan’s whip wrapped around the machete but she wasn’t able to pull it. Ridamuzy was too strong and he said, “Naive!” He pulled the machete to his side, and He Yan’s body couldn’t help but fly towards him.
“Brother Ahe, be careful!” Mak couldn’t help but blurt out.
But seeing He Yan flying towards Ridamuzy, and seeing that he was about to hit Ridamuzy’s blade, the young man suddenly smiled. The whip pulled into a flower, slipped away from the blade, and hit Ridamumzi on the face. Using the momentum of flying over, she passed Ridamuzy’s head and rolled on the ground before stopping.
The audience’s hearts fell back to their stomachs.
Ridamuzy turned his head slowly.
He was born fierce and violent, but at this moment, He Yan hit him on the cheek with a whip, and blood came out flowing down his cheek. He licked the blood that reached his lips as he stared at He Yan and said, “You are really amazing.”
His voice was very soft, but it sounded very creepy when it fell into people’s ears.
He Yan said, “You too.”
The wound has been hurting since the start, and the tumbling just now only made the blade pierce into the body deeper. Yet she couldn’t pull out the blade now. First, there was no time for her to do so. Second, if she pulled it out, the bleeding would not stop and she would soon lose strength.
Right now, He Yan was not as relaxed as she appeared. The blade that Ba Zhi stabbed into her body was not long. It was short and slender, about the width of her index finger, and it was delivered sideways. Although it was not critical, it just happened to strike onto her old wound. The initial wound has opened up, and as she fought with the person on the martial arts field, flesh tumbled, and the blade pierced deeper, which was tantamount to remaining conscious while feeling her flesh being cut.
She lowered her head, bit her lip quickly, as the blood appeared on her lips. She changed to the appearance of the high-spirited teenager again.
“How long are you going to last?” Ridamuzy didn’t worry and said with a smile, “Your sweat is about to run out.”
“Really?” He Yan touched it, “Perhaps the weather is too hot.”
Ridamuzy slowly raised his machete and rushed towards him with a grinning smile, “Your blood will also be drained!”
He Yan also rushed up.
The Liangzhou Guard recruits below all looked on with trepidation. When He Yan faced Ridamuzy, he did not look as good as when he faced the first two. And Ridamuzy was cunning and cruel. No matter how powerful He Yan usually was, in the end, he was only a 16-year-old child.
Jiang Jiao murmured, “He can’t hold it anymore.”
“Maybe he is injured.” Huang Xiong frowned, “It’s really not good.” He touched the golden-backed sword on his body, “Let’s rush up together. We can’t just watch him die like this.”
Wang Ba scolded, “Fuck! Why don’t these Instructors stop him and let a rookie go up to fight? Are they not ashamed!”
Shen Han stood in the crowd, staring at He Yan’s figure, and the note in his hand was about to be crushed. Standing next to him, Liang Ping was anxious and whispered, “Chief Instructor, we can’t sit back like this. We can’t let them take control here. Why don’t we…”
“Don’t make the decisions on your own!” Shen Han shouted, “Wait.”
Wait? For what?
On the stage, He Yan and Ridamuzy fought again for more than a dozen moves.
Her movements were not as swift as before, and it was obvious that she was slow. She stabbed RIdamuzy on the arm a few times but was narrowly avoided every time. But after all, it was worth it.
The smile on her face never changed. It seemed that this was not a bloody battle of life and death, but rather a casual and happy discussion with partners after a daily training.
This puzzled Ridamuzy.
He said, “Do all the people in the Central Plains act like you?”
“Not really,” He Yan’s pained voice was a little unsteady. She smiled, “I’m especially good at acting.”
Ridamuzy’s smile was not as relaxed as before.
He Yan did not dare to relax her vigilance against him.
When she fought with the Western Qiangs, the enemy’s leader, Ridamuji, was brutal and ferocious. His single machete harvested countless souls. Bones piled up wherever he went. What Ridamuji loved to do was chop off the captives’ heads with a machete and tie it to the tail of his horse.
The Fuyue army led by He Yan and the Qiang army led by Ridamuji fought fiercely.
In the final battle, Ridamuji died at the hands of He Yan.
He loved beheading others during his lifetime, but he probably never thought that after his death, he would also be beheaded by others, put in a box inlaid with pearls and jade, brought to the imperial palace in the capital as a gift to the emperor, and finally became a general’s military merit in exchange for generous reward.
After Ridamuji’s death, the Western Qiang soldiers were headless, and the rebellion was soon quelled. This man, named Ridamuzy, in front of her gave birth to a face exactly like Ridamuji.
He Yan had seen Ridamuji with her own eyes. He would not come back to life. Besides, Ridamuji’s eyes were dark green, while Ridamuzy’s eyes were dark blue. He Yan thought that she had heard that Ridamuji had a twin brother, who was born with brute force and ran rampant. However, he was at odds with the brother who was the leader and had left at an early age, so his whereabouts were unknown.
Now it seemed that this Ridamuzy was the twin brother of Ridamuji.
He probably also knew the news of his brother’s death, so maybe he got the remnants of the Qiang tribe and rushed to Liangzhou Guard with his troops. He was cunning enough to learn from the traitor that Xiao Jue was not in Liangzhou Wei now, and the recruits here were so immature, so he dared to be so brazen.
But Ridamuzy was not a fool. No matter how brave and arrogant his subordinates were, a thousand people cannot win against the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of Liangzhou Guard’s elite soldiers. Therefore, his troops should be far larger than that. It must have taken a good span of time to set up such a game for Liangzhou Guard. In front of the guardhouse was Baiyue Mountain, and behind was the Wulu River. If they had troops, it would be impossible to come across from Baiyue Mountain in such heavy snow. Therefore, it is most likely that they had used the nearest waterway at night to come across.
He Yan had never met Ridamuzy before but had fought against Ridamuji many times, so she knew very well about that person. He loved to be in the ring, and he used to say that he wanted to learn from the opponent. In fact, his means were cruel. The bright and upright path of the warriors of the Central Plains would mostly be defeated by the opponent. As a result, morale would be lost before the battle is fought. Once they have a fearful heart towards the Qiangs, they would be defeated. Countless great Wei generals have been caught in Ridamuji’s trick.
Soldiers never tire of deceit, and morale is paramount. He Yan could see clearly that although Ridamuzy was at odds with his brother, his methods were the same. The recruits of Liangzhou Guard would inevitably have to fight hard with Ridamuzy’s men today. She has done everything she can, and the last thing was to buy enough time for the sons of Wei in this martial arts arena.
With morale, their first war will show their real strength.
“I hate pretentious people from the Central Plains the most.” Ridamuzi finally became impatient. He looked into the distance and seemed to be waiting for some news, but before he could wait, he turned his head and said, “Hurry up and end it!”
He Yan smiled and said, “I think so too.”
She stretched out her hand and re-tied the belt tighter. Though the belt covered the wound so that the blood would not flow too much, it made the wound more painful and uncomfortable at the same time.
Seeing her movements, Ridamuzy suddenly said, “You remind me of someone.”
He Yan, “Who?”
“Although I haven’t seen him before, I heard my unfortunate brother once say that there was a general named He Rufei in the Central Plains. He could pull out the hilt of the arrow and continue to command the battle, despite being shot on the battlefield. He eventually died at the hands of He Rufei. You are very similar to that person.”
He Yan heard the words and smiled, “You’re wrong. I am not He Rufei, and I am not at all like him.”
She glanced at the people of Liangzhou under the stage, “But all the sons and daughters of Wei are like me. As long as they don’t die, they will fight to the end! There will be thousands of General Feihongs in the Central Plains, but how many of you will there be in Western Qiang,” she said, raising her eyes and sneering, “How many will be there? Hmm?”
Having said that, she waved her whip and headed straight for Ridamuzy!
Ridamuzy sneered and didn’t take it to heart. From his point of view, He Yan was already injured. Old injuries on top of new injuries were just the end of the battle. Although her endurance was amazing, she wouldn’t last long.
The machete and the whip intertwined, making the sound of metal colliding.
“Big Brother He…” Mak’s heart twitched as he watched from the audience, but he didn’t dare to fall down.
He Yan’s movements quickened.
She swung the whip faster and faster, faster than Ridamuzi swung his machete. The machete was big and heavy. For ordinary people, Ridamuzy’s movements were already fast, but it was not as fast as an iron whip. Taking advantage of the time gap before the machete was swung, the whip penetrated in from everywhere, and slammed into Ridamuzy’s face. It was just a bloodstain before, but after a while, there were several more bloodstains on his face.
“That’s all you can do!” Ridamuzy was irritated by the successive whips. His expression became violent, and the machete targeted He Yan’s neck directly. But He Yan was petite, she easily escaped.
“You’re nothing more than that.” The young man even had time to turn his head to tease.
What happened? Ridamuzy was more and more surprised. How does it seem that as time passed, He Yan’s movements became faster and faster? Isn’t he injured? Why can he still be flexible, with no influence at all? Could it be that he faked it before? This kid doesn’t have any old injuries at all?
He Yan dodged to avoid the tip of the machete, tapped the ground with her toes, and circled behind Ridamuzy.
This person was wearing armor, which was extremely hard. Her whip didn’t hit Ridamuzy, but it just landed on the armor and left nothing behind.
His whole body was completely unobtrusive, except one weak point.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she attacked Ridamuzy from behind.
Ridamuzy turned around and blocked He Yan’s iron whip with his machete, sending her flying. But in the blink of an eye, she used her strength to pounce on Ridamuzy again.
This was simply a desperate fight, just attacking while disregarding defense.
“He wouldn’t want to die together, would he?” Jiang Jiao murmured.
In the eyes of outsiders, He Yan, who looked desperate, was actually not that bad. Instead, it was Ridamuzy who from the very beginning, had the chance to win, but was gradually falling to a disadvantage.
This young man seemed to see the traces of his every strike, and in every exchange, he avoided it early. He also quickly caught the weakness in Ridamuzy’s machete skills and took advantage of the weakness to attack, causing Ridamuzy’s attacks to gradually fall into the wind.
How old is he? Probably 15 or 16 years old, but he can see his weakness in a moment. It must be a terrible thing to have such an enemy. And as this young man said, there are countless people like him in the Central Plains. What about Western Qiang? How many are there in Qiang? There is no such genius, none at all.
For a moment, Ridamuzy even had the intention of retreating.
His morale was deflated.
But for this, he wronged He Yan. No matter how powerful He Yan is, she would not be able to track an opponent’s trajectory just by having a few hand-to-hand exchanges, let alone someone like Ridamuzy. It was only because he was the blood related twin brother of Ridamuji and they shared a similar style of swordsmanship.
He Yan had fought against Ridamuji countless times in her previous life. She knew herself and the enemy and had already memorized his tricks by heart. So at this moment, it was easier for her to deal with Ridamuzy. And the sense of timidity that Ridamuzy gave birth to, was exactly what she wanted.
It was just a way to return the favor.
They used to like to beat other people’s morale to increase their own, and now they have finally experienced the feeling of discouragement. This was an opportunity.
He Yan’s whip was getting faster and faster, and the people around were a little dizzy. Ridamuzy only felt that the iron whip was like a living snake, circling and dancing in front of him, with only a shadow-like silhouette. His machete swung in the air to target the whip, but he was hit with a whip on his forehead. The actual whip was there.
He slashed towards He Yan furiously, but the young man had already circled behind him. This action of his hand also appeared before when dealing with Wala. Ridamuzy secretly cried out in his heart. He saw that the iron whip was already flying in the air, in front of him, like a pair of heavy chains, about to wrap around his neck.
With one more stroke, his throat will be severed and he will die like Wala.
In the nick of time, he shouted, “Ke Muzhi—”
This seemed to be the name of one of his subordinates. The next moment, on the martial arts field, a woman’s exclamation suddenly sounded. It was Song Taotao, who was thrown onto the martial arts stage by the Qiangs, who were holding her.
The Qiangs were strong and fierce. Song Taotao was just a slender little girl. She was thrown up like a parcel. If she falls, she would be seriously injured even if she doesn’t die.
There was no one in the audience who could make it in time.
The whip in He Yan’s hand spun around Ridamuzy’s neck and flew towards Song Taotao, and her body also flew towards Song Taotao.
The iron whip wrapped around Song Taotao’s body. He Yan flew over and took Song Taotao into her arms. The two lashed the ground together. He Yan supported Song Taotao’s body. The blade on her wound went deeper. She let out a “hiss”.
“Brother, be careful!” Cheng Lisu’s shout suddenly sounded.
“He Yan!”
“Brother Ahe!”
There were anxious voices from all directions, Liang Ping’s voice was extremely shrill, and when He Yan looked sideways, she saw a line of sword light rushing towards her.
When she chased up to Song Taotao, her back was exposed, and Ridamuzy’s machete fell fiercely, wanting to cut her into two pieces.
He Yan pushed Song Taotao away and the wind swept by the incoming machete made her close her eyes.
She no longer had the strength to move.
“Go to hell!”
“Bang–“
The imagined pain didn’t come and there was no blood splattered as something knocked over the machete. It seemed that someone was standing in front of her.
He Yan slowly opened her eyes.
The familiar dark blue figure, with a silver-scaled giant dragon made of silver thread embroidered on the corner of the robe stood in front of her. The young man’s posture was as straight as ever, looking calm and reassuring. The long sword in his hand has not yet been unsheathed. It was as crystal clear as ice, shining brightly.
It was such a narrow and thin sword that flicked away the machete.
“The General… General! It’s the General!” Everyone in the audience was amazed for a moment and suddenly cheered up.
“The General is back!”
“Uncle!”
Xiao Jue… has returned?
He Yan looked over and felt that her vision was blurred and she couldn’t see clearly.
Xiao Jue pulled her up from the ground, He Yan lost her strength and leaned on him softly. Xiao Jue supported her waist. He seemed to have noticed something and looked down.
The young man in black clothes looked weaker without any wounds, but the hand holding He Yan’s waist at the moment was wet.
There were bloodstains on his hand.
His expression paused and he slowly looked at Ridamuzy, but his words were addressed to He Yan. His tone was as sarcastic as ever, “Why do you always make yourself so miserable every time I meet you.”
“…”
He Yan smiled and said softly, “Maybe it’s because I know that you will come to my rescue every time.”
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