It all started with one person becoming a shaman, but the Stand user...

"You flatter me?"

Upon hearing this, Qinghe Miao was equally taken aback, and replied with a smile.

To hear one's own name from the mouth of a real historical general, someone one has never met before.

It's a pretty strange feeling.

"However, I originally thought you were a rare military genius. That's why you were able to anticipate the enemy's moves and repeatedly succeed in the Taihang Mountains. But now..."

Wang Yanzhang abruptly changed the subject, paused for a few seconds, and glanced at the surrounding burned streets and ruins before sneering:

"You came alone, without a single soldier, and stormed into this fallen city to face me. What are you trying to do? This is extremely unwise."

In his view, there was no problem for a general to save people or save the city.

However, this method of rescue is not suitable for military purposes; it would appear reckless and foolish.

"Ha, there's no other way. Attacking where the enemy must defend, isn't that a basic principle of military strategy?"

Qinghe Miao shrugged, looking quite relaxed.

"So let's make a deal, how about we go outside and talk? Or, let's just call it a day? You can probably guess that there's no point in continuing, it'll only increase casualties."

This is not an empty city ploy.

His soldiers are really coming in soon.

It's nothing special if it's left in the wild.

However, if the enemy's army outside the city cannot provide timely support.

These people were able to re-secure the city walls and clear out the enemy soldiers who had entered.

Keep in mind that this is still night fighting, and information transmission is not so timely, so the army should not act rashly.

"Hahaha, what nonsense, wishful thinking!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yanzhang burst into laughter, his spirit soaring to the heavens:

"I only need to capture you here, and then block your rabble that is about to arrive outside the city! Once my army arrives outside the city..."

"At that time, you, your remaining soldiers, and all those who resist in this city will still be nothing more than turtles in a jar!"

Communicating with experienced and renowned generals often saves a lot of effort.

After excluding the Seer's advantage brought by information hacks such as the "Purple Hermit".

After only a few words in person, Wang Yanzhang quickly deduced Qing Hemiao's basic intentions from his actions.

"General Wang is a hero of our time, and I have always admired him."

Qinghe Miao sighed and said softly, "I want to make one last effort."

"But the affairs of the world cannot be accomplished without the help of our men. Now that I have led my troops into the city, the overall situation may not have changed fundamentally, and it will only increase casualties on both sides. Why not stop fighting for now and wait for the situation to change?"

Wang Yanzhang did not answer immediately, but stared at him for two seconds with his head held high.

Then, a slight smile appeared on his lips as he slowly raised the spear in his hand:

"Is this how it should be? Unfortunately, one should be loyal to the ruler, share his burdens, and fulfill his duties. My lord's intention is to have both Li Xingyun and this city of Luzhou!"

As soldiers, we follow orders; how can there be any talk of 'futile' actions? In this chaotic world, if you wish to become a 'hero' who can influence the course of events, you must first defeat this iron spear in my hand!

Qinghe Miao nodded slowly and said no more.

They did not ask questions such as, "What if his reinforcements arrive in time and eat up the Liang army's men who have already entered the city?"

That's too naive; it's not a question a responsible adult should ask.

So what if he's already eaten it? Wang Yanzhang can afford the risk and price; why would he give it up so easily?

"Can I ask one last question?"

Qinghe Miao asked tentatively:

"What level is a general?"

"Mid-Heaven Position, Peak!"

Wang Yanzhang uttered five words frankly, then stopped rambling and his eyes flashed with a sharp light:

"Let's fight!"

The moment the last word was uttered, the thick, bowl-sized spear, accompanied by a terrifying shriek, crashed down on Qing Hemiao's head!

There are no fancy moves; it's pure strength, speed, and the simple ruthlessness honed through countless battles!

Qinghe Miao's expression became slightly out of control for a moment!

Too fast! Too intense!

He was completely different from any enemy he had ever faced before!

Before he could even think, his body, driven by the Stand's enhanced reaction, was already flying and rolling to the side and backward in an extremely effective manner!

"Boom—Crack!!!"

A deafening roar brushed past my ear, accompanied by the sound of bricks cracking!

The iron spear slammed heavily onto the city wall behind where Qinghe Miao had just been standing!

The solid city wall bricks were smashed to pieces like tofu, a large section of the wall collapsed with a bang, and broken stones and dust flew everywhere, filling the air with smoke!

What the hell is that?!

After rolling over, Qing Hemiao knelt on one knee to steady himself, his heart filled with horror, and his eyes revealed murderous intent.

Anyone facing something that could almost kill them.

Presumably, their attitudes won't be very friendly.

But after only a moment's hesitation, he made a wiser decision.

Tactical shift, immediately!

This guy's skill with the iron spear is on a completely different level compared to when we just exchanged a quick palm strike!

There's no need to fight head-on now. We need to buy time and wait for the main force of the Taihang Army to rush in and join us. We also need to find a more suitable battlefield!

The city gate is not a suitable place for him to use his strongest methods.

Qinghe Miao moved swiftly, dashing towards a street nearby that was engulfed in flames and piled with rubble.

He also snatched a spear from a Liang soldier nearby.

Having witnessed what just happened, he would never consider fighting this person with his bare hands.

I don't feel at ease if I don't have something in my hands.

Chapter 87 Thunder God Helps Me

"Trying to leave?!"

Wang Yanzhang would not let this opportunity pass; his warhorse neighed loudly.

He swung his gun and hit a heavy stone that had fallen from the city wall not far to his side.

"Bang!!!"

The stone flew sideways off the ground and struck Qing Hemiao's back with astonishing speed!

Qinghe Miao caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end!

Without any hesitation, he poured all his energy into the spear he had just seized and threw it backward with all his might, like a javelin!

"Pfft—Boom!"

With a muffled thud, Qinghe Miao's spear, imbued with all his strength, struck the flying boulder with pinpoint accuracy!

The enormous impact caused the boulder's flight path to veer sharply off course.

With a loud crash, the spear slammed into the wall of a house on the side of the street, sending bricks and wood flying everywhere!

However, the horse roared in, and Wang Yanzhang and his horse charged right up to him with astonishing speed!

Qinghe Miao had just thrown his spear, but he was unarmed.

It is in an awkward moment when the old forces have faded and the new forces have not yet emerged.

They were about to face a peerless warrior, wielding a heavy weapon and charging forward with the help of his horse, at a very short distance!

You're in serious trouble!

With his mind racing, Qing Hemiao's speed and reaction suddenly dropped, so he simply blocked with both hands and rushed forward!

From Wang Yanzhang's perspective.

He thrust his spear forward, and as if illusory clouds of mist suddenly rose from the opponent's body, supporting his spear.

I did indeed feel a sluggish sensation in my hands.

But under his power, this resistance vanished in an instant.

Even though he was slightly off-target, the gun still somehow managed to strike his opponent squarely.

This forced the opponent to make several rapid ascents and descents.

He narrowly avoided the range of the iron spear's thrust by using the momentum.

He only stopped when his back hit a sturdy corner of a wall that had not yet completely collapsed.

Upon closer inspection, there was no illusory cloud or mist around the other person.

What just happened must have been a special phenomenon caused by the opponent's practice.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

With a few swift moves, he knocked down several of Liang's soldiers who were trying to sneak up and take advantage of the situation.

Qinghe Miao leaned against the ruined wall, clutching his chest, his breathing calming down slightly.

That was ruthless!

Even if it's not armor, it can still be effective in the system's equipment slots.

Before coming, I put his armor inside.

He appears to be wearing only a single layer of clothing, but in reality, he is fully armored.

Inevitably, they will suffer broken bones and be unable to get up.

You can only exit the instance on the spot.

If we could give him a chance when he is fully armed and in good condition.

Qinghe Miao really wanted to practice with this legendary general and improve his proficiency in various skills.

But not now.

Even though we're complete strangers, let's not joke about the lives of people in the city.

Don't blame him for lacking martial ethics.

Thunder God helped me.

With a thought, in an instant, the water vapor and electrical charge in the sky suddenly increased.

"General Wang, do you know?"

Qing Hemiao looked up at Wang Yanzhang, who had turned his horse around and was facing him again, and a strange smile appeared on his face:

"Waving a musket in the rain is a very dangerous thing and will set a bad example for children."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yanzhang frowned slightly, puzzled.

But once he's made up his mind to kill, why would he stop because of a single sentence?

With a spur, he charged forward again, spear in hand!

However, "Snap—!"

Right in the path he rushed out of, a tiny bolt of lightning struck him precisely!