Three Kingdoms: Zhang Fei was sent flying by a single spear thrust, leaving Liu Bei stunned.

Ji Ling took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart. He held his three-pointed double-edged sword horizontally, pointing it at Zhang Ziqian, and roared fiercely but weakly, "Zhang Ziqian! Don't be so arrogant! I am General Ji Ling! Today, it's either you or me who dies!"

Looking at his outwardly strong but inwardly weak appearance, Zhang Ziqian curled his lips into a disdainful smile.

"You?"

He didn't even bother to say another word. He gently squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the black horse under his feet let out a neigh, turning into a black lightning bolt and instantly rushing in front of Ji Ling.

So fast!

Ji Ling's pupils suddenly contracted; he had never expected Zhang Ziqian's speed to be so fast.

He only had time to hastily raise his three-pointed double-edged sword to block in front of him.

"clang--!"

A deafening roar.

The Overlord Spear and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword collided violently.

Ji Ling felt an irresistible force coming from the hilt of the knife, which caused his tiger's mouth to split open and bleed profusely.

The three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand almost flew out of his grasp.

The warhorse beneath him could not withstand the enormous impact. With a mournful cry, its four legs buckled, and it collapsed to its knees.

Ji Ling tumbled off the horse in a disheveled state.

one move!

With just one move, Yuan Shu's top general was knocked off his horse!

The surrounding Flying Bear Knights erupted in thunderous cheers.

"General, you are mighty!"

The guards around Ji Ling were dumbfounded, their faces pale, and they didn't even have the courage to take a step forward.

Zhang Ziqian reined in his horse, looked down at Ji Ling who had fallen to the ground, her face covered in dust, and said in a calm tone, "I told you, you're not worthy."

"You..." Ji Ling was both shocked and furious. He struggled to get up from the ground, his face turning a deep purplish-red.

He had spent half his life on the battlefield, never before had he suffered such a humiliating disgrace!

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Ji Ling roared, and without bothering to find a warhorse, he grabbed his sword and charged towards Zhang Ziqian.

He poured all his strength into the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand, and slashed fiercely upwards at Zhang Ziqian, who was riding on horseback.

He used all his strength in this strike, making it powerful and heavy, and it brought with it a whistling sound.

However, in Zhang Ziqian's eyes, this strike was still full of flaws.

too slow.

Zhang Ziqian didn't even bother to dodge. He simply flipped his wrist, and the Overlord Spear in his hand seemed to come alive. The tip of the spear drew a strange arc and struck Ji Ling's wrist, which was holding the knife, with precision.

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

The tip of the Overlord Spear easily pierced through the armor on Ji Ling's wrist, penetrating his flesh and bones.

"ah--!"

Ji Ling let out a shrill scream. He felt a numbness in his wrist and could no longer muster any strength.

The three-pointed, double-edged knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Zhang Ziqian flicked his wrist again, and the Overlord Spear slashed upwards.

Ji Ling's body was lifted into the air by this enormous force, tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground a dozen steps away.

"puff!"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggled a few times, but could no longer get up.

His right arm had been crippled by Zhang Ziqian's shot.

The battle is over.

From start to finish, it only takes two moves.

Zhang Ziqian didn't even use his martial spirit power.

He looked at Ji Ling, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

This is a chaotic world.

The strong live, the weak die.

He slowly raised the Overlord Spear in his hand, the tip of the spear aimed at Ji Ling's throat, ready to send him on his final journey.

Just then, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

"General, wait!"

Zhang Ziqian frowned and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw that Yang Xiu had run over from the safe area behind him at some point and was looking at him anxiously.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Ziqian asked, his tone somewhat displeased.

Yang Xiu ran to his horse, panting heavily, and said, "General, this man... this man must not be killed!"

"Why can't we kill him?" Zhang Ziqian asked.

"General!" Yang Xiu said urgently, "Ji Ling is Yuan Shu's trusted and beloved general. Keeping him alive is more useful than killing him!"

"We can use him to exchange cities and provisions with Yuan Shu, and even... we can have him persuade other generals under Yuan Shu to surrender!"

"Killing him would only vent our anger temporarily. Keeping him alive, however, would bring immense benefits to our army!"

Yang Xiu truly lived up to his name; his mind worked incredibly fast. In the chaos of the battlefield, he wasn't thinking about killing enemies and gaining merit, but rather how to maximize his own gains.

What he said does make some sense.

Zhang Ziqian pondered for a moment.

He wasn't truly swayed by Yang Xiu's words. One Ji Ling wouldn't buy him much. A man like Yuan Shu wouldn't necessarily pay a heavy price for a defeated general.

He was just wondering how many points the system would reward him for killing Ji Ling.

[Ding! Detected that the host is about to kill the historical general Ji Ling. Estimated points awarded: 3000.]

Three thousand points?

Zhang Ziqian pursed his lips, "That's a bit little."

Compared to someone of Lu Bu's caliber, he's far inferior.

Well, even a small mosquito is still food. Keeping it around would require someone to watch over it, which would be a waste of food. It's better to just kill it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziqian no longer hesitated and was about to thrust down with his Overlord Spear.

"stop!"

Just at this critical moment, a loud shout came from the flank.

A young general, wielding a long spear and riding a white horse, was leading over a hundred cavalrymen in a fierce charge towards them.

Behind him followed several veteran generals, each one fearless and valiant. Wherever they went, the Flying Bear Army soldiers managed to break through their defenses and create a small gap.

Zhang Ziqian looked closely and saw that the young general in the lead had a heroic face and an extraordinary aura. Who else could it be but Sun Ce?

Instead of running away, he fought his way back?

interesting.

Zhang Ziqian stopped what he was doing and watched Sun Ce rushing towards him with great interest.

He wanted to see what this little tyrant of Jiangdong was up to.

Sun Ce has arrived.

Like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, he forcefully tore a gap in the encirclement of the Flying Bear Army.

Behind him were Huang Gai, Han Dang, Cheng Pu, and other seasoned generals who had fought countless battles. They closely guarded Sun Ce, forming a sharp arrowhead that was unstoppable.

"Protect the general!"

The soldiers around Ji Ling, who had long lost their will to fight, saw Sun Ce arrive as if they had seen a savior. Their hopes were rekindled, and they raised their weapons to meet him.

However, Sun Ce's target was not Zhang Ziqian at all.

He led his cavalry and charged to Ji Ling's side, but didn't even glance at Ji Ling lying on the ground.

"Uncle Huang! Take him with you!"

Sun Ce shouted at Huang Gai, then swung his spear and launched another charge in another direction from the encirclement.

Huang Gai understood, immediately dismounted, hoisted the half-dead Ji Ling onto his shoulder, then remounted and followed closely behind Sun Ce.

Their goal wasn't to save people, but... to take hostages!

"Trying to leave?"

Zhang Ziqian instantly understood Sun Ce's intention.

That kid is ruthless and smart!

Knowing he couldn't defeat or save Ji Ling, he simply used the heavily injured Ji Ling as a shield to threaten himself and carve out a bloody path for himself.

"Stop them!" Zhang Ziqian shouted coldly.

The surrounding Flying Bear Knights immediately turned their horses around and surrounded Sun Ce's troops.

However, Sun Ce's bravery exceeded everyone's expectations.

The spear in his hand seemed to transform into a silver dragon, soaring up and down.

None of the Flying Bear Knights who stood in his way could withstand a single blow from him.

The men around him, including Huang Gai, were all skilled fighters capable of taking on ten men each.

This small team, led by Sun Ce, unleashed astonishing fighting power, actually managing to break through the Flying Bear Army's encirclement and was on the verge of breaking out of the valley.