Three Kingdoms: Taking Over Liu Bei’s Legacy at the Start, Rebuilding the Han Dynasty

Chapter 339: Berserker

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The two horses approached rapidly. Song Long shouted softly, raised his sword and swept it across, knocking the weapon out of Liang Xing's hand.

"Ah?" Liang Xing's arms felt numb, he was terrified, and his body was shaking on his horse.

Before he could sit firmly, Song Long chopped him off his horse with a blow. The horse ran straight to Han De, as if he recognized his old friend.

Han De ordered his men to hold Liang Xing's horse and laughed, "You all saw it. This is the fate of a traitor."

Zhang Fei was furious and urged his horse to shout, "I am Zhang Fei from Yan. I am here to announce my name."

"Listen carefully, I am the prince of Heshou Pinghan, Song Long!"

Zhang Fei laughed loudly and said, "You are such a lowly fellow, you dare to claim to be king? You are courting death!"

Song Long had heard of Zhang Fei's great name for a long time, so he was not afraid and went to meet him with sword in hand. Both of them were confident of their extraordinary strength, so they started to fight head-on, riding horses close to each other, swords and spears in hand.

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There was a loud bang, deafening, and the two men's mounts stood up, raised their heads and neighed.

Zhang Fei let out a low shout and pushed the snake spear hard, trying to knock Song Long off his horse, but he saw that the other party gritted his teeth and held on to the sword, blocking it with all his strength, and turned his mount in direction and flew past.

Liu Qi was secretly shocked. If it were an ordinary general, it would be difficult to block Zhang Fei's move. But how could this Song Long, whom he had never heard of, have such a skill

Song Long's arms were also numb from Zhang Fei's move. He secretly adjusted his breathing on the horse, aroused his fighting spirit, and attacked again with his sword.

The two fought for thirty rounds in front of the formation, but there was still no winner. Although Zhang Fei was at ease, it was still difficult for him to kill Song Long.

Liu Qi frowned and said, "Where did this great king come from who dares to claim to have conquered Han?"

Zhao Yun and others were also watching the battle intently. They could see that his sword was very heavy and had a strange shape. The blade was like an elephant's trunk curled up backwards, and it was carved with a "卍"-shaped cloud pattern.

This man was not only extremely strong, even if he was slightly inferior to Zhang Fei, but his moves were strange and very different from those of other generals, which made Zhang Fei very cautious.

"Oh, I remember now!" Wang Shuang, who was standing by with a frown on his face, suddenly shouted, "He is Song Jian, Song Jian's son."

"Song Jian?" Everyone turned to look at Wang Shuang.

Wang Shuang replied, "He was a famous hero in the Longxi area. He once started an uprising with Han Sui. Later, he established his own regime in the upper reaches of the great river west of Fuhan and proclaimed himself the King of Heshou Pinghan. He did not associate with the Central Plains, but made friends with the Qiang people deep in the mountains in the southwest."

"Qiangtong?" Liu Qi asked, "Is Qiangtong a branch of the Qiang people?"

Wang Shuang scratched his head: "I don't know."

Liu Qi sneered and said, "No matter who it is, if they dare to claim to be the king in the territory of the Han Dynasty, we will eliminate this evildoer."

"Aohou—" While they were discussing, suddenly a muffled roar was heard from the field, like the roar of a wild beast.

Turning his head, he saw Song Long taking out a bag of yellow powder from his arms and roaring to the sky like a madman.

It turned out that the two had been fighting for nearly fifty rounds. Song Long could not hold on any longer and was nearly stabbed by Zhang Fei's snake spear several times, which tore his robe and armor. In anger, he went crazy.

Zhang Fei laughed and said, "You are playing tricks on me. I, Old Zhang, can... cough cough cough—"

As he rode his horse closer, he suddenly felt the powder choking his nose and eyes, making it difficult for him to breathe, so he quickly turned his horse to the side.

Song Long's eyes were bloodshot, veins popped out on his forehead and neck, and he slashed at Zhang Fei with his sword.

Zhang Fei barely opened his eyes and raised his spear to block, but he felt as if his arms were as strong as a thousand pounds and the spear almost slipped out of his hand. Relying on his rich experience, he quickly pointed the spear upright to the ground and dodged sideways.

Clang clang-

The blade slid across the horse's head along the snake spear, and a string of sparks rose up, startling the black horse so much that it neighed and ran away uncontrollably.

"Uncle Zilong, come and save them!" Seeing that Song Long seemed to have gone crazy in an instant, Liu Qi quickly asked Zhao Yun to take action.

Zhao Yun had been prepared for a long time. He first shot an arrow from his horse, then galloped out and cut straight towards Song Long's left wing from the side.

The arrow flew in and hit Song Long's shoulder with a whoosh. His body shook slightly, but he was unaware of anything and turned around to attack Zhao Yun again.

"Watch out for the gun!" Zhao Yun rode his horse closer, raised his hand and stabbed towards Song Long in the face.

Song Long roared, and instead of defending with his elephant trunk sword, he attacked with great force, and actually caused Zhao Yun's dragon gall spear to be deflected several times, disrupting his moves.

Zhao Yun pulled his horse aside and rode around Song Long, looking carefully for an opportunity to attack.

The opponent was like a ferocious beast at this moment, full of murderous intent, especially the knife, which seemed to have a thousand pounds of power. Although there were flaws, he made up for them with violence.

At this time, Zhang Fei had already urged his horse to the front of the battle. His eyes were also red, but tears were streaming down his face. He cursed: "There are only villains in Xiliang, and all of them use dirty tricks."

Wang Shuang coughed dryly and asked hurriedly, "Master, are you okay?"

“I’m fine, I can…” Zhang Fei wanted to show off his strength, but the snake spear in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The soldier was about to pick it up, but saw Zhang Fei's body shaking and falling off the horse. He hurriedly supported him, but after he got off the horse, his legs went weak and he sat on the ground.

"Third uncle?"

"master?"

Liu Qi and others were shocked to see that Zhang Fei seemed drunk and there was a commotion in front of the battle line.

"Don't make a noise!" Zhang Fei glared and said in a low voice, "Help me up quickly."

Everyone hurriedly helped Zhang Fei to stand up, and he grabbed Wang Shuang's sword and managed to keep his balance, but he was still gasping for breath and sweating profusely.

Liu Qi's expression suddenly became solemn. Who on earth was this unknown Song Long who could transform into a berserker

He actually fought back and forth with the two great masters of the Three Kingdoms, and fought with them two people in succession. Looking across the entire Central Plains, there was no one who could match him.

Kou Fengyan said: "There must be something fishy about that handful of yellow sand just now."

Liu Qi nodded slightly. He had just noticed that Song Long went berserk and Zhang Fei lost strength. The turning points were all here. He wondered what was strange.

In the field, Song Long roared and attacked again, like a tiger descending from the mountain, becoming more and more courageous as he killed more and more. No matter how Zhao Yun circled and fought, he could do nothing!

Liu Qi was worried that Zhao Yun had also been hit, and was about to recall him, but he saw Zhao Yun shouting in a deep voice and suddenly changing his moves.

In an instant, a spear danced like a silver snake, wrapping Song Long in it, making others dazzled.

Dangdangdang—

A series of iron-hammering sounds were heard, followed by a crackling sound, and the armor on Song Long's left shoulder was torn off, but he still ignored it and fought with his sword.

"Sound the horn!" Liu Qi did not dare to be careless and ordered the troops to withdraw.

Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. This person has an unknown origin and his methods are treacherous. There is no need to sacrifice two generals for an unknown person.

The sound of a horn was heard in front of the battle line, and Zhao Yun turned his horse and withdrew from the battle circle, but saw Song Long relentlessly chasing him with a sword in hand.

Seeing that he seemed to have lost his mind, Liu Qi was secretly delighted and ordered: "Shoot him to death with arrows."

Kou Feng immediately prepared, and the defenders deployed their troops in battle formation, with the crossbows in the front row and the bows in the back row, all aimed at Song Long, ready to strike.

Ding-ling-ling

At this moment, a clear bell sounded in the Xiliang army. Han De was seen holding a copper bell in his hand, shaking it vigorously.

When Song Long heard the voice, he was shocked all over and suddenly woke up. He glanced at the Han army that was ready for battle, and just out of the range of arrows, he turned his horse around the front of the formation and ran back to his own camp.

The Xiliang army cheered and returned with a great victory. Liu Qi also quietly withdrew his troops back to the camp.