Outside Zhu Prefecture City, upon a vast plain stretching ten thousand li.
A vast, dark mass of two armies stood in strict formation, confronting one another in negotiation.
As the thunderous beat of drums rang out, two mounted generals emerged from the opposing armies.
One wore blue-and-black armor and a dark red cape.
The other wore white-and-cyan armor and a blue cape.
War drums boomed in encouragement, and cheers shook the heavens.
Woooo...
Boom, boom, boom...
The two young generals charged forward, one wielding a long blade and the other a spear.
"Who goes there? State your name!"
"Hmph, I am Zhang Wei, a lieutenant under Zhang Shuai!"
Without allowing the other man to announce his name, Zhang Wei thrust his spear straight at him.
With a wet rip, the spear pierced through the opponent's armor and struck the arm holding his blade.
With a clang, the long blade fell to the ground. "You..."
The young general clutched his bleeding arm and stared at Zhang Wei in disbelief.
Zhang Wei looked disdainful. He spurred his horse into a leap, then drove a Returning Horse Spear at the young general once more.
The young general fell from his horse and rolled aside. He grabbed his long blade with his right hand and raised it to block.
With a clang, the force sent the young general staggering back several steps.
Not far away, Commander Fu Yong An was stunned. "Zhang Wei... what formidable strength."
Zhang Wei pressed his advantage, charging forward again without the slightest mercy.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Rip...
With a thrust and a sweep, he gave the young general no chance to strike back. All he could do was defend.
Fear began to rise within him as he weighed his own strength.
After several exchanges, he was drenched in