Occupying Xianyang City

Cao Peng regretted it now, but it was already too late. Xie Liancheng's Three-Pointed, Two-Edged Halberd had pierced straight through his chest and punctured his heart. His body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

That sound made the hearts of countless soldiers on the scene clench violently.

One of the archers on the opposite side instinctively drew his bow and prepared to fire.

Zhou Chongshan moved even faster when he caught sight of the man's actions. He nocked an arrow and drew his bow in one smooth motion, as fluid as flowing clouds and running water. Without even seeming to take careful aim, he shot the archer down with a single arrow! It was a clean shot!

[Whoa! Impressive!]

Xie Liancheng's eyes lit up at Zhou Chongshan's archery.

Even though the other side had acted first, Zhou Chongshan had managed to strike after them yet arrive first. Before the other man could even release his arrow, Zhou Chongshan had already shot him down. That was no ordinary skill.

It seemed that if they competed in archery alone, Xie Liancheng might not necessarily be a match for this man.

While these thoughts flashed through his mind, Xie Liancheng did not remain idle either. He swiftly untied the bundle hanging from his saddle, revealing the head inside, wrapped in a layer of lime.

"Here is the head of the tyrant Yan Sheng! I, this Great General, have abandoned the darkness for the light and submitted to Great Zhou! Everyone, put down your weapons and kneel in surrender! Those who stubbornly resist will meet certain death!!"

In an instant, the entire scene erupted in an uproar!

Although Xie Liancheng possessed no particular talent for commanding troops, it was an indisputable fact that soldiers worshiped the strong. On top of that, Cao Peng