"General!"
The patrolling soldiers nearby and the guards at the city gates had all come to reinforce him.
Even the gate guards from the neighboring gates had joined the fight, helping Wang Yan share some of the pressure.
At least, that was what the gate guards themselves believed.
Throughout the battle, the elite troops surrounding Wang Yan had packed him tightly in, hacking, slashing, and stabbing at him with a chaotic barrage of blades, swords, and spears. Naturally, that was the right approach.
After all, everyone knew Wang Yan was invincible under heaven. This carefully prepared assassination—no, this wasn't even a pretense anymore, but an open killing attempt—had sent out nothing but dead men. Sacrificing some of them to kill Wang Yan with the rest was the most effective method.
Otherwise, if they gave him too much room, allowing Wang Yan space to maneuver and unleash his full strength, he could entangle them in battle. If they failed to take him down quickly and reinforcements arrived, they would all be finished.
Their plan had been sound, but they had still underestimated Wang Yan's combat strength. One kick from him sent a man flying, clearing out a large space. A horizontal sweep of his infantry lance did the same. He could even use the lance as a support, pole-vault over them, and kill his way straight behind the encirclement.
They had no answer to that, so they all died.
As Wang Yan's grim gaze swept over them, several officers hurried over. "General, when we heard the commotion and came over, someone obstructed us. They were all riled-up commoners, and we couldn't lay hands on them."
"So were we. When the fighting broke out here, the civilians entering through our gate suddenly started making trouble."
Wang Yan nodded. He tossed aside the