Section 1452 Fisherman Benefits

Yang Yao was no ordinary man.

The leader who commanded more than a hundred thousand spirited Han warriors had to have not only the skill but an iron fist.

With the death of Zhong Xiang, how could Yang Yao, the youngest among them, rise to the highest position of the righteous army if it was merely luck?

In front of Shen Yue, he seemed to rarely take the initiative, but the moment Shen Yue left, Yang Yao's decisiveness was apparent.

Handing someone over was out of the question.

Then there was only one option: to kill!

The three men behind Yang Yao, seeing him charge forward, naturally surged ahead too, hoping to encircle and support him, but they didn't anticipate that Yang Yao's backward retreat was faster than his forward charge.

Yang Yao retreated, they charged—collision was but a moment away.

Yang Yao didn't even look back before he was already swinging his blade.

The flash of the blade, swift as a bolt of lightning.