"Your head is mine!" Wei Yan roared with laughter.
This was the plan Xu Shu had told Wei Yan. For the young Wei Yan, as long as he could kill Yuan Shao, even lying on the ground and being trampled a few times would be a price he was willing to pay. As Xu Shu had predicted the location, Yuan Shao, riding his war chariot, indeed rushed to where Wei Yan was. Wei Yan leaped up with wild laughter.
"Splat!" Blood immediately sprayed all over Wei Yan's body, and at the same time, Wei Yan let out a pained scream as he staggered backward, while Tian Feng slowly fell to the ground.
The moment Wei Yan leapt out, Tian Feng had noticed him. Since he wasn't skilled at riding horses, Yuan Shao had agreed to have him ride together in the chariot. When Wei Yan's strike aimed for Yuan Shao, Tian Feng instinctively pushed Yuan Shao off the chariot.
To think, if Wei Yan hadn't bellowed those few words of laughter, Tian Feng likely wouldn't have had the chance to push Yuan Shao off the war chariot.
