Seeing that Qu Yi insisted on fighting, Zhao Yun frowned and said, "You and I are fighting, wouldn't we have missed the point?"
Qu Yi spurred his horse forward and said coldly: "After defeating you, I still have time to rush over!"
Seeing Qu Yi's fierce fighting spirit, Zhao Yun also rode out, raised his gun and faced him, saying: "In that case, Changshan Zhao Zilong will fight with you!"
"Come and tell me your name, I will kill the nameless ghost with my gun!"
Qu Yi laughed and raised his long spear high in the air: "A name is insignificant, let me see what you are capable of!"
While the two of them were talking, they had quickly approached from dozens of feet to several feet. Qu Yi pressed the horse's pole, and the horse's horse, which was more than two feet long, had been flattened. His hands moved forward and back, and the tip of the horse's horse trembled uncontrollably, moving toward Zhao Yun's chest. Come forward!
His horse's spear was five or six feet longer than Zhao Yun's spear, and when the tip of the spear shook, it enveloped Zhao Yun's upper body, making it impossible for him to avoid it!
If the opponent wants to break the move, he will inevitably use the barrel of his gun to block the attack. Not to mention whether he can succeed or not, when Qu Yi has several hook-and-thrust back moves, he will drive the opponent to the edge!
At this time, it is said that there is a difference, but under such a high-speed impact, the outcome is life or death!
The soldiers on both sides saw the danger and shouted in unison.
Zhao Yun straightened up his spear. When the two horses' heads were two feet apart, the tip of the spear and the tip of the spear met, making a sound of gold and iron.
At this moment, Qu Yi felt that the tip of the spear in his hand was stuck by the opponent's gun tip. Power surged like a wave three times, and the tip of his own spear was carried away!
The blood in his head suddenly cooled down, he was a master!
And in a very short period of time, it was the only correct response to regain the disadvantage of weapon length!
One inch longer, one inch stronger. It stands to reason that his horse's spear is several feet longer than his opponent's spear, giving him an extremely advantage.
But there is also a fatal problem.
The longer the weapon, the harder it is to transmit power.
And the young general named Zhao Yun not only did not extend the tip of his spear, but instead retracted his arms slightly. From the moment the tip of the spear met, he exerted force extremely accurately and quickly, which was far beyond Qu Yi's expectations.
If Qu Yi wanted to straighten the two-foot-long spear, he would have to spend more effort than his opponent's one-foot-five spear!
Taking advantage of the difference in strength, Zhao Yun suddenly took the upper hand!
However, only the brave masters with high skills dare to use their shortcomings to overcome their strengths. How could ordinary generals have such a terrifying reaction?
Qu Yi knew that even though he had said it was easy before, he was not careless when facing the enemy, but he still far underestimated the opponent's strength.
With one careless move, he was instantly at a disadvantage. It was already a life-or-death situation. He roared, tried his best, clamped the pole with his forearm, exerted force on his hips and waist, and swung towards the center line!
Straightened up!
Qu Yi was overjoyed when he saw Zhao Yun's gun bounced away from the spear, and regained his disadvantage!
Moreover, the tip of the spear was quickly piercing towards Zhao Yun's door!
The weapons of both sides were pointed at the enemy's front door at the same time, but Jianjian arrived early!
Qu Yi saw that the tip of the spear was only half a foot away from Zhao Yun's head, and that he was about to win at the next moment, but he felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.
He tried his best at this time, but his strength was exhausted, and Chang Shan could no longer change his moves.
If the opponent can block his ultimate move, the outcome will be reversed in an instant!
The next moment, Qu Yi's heart sank.
Zhao Yun's eyes were fixed on Changshan. The moment he was stabbed, his head tilted violently. Changshan moved a few inches, grazing Zhao Yun's cheek and passing through!
Qu Yi felt a chill in his heart. He was approached by a weapon in front of his face. In the moment of life and death, he could dodge so calmly. He had never seen such a person in his life!
Qu Yi still wanted to sweep the halberd, but Zhao Yun blocked the pole with the iron helmet on his head, and the spear in his hand was already piercing the door in front of Qu Yi!
All of this happened between two horses, in a flash of lightning. At this moment, an idea flashed in Qu Yi's mind.
It’s over!
He has been snatched into the middle by the opponent's spear. The halberd has no time to pull back. The next moment, his head will be pierced!
In fear of life and death, he exploded with all his strength, pressed hard with both arms, caught Zhao Yun's gun shaft, and pushed the tip of the gun down.
There was a loud bang, and two horses passed each other.
Zhao Yun took back his spear, stared at the blunt tip, and remained silent.
Qu Yi swayed a few times, as if he was about to fall off his horse, but finally managed to sit still.
Qu Yi turned his horse's head and laughed: "You and I are tied today. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid I'll miss the Young Master's business."
"After killing the Hugou, you and I will decide the winner!"
Zhao Yun listened and nodded, agreeing.
Qu Yi turned his head and swallowed the blood foam in his mouth.
He was dizzy now, and he was able to sit on the horse with strong self-support.
At that moment, Zhao Yun's spear tip was pressed down several inches by him, but it still stabbed his throat.
If Qu Yi was still wearing his usual armor, he would have been killed by his throat.
However, the tip of the spear hit the iron collar on Qu Yi's throat.
Even though Qu Yi tried his best to turn sideways, trying to relieve the force, his throat was already injured under the impact, and his mouth was bleeding. He was unsteady for a moment and almost fell off his horse, but his life was saved at least.
After Qu Yi went back last night, he remembered what Yuan Xi said.
If you really want to fight with that Zhao Yun, just put on the ring collar armor.
Ring collar armor is also called basin collar armor. It is different from Zha armor in that there is a ring of iron armor on the collar to protect the neck.
What Yuan Xi was thinking that day was that according to later generations, Zhao Yun liked to shoot at the enemy's face and throat, so he casually asked Qu Yi to change his armor.
Yuan Xi also didn't expect that this unintentional remark actually saved Qu Yi's life.
At this time, Qu Yi felt extremely sour in his heart.
What a fucking disgrace, this time it’s a failure.
Zhao Yun most likely saw his embarrassment, but he was very elegant and gave him a face without exposing it.
This made the arrogant and arrogant Qu Yi extremely uncomfortable. He was traveling across the Northland. Although his strength was less than half that after escaping from death, how could an unknown general come out and defeat him in just one round?
Are all young people today so brave?
Fortunately, Yuan Xi, like a prophet, let himself wear the ring collar armor in advance, otherwise the opponent would stab his throat with an iron spear, and he would be killed by the horse in the first move!
Yuan Xi held up his binoculars and saw that the Huns' convoy was about to leave the mountain pass in another quarter of an hour. Qu Yi was still missing. In desperation, he had to order dozens of his men to retreat into the woods.
He thought to himself, could this ambush fail just like that?
Now he has thirty archers, fifty infantry and the most critical twenty cavalry, but he doesn't know where they are.
Without iron cavalry, it would be impossible to confront the Hun cavalry head-on.
Just when he was about to retreat, he heard a noise behind him. When he looked back, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Qu Yi finally arrived with his troops.
To his surprise, Zhao Yun also led a hundred men and horses, far behind.
Yuan Xi thought to himself that Zhao Yun was indeed quick to react and would not just sit back and wait in the south of Beixin City. Now the two sides were going to have to fight hard.
He rode up to meet Qu Yi and said, "The Huns are about to leave the valley entrance. Please help me, Brother Qu."
Qu Yi nodded slightly and said, "I met Zhao Yun on the way, so I came a little late."
Yuan Xi heard that Qu Yi's voice was a little hoarse. He looked at it carefully and was surprised. He couldn't help but said: "Brother, why did he lose two teeth?"
Qu Yi felt depressed and wanted to vomit blood, and said in a low voice: "I fought with that Zhao Yun, and I suffered a bit."
Yuan Xi almost burst into tears after hearing this. Are you really going to challenge me?
Looking at Qu Yi like this, I'm afraid he suffered a big loss, but luckily he wasn't stabbed to death, otherwise he would be in big trouble here!
He knew very well that Qu Yi was arrogant and usually refused to accept anyone. Maybe after suffering this loss, he would be able to restrain himself, right?
