When Li Fuan crawled out of the bloody water dragging his nearly severed left leg and right arm, he couldn't understand for a moment how that bad horse with messy hair could willingly carry Zhao Ziyang on his back, and why he did so. Even though they were faster than Dayuan's good horse, the last two or three scattered cavalrymen were all caught by the horse in an instant, and died under Zhao Ziyang's gun, with blood splashing out for a long distance.
Usually Li Fu'an is not diligent in practicing swordsmanship, but his foundation is quite solid no matter what. Naturally, after testing it several times, he knew that this group of cavalry was not ordinary people. For the brave men who will come down, Li Fu'an, who is used to being shrewd in the season of attack and prone to thinking, is really struggling to deal with such brave soldiers who have been fighting for many years without mercy, so he suffers a lot. , almost broke a leg and an arm, and barely managed to win. But when he crawled out from the corpse, bowed his body and leaned on a single sword, and looked in the direction of Zhao Ziyang, he realized that it was not clear whether it was broad daylight or his eyes were dim, but he felt that the bad horse was running away. In the moving season, the whole body is covered with green and red colors, and in the rolling season, the horse in front is clearly more than ten feet away, but it does not take three or five steps to catch up, and the forward momentum carries Zhao Ziyang's shoulders with the big spear and long spear. With physical strength, the tip of the spear pierced the armor and penetrated the back of the body. The corpse penetrated the spear and was thrown aside. It fell to death in the yellow sand before it could move.
I think he was a capable person who had seen such a big scene back then. Even though he is now slovenly and staggering, he looks like an ordinary and run-down member of the world. But he has seen the mountainous military formation before, and even seen it with his own eyes. At the scene of the military competition to win the championship, I just saw the young man in shabby clothes, with his shoulders filled with energy, urging the horse to kill people. Somehow, heat came out of his chest. For a moment, he forgot about the injury on his right arm and swung it fiercely. With two punches, the seven-foot man laughed wildly and boldly. In the end, tears welled up in his eyes, and his dust-mottled face burst into two long lines.
A quick horse and a spear can kill people quickly. If you put this ability on the battlefield, you can probably be regarded as a qualified tiger general. Over time, you may not be able to become an enemy of thousands of people.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
The most rare thing is that this young man, whose family background is obviously extremely prominent, but has been wallowing in a sea of misery since he was a child, after several years of experience, whether it is his temperament or his actions, he is even a bit more sophisticated than himself. I really don’t know why. Is it innateness, or is it a combination of enlightenment and hardship at a young age, that made a cultivator who was originally hiding in the mountains quickly become like this?
For outsiders, it is difficult to say whether this change is good or bad, but for Li Fuan and Zhao Ziyang, this is already the most comforting situation.
After picking two people to death, the inferior horse rarely breathed a few breaths. Zhao Ziyang, who was sitting upright and suffering from injuries all over his body, let out a sigh of relief and inserted the spears in his left and right hands into the sand. He did not look at the injuries, but leaned over and took a closer look. This bad horse, which has existed in the mountains for a long time, is amazing.
After all, when this bad horse was in the arena, it never attracted people's attention, regardless of its appearance or coat color. However, when Zhao Ziyang was in danger just now, this horse didn't look like a good horse at all. He was tamping goods, but he didn't know when he left and came back. First, he forced several horses around him to push back, picked up Zhao Ziyang and slid it onto the saddle, and then followed Zhao Ziyang's will and came forward one by one, tearing them apart with their heads or teeth, and even Someone's two horses were kicked with hind hooves, their ribs were broken, and their skulls were cracked. The person on the horse fell, and was killed by Zhao Ziyang's shot. Most generals on the battlefield regard horses as their brothers. Although this statement is suspected of exaggeration, adding a good horse is indeed like adding wings to a tiger. It is like entering an uninhabited country, arrows and feathers are difficult to hit, and the lasso is not blocked, and the casualties are exhausted. Zhao Ziyang's skills improved again and he killed all the enemies in front of him.
"Junior brother told you to work hard, but I feel that you are better than anyone else in hiding your weaknesses."
Immediately, he fell weakly onto his horse and fell into a drowsy sleep.
After more than ten days, the Three Realms could no longer withstand such suffering. There was a buzzing sound in his ears, making it difficult for Zhao Ziyang to hold on, but he did not dare to sleep peacefully. He simply fell down on the horse's back and closed his eyes. , rested for a while, but Li Fuan was frightened in the distance. He propped up his bruised body and quickly got on his horse, running towards Zhao Ziyang. However, the tamper glanced sideways at Zhao Ziyang, whose head was hanging down weakly. He sprayed out two mouthfuls of moisture from his nose with disdain, and turned to look at the car tent, seeming to still be a little worried.
The Taoist boy sat in the car tent from beginning to end, with his hands clenched in fists. Apart from staring at Yunzhong, he also looked towards the front of the car tent, silently counting with his fingers, and wanted to take action again and again, but in the end he just lowered his head for some reason. , looking sad. At first, the Taoist boy's ten fingers were enough, but after the horse leading the cart fell down, he had to count his fingers again, and rotate them two or three times in more than thirty places before he could kill all the enemies around him.
It's not that the Taoist boy is unwilling to take action, but firstly, Zhao Ziyang has always told the Taoist boy not to remember that life and death are at stake, so he must not take action. Secondly, because the master has told him countless times a long time ago, now that the Taoist intention is not yet fulfilled, he should not act rashly, lest he take action. In the future, it goes against the true meaning of Taoism. If we want to destroy and rebuild it, I really don’t know how many more years it will take.
There are still enemies beyond the distant mountains.
Hundreds of cavalrymen stood on the steep slope. They had good eyesight and built a pergola to look into the distance. However, they did not say a word for a long time. It was not until the leader became suspicious and pushed the sentry away that he could see clearly all the other people in the field. Seeing the sight of two horses standing side by side, with corpses lying on the ground, his eyebrows immediately stood up, and he was speechless for a long time.
The previous group of cavalry came from Dayuan earlier than the newly dispatched group of cavalry. They arrived at the Xia Song border earlier than the new group of cavalry. However, they did not take action for a long time. They just lurked in secret and followed Zhao Ziyang and his group closely. , I don’t know whether it was to protect the soldiers, or whether it was because they had not tested out the depth of several people, but after the battle when the sky was still dark, the leader almost got chills all over his body, and frowned and looked at the field. , seeing that there was indeed no one alive, he took a few steps back in despair, leaned on the horse, impatiently pulled the armor off, and cursed fiercely. If you act unfavorably, you will naturally be punished by the Xu Meng Mansion. The merits obtained by the front line may be severely discounted, but it is very easy to cause displeasure in the army; but if they let go of their hands and feet to decide life and death, even these two people At the end of the day, many lives will probably be lost.
Wufu has always been just a meager commander. Without some skill in marching and fighting, he may not even be considered a weak soldier in terms of skill. However, it is precisely because of this meager ability in commanding troops that Wufu has risen from being a military commander. An ordinary herding man who followed the tribe and submitted to the Xu Meng Mansion could climb to such a position. Although it was still not high, the position of leading an army was not low.
Just because of this, Wu Fu, who knew that he was not brave enough, even when he was in the army, was always showing off his power, he always tried every means to lose the least lives and get the most military exploits when dealing with these old faces in his army. , but when others look at it, they feel that the strength produced by this cavalry is not small. Therefore, over the years, Wufu's cavalry has the smallest number of reinforcements, and its military achievements are compared with that of the most courageous cavalry battalion. Wufu knew that these soldiers of the same tribe often lost their lives due to horseback fighting, and at least suffered minor injuries or were exhausted. Even if they tried their best to protect these soldiers, they would not be confused for the longest time, and the youngest would not be able to survive. It takes countless efforts to wear a crown-length robe, but sometimes it is inevitable.
"Look at this formation, those two still have some strength left. After all, we can hear some clues about the season we were told earlier. None of these people are ordinary people. Everyone in our Great Yuan knows that there are hungry and desperate evil wolves and tigers. The most difficult one to deal with. If we are really desperate, we don’t know how many backup moves we have left. If there are no backup moves available, these people will have already escaped into Xia Song, and we don’t need to deal with them. Now we have to fight, At least half of the people have to be picked up. You guys are the youngest, so you might as well say a few words for me to listen to and let me think about whether to fight or retreat."
Several disgraced young men happened to be standing next to Wu Fu. After hearing this, they were a little embarrassed and looked around, but they did not see the cold and stern expressions they expected. On the contrary, when the surrounding soldiers looked at these people, they all He was somewhat amiable, and although his smile was not pretty, he still grinned at a few people.
"It's not your turn to fight. You guys died on the battlefield before you got married. How can Boss Wu explain it to your family members? Just say it. Whether to fight or not, I'll just listen to what Boss Wu says."
"That is to say, these young children who have not yet known about the beauty of the girl have joined in the fun. After returning this time, they will divide the money and land. They can honestly go home to get married and have children, and don't waste a lot of time on the battlefield."
They were all jokes, but the youngest ones all had red eyes.
Wufu's cavalry is not considered brave and adept at fighting, nor does it have strict military discipline. Even Wufu often secretly takes a sip of wine. It can be said that they are quite loose, but they have the strongest human touch. Even sometimes there are men in the Wufu camp who have been seriously injured and have been recuperating for two or three months, and they will go out privately regardless of the obstruction of the robe. When others asked for the reason, the good-fighting man only said that others were also on the battlefield. Regardless of whether they were lazy or not, they were throwing their lives in front of the King of Hell. Maybe a stray arrow could take away his life. Go ahead, just because of the character of these people, and Wu Fu, who was poked in the back all day long despite letting others know, they have to give this credit to the hands of Pao Ze.
Money can still be obtained, but robes and lives are hard to buy for a thousand pieces of gold.
So after Wu Fu listened to the words of these youngest soldiers, he chuckled twice. After all, this cavalry of more than a hundred people did not take action, but withdrew towards the back. The forty or fifty soldiers who had previously arrived at the roadblock Those in the team died in other places.
