Chapter 451: Morale is like a rainbow

Style: Historical Author: Jiangzuo JunjieWords: 2227Update Time: 24/01/11 21:32:08
Feng Chong has a bad temper, but he is very capable and has a very keen military sense. After listening to Wu Nian's words, he narrowed his eyes with a fierce look, obviously understanding.

"Haha." Wu Nian smiled slightly, raised his hand and untied the rope around his neck, flicked his scarlet cloak, revealing his lean armor, held on to the hilt of the knife at his waist, and strode down the city.

A soldier quickly reached out to take the cloak, folded it carefully, and sent it back to the city gate tower to put it down.

After Wu Nian came to the city gate, one of the soldiers was holding the horse, and another was holding the horse's shaft. More than a hundred soldiers were lined up, looking at Wu Nian.

"I wish the general will be victorious after beheading Jin Huan Mountain."

The soldier holding the horse handed the horse to Wu Nian and said loudly.

"I wish the general a triumphant victory after beheading Jin Huan Mountain." The soldiers suddenly shouted with enthusiasm.

Even they knew that if they could kill Jin Huan Shan, it would be a shocking feat.

And of course they believed in their generals.

Wu Gong, the general who assisted the Han Dynasty.

"Okay." Of course, Wu Nian was not sure that he could kill Jin Huanshan among the generals, but his momentum could not be weakened. He shouted "Okay", grabbed the horse's shaft, climbed on his horse, and ordered: "Open the city gate."

"Creak, creak."

The two teams of defenders first removed several door bolts, and then pushed open the city gate with all their strength. Standing on the left and right sides, he lowered his head to Wu Nian.

"drive!!!"

Wu Nian put his horse across his back, drove the horse calmly, walked out of the city gate, and came to the front of the two armies, Jin Huanshan.

Jin Huanshan looked at the youthful face in front of him, the face that he wanted to tear into pieces. He felt restless in his heart, but he soon calmed down.

In a battle between experts, any distracting thoughts will affect the outcome.

The Liaodong tiger in front of him had briefly fought with him on the battlefield, and also defeated Wan Yanxian with a bow and arrow.

He is a man who is evenly matched with Meng Yuan's Ten Thousand Houses General.

When playing against Wu Nian, we must pay attention.

"Wu Nian. Are all my children dead?" Jin Huanshan asked.

"They are all dead. But don't worry, you will see them soon." Wu Nian said loudly.

"I will see them sooner or later. But I will send you down first." Jin Huanshan's eyebrows showed a fierce look, and he clamped his feet on the horse's belly. The war horse galloped out like an arrow, and quickly approached Wu Nian amidst the clear sound of hoofbeats.

"Drive!" Wu Nian shouted and galloped forward. In the blink of an eye, the two met head-on.

"Whoosh!" With a sound, Jin Huanshan took the lead and slashed from left to right with his long-handled sword, as if he wanted to cut Wu Nian in half.

With a "ding" sound, Wu Nian flicked the horse in his hand, as if it was a whip, and easily forced the long-handled sword away. After a round of testing, the war horse galloped forward.

Wu Nian turned his horse's head and charged towards Jin Huan Mountain again.

With a "swish" sound, the horse spear in Wu Nian's hand went straight to Jin Huanshan's throat, and the sharp spear edge burst out with bright light.

With a "bump", Jin Huanshan held his sword in front, raised it up, and shook Wu Nian's horse away. He quickly changed his moves and slashed towards Wu Nian's chest.

Wu Nian quickly pulled the horse's spear up to his armpit, and then thrust it out like a spring. Stab towards Jin Huanshan's chest.

If we could die together. Jin Huanshan also fought hard.

By now.

As long as Wu Nian can be killed, Jin Huanshan thinks anything will do. But the problem is that Wu Nian's attack was very fast, so he must be the one who died.

"Ding!" Jin Huanshan had no choice but to change his moves and used the blade of his broadsword to stop Wu Nian's blood-sealed throat.

The two of them just used their strength and tried their best to kill each other, and the battle lasted until the sun and the moon eclipsed it.

On the city.

Feng Chong looked down at the two fighting men with a solemn look on his face. Although he was unwilling to do so, he had to admit that this guy named Jin Huanshan really had two skills.

Even if he went up to challenge him, he couldn't kill Jin Huanshan.

Meng Yuan Wanhu's peerless military general is indeed not a boaster.

The soldiers of Wu Nian's army held their breath and watched the battle below the city, for fear that they would make a scene and disturb Wu Nian.

Jin Huanshan's army gradually became commotion.

The five Mongolian and Yuan commanders under Chunyuan, as well as the newly recruited soldiers from Jin Huanshan, all couldn't believe their eyes.

"Although there are rumors that Wu Nian defeated Wan Yanxian, I still can't believe it. After all, he is our Wanhu general. How can Wu Nian, a useless Liaodong general, be so powerful? But when I saw him today , only then did I realize that what he said was true. Wu Nian is a terrible guy."

"Yes. This is the first time I have seen Han people fighting so fiercely with our Wanhu generals. This is killing people, even if they fight for dozens of rounds. But ordinary people can go up and kill them with every move. I can’t bear it.”

"The Liaodong tiger is really powerful."

The Mongolian soldiers stretched their necks to watch the battle, and their hearts were shocked.

It’s really better to hear once than once see.

"No wonder the general has been worried about Wu Nian. I originally thought that the general was just psychologically affected, but it turned out that the Liaodong Tigers are really so powerful."

Li Zeng tightened the reins of his horse, and with a solemn expression on his face, he shook his head gently, feeling ridiculous that he had despised Wu Nian before.

Anyone who despises such a Liaodong Tiger is a fool.

"Touch!" With a sound, Wu Nian shook the horse in his hand and pushed away Jin Huanshan's sword. Then he pulled the reins and the horse carried him away from Jin Huanshan.

Fifty or sixty rounds were played.

Wu Nian's face was very red, but his breath was still balanced. Looking at Jin Huanshan's puzzled expression, Wu Nian said: "Our abilities are between equals. Even if we fight for a hundred rounds, there will be no winner."

"I'll wait for you on the city. If you want to kill me, you'll have to conquer Jiangcheng first."

After saying that, Wu Nian turned the horse's head and galloped while looking back at Jin Huan Mountain frequently to guard against the opponent's cold arrows.

After establishing a safe distance, Wu Nian concentrated on riding his horse and quickly entered the city.

"Creak, creak."

The guarding soldiers quickly closed the city gate and put back the bolt. The soldiers came up, held the horses respectively, took Wu Nian's horse, and handed him a sheepskin water bag.

Wu Nian raised the sheepskin water bag and took a few sips. He turned to look at Feng Chong who was walking down the city, and asked, "How is it? Can we kill him without a sneak attack?"

"Can't kill."

Feng Chong shook his head and said.

"The battle to defend the city will last for several days. Recharge your batteries. Also let your heavy armored cavalry have a good rest. When I find the opportunity, I will naturally let you kill him."

Wu Nian said.

"Yes." Feng Chong didn't say any more nonsense this time and simply handed it over. Then he got on his horse, took his own soldiers, and galloped towards the city.

Wu Nian had a smile in his eyes, then looked back at the soldiers present, and said loudly: "Brothers, I disappoint you. I can't kill Jin Huanshan."

"But I tell you."

"The winner must be us!!!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers immediately raised their heads and chests, took a deep breath, their faces flushed, and their veins popped out as they shouted, "Yes."

"Hahahaha." Wu Nian laughed loudly and climbed up the city wall at a fast pace.