Hu Laoliu in the distance had also rushed to about fifty steps away. His face was filled with surprise. Looking at Zhang Zhi who was crying like a man in tears, he shouted loudly: "Brother Afu, Brother Afu, are you still alive?"
Zhang Zhi gritted his teeth, turned to look at Hu Laoliu, and cried with joy: "Brother Liuzi, have you seen it? I took revenge. I took revenge for all the brothers in the team!"
Hu Laoliu nodded excitedly and laughed loudly: "Yes, it is you Zhang Zhi who killed this enemy general, Zhang Afu, and it is you Zhang Zhi who avenged all the dead brothers!"
When he said this, his expression suddenly changed, because he found that the dozen or so Yan troops running towards the opposite side all turned their horses and retreated when they saw Mu Yugang being killed. Since the mission failed, he should save himself. This is human nature. All of Mu Yugang's subordinates died fighting together with him in this wilderness, and there were no nephews or subordinates who tried their best to avenge him, except for one person.
It was like an iron tower. The knight leading the way was covered in double layers of iron armor. He held a big ax in his hand. His murderous aura could be felt from a hundred steps away, and his With this figure and strength, when carrying a long-handled battle ax weighing at least 40 kilograms, the weight is as light as lifting a three-foot long sword. It is even more obvious to the naked eye that this person's martial arts is unparalleled. , even better than the Mu Yugang just now.
Hu Laoliu gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brother Afu, retreat quickly, retreat quickly, there are thieves coming to kill you."
Zhang Zhi suddenly woke up. He also felt a murderous aura approaching. He was approaching quickly from the south at a distance of sixty or seventy steps. He turned his head and saw the coming of this horse, a heroic spirit. Born from the bottom of his heart, he hung Mu Yugang's head and braided hair on his belt, bent down and picked up the powerful crossbow at his feet.
As soon as Zhang Zhi turned the mechanism, the crossbow arms automatically flipped over. This was a three-arm rotating crossbow with a weight of eight stones. The three crossbow arms had arrows placed on them. With this turn, Mu Yugang who had just been shot to death was killed. The empty crossbow arm was turned around and replaced with an arrow-loaded crossbow arm, with a three-edged arrow pointing directly at the rider fifty steps away.
Hu Laoliu's voice rang out more than 20 steps behind him, and the sound of his horse's hooves got closer and closer: "Afu, don't be impulsive, don't force yourself, let us work together to deal with it..."
Zhang Zhi said sternly: "Brother Liuzi, let me solve it myself. I have already earned my life. If this person wants to come and avenge Mu Yugang, I will help him!"
Hu Laoliu let out a long "haha", tightened the reins of his horse, and stopped less than thirty steps behind Zhang Zhi. More than ten riders around him also stopped, and a guard said hurriedly: " Brother Liuzi, are we going to look at Brother Afu like this?"
Hu Laoliu nodded: "This is a one-on-one duel between warriors. We are disturbing brother Afu. He will never be happy in his life. We men in the Beifu Army will always stand up when facing strong enemies." , will never rely on more to win!"
At this point, Hu Laoliu clenched his teeth: "Brother Ah Fu's life and death are between this crossbow. Remember this, everyone. If Brother Ah Fu really makes any mistakes, everyone will join together and follow the usual fighting methods." , avenge Brother Afu!"
Zhang Zhi's breathing was slightly rapid, because the impact of the cavalry on the opposite side was very weird. It is said that he had seen several enemy charges today. The momentum of the armored cavalry charging was overwhelming and gave people a psychological feeling. It's a powerful shock, but that feeling is obviously aimed at killing the enemy and breaking the formation. Although they are enemies, at least they know what the other party wants to do.
However, the cavalry charge on the opposite side was completely strange. Although this was a fierce general visible to the naked eye, even though he was carrying a big ax and sitting on a black horse, galloping towards him, it gave people a sense of strangeness. It doesn't feel like a living person, because he has no breath from beginning to end, only a sense of death, and even more like an immortal monster riding a war horse, giving people a sense of terror of death and a sense of killing. of holes.
Zhang Zhi's heartbeat began to accelerate slowly. This duel opponent made his hands tremble slightly. He even felt that he was fighting a corpse instead of an enemy. He suddenly changed his mind. Fifty The distance of one step was enough to shoot two arrows, the last arrow could determine life or death, and with this arrow, he wanted to see the true face of this enemy rider!
Zhang Zhi raised his hand slightly by half an inch, and then pulled the trigger. The moment the crossbow arrow flew out, he quickly turned the crossbow arm switch, and the new crossbow arm loaded with arrows turned up, and he His right eye was still squinted, looking through Wangshan Mountain at the knight on the opposite side, and also at the trajectory of the previous arrow. He steadily followed the arc of his aim, and hit the target accurately and impartially. Got a riding helmet.
With a "bang" sound, this arrow hit the helmet and flew out directly. The messy hair was flying in the air. The face of the visitor was also displayed in front of Zhang Zhi. His fingers were already on the crossbow. On top of it, just when he was about to dig hard, his expression suddenly changed, because he found that this rider was actually an acquaintance!
Hu Laoliu from behind also opened his eyes wide and called out: "Mengzi, Brother Mengzi?"
As a famous general in the army, Wang Mengzi's appearance is unknown to almost everyone. Both Hu Laoliu and Zhang Zhi once served under Liu Jingxuan, and Liu Jingxuan's right-hand man is even more familiar. Zhang Zhi had seen it many times with his own eyes. Zhang Zhi and Wang Mengzi had even stayed in the same team. They were considered brothers. He laughed, put down the crossbow in his hand, and raised Mu Yugang's head from his waist. He smiled and said: "Brother Mengzi, look, this is the enemy general I killed..."
Before he could finish his words, Wang Mengzi had already rushed in front of him. With a swing of his axe, the ruthless sharp blade struck Zhang Zhi's neck. Zhang Zhi's head shot up into the sky, a fountain of blood. From below his flying head, it was like an oil well spewing into the sky. Poor Zhang Zhi still had a smile on his face. I'm afraid he couldn't believe it now that his comrades and acquaintances would actually take his own. Head!
Hu Laoliu's roar echoed in the wilderness: "Wang Mengzi, are you crazy? Did you surrender the thief?!"
Wang Mengzi didn't seem to hear these words at all. It seemed that he didn't know Hu Laoliu, and it seemed that he didn't see the more than ten Jin troops who were thirty steps away. His mount suddenly jumped after running five or six steps. He spun around and ran past Zhang Zhi's headless corpse, which was still standing. As he passed by, he reached out and grabbed Mu Yugang's head, which was in Zhang Zhi's hand. A word came out of the clearing: "Bring General Mu Yu back!"
