Huang Zhongxu looked around and saw that the person coming was a young general with silver armor and a silver helmet, red lips and white teeth, and a dignified appearance. He felt contempt in his heart. Although the young man had strong arms and long stamina, he lacked experience in fighting.
He stood up proudly and waited quietly. When the young general was approaching, he quickly thrust out a spear. Huang Zhong ducked low, but he did not expect that the tip of the spear did not move away and was still in sight.
"Not good!" Huang Zhong was shocked.
This man's marksmanship is quite strange, and he seems to have a spiritual spirit, strangely following his face.
Huang Zhong tilted his head and dodged, and the tip of the spear grazed his helmet, making a sound of gold and iron. After a close move, the two riders quickly crossed each other, grabbed the horses' heads at the same time, and turned to charge again together.
Zhao Yun waved the spear in his hand, and the bright tip of the spear glowed like a long snake, and he rushed towards him.
"when!"
Huang Zhong's long sword blocked Zhao Yun's spear. The two were equally matched in strength, but Huang Zhong was more skillful and Zhao Yun was more ferocious.
The two fought for only two rounds. They fought hard and separated again, and then pulled the horses' heads apart. Huang Zhong laughed a few times: "Hahaha!! Young man, your martial arts is quite amazing, it's true. Yes, but if you want to knock me off my horse, how can it be so simple!?"
"Come again!!"
Huang Zhong held a knife in his right hand, clamped his legs on the horse's back, and rushed away, slashing at Zhao Yun with the knife.
In the blink of an eye, there were a few more swords, and they were gone immediately after being touched. There was no trace of hesitation in fighting, and almost no use of his own strength. When Zhao Yun resisted, it was like a dragonfly touching water, without using any strength.
After a few iron cries, when Zhao Yun blocked again, he suddenly felt the heavy force coming from him. He was so shocked that he tried to block it with all his strength, but it was already too late.
Huang Zhong had a smile on his face, raised the corners of his eyes with pride, said "Hey", stood up and pressed hard with his right arm.
All the strength was used in this slash!
Zhao Yun didn't have time to resist with all his strength and used his strength to support himself, but he was still pressed onto his shoulders and almost cut his neck.
"drink!"
Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and straightened up, sweeping away, forcing Huang Zhong to back up and rein in his horse, almost widening the distance between the two again.
After a short pause, the two looked at each other with fighting intent in their eyes, so they pulled the reins and charged again.
After a few more moves in the blink of an eye, the two men's weapons were flying, their horses were neighing, and they were fighting from the east to the west, making the soldiers and horses of both sides dazzled.
In the end, the two weapons were put together, and they wrestled. After all, it was Zhao Yun who was young and strong, and pressed in front of Huang Zhong. He passed forward, and the spear directly stabbed Huang Zhong's shoulder, hitting his shoulder armor. .
There was a puff sound, as if it was pierced into it. Huang Zhong was in pain and turned over violently to block Zhao Yun's spear. The two pulled the horse's head apart again.
This is the first time that they have been anxiously fighting each other, and then separated and confronted each other.
Huang Zhong was also sweating profusely, and his entire beard was soaked with sweat.
The two of them looked at each other warily. Although the fight was inseparable and there was no victory yet, their hearts were generally full of joy.
Erqing, Zhao Yun smiled and said: "I have been on the battlefield in the north for a long time, and I didn't know that there are people in the south who are so good at riding. If the general were ten years younger, I might not be able to fight with him so easily."
"Ha!" Huang Zhong smiled contemptuously, "Having been on the battlefield for a long time, I have to be stable. I have martial arts skills, so why should I be afraid of age? Come on, come on, let's fight for another hundred rounds!"
"Haha," Zhao Yun laughed twice, and then said: "I still have some energy left, but the old general is out of breath. If he continues to fight, he may not be able to win with force. That's all. How about fighting again tomorrow?"
After saying that, Zhao Yun turned the horse's head directly, and the white horse turned into a ghost and galloped away. When Huang Zhong wanted to say something more, he was already gone.
In desperation, Huang Zhong could only return to the camp first. His shoulder was slightly injured and his face was quite gloomy.
In this battle, he could not see through the young general's approach. At the same time, the battle happened suddenly and quickly, and the two of them had not yet informed each other of their names.
Huang Zhong felt that this young general was brave and he should fight with him again after recuperating tomorrow.
Not long after, Liu Pan came in for a visit and walked quite anxiously. He took a few steps to the tent and saw Huang Zhongzheng taking off his clothes and waiting for the military doctor to bandage the wound on his right arm.
In fact, the wound was not deep, and it did not damage the muscles or bones. It was just a skin injury. But in Liu Pan's opinion, he was still very excited. So he immediately went to Huang Zhong to check. Seeing that the injury was fine, he sighed: "General Han Sheng today." Lost?"
"Not at all!" Huang Zhong glanced at him and said, "It's just a slight injury. I fought with him for dozens of rounds without a winner. We will fight again tomorrow. This young general is so brave. I'm afraid He is no less famous than a fierce general in Jingzhou. He said that he has been on the battlefield for a long time in northern Xinjiang and should be somewhat famous. I will ask him about his life tomorrow."
"Is it Zhang Han?"
Liu Pan sat on the futon, lowered his head and thought, and said uncertainly, of course he didn't know who the coming person was, but from the description of Huang Zhong and the soldiers who were traveling with him today, he only knew that this person was young, good at fighting, and handsome and elegant. Is it quite similar to the Zhang Han described in the rumors?
Zhang Han also had a history of fighting with people before the battle, and it was said that he didn't like fighting with people, but only liked to make friends so that he could resolve fights.
"Probably not," Huang Zhong recalled: "He heard me insulting Zhang Han, and just rushed out of the camp. The killing move was at the beginning. His spear skills were like a spiritual snake spitting out letters, and like a coiled snake, fierce and cunning. Quite frankly, he wanted to knock me off his horse with one shot, but I was able to neutralize him."
"General, go with me tomorrow. You will know when you see it."
Huang Zhong said calmly, he understood that Liu Pan was already a little unhappy. He went to call the formation today but failed to achieve anything, and the camp established by Zhang Han was so stable that there was no chance of a sneak attack. Their troops and the ability of their elite soldiers and horses were also weak. Not enough to fight one against ten.
Therefore, this is called the formation charge, and gradually its depth has been explored, and it has become the only way to fight.
Today, there was no difference in victory or defeat, but when they came back, many soldiers saw their shoulders wounded and bleeding. They would definitely feel uneasy. In the long run, they would have to lead their troops back and not be able to take back the new territory.
At that time, even if Liu Pan is Liu Biao's nephew, it seems that it will be difficult to deal with him.
When Liu Pan heard this, he nodded secretly. He and Huang Zhong had known each other for many years, and they knew each other's character. Huang Zhong was a pragmatic person, and he would not overestimate or despise his enemies.
I still have to go see it tomorrow.
…
At the same time, Zhang Han’s Xinye Camp.
Zhang Han, who came from the rear, immediately found Zhao Yun's camp and saw that he was also applying medicine. It is an herbal medicine that activates meridians. When applied to the joints of the arms, it can generate heat and relieve fatigue. Seeing Zhang Han come in, Zhao Yun found a robe. It was draped over the body, with a corseted white cloth wrapped around the waist, revealing the strong shoulders and chest.
He raised his head and said with a smile: "The Lord is here."
"I heard," Zhang Han smiled and walked to his side. "That Huang Hansheng is a rare famous general in Jingzhou. He is very brave. Zilong has fought with him for nearly a hundred rounds today."
"That's right," Zhao Yun's eyes were slightly stern, "It's just the first battle, and we don't know each other well, so we don't dare to use many killing moves at will, but this person's arm strength and physical strength are both top-notch, his eyesight is sharp, and his agility is very difficult. .”
"Several times, I could almost kill him with one shot, but he could barely avoid it."
"You are indeed a hero!" Zhao Yun sighed with emotion, stretched out his hand to rub his shoulders, and said with a smile: "I have made an appointment with him to fight again tomorrow. If we are more familiar with each other's moves, we will naturally know how to crack them. I'm afraid tomorrow The winner can be determined.”
"That's what I'm here for!" Zhang Han's lips raised. "Zilong also knows that others shouldn't easily know his fighting habits and moves. Why don't we let Dian Wei go tomorrow?"
He followed Zhang Han who came in and nodded quickly with a smile: "Yes, Zilong, let me go meet him."
Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, looked at the two of them from side to side, smiled heartily, and said: "Okay, brother Dian, just go, but be careful about Huang Hansheng, I just think he still has many abilities that he has not yet used."
"During the battle today, I saw that his hands were very calloused. If he practiced swordsmanship frequently, he might not have rough lines. I'm afraid he was practicing bows and arrows. This person may also have a lot of skills in bows and arrows. We should be careful not to hurt people with hidden arrows."
"Hey, I know!"
Dian Wei clasped his fists, his face full of excitement.
In the past two years, I have not fought hard. I just sparred with Zhang Han in the yard. Zhang Han's attacks were insidious. It was really meaningless, let alone "enjoyed." This time I can come out and fight against the fierce generals of Jingzhou. My hands have been itchy for a long time.
…
On the second day, Huang Zhong led hundreds of cavalry as promised, followed by the main force following Liu Pan. He watched from a distance on the hill. If he could gain something today, Huang Zhong would kill the enemy behind, or Capture the general, or plunder money and food, and then retreat.
Once Zhang Han's soldiers and horses come to pursue them, they will be ambushed and intercepted by Liu Pan. Once they are all lured out of the camp, the opportunity for victory will probably come.
Huang Zhong had just arrived at the door and was about to yell and curse, forcing the young general from yesterday to come out. Suddenly, a strong body appeared at the entrance of the camp. This man was wearing heavy armor, holding a halberd in both hands, with a splayed beard and bright eyes.
He has his hair tied up on top and wears a domed iron helmet. His arms have sharp edges and corners, which shows that his arms are infinitely powerful. The horse at his feet is also majestic, with a maroon color, a broad chest and abdomen, extremely agile eyes, and a thick and flowing mane. fly.
If you look at it under the hair at first glance, you might recognize it as a lion. This war horse is unusually fat and may be a little less agile when running, but it is also thick and ferocious, and it is difficult for ordinary horses to match it.
Huang Zhong was stunned and asked bitterly: "Who are you?"
"Yesterday you insulted my lord, right?" Dian Wei looked at him proudly, "I, Dian Wei, have followed my lord for several years and fought on the battlefield a hundred times with blood."
"I'll test it with you today to see if you have the ability to yell in front of a battle array."
"Dian Wei?!"
Huang Zhong chuckled, "Is that Dian Wei, the one who claims to have captured the flying general Lu Bu alone? The fierce general of Cao Ying who is said to be the evil from ancient times? Hahaha!! I think it's just a name in vain."
"If Lu Bu had met me back then, he could have captured him alone!"
"Hey!" Dian Wei grinned, showing a serious smile, and said no more. What he disliked most in his life was talking to others, and it would be better to see the real deal with his subordinates.
He simply patted the horse and rushed towards Huang Zhong. This time, Huang Zhong was not as casual and arrogant as he was yesterday. He knew that Zhang Han did have many capable people under his command. He also had a vigilant look, reined in the reins, and urged the horse forward. .
When you are about to approach Dian Wei, swing your saber first to cut off his path. Find the right moment and quickly swing the sword to take Dian Wei's head in one move. This method emphasizes speed, precision, and ruthlessness. , strike preemptively when running close, and swing the sword quickly and fiercely, making the enemy unable to judge and dodge.
This move had killed an unknown number of people, including many talented and fierce men. Huang Zhong was very confident in this.
In an instant, the blade came and swept towards Dian Wei's side. He either reined in his horse or panicked and tried his best to resist. In short, no matter what decision he made, Huang Zhong believed that he could take the upper hand.
However, Dian Weiguo was very human. His eyes only trembled for a moment, and then he immediately became determined. He clamped his legs on the horse's back, and swung his short halberd faster with his right hand, directly hitting Huang Zhong Hengzhan's long sword.
Seeing this scene, Huang Zhong sneered in his heart. He is really looking for death. This man is reckless. I don't know that the power of my two-handed sword swing is several times that of his single hand, and the strength of the horse is not as strong as stepping on the ground. How can he fully exert it? Unless he has Several times my strength.
Thinking like this in an instant, the swords and halberds have collided with each other.
With a loud "dang" sound, Huang Zhong felt his right arm go numb, and the sword flew outward uncontrollably. If he hadn't held it tightly at the critical moment, he would have almost escaped.
As the horses crossed each other, Dian Wei turned around and pulled the tail of Huang Zhong's horse. Huang Zhong dismounted the yellow horse in pain and ran wildly for a few steps. After seeing this opportunity, Dian Wei burst out laughing. He reversed and rushed back, raised his single halberd with his right hand and slashed down diagonally.
The shadow of the halberd was like thunder, roaring before Huang Zhong's eyes. The old general almost instinctively hid sideways behind the horse to dodge the blow. His right foot had already been hooked on the horse's back, and he did not dare to take any chances.
Sure enough, the halberd grazed the top of his head, as if being blown by a strong wind, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
When he stood up again, Dian Wei had returned to the distance, pulled the horse and stood up, his copper-bell-like eyes were staring at him, looking at him, or thinking about how to launch the next attack. When this man was fighting, he was focused. Incomparable and thoughtful.
And there are so many strange moves. What's even more frightening is that he is indeed very powerful. I'm afraid there will never be another one in this world.
"Dian Wei, his reputation is well-deserved..." Huang Zhong was still frightened and breathed slowly to calm his inner turmoil.
Hearing this, Dian Wei finally had a smile on his face, "The old general is not bad either. There are very few people who can go through ten rounds under my command over the years. It depends on whether the old general can hold on. "
"snort!"
Huang Zhong's face turned cold and he concentrated on facing the enemy.
This man was Zhang Han's next general, and he was actually so brave. A hero of the time, he would probably be reused under any prince.
But he will still follow Zhang Bochang.
Huang Zhong suddenly thought that the same was true for the young cavalry general yesterday. His extraordinary martial arts could have made him famous all over the world, but he still followed Zhang Han and was eager to come out to prove it because I angrily scolded Zhang Han for his false reputation.
From this point of view, this piece of Han leading the army has its own unique charm.
I really want to meet him in person for a while and see what this young man who is said to be so miraculous is like.
(End of chapter)
