Chapter 1,232 Yan Yong’s Martial Arts

Style: Historical Author: Li PoshanWords: 2186Update Time: 24/01/18 17:13:13
In the Shu formation, Chao Yi frowned.

"General Chao, let me go!" A general nearby shouted angrily.

Chao Yi shook his head. He could see that the commander of the rice-selling army in front of him was not a simple person. Although Lao Yu's fourth son is not a top military general, he at least has some brute force. Even so, he is still not a three-in-one general.

"Brother Chao." At this time, Yan Yong had already stepped out of the queue.

"I, Yan Yong, entered Shu and couldn't make any progress for a long time. This time, I asked Brother Chao to fulfill my wish. The rice-selling army is certainly elite, but I am a tiger in Western Shu, so why not. The commander of the rice-selling army is certainly brave. Not worthy, but I am the commander of Xishu Hubu——"

"Why not!"

Yan Yong raised his head and looked far ahead, with an indescribable fighting spirit in his voice.

"Get the horse!"

By the time his subordinates got the war horses and grabbed an iron spear, Yan Yong had already flown up. Chao Yi's eyes were slightly stern. Under such circumstances, it seemed that only Yan Yong could win the battle for him, the general.

"Brother Yan, be careful."

Yan Yong's face was calm, and his fighting spirit was restrained. He did not reply immediately, but turned around and looked at the Three Thousand Tiger Steps behind him.

When he was appointed as the commander of the Tiger Infantry Army, his first appearance was not convincing. After all, his face, both in facial features and outline, is different from that of the Central Plains people. In the hearts of the Shu people, the Western Regions can assist in the war or become vassals, but how can they become the commander-in-chief of an army?

"Although I have been in the Western Regions for a long time, my bones and blood, Yan Yong, also belong to the Central Plains and Western Shu!"

The three thousand tiger infantry all raised their heads, looked at their commander, rode alone, grabbed a long iron spear and killed him.



After picking Yu Dangbao, Chang Xiao stopped his horse and stood up amid cheers that boosted his morale. When he heard something strange, he raised his head coldly and looked at the figure running toward him.

"Who is coming!"

"He is the descendant of the Anzhou Yan family, Yan Yong!" As soon as he got closer, Yan Yong flew up on horseback, and with the long iron spear in his hand, he took advantage of the moment he fell off the horse to stab Chang Xiao's front.

"How brave!"

Chang Xiao laughed angrily, raised his gun to block it, and the swirling gunfire collided with Yan Yong's stabbing force. With a "clang" sound, Chang Xiao's men and horses shook, with a look of shock on his face.

Yan Yong rode his horse steady, with the spear hanging in his hand, about to launch the second round of attack.

Chang Xiao frowned. He finally realized that this time there was something tough going on. However, it seems that I have never heard of such a person before.

Anzhou Yan family? Descendants of the Yan family, the founding tiger general of the Ji Dynasty?

After thinking for a while, Chang Xiao calmly lowered his hand and took out a few poison darts from his arms. He didn't care at all about the general's name or Bo Yuntian's life in the history books in the future. As long as he helped the Chang family to gain these thousands of miles of land, his life would be worthwhile.

"Rat General, come again!"

Yan Yong was furious, raised his gun again, rode around from the side, and killed Chang Xiao.

The ground was filled with mud and smoke, and only the clanking sounds of fighting could be heard. After about dozens of rounds, Chang Xiao slowly lost the battle. He took the opportunity to turn his horse, shouted "The rats will fight again in the future", and then wanted to fight. Escape to this formation.

Yan Yong's face was solemn, and he raised his gun and chased after him.

While running away, Chang Xiao showed murderous intent on his face, planning for the pursuit from behind. Suddenly he turned back and threw out all the seven or eight poison darts in his hand.

hold head high--

The war horse behind made a long and shrill neigh.

When Chang Xiao turned around, he discovered that Yan's Shu general had very cleverly used his war horse to avoid being shot by poisonous darts, and he rolled in the mud for a long time.

He was not angry. On the contrary, after seeing Yan Yong fall from his horse, Chang Xiao smiled again. A battle between generals and no horses is almost a sure-fire situation.

He turned his horse around, held the pear blossom spear, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Yan Yong, who had fallen from his horse, in front of the two armies. If a leader of the Tiger Infantry is killed by the formation, his morale will completely collapse.

"The rat will die!"

In the dust and smoke, Chang Xiao flew up on horseback. Without any mercy, the pear blossom gun in his hand moved towards Yan Yong who stood up. The gun shot out like a dragon and stabbed straight down.

If nothing unexpected happens, that Yu Dangbao is the best example.

"Brother Yan——"

Chao Yi was shocked when he saw this and wanted to ride his horse to rescue him, but he couldn't make it in time.

He opened his eyes angrily, filled with unconcealable anger... But in an instant, the anger slowly turned into shock and ecstasy.

Behind him, countless Shu Cavalry and Tiger Infantry troops roared excitedly.

The dust and smoke cleared——

In front, at some point, Yan Yong fell off his horse, and the long iron spear in his hand had penetrated the belly of Chang Xiao's horse.

"Roar!" Even though his shoulder was seriously injured, Yan Yong roared with his head turned red and his face turned red. Then he stepped forward with a deep step, lifted the spear in his hand, and the whole man and horse flew out.

In mid-air, Chang Xiao screamed and fell down high. I picked up the pear blossom gun and was about to jump up.

"Yu Thief——"

Yan Yong ran a few steps and seemed to have used up his last strength to throw the spear.

Chang Xiao had just stood up, but before he could move, a long iron spear was quickly thrown into his back, and he was strung ten steps away.

Yan Yong looked coldly and quickly jumped over to Chang Xiao who fell to the ground.

Chang Xiao's face was pale and he couldn't stop coughing up blood. He propped himself up, forcefully pulled out the spear that had penetrated into his left abdomen, and then threw it to the ground.

Many Beiyu soldiers who were behind were so surprised that they ran towards them on horseback.

"Take my head, or should I have someone surrender?"

Yan Yong frowned and stopped moving.

"Surrender!" Chang Xiao gritted his teeth and quickly mounted his horse with the support of the soldiers who arrived.

Not long after, hundreds of captured soldiers and young general Lu Dang were all released and surrendered. Shu Qi, who was running over, quickly arrived to respond.

"General Yan, you are very skilled——"

A general who came over just spoke.

But at this moment, he suddenly found that the spear in his hand had been snatched away. General Yan in front of him was already running with his spear in hand. After running a few steps, he threw the spear again.



boom.

Hearing the sound of a falling horse behind him, Chang Xiao, who was dying, turned around in shock. Suddenly, I saw two or three riders, probably colliding with each other, and they fell off their horses one after another.

Behind the noisy figures, he clearly saw Yan's Shu general standing alone behind him, looking at him coldly.

If he guessed correctly, the spear that was thrown was aimed at him.

Chang Xiao's eyes were about to burst, but there was nothing he could do. After failing to defeat the generals in the battle, suffering a huge defeat, and being seriously injured, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive.

Originally, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to hold back the Shu army and wait for the bow cavalry to counterattack. Now it seems that it is no longer possible.

"Commander, Commander Chang... After the Shu people took back the prisoners of war, they started to kill them!"

Chang Xiao closed his eyes in pain, only to feel that the injuries on his body were a little heavier.

If he doesn't surrender, I'm afraid he will be killed on the spot. Furthermore, if he dies, the morale of this rice selling army and the supporting infantry will immediately collapse until they are completely defeated.

It was really a careless move and everything was lost.

"Send the order... give up the siege and kill the Shu people, rush to the front, and meet Du Gong's people first." Chang Xiao's voice was bitter.