When masters compete, only a few centimeters can lead to life and death in an instant.
How can it be ridiculous to put on heavy armor and hold heavy troops?
Unless you are in a large army, with wing protection at the front and back, and just charging forward, this is the correct way to play.
At the same time, this is also most of the reason for the decline of armor in the firearms age.
If you are slow, you are a living rake...
If you really encounter a critical blow, you can't hide even if you want to.
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Facing five barbarian warriors who charged like wild bulls.
Zhang Kun didn't make any extra moves at all.
Just fire a six-hit combo.
He was not far away, and the opponent did not move quickly. He fired six shots in a row, two of which went directly into the eyes of the two heavily armored guards...
The bullet penetrated his brain and he died silently.
The other two, when charging into the formation, hid their heads and ran quickly, bullets hit their horned helmets, causing sparks to fly.
Although they were not injured, the impact caused their steps to stutter, their bodies to tilt, and their sword moves to be scattered.
As for Lang Yong, he was the most arrogant and rushed to the front, so he enjoyed special care.
He was shot twice on the forehead protector, causing his head to fall back and his body to stagger, revealing flaws.
Zhang Kun took an arrow step and rushed out of the forest. His sword flashed like a sword and passed by two heavily armored guards who stood like wooden stakes...
At the same time as he cut off their throats, he drew the knife with his backhand and stepped on the grass. The blade turned into light and shadow, and it penetrated into the back of Lang Yong's neck lightly and fiercely. If you misplace your headgear and pauldrons, you will be killed with one blow.
From the beginning to the end, the five barbarian warriors were beaten throughout the whole process, unable to make any effective defensive moves at all.
Just as Zhang Kun said.
slow.
too slow.
Keep building up defense and strength.
The weakness is too obvious.
If you are riding a big horse, wielding a long sword, and are at the front of the battle formation, you still have to fight.
However, in today's fighting situation where life and death are determined in the blink of an eye...
Such slowing down behavior is giving away.
…
When Zhang Kun stabbed Langyong Batulu with his backhand, he felt a sharp wind in his throat, and petals bloomed in front of his eyes.
One flower, two flowers, three flowers.
There are seven huge pear flowers.
The sharp blade of the gun reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, making him unable to see anything for a moment.
I could only vaguely sense the sharp whistling of the spear tip breaking through the wind.
The Yang family's marksmanship is best at destroying opponents head-on with their majestic momentum and complex and ever-changing moves.
No matter whether there is a man or a horse in front of you, a human or a ghost, if you are stabbed by a spear, you will never be able to escape.
Thousands of pear trees are blooming, making it difficult to tell where the gun blade is, which gun is light and which is heavy?
Chen Fengming took half a step slower to guard against Zhang Kun's secret attack with a short spear. The goal was achieved, but it was too late.
When he rushed out from behind the five guards, he saw all five of them falling down, their bodies still twitching on the ground.
When things get tough, be bold.
Chen Fengming was shocked by Zhang Kun's speed and sword skills, and he suppressed the fear and anger in his heart.
In an instant, my mind sank, I was a bow, my spear was an arrow, my mind was connected, and I moved forward indomitably.
Under the pressure of huge life threats, Chen Fengming felt that this was the best shot he had ever made in his life.
It is also the strongest shot.
Even if Junior Brother Li saw it, he would have to stay away, right?
This thought flashed through Chen Fengming's mind, and he suddenly felt the light of the spear in his hand.
The figure opposite has disappeared.
'not good. '
Chen Fengming's heart dropped...
At the same time, his body was falling at the same time.
Severe pain entered his mind, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable howl.
Only then did he see it out of the corner of his eye.
At some point, the opponent was so short that he was less than half a foot close to the ground. Like an untwisted sharp arrow, he passed by his gun and passed by his body like the wind.
The figure was swimming meanderingly, like a fish or a snake...
It gives people a cold, slippery feeling.
The sword was like water, passing by his knees, cutting bones and flesh, cutting through wind and bamboo.
"Wandering Dragon Steps, Hidden Dragon Body, Bagua!"
After a confrontation, both knees were cut off.
The physical pain was secondary, but the mental pain was the most unbearable for Chen Fengming.
He was still thinking just now that he would show off his talents and achieve great success in the future... In this turbulent era, he would seize every opportunity to climb up and be above tens of thousands of people.
But he didn't expect that all his ambitions were like a mirror, like a mirror, like a dream, and it turned out to be an empty dream.
"Your marksmanship is good, but my swordsmanship is better."
Zhang Kun bared his teeth and smiled, with blood in his eyes.
The long knife in his hand opened and spun like a wheel, breaking the wind silently. He was already ahead of Chen Fengming's desperate counterattack and slashed through with one strike.
Chen Fengming's look of fear and unwillingness was completely frozen on his face.
The head flew into the air, spinning around.
Zhang Kun felt golden lights and shadows coming into his eyebrows from all sides of the city, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"It turns out that after beheading the imperial guards and the head of the patrol camp, there are still so many dragon energy points, a total of 6 points. How many evil things have you done?"
He now understood that although he only had 6 points of dragon energy, there were more than six people who resented these people. Maybe 60 people, maybe 600 people.
Only thoughts that are so full of hatred that it moves heaven and earth, as if they are substantial, will be absorbed by this attribute column and denounced to oneself.
It is a heavy reward for punishing evil, and also a gratitude for redressing injustice.
Thinking of this, Zhang Kun's eyes became even more eager when he looked at Cui Yuming who was chasing after him.
'How many poor people will this save me from treating? Hundreds or thousands? '
In this era, almost every person in a high position is a scum, and it is difficult to meet a clean one.
On the surface, there is endless scenery, but behind the scenes, there are countless corpses of innocent people trampled on.
…
"It's your turn, Eunuch Cui."
Zhang Kun's figure swayed, and the long knife was dragged behind him, turning into a blur.
One step passed two or three feet, and he was already in front of Cui Yuming.
The grass blades flew behind him, and the strong wind swept through, pulling out a long corridor.
"Shoot, shoot quickly."
Cui Yuming's soul emerged.
He was just a little cautious and a little afraid of death.
Just dragging it behind you.
But I didn't expect it.
Slowing down so much, it's like the mountains are far away across the water.
Batulu, the fourth-grade swordsman with a reputation for bravery in the palace, was stabbed to death with just one stab.
Among the four patrol battalions, Chen Fengming, an outstanding master among his peers, was killed with a knife.
Just two breaths.
The six of them fell into a pool of blood, but the other party was unscathed.
The opponent's marksmanship is accurate and his swordsmanship is powerful.
The most unacceptable thing is that this guy's movements, which were a bit clumsy and slow last time he fought, somehow became agile, fast and unpredictable.
It is actually much better than the Bagua Buyoulong Shenfa that he has been immersed in for more than twenty years.
It moves like blue smoke...
If you don't look carefully, you can miss him even if you look at him face to face.
'Can't beat it. '
Cui Yuming, who is good at observing the situation, made a clear judgment at the first moment.
While he roared at the top of his lungs, the Five Tiger Soul-Severing Gun not only did not launch an attack, but instead circled the gun like a wheel, and the tip and tail of the gun exploded into a large flower at the mouth of the bowl at the same time.
While preventing water from leaking, he scurried back quickly.
Like a big cat whose tail has been stepped on.
With a "whoosh" sound, he jumped out upside down and ran away immediately without looking back.
At the same time, he was still pumping up his energy and blood, and his heart exploded... He bypassed the gun array behind him and ran towards the city gate.
"The veteran dark power peak master is extraordinary after all."
Zhang Kun struck with his sword, slashing through the waves like waves before he reached Cui Yuming. He was wrapped up in the force of the five tiger spears and blocked both swords.
Seeing the opponent vomiting blood in his mouth, taking advantage of his strength to fly back, he had to admire him.
It's one thing to fight head-on, but it's another thing to chase down the fleeing enemy.
Cui Yuming has been practicing Ba Feng You Shen Bu for decades. His skills are mature and smooth, and he sees opportunities very quickly.
I would rather rush my body and aggravate my injuries than escape first...
After a while, I really couldn't catch up.
The main thing is to guard against the musket array.
…
Zhang Kun's figure rose and fell, and he darted into the grass, snaking past like a snake, his feet falling silently.
The expected scene of volleys of gunfire and rain of bullets did not appear.
Instead, there was a series of screams and screams ahead.
His figure moved, and while Cui Yuming's figure was closely attached to him, his peripheral vision swept over him.
I saw the thirty gunmen standing in scattered places, and at some point, three figures had been saved.
The three of them were all dressed in black and had their heads covered.
With one wave of his hand, countless hidden weapons seemed to have eyes, shooting towards the patrol battalion elites.
Hit the throat, shoot in the eyes, the sound of whining and breaking the wind is endless.
The other two people were in a state of flux...
One person wielded two swords and slashed in succession;
One person's sword light pierced a thin line and shuttled back and forth.
Within a few breaths of time when Cui Yuming called for shooting, three masked men took action at the same time, killing the gunman in pieces.
Only a few lucky rats were left running around, crying and howling, even throwing away their muskets.
Zhang Kun glanced at them and understood the identities of these people. He felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "Thank you very much. If you miss today, I will treat you to a drink."
"Don't chase after poor bandits, for fear of an ambush."
A familiar voice replied with a chuckle and waved his hand, but did not follow Zhang Kun to chase Cui Yuming.
Their identities should not be revealed, and they did not want to be involved with Zhang Kunming.
The best way to help is to intervene secretly and leave immediately.
Ye Yinzhang knows this very well.
…
"It is better to chase down the poor bandits with vigor and bravery, and not to pretend to be an academic overlord."
Seeing Cui Yuming about to get into the doorway, Zhang Kun's feet suddenly hit the ground, and his body accelerated by three points.
Like a fleeting light, it rushes toward the city gate.
"I escaped you last time. If I escape again this time, I will be considered incompetent."
His eyes were as cold as a knife, and his murderous intent was faintly locked on Cui Yuming...
No matter how far the other party escapes this time, into the city, into the palace...
"Fire the arrow!"
On top of the city gate tower, a general wearing armor suddenly shouted loudly.
Boom...
Long arrows fell like rain, whizzing down, pointing directly at Zhang Kun.
"Save Eunuch Cui and don't let the rebels enter the city."
At the same time, Cui Yuming ducked into the city, and the city gate began to close creakingly.
