Chapter 701 The hero comes to an end

Style: Historical Author: Feishuo moshuWords: 2194Update Time: 24/02/20 16:59:10
Breathing in and out, it's extremely spicy.

Slashing with a long knife wastes your energy.

Although the fighting spirit is there, it is difficult to distinguish the enemy with both eyes.

Lu Baichuan, who was slashing randomly with his back to Zhou Tianfeng, yelled, telling Han You to stay away and never come over.

Wang Hai, who fell to the ground and wanted to struggle to get up, also shouted loudly, telling Han You to run, run!

It is said that Shang Yang knows horse power, and Bigan knows people's hearts. After getting along for a long time, Lu Baichuan and Han You, not to mention Wang Hai, regard them as life-long friends.

Whether Wang Hai or Lu Baichuan, as the two most important people in Han You's second life journey, were about to die in front of him, how could he just sit back and watch or run away.

But there are still dozens of steps to go, and nothing can be faster than Zhou Tianfeng's life-killing sword.

Zhou Tianfeng had obviously heard of Lu Baichuan's name. Although he was a rebel, he also had certain bottom lines and perseverance. Just like when he faced Zhou Tong, he did not want to be tortured in every possible way but wanted to kill him with a single blow. This is the respect of a military commander.

He learned how to mix the powder himself from the foreign tribesmen, and when he blew it into his eyes, even if he washed it with water, it would take twelve hours before he could see anything.

Now seeing that Lu Baichuan was ready to fight again, Zhou Tianfeng dragged the long knife and flew forward, trying to knock Lu Baichuan down. Then he kept his promise and dropped the long knife on his neck.

This kick was powerful and heavy, hitting Lu Baichuan in the back.

Lu Baichuan, who received a kick, lost his center of gravity and fell forward. Unexpectedly, right in front of him was the war horse Wang Hai had just ridden.

The war horse was covered in sweat. Lu Baichuan could not see anything clearly in front of him. When he threw forward, he moved to the right side of the war horse. He couldn't help but want to grab something. Unconsciously, he pinched the back of the war horse with his left hand very hard.

With a "neighing", the war horse suddenly raised its hind hooves, and then stared back suddenly, at an extremely fast speed without any warning.

Han You, who had just ran over, was stunned.

The war horse glared back and kicked Zhou Tianfeng in the chest.

Zhou Tianfeng, who was extremely skilled, flew backwards, and the sound of his bones breaking was so clear and crisp.

Han You was dumbfounded. Zhou Tianfeng, who fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood and his mind went blank.

In nature, an adult horse kicks backwards hard, which is commonly known as a kick, and can completely injure an adult cheetah or even a lion.

There is a protuberance between the neck and back of the war horse, called the armor.

Many cavalrymen and generals in the battle formation have a tacit understanding of cooperation with the warhorses. They will train the warhorses' reflex ability, that is, when their backs are turned to the enemy, they will suddenly "kick". The secret code is "horse armor", and the cavalrymen will fiercely pick at their bridles. In position A, the war horse will kick backwards, and over time this will become a nerve reflex point.

"Kicking" is also the most ferocious and fatal attack method of the Perissodactyl equids.

Zhou Tianfeng's ribs were broken no matter how many times, his internal organs were ruptured, and his chest was almost completely sunken. Blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't say a word.

Looking at Dachuan'er again, he was still doing "blind typing" with his eyes closed, waving the long knife indiscriminately, and shouting "Come here, come here".

Han You was stunned for three seconds, blinking hard, filled with an unreal feeling.

Zhou Tianfeng was actually...knocked down by a war horse?

Han You didn't know about wearing armor or not, and he didn't know that cavalrymen could train war horses to kick. He only knew that Zhou Tianfeng was lying there with a face full of reluctance and vomiting blood.

After coming back to his senses, Han You ran out to help Wang Hai up, then picked up the broken knife fragment less than twenty centimeters and held it tightly in his hand.

Wang Hai grabbed Han You and kept pulling him behind him, crying: "Run, young master, run, young master, run like hell, run!"

This was the first time Wang Hai swore at Han You. He shook his body to block Han You behind him and yelled.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Han You kept comforting him: "That fool made the war horse crippled."

He said over and over again, Wang Hai listened carefully, but could not hear Zhou Tianfeng's voice. He could only hear Lu Baichuan in the distance shouting and "typing blindly", which made him very tired.

"wait for me."

Han You was deeply afraid that Zhou Tianfeng would show off his pretense again, so he walked over cautiously with the "blade" in hand, and kept his spirits up.

Zhou Tianfeng, who was lying on the ground, was as energetic as a silk thread, and his brain almost stopped thinking.

If the numbness in his body hadn't faded away and was replaced by severe pain, he would definitely not be able to believe what happened before him. He was kicked and disabled by a horse, an ordinary military horse!

Seeing Han You walking over step by step, Zhou Tianfeng suddenly felt ashamed and wanted to hide his face and run away.

Yes, it was a shame for him, a great shame.

Thinking of Zhou Tianfeng, Wen Tao and Wu Lu planned the strategy. In less than half a year, they traveled through the mountains to convince the foreign tribes, and then assembled an army of fifty thousand.

With this army of 50,000, he can at least determine the talents of the southern region.

Even if he loses, he has no complaints or regrets. His skills are not as good as others, his tactics are not as good as others, and his plans are not as good as others. He hides in the abyss, dormant and then raises the banner later.

But now, he was crippled by an ordinary war horse!

"Uh-huh-huh."

Han You, who was walking step by step, had mixed feelings after confirming that Zhou Tianfeng was not faking it.

"Tian Feng'er, Tian Feng'er." Han You turned around and glanced at Lu Baichuan, who was still fighting with the air: "Why did you say you had nothing to do to provoke him?"

"Great head..."

Zhou Tianfeng couldn't even move his neck, and even the slightest movement of his fingers was painful: "You...just take it."

Han You was filled with emotions.

Zhou Tianfeng was killing everyone on the city wall as if ghosts and gods were coming to the world. This scene is vivid in my mind. If it weren't for Tang Qingfeng's sudden transformation, I don't know who could have stopped this guy. Pervert, as expected, there can only be an even more perverted pervert. .

There is a serious problem in Lao Ba's confidant, the court's talk has turned ugly, and countless people in the south have secretly taken refuge in him. It is not appropriate to call Zhou Tianfeng a hero of the time.

Even if he is defeated in battle and completely defeated, this guy can still find a way out of a desperate situation in an instant.

Even if they are their own masters, Han You feels that this guy is wronged to the extreme.

Chasing a blind man only to have his war horse kicked away and crippled.

"I won't kill you."

Han You took three steps back: "I'd better watch you die slowly."

"Hello...hello..."

"Oh, you too."

"You are so... so poisonous!"

"No." Han You shook his head: "I'm afraid that you will use me as a backer before you die, and villains die from talking too much. I have a little self-cognition disorder now. I don't know if I am a villain, so I'd better stay away from you. Come on, let’s stop chatting and get on your way.”

After saying that, Han You took three steps back.

The corners of Zhou Tianfeng's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling bitterly, or grinning ferociously, or as if he had accepted the relief from his fate. His tightly clenched fists slowly loosened, and a flying knife as long as one finger slowly slipped out of his palm.

"Zhou Tianfeng!" Han You, whose forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, yelled: "I rely on you!"