V7.Chapter 20

Two rare war horses separated by mistake.

Because it was the first combination, Lu Li didn't use any killing moves, but leveled the edge and rushed past with the momentum of the black maned horse.

But we must face it squarely. He has used the bonus brought by the fighting spirit of greedy wolf. He thought that even if he could not match Zhang Liaodou, he could force the other party to awaken the fighting spirit and fight at the same level.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Zhang Liao is still sitting on his horse. There is no abnormal manifestation behind him, just like ordinary soldiers.

"So, did Meng Ming ever rest assured?"

"Ha ha ha."

The sound came from afar.

Lu Li didn't answer. He turned his horse's head and rushed to the green mane Dawan again. The sharp long knife grabbed from Pei yuanshao was like a spring thunder, pointing at Zhang Liao's neck!

"Well, the momentum is OK."

Zhang Liao narrowed his slender eyes and commented again. At the same time, there was no change in the move compared with the previous one. He put his arm forward and the crescent halberd weighing thousands of kilograms came in front of him.

Dang!!

For a time, wind and dust rose everywhere.

The sound of the sonic boom shocked the wolf riding generals who were fighting for tens of meters. They couldn't help but release their fighting spirits to resist. As for the soldiers who were close, they covered their ears and retreated orderly.

In fact, no matter how others stare, they can't see how the center of the battlefield is, let alone feel Lu Li's feelings——

The chest was stuffy and the blood gas surged.

But without any hesitation, he took the handle of the knife with both hands and put it down.

Almost at the same time, the dark halberd pole in Zhang Liao's hand sank slightly.

Although Lu Li has experienced several life and death battles, he still relies on strength, speed and reaction ability. So far, he has not mastered the use skills of cold weapons.

Because of this, a trace of doubt and shock flashed in Zhang Liao's eyes. He fought against the crescent halberd with a long knife. He suffered some losses. Now he dare to wrestle!

I'm afraid I don't want to die?

Frankly speaking, in the view of top generals, this is not a low-level mistake. Soldiers who are good at fighting on the battlefield dare not do so!

What can break thousands of laws at one time?

It is based on the fact that there is a great difference in strength between the two. One party is confident that he can use the trick when rolling, and Zhang Liao is not the first generation to insert the auction.

However, to say that Lu Li despised himself, Zhang Liao was also the first to disbelieve. After a little thought, he glanced at the beautiful face with a short beard in front of him and said in his heart: sure enough, he was still too young and had not experienced the hardships of the battlefield.

At this point, Zhang Liao decided to teach his little brother he had just recognized.

Lu Li didn't realize that the situation was about to turn around. He saw Zhang Liao's body sinking slightly and thought it could force him to awaken the soul of the war and take the battle seriously. He couldn't help roaring.

At the next moment, the blue light behind him became more and more solid, and the greedy wolf virtual shadow kept howling.

Now, he should be ready.

As soon as the idea appeared, Lu Li felt a great force coming from under him. He saw Zhang Liao holding the halberd pole with one hand, but he didn't wrestle with him at all, and turned up at random.

The crescent shaped halberd blade smashed down with the sound of breaking wind. Between life and death, Lu Li had no mind to think about anything else, so he quickly raised the long knife to block it.

At the next moment, a strong wind brushed through the throat——

Zhang Liao had expected that Lu Li would do so. Before the crescent blade fell, he changed his moves at will. The halberd rod danced in his palm again and used the second half of the crescent halberd to stab.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and even Lu Li didn't react. He just felt the hair on his neck. Then, a voice came from his front:

"Meng Ming, you lost."

With that, Zhang Liao put down the crescent halberd, clamped the horse's belly, pulled the reins, and opened the distance between the two.

meanwhile.

The smoke and dust shrouded in the school field began to disperse. The generals looked up in their hearts.

Lu Li was stunned in situ, his expression was extremely complex, and the extraordinary black maned horse under his crotch kept pulling the soil, hanging his head and ringing his nose.

The gap is too big.

Just like the previous contest with Zhang Zhao, the object and situation have changed.

In this way, it was quiet inside and outside the school field.

Soldiers don't know what happened and can only guess the outcome, while those generals who always observe the battlefield only confirm one thing:

Lord General Zhang Liao has never used the soul of war. He takes the opponent's head lightly (if he didn't take the move in time, Lu Li would be a headless corpse lying on the ground)

Land is too weak?

A knife defeated Zhang Zhao.

The ghost of war is rare in the world. You can see that it is by no means ordinary. These veterans on the battlefield dare not fight it easily.

At this time, Lu Li looked up at the purple robe swaying in the cold wind, sighed, arched his hands and said, "brother, martial arts are exquisite, and my younger brother is ashamed."

Before he finished, Zhang Liao interrupted:

"Would you like to repeat what Zhang Zhao said earlier? Spring birth, summer growth, autumn harvest and winter storage are the right days."

Zhang liaoben meant to give advice. Now that he found the problem, he naturally wouldn't say anything important. Wen Sheng said:

"Liao was born in Mayi, Yanmen County, Bingzhou, where there were four war zones. In order to protect themselves, everyone studied military horses and livestock in the wild."

"After meeting Ding Gong and seeking a family background, you will follow me to Yunzhong county. When you see more blood, this war skill will naturally be honed."

At the next moment, without waiting for Lu Li's response, Zhang Liao suddenly turned his horse's head, looked back at the many soldiers behind him, raised his crescent halberd and roared:

"Twenty years ago, the Hu people outside the Great Wall became strong under the rule of tanshihuai. They often went south to kill, loot and loot. Someone was born in Yanmen and experienced the frontier war since childhood."

"Playmates, loyal servants and even ethnic people have died under foreign swords. If they don't practice their war skills day and night, how can they live now? They have long been beheaded by Xiongnu thieves and used them as wine vessels."

"Brothers, now the Xiongnu kowtows to the side again. Regardless of his golden body, the assassin personally leads the guard north, but we are trapped in Yunzhong County by thieves. We should make every effort to go on our way, arrive in Jiuyuan County before dawn, meet with Ding Gong, and go north to kill the enemy!"

The momentum changed abruptly.

From introverted to breathtaking.

At the moment, looking at Zhang Liao not far away, Lu Li was in a strong mood. He wanted to fly to the border and kill with Xiongnu and miscellaneous Hu, so as to make up for his lack of experience.

"From now on, all departments will bury pots and cook stoves, kill pigs and eat meat, and leave camp to cross the river half an hour later!"

"Promise!"

"Promise!"

The voice of the mountain rang out.

Seeing the high morale, Zhang Liao nodded, put down the halberd raised above his head, resumed his elegant and gentle appearance, and turned around and said:

"Meng Ming, you have fought two consecutive battles since you set up camp. Now go to the camp with me and have some wine and meat."

"There's something I'm going to say and listen to you."

Hearing the speech, Lu Li immediately cleaned up his mind and collected the weapons in his hand.

"Yes."