surnamed Wang

Chapter 74 Fighting or Traveling
"Where?"

"Northwest hillside!"

The two abandoned their mounts and galloped northwestward one after the other.

Less than a kilometer to the northwest from Hamiwei, there is a Gobi Desert with scattered rocks, which is a good place for fighting.

Soon, two figures came running from the southeast of the Gobi Desert. The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they were almost equal, and they stood beside a huge rock wall almost at the same time.

The iron-masked man spoke first: "Isn't it good to stay on the prairie? Why start a war?"

Another man with a long knife on his waist replied helplessly:
"I don't want to, I just follow orders. Some things don't make sense. You Central Plains have always boasted of being a land of abundance, and you live in a place where life is comfortable and abundant, while we North Turks are born to live in a place of bitter cold. If we still have to suffer from cold and hunger, who do we turn to for reasoning?”

"You are clearly self-reliant, but you insist on robbing others. Complaining about injustice is just your excuse."

"Probably so."

Pu Wen actually agreed with Zhao Zhiyi's words. He was born in a declining noble family in North Turkistan, and his mother was a woman from the Central Plains.

When she was still alive, she would often set up a vegetable field at home, and every autumn harvest season, she could eat vegetables such as leeks, sunflowers, and fennel, but he preferred to eat meat when he was young.Mother would often talk to him about the Central Plains, the prosperity of the capital, the delicacies in the south of the Yangtze River, and the hardworking people in the Central Plains.

Over time, he also yearned for and looked forward to the Central Plains.

After his mother passed away, every year during the Spring Festival, he would miss the dumplings made by his mother and those precious vegetables back then.

Later, when the Great Khan Agudam found him, he didn't agree at first, he didn't want to capture the beautiful place in his mother's mouth, but after a few days he changed his mind. He has never had a chance to see the world in his mother's mouth in his whole life, and he will be satisfied even if he takes a look.

The north wind was hunting, blowing up the dust all over the sky. The two people on the Gobi seemed to have an appointment, and rushed towards each other at the same time, first with fists and kicks, and then with swords. The wind became stronger and stronger until the yellow sand covered the sky and the sun , and also covered the figures of the two.

From time to time, the sound of swords colliding could be heard in the wind and sand. The two were not enemies, let alone mortal enemies, but they had to work hard here.

After a long time, or an hour, or two hours, the sound of the sword clashing became smaller and smaller, and the wind gradually subsided. Finally, the wind and sand cleared away, revealing two ragged people, one of whom's mask had been torn, Falling into the pile of rocks, the other person was not much better, his bun was broken, and his head was full of black hair.

Both of them were breathing heavily, obviously very tired, and even the swords in their hands trembled a little.

One of them was the first to speak: "Why don't we stop fighting and let's take a break?"

The other person hesitated, then nodded, "Yes."

Pu Wen, whose bun was messed up, was also afraid of being attacked, so he sat on the ground first, casually tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes, and tied up his hair.

Zhao Zhiyi really didn't intend to sneak attack. He also sat on a rock, took out a water bag from his arms, and took a big gulp.

Can it still be like this?Pu Wen obviously didn't expect that the other party was carrying water on his body during the duel, it's a bit shameless to be true.

Zhao Zhiyi watched the other party staring straight at his water bag, and threw the water bag over in a big way.Pu Wen, who took the water bag, was not afraid of being poisonous, so he straightened his neck and drank it. When he finished drinking the water and wiped his mouth, the scene in front of him shocked him again.

I saw Zhao Zhiyi on the opposite side took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, and when he opened it, there was a chicken leg inside.

"Um, are you here to fight or to travel?"

Pu Wen couldn't help it anymore, unexpectedly what he got was a blank stare, Zhao Zhiyi gnawed on the chicken leg and said vaguely: "Have you heard of the food before the soldiers and horses move?"

"Shameless!"

"Hey, don't say that. This is my breakfast. I fought you for a long time on an empty stomach. If you want to say shameless, you are shameless."

"..." Pu Wen was a little speechless. He didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only watch helplessly as the other party finished eating the whole chicken leg, chewing even the bones.

"Okay, let's continue."

After Zhao Zhiyi finished eating the chicken legs, he got up and patted the dust off his body, because of the battle just now, his current outfit was not much better than that of a beggar, and now the act of patting the ashes is somewhat redundant.

Pu Wen, who was on the opposite side, also stood up and stood with his sword on his shoulders. The atmosphere that was quite harmonious just now became tense again.

"This knife is named 'Lishou'. The knife is six feet six long and weighs 66 catties. If I die here today, please hand over my knife to Moon Cake." Make arrangements.

Zhao Zhiyi still didn't dare to take it too seriously, because the weight of this sword is so damn auspicious, compared with the opponent, his own sword is almost a disaster.Although he was slandering in his heart, he still pulled out the long sword in his hand expressionlessly: "This sword is named Shuanghan, the sword is three feet three feet long, and weighs eighteen catties. If I fight you today, I will die without regret."

After the two introduced their weapons, the north wind roared again.

"One style, flat boat!"

Zhao Zhiyi took the lead in attacking. The Thirteen Stunning Stances required an indomitable momentum. If he made a move, others would take the lead. What is the point of accumulating momentum? Zhao Zhiyi, who hadn't reached the result of the first move, followed up with the second move In the second form of taking off the rabbit, his figure instantly accelerated a lot, and he shot out with a single blow, stabbing Pu Wen straight.

Pu Wen had been waiting for the opponent's thirteen sword moves from the beginning. Seeing the opponent's move at this moment, he couldn't help admiring "good sword" in his heart, and then he followed the knife and slashed out.

Lishou is a heavy long knife, but Pu Wen holds it with one hand. In order to facilitate slashing, the handle of the knife is specially shortened, which makes the whole blade look extremely uncoordinated. The long and heavy blade slashed towards Zhao Zhiyi's forearm. Pu Wen's move was to force the opponent to withdraw the attack, thereby breaking his momentum.

Zhao Zhiyi had expected it a long time ago, with a twist of his wrist, the tip of the sword changed direction, and stabbed towards the blade that was slashing. The sharp sparks collided between the tip of the sword and the blade. Under the strong collision, both of them were shocked. It is not a wise move for the tip of the sword to face the blade, but it managed to retain the momentum of the first two moves.

Zhao Zhiyi, who was supposed to retreat from the shock, forcibly stabilized his figure, and used the third move to jump into the air. After the third move, he followed the fourth move, his body fell sharply, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at Pu Wen on the ground. .

Pu Wen was a little bit overwhelmed by the shock just now, and just as he stabilized his figure, he saw Zhao Zhiyi attacking from mid-air.

Pu Wen smiled, the opponent's move was tantamount to seeking his own death, he pointed the blade straight at the falling Zhao Zhiyi, one inch long and one inch stronger, his sword was twice as long as the opponent's sword, if Zhao Zhiyi didn't take it If you hold the sword, you will be pierced by him.

When the falling Zhao Zhiyi was about to touch the tip of the knife, his body suddenly turned, changed direction, and stabbed at a big rock on the ground. Due to the extremely fast falling speed, Pu Wen below had no time to react, so he could only watch helplessly. As the opponent slid away from the tip of his knife, the boulder on the ground split directly from the middle under Zhao Zhiyi's blow, making a loud noise.

Can you still play like this?

It was only then that Pu Wen realized that this sword technique could not only be used against people, but also be used against things.

(End of this chapter)