Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 681

rumbling~
Gan Ning and Pei Yuanqing ran and chased each other, the soldiers of the two armies watched with their hearts raised in their throats, and the soldiers on the wall of Wancheng were even more shocked, only Xue Rengui sneered disdainfully after watching, this Jinfan thief.

hum~
Gan Ning, who was running away, suddenly turned around, drew a long bow directly, and shot a black feather arrow, but his eyes saw something terrible, showing a look of panic.

A small silver hammer had already been taken out of his hand, and two silver hammers were held in his other hand. Pei Yuanqing laughed and said, "The little thief will die!"

Just after the little hammer was thrown out, a cold arrow was shot from the opposite side, and Pei Yuanqing was so frightened that he turned sideways and straddled the side of the horse.

rumbling~
The horse was galloping, and his body was strangely slanted on the side of the horse, but the sound of the wind flashed in his ears, and a look of fear flashed across Pei Yuanqing's face.

Damn, he was afraid that the thief would throw a small silver hammer on the horse's back early, but he didn't expect that the other party was also insidious enough.

bang~
This sound was muffled but sounded as if something snapped, Gan Ning looked at the flying silver hammer, and had no time to raise his knife to block it.

Responding instinctively, he directly grabbed the longbow in his hand and placed it in front of his chest. First, the longbow broke with a click, and then the heavy silver hammer hit his breastplate, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

Gan Ning, whose face was as golden as paper, didn't even drop a harsh word this time, turned around in embarrassment and hurried back to the army on his horseback.

On the opposite side, Pei Yuanqing reined in his horse directly, and he couldn't move forward, otherwise he would enter the enemy's arrow range.

clang clang ~
On the battlefield, Yang Ye and Huang Zhong's two golden swords were fierce in battle, and the golden sword dancing was even more mighty, and Huang Zhong's blood-like long sword in the setting sun was also not to be outdone.

clang clang ~
The two long knives collided and intersected continuously, sparks splashed and the two men's long beards moved with the wind, and they fired real fire one after another.

Panting heavily, the two kept waving the long knives in their hands. They all played head-to-head, especially Yang Ye was shocked.

What a Huang Hansheng, even though he tried his best, he still couldn't please him, especially since the opponent had already fought with Gan Ning for fifty rounds.

The dignified Yang Ye is even more motivated to fight, and the golden knife is flying up and down. Maybe he is not the opponent of the person in front of him in a fair fight, but it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

Huang Zhong was also shocked, what a golden sword Yang Ye, although he had heard about it long time ago, he had never fought in person after all, today's battle really deserved his reputation.

"Haha~ What a golden knife Yang Ye."

"Huang Han's promotion to Ru is not bad!"

Both of them are masters at wielding swords, especially because they both look like they have long beards, especially their sword skills are the kind of head-to-head fighting.

clang clang ~
After the two fought for eighty rounds, a feeling of sympathy rose in their hearts, and they couldn't help laughing.

Lu Bu and Guo Jia in the camp looked at each other from a distance, especially holding a golden tube in their hands.

"Tsk tsk~My lord, this golden knife Yang Ye is not inferior to a fierce general in the army. If Han Sheng makes a mistake in the battle, the gain outweighs the loss."

Lu Bu smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, the two seem to be evenly divided, but look at the breathing of the two, among equal martial arts fighters, Han Sheng's strongest is not martial arts but physical strength!"

That's right! The 60-year-old Huang Zhongdu fought fiercely with Guan Yu at his peak, not only because of his superb martial arts, but also because of his sufficient physical strength.

Think about the 60-year-old Huang Zhongdu still has the physical strength to fight Guan Yu, let alone now.

The two fought more and more fiercely, and Pei Yuanqing swept across the formation with two silver hammers, and looked at the enemy camp with an arrogant look, as if he would go up and finish him with three hammers if anyone dared to make a move.

After returning to the city, Gan Ning spit out a mouthful of blood and fell off the horse, his eyes were tightly closed and the corners of his mouth were still bloody.

It's not that he's weak, it's that he's stupid. He chose to wrestle with Pei Yuanqing instead of hitting him hard with a long knife and a sledgehammer.

Another important part is that Pei Yuanqing used the horsepower of the charge, but Gan Ning didn't charge at all.

Although Gan Ning's martial arts are good, they are miscellaneous but not perfect. He is good at using double halberds in water combat, and he uses long swords in horse combat, and the long sword is even more of a light type.

The long knife of forty or fifty catties chose to resist the heavy hammer of three hundred catties. It would be no wonder if he didn't suffer a loss. If he could counterattack directly at the beginning and rely on the advantage of the long weapon to gain the upper hand, even if he couldn't beat him, he wouldn't be defeated so quickly .

Xue Rengui on the top of the wall clenched his fists with a dignified expression, and there were many generals behind him who said in a low voice: "General, if we continue to fight, General Yang may lose."

clang clang ~
With the beating and drum beating, the two fought endlessly under the scorching sun, and the sweat was pouring down like rain, and the faces of the two were covered with bean-sized beads of sweat.

But both of them insisted on the continuous attack, and did not give each other a chance to rest and recover. Yang Ye's martial arts were not weak, but it was a pity that they met Huang Zhong at his peak.

After 120 rounds, Huang Zhong's saber technique was still open and closed, and a long saber that looked like blood in the setting sun was dancing vigorously, without any sense of fatigue at all.

On the other hand, Yang Ye was panting heavily, and looked at this person in disbelief. His arms had already started to tingle, and the golden knife was much slower than before, and its strength was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

But the feeling from the collision of the weapons made Yang Ye's eyes widen aggrievedly. Could it be that Huang Zhong is not tired because he was beaten with iron?

"Ming Jin recalls Old General Yang!" Xue Rengui shouted in a deep voice after seeing Yang Karma's weakness, and at the same time, his heart was filled with shock. This Huang Zhong's martial arts is so experienced, not to mention stamina, and his stamina is far superior to that of a fierce general of the same level.

Ding Ding Ding ~
The crisp sound of gold ringing continued, and Yang Ye on the battlefield slashed his long knife after hearing it, and took advantage of the situation to directly tighten his horse and retreat quickly.

"General Yang, be careful!"

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation, and Yang Ye leaned over on the horse's back without looking back, but there was the trembling sound of the bowstring behind him.

puff~
The painful neighing of the war horse was accompanied by Yang Ye's muffled grunt. One bow, three arrows, two feathered arrows appeared on Yang Ye's back armor, and a black feathered arrow shot at the buttocks of the war horse under his crotch.

hooho~
The soldiers behind him cheered heartily, Huang Zhong raised the longbow in his hand high, and looked indifferently at Yang Ye who fled in embarrassment.

Yang Ye was experienced, and he lay on the horse's back the moment he heard the exclamation, but Huang Zhong lost his key target. His hands that drew the longbow moved suddenly, and aimed directly at the horse and the exposed body.

Yang Ye, who fled back to the city in embarrassment, held back his anger, and turned over from his horse in embarrassment, with two feathered arrows stuck in the armor behind his buttocks.

He leaned over on the horse's back and only his butt was exposed. Although the arrow in his butt like a war horse saved his life, it was a shame to him.

Getting shot in the ass is a shame!

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