Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 105
"Luo Cheng!"

Under the city, Wang Bo shouted loudly.

"What else?"

In the city, Luo Cheng loved to ignore him. Since the other party had already raised the flag of rebellion, there was no need for him to have any politeness with Wang Bo. It is not a good thing to be polite with a rebel.

"Luo Cheng, I once owed you a favor, and now I will pay you back before the battle. If you don't want to surrender, then go out of the city to fight against a certain general. If you can win the horse in my hand, I will let you go. It can be regarded as repaying your previous favor. If you lose, I will not kill you, but just keep you as a guest for a few days. As for whether you want to stay or go as you like in the future, how about it?"

"It's not necessary, is it?" Luo Cheng smiled.

"But dare not?" Wang Bo asked.

"When the two armies are at war, it's meaningless to fight on horseback!" Luo Cheng shook his head.

"That means you don't dare?"

The fourth son heard this impatiently, "Xiao Wu, let your fourth brother go out and stab this old bastard to death!"

"I'll go." The third child pressed the fourth child, "The fourth child has worked hard tonight, and it's my third brother's turn to go out."

"It's not necessary. Let's defend the city. They attack the city. There's no need to go out to fight the city. We just need to defend well." Luo Cheng has his own worries. If the people who left the city were surrounded, they would lose a general for nothing, especially if Luo Cheng went out to fight by himself, if he was captured, it would affect morale even more.

Even if Wang Bo keeps his word and doesn't make small moves, if the opponent loses, it will still hurt morale.

Might as well ignore him.

"Xiao Wu, if we don't agree to them, they will think we are afraid of him? This tone can't be weak, don't worry, your third brother has been practicing sword skills hard recently, and he thinks he won't lose to Wang Bo."

Luo Cheng still wanted to refuse, but one-eared lieutenant Lao Zhang and one-eyed old Wang both said to let Siye play.

"What are you afraid of, compare yourself to him!"

Meeting such a group of guys, Luo Cheng was also helpless. After considering the meeting, he finally nodded.

"The third brother is out, be careful."

"little six."

"Fifth Brother, I'm here."

"You take a few brothers out of the city with the third brother, and stand for him. If something goes wrong, immediately protect the third brother and withdraw." Luo Cheng confessed.

Fu San and Du Da stood up, "Let's go with Xiao Liu."

"Go!"

The one-eyed old king held a ring-shouldered broadsword, "My apprentice is fighting generals, so of course I have to march."

"Old Wang, I'll go with you too, I'm afraid you'll die outside." Noseless Old Zhao smiled.

Old Zhang with one ear also nodded, "I'll make up the number too."

In the end, a group of old guys were going, and Lao Jia wanted to go.

In desperation, he refused to let anyone go, so he agreed to all ten veterans to go, so Luo Siye rode a bay red horse, carrying a Mo Dao, followed by Xiao Liu, Du Da, Fu San, and ten others. A disabled old man.

As soon as this lineup left the city, the gangsters on the opposite side burst into laughter.

"Sure enough, there is no one in Zhangqiu County, and even a group of old and disabled people have been sent out."

Luo Siye swung his saber!
"Let's stop talking nonsense, Luo Siye is the head of the Zhangqiu County Zao Squad and the Changbai Township Tuan Mo Dao Squad. Wang Bo, let the horse come over and have a showdown!"

Wang Bo looked at Luo Siye coldly. He also fought for the Sui Dynasty for ten years and was a veteran of the Weifu, so he was very familiar with Siye's Mo Dao.

"You actually came out with a Mo Dao, do you know how to use it?"

"Whether it will work or not, you will know if you try it?"

Luo Siye also looked at Wang Bo with great interest, and finally his eyes slowly focused on Wang Bo's horse.That horse was four feet long, with a cold and murderous look.

Siye's eyes lit up when he saw this horse.

He heard from his master One-eyed Old Wang that all generals with good backgrounds are basically horse generals who are good at riding and shooting. Not only are they good at riding and shooting, they must also have good horses.

Seeing this horse spear, his eyes sparkled, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but tighten.

Those who use horse lances are basically those with outstanding martial arts skills, and they are still extremely powerful.

"Your horse looks good!"

"It's really good. It was built by a famous teacher. I spent hundreds of guan in order to get this lance. It took three years for the marshal to make this lance. With the materials of ten horse lances, I can only get If one good spear is found, the rest of the spears will be destroyed the day this spear is completed."

Wang Bo raised the spear in his hand with some pride.

Back then when he charged into battle, he was not qualified to use a lance, nor could he afford it.Later, when he became an official and his wealth became richer, he also made connections, and spent a lot of money to ask a master to build this good spear for him.

"I want this spear!"

"It's decided."

"My fifth younger brother just needs a long soldier at hand!"

Luo Siye raised his knife, "Come on, I won, you stay here!"

"The Mo Dao in your hand is also good. It is a sharp weapon on the battlefield. My lance is the magic soldier of the general, but your Mo Dao is the precious sword of the infantry. When you lose, give me the sword and save your life." Down."

Memories from many years ago came to Wang Bo's mind. On the battlefield, the Modao infantry of the Sui Dynasty wore double-layer thick armor and held a sharp Modao. Hundreds of Modao soldiers lined up in a wall of swords.Even though they were facing the charge of the Turkic cavalry, they were still brave and unafraid. They swung the Mo Dao neatly, pushing forward like a wall, and no one could block the sword.

"Dare to choose Mo Dao as your weapon, it seems that you are also brave and powerful, come on."

"Look at the knife!"

Luo Siye didn't bother to talk anymore, he had already made up his mind to win the spear for his fifth younger brother.

The Mo Dao was originally an artifact of foot combat, but at this time Luo Siye was riding a horse and wielding the Mo Dao, which was just as amazing.

Knife light flashed.

Wang Bo was shocked by this momentum.

"I didn't expect that there would be such an astonishingly talented person in Luo's Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger."

Wang Bo exclaimed, rode his horse and swung his spear to fight.

Two riders charged.

Gallop past.

Between thunder and lightning, the two had already exchanged a move.

The swords and lances hit each other, and they missed it.

Luo Siye used all his strength to chop Wang Bo and his mount.

And Wang Bo's single blow, which Wang Bo thought he was sure to win, failed to pierce the young man Luo Siye.

"Hahaha! Sure enough, I have some skills, come again!"

Wang Bo is also the kind of person who is born with fierce strength. If he misses a blow, it will arouse his bloody fighting spirit.

Turn the horse's head, hold the lance and charge again.

"kill!"

Luo Siye became more and more courageous as he fought, and raised his sword again.

A knife.

Two knives.

Three knives.

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In another battle, the two cavalry staggered.

Luo Siye only felt that his hands were a little numb, but his eyes were staring at Wang Bo like a wolf.

The knife was raised again.

"You are very powerful. I thought that three swords would surely cut you off the horse, but I didn't expect eight swords to kill you."

"You're not bad either. You can see that your Mo Dao has received a true inheritance. Boy, you have not insulted this Mo Dao."

(End of this chapter)