Cangzhou beacon fire

Chapter 19
Qi Sheng heard Jin Yuqi's name, and looked at Li An beside him suspiciously: "Golden Yuqi? Have you heard of it?"

Li An shook his head. He had heard of Qingyuqi and fought many times, but he had never heard of Jinyuqi.

Seeing Li An shaking his head, Qi Sheng yelled at Zhong Yao: "Whatever you ride! Suffer!" Then he waved his hand: "Cavalry battalion, come to me!"

The three-yuan cavalry gathered on both sides had already lined up and waited. The deputy general heard Qi Sheng's order to draw his sword and gave the order, and the three thousand cavalry in the front row rushed towards Zhong Yao and Jin Yuqi.

"Brothers, they are the Sanyuan Army. Your relatives died tragically under their swords ten years ago." As soon as Zhong Yao said this, the Golden Feather Riders behind him glared angrily, staring at this group of people. The murderous aura of the Sanyuan army permeated the entire battlefield in an instant, causing some commotion among the Sanyuan warhorses who hadn't left the battle.

"Go, use the blood of the enemy to calm your anger."

As soon as Zhong Yao's order came out, the Golden Feather Cavalry rushed out with that terrifying breath of chill.

Only Xiang Zheng didn't rush out, and still drove his horse to stand beside Zhong Yao.

"Xiang Zheng, why don't you go?" Zhong Yao turned around and asked.

"I'll stay and protect you." Xiang Zheng glared at the front and said flatly.

From Xiang Zheng's expression, Zhong Yao knew his anger at the moment, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I don't need protection, go, and bring me a three-yuan spear back by the way."

Xiang Zheng looked at Zhong Yao with an excited smile on his face, and then rushed out.

Qi Sheng saw that the cavalry of the two armies were about to face each other, and sneered: "It's only three thousand, we still have ten thousand cavalry who have not yet entered the battle, and we still use the wheel warfare method. First destroy the three thousand troops, and then turn around to besiege Zhong Lin's army."

"The anger of revenge will make you tremble, Sanyuan dogs." Zhong Yao also stared at the battlefield, but he was incomparably calm. Ten years of anger erupted at this moment, and no one could stop it, even Luo Luo. The [-]th Battalion of National Riders came.

Three thousand against three thousand, one side is the shocking killing cry, and the other is a silent charge, but the latter is even more frightening.

In the cavalry game, the outcome depends on the moment when the two cavalry pass by.

Looking at the approaching Golden Feather Cavalry, the Sanyuan cavalry held guns in both hands, preparing to stab.

The two cavalry rubbed against each other, and the Sanyuan cavalry had just seen each other's face clearly.

What?Child?That immature face was extremely incompatible with that burly figure, and it was also extremely incompatible with that stern expression, which was not the expression that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child should have.

However, life and death were imminent, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he suddenly raised his gun and stabbed at the enemy horse.

Jin Yuqi's immature face was still expressionless, as indifferent as an iceberg, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, only the side of him, the three-yuan cavalry's gun pierced his cheek, and then he also Pick up the gun.

The three-yuan cavalryman didn't even see how he made the move. With a scream, he was stabbed and flew several meters away. When he landed, he was lifeless.

However, the Golden Feather Cavalry who stabbed the San Yuan cavalry didn't notice that a cold gun had arrived by his side, and he had no chance to dodge. He was shot in the abdomen and got off his horse.

Another Golden Feather Cavalry galloped over after finishing off a three-yuan cavalryman. He bent down and picked up his wounded and fallen companion, put him on the back of his horse, and then continued to join the battle.

Another three-yuan cavalry raised its spear high, and slashed at a golden feather cavalry from top to bottom.

With a sound of "bang", Jin Yuqi's horizontal spear blocked him, and he faintly saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised. The head passed by, and the blood of the horse was splashed everywhere, and the blood of the man was also splashed.

The other Sanyuan cavalry around were also fighting fiercely. In the face of absolute strength, the three thousand cavalry of Sanyuan were just a group of lambs.

The three-yuan cavalry did not believe that these slightly immature faces would have such terrifying combat power.

Qi Sheng's complacent expression gradually froze, but in the end it was filled with horror and disbelief, and so did the Sanyuan army behind him.

The shouts of killing stopped abruptly, and the three thousand and three yuan cavalrymen had all fallen on the battlefield in disarray, lifeless, only their loyal war horses were still hovering beside the master's body.

And there is no such thing as a dead body of a Golden Feather Cavalry on the battlefield. After any Golden Feather Cavalry is injured or dies, a companion will come immediately and lift him onto his own horse. Never leave a companion behind. This is their duty. purpose.

All the surviving three thousand golden feathered riders stopped their horses and collected their guns, staring at Qi Sheng and his Sanyuan army with cold eyes, as if they were asking.

Who else?
The morning sun was shining and the first day was mild, but Qi Sheng and the others felt chills down their backs.

"Come back, prepare for the next attack." Zhong Yao snapped his fingers, Jin Yuqi slowly turned around and returned to Zhong Yao's back, but his gaze was still fixed on the Sanyuan army.

One side was completely wiped out, and the other side suffered very few casualties. A drop of sweat rolled down Qi Sheng's terrified face. After so many years in the battlefield, even Luo's Thirteenth Cavalry Battalion could not achieve such a record. Is this human?
"Go up, go up again!" Qi Sheng shouted hastily, no matter how strong the opponent's combat power is, he still has an absolute advantage in military strength, and this is his only advantage at present.

However, when he looked back, he realized that even the lieutenant general who had been on the battlefield for a long time, many soldiers of the Sanyuan subconsciously retreated a little, their faces full of horror, no one had the guts to face this kind of ghostly combat power. challenge.

"Come on! Do you want to get cold feet?" Qi Sheng once again yelled at the lieutenant general.

On the other side, when Xiang Zheng came back, he handed a snatched three-yuan cavalry spear to Zhong Yao. Zhong Yao took it, weighed it and said: "In terms of length and weight, the three-yuan dog's spear is Best for projectiles."

After finishing speaking, he held the gun in his backhand and squinted one eye. He was searching, searching for the figure of the commander of the Sanyuan Army a mile away.

"Be careful, general!" Qi Sheng heard the reminder, turned his head and saw a flying gun shooting towards his face, it was too late to dodge, the secret passage was over.

When the flying gun was within walking distance, there was a "bang", and sparks from the collision of the weapons exploded in front of Qi Sheng's eyes, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes in shock.

The reminder just now was sent by Li An. He was the first to realize that something was wrong. He hurried to Qi Sheng's side and slashed at the flying spear at a short distance away.

The collision caused the spear to deviate a bit, but the shooting power did not decrease at all. It passed Qi Sheng's face, and Qi Sheng would die tragically on the spot if he missed by half a point.

Behind Qi Sheng, an unlucky cavalryman let out a scream, was taken away for several meters, and stopped moving.

Li An's mouth was numb from the shock, and he thought: "What a terrifying force..."

Qi Sheng put down his hand that covered his eyes, and looked back at the three-yuan cavalryman who was shot by the spear, and fell to the ground without breathing.

"This Yuejun is cunning, playing sneak attacks again and again!" Qi Sheng was furious, and was about to issue an order.

Li An switched the long knife to his left hand, raised it horizontally and said, "General, let me meet him."

Qi Sheng understood what Li An meant, he wanted to challenge the opponent one-on-one, so he nodded in agreement.

Then Li An rode out and walked forward for a certain distance.

"Who is the leader?" Li An sternly asked Zhong Yao's Golden Feather Rider.

Zhong Yao saluted lightly, and said with a smile, "I'm Zhong Yao."

Zhong Yao?Zhong Lin's eldest son, that unlucky guy with bad luck?As a native of Yuanxi, Li An didn't have many fights with the Yue Army, but he also heard the legend ten years ago that in the battle of Ghost King Mountain ten years ago, the eldest son of Zhong killed two generals of the Three Yuans on horseback with a pair of two. Now, thinking of this, I can't help feeling a little guilty.

As soon as Qi Sheng, who was in the back line, heard that Zhong Yao was facing him, he was furious and shouted, "Li An! If you can kill Zhong Yao, I will reward you with a hundred gold, and you will be promoted to two ranks!"

As soon as the treatment came out, there was a commotion behind Qi Sheng, this reward is too tempting!

A Sanyuan general riding a gray horse sighed, "Hey, it would be great if I went..."

Another general beside him looked at him with mocking eyes and said, "Oh, you dare to go? Have you never heard of that Zhong Yao?"

The general on the gray horse shook his head.

"No wonder, if you go, you will die. That was Zhong Yao who beheaded two of our generals in one battle at Ghost King Mountain ten years ago."

The gray horse general was dumbfounded: "One hit two? So powerful?"

"And one of the beheaded was General Qi's younger brother Qi Ke. Qi Ke's long spear in the Sanyuan Army was ranked first."

The general of the gray horse turned his head to look at Zhong Yao who was opposite, and secretly rejoiced that it was not him who went into battle.

Li An heard Qi Sheng's roar, and now he is on the verge of riding a tiger. If he retreats now, he will become the laughing stock of San Yuan and Yue Ren.

Li An straightened his mind, took a deep breath, swung his long knife in front of him, and said loudly: "Zhong Yao! I am Li An, General of Sanyuan, dare to challenge me one-on-one?"

Zhong Yao looked at Li An who rode out alone from a distance, a veteran of the three yuan, the hundred catty long knife was as nimble as a feather in his hand, and he had beheaded many generals of the Yue Kingdom.

Seeing that Zhong Yao wanted to drive his horse out, Xiang Zheng hurriedly stopped him and said, "Brother, let me come?"

Zhong Yao shook his head calmly and said, "No, I'll do it, just lend me your gun."

Xiang Zheng knew Zhong Yao's character, so he didn't argue any more, and handed the spear in his hand to Zhong Yao.

Zhong Yao took the gun, stroked the gun body and said: "The black wooden gun body is hard and long, one foot longer than the three-yuan spear, but unfortunately it is too heavy, and it is extremely uncomfortable to hold."

Xiang Zheng was not in the mood to listen to this, and said worriedly: "Brother, be careful."

"Well, I know." With a twist of Zhong Yao's wrist, the spear drew an arc behind his back, and then reined in his horse and stepped out.

"Li An, Zhong Yao is here to meet you!"

Seeing Zhong Yao fighting, Li An had no way out. After all, he was a veteran on the battlefield. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. He looked at the long knife in his hand, and it was shining coldly. He had practiced this long knife for 20 years. I don't know how many people have been beheaded. If it's a one-on-one fight, it's not certain who will win!
"Okay!" Seeing Zhong Yao galloping towards him, Li An also clamped his legs and ran towards him.

(End of this chapter)