My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 325 Guan Gong fights Qin Qiong

"Your Majesty has ordered that the three armies send generals to compete on stage!"

The running cavalry waved their flags, and the shouts resounded throughout the surrounding military formations. The imperial flag with a black background and a white dragon pattern, which was originally placed on the high platform where the emperor was, was held by Dianwei in one hand. He walked to the side of the ring and inserted it directly with a bang. Get into compacted ground.

Then the war drums beat.

The emperor's flag was flying in the wind, and the surrounding armies moved slowly around the arena, enclosing the arena like a wall. The blades of the armor rattled on the human body, and countless iron hooves and human steps shook the place. Dust particles spread across the land, filling the moving military formations, and there were faint shouts conveying orders.

During the entire movement, there was still room for the knight to run.

The knight carrying the command flag galloped in front of the army, and his voice became clearer: "Everyone watching the ceremony can also sign up to participate. If there is a challenge to the heroes in His Majesty's army, the winner will be rewarded by His Majesty!"

The surrounding soldiers suddenly shouted excitedly. In the high-pitched voice, they pulled out Sen Han's sword from his waist and hit it on the shield. It made a neat sound of "bang", and the murderous aura overflowed, making people who were still eager to try. The rivers and lakes and green forests suddenly gave up the idea.

The envoys from the four countries were secretly frightened when they saw that these soldiers and horses gathered together, and their momentum was somewhat different from when they came over before. Just as Ye Ci Nongbie was about to speak, Shanba stood up.

"you want to go?"

"We must go."

Ye Ci Nongbei frowned, "You can't beat them..."

"Someone always has to do the things His Majesty has given me. It's not like a certain person who thinks he's right but hides here like a coward without daring to move."

After hearing this, Xifeng Renxiao snorted and turned his face to the other side.

When they walked past two people at Lishanba Station, he said boldly: "Besides, my martial arts is not weak, I should be able to defeat most of the generals of Xia Kingdom!"

At this time, not only did he walk out of the viewing platform, many Chinese military generals over there also stood up, and the feeling of fighting on the battlefield came back. For example, Xu Huang, Cheng Yaojin, Su Dingfang, and Yuchi Gong, even though they were still in their old age, couldn't bear it. Zhu walked to the stage, took the reins from the soldiers, and galloped towards the respective military towns.

"Lao Huo, aren't you going?" Li Xuanba sat on the ceremonial stage, chewing on a chicken leg, and elbowed the young general next to him.

"What Lao Huo?!"

Huo Qubing raised his hand and knocked him hard on the forehead, "What a beating!"

Li Xuanba wasn't angry either. His second brother would often hit him on the head like this. Huo Qubing taught him how to ride a horse, just like his second brother taught him the art of war. He touched his forehead and smiled naively: "Then I'll go!"

He stuffed the chicken leg directly into his mouth and pulled it out, leaving only the bones on the ground.

"Lao Huo, take a look!"

After saying that, he stepped on the chicken bones and stood up on the viewing platform with his mighty body like a mountain. This made the nearby envoys turn their heads, and then they realized that there was such a little giant-like general walking down. On the high platform, he picked up the drum, urn, and golden hammer from the ground, banged them against each other and produced sparks, and strode towards the distant arena.

Among the envoys from the four countries, only one person, Xiang Lishanba, came down. However, among the common people or children of wealthy families who were watching the ceremony, there were also people with martial arts skills who were instructed by the host family to go up.

A high-pitched horse cry startled several civilian experts who had been instructed to come over. A fiery red war horse was pawing its hooves excitedly on the side of a nearby military formation.

There was a figure on horseback with a golden crown and a flower robe. He was carrying a weapon that was longer than a man. His cold eyes were sweeping over them. The folk masters who originally wanted to come and fight turned around and went to When he walked back, the people watching the ceremony sighed loudly.

Lu Bu glanced at Xiang Lisamba who was coming over. He instinctively averted his gaze and continued to move forward until he reached the bottom of the ring.

"These people, hum!" Lu Lingqi was riding on the back of a red horse, with the tip of her halberd hanging on the ground. She imitated her father's expression and showed the ferocity of a tigress. Lu Bu reached out his hand and stroked her forehead. "Girls, be more reserved. My father just looked around."

The girl over there, who had a tight and pretty face, twitched her lips, glanced at her father with a reproachful look, and lowered her voice: "Don't make Lingqi laugh!"

With a bang, Lu Bu inserted his halberd into the soil on the horse's side and looked at the arena in front of him, "Lingqi can laugh if she wants to, but she should be more reserved when she laughs!"

"Dad!!" Lu Lingqi's cheeks bulged, and suddenly she thought of something. She smiled back and blinked: "But... will dad come up later?"

Lu Bu glanced around casually, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

"I won't go up. Except for that Dian Wei, it's hard for anyone here to interest my father, not even Li Xuanba. Leave this opportunity to other generals."

The next moment, Lu Lingqi's words shocked Lu Bu.

"Then my daughter, go up!"

Lu Bu looked at the high-spirited girl holding a crescent halberd in front of her. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "This is my Lu Bu's daughter, hahaha!"

The laughter was as loud as thunder.

The ears of the people nearby were buzzing when they heard the laughter. The folk masters who left retreated behind the fence, showing a happy expression.

Around the ring, Xu Huang was riding on horseback, following the direction of the laughter and looking at Lu Bu over there. "I didn't expect that many years later, I would still be in this world and meet Lu Bu in this capacity."

Xiahou Dun hurriedly came over, his one eye looking over there as well, with an unruly look on his face.

"So what? In my previous life, my achievements were higher than Lu Bu's, so I won't give in too much in this life!"

The two were still talking, and a few steps away, a voice rang out: "I'll go first!"

Le Jin took a few steps forward on his horse, stepped on the saddle, flew down to the ring, took a few steps, with an iron gun in one hand and an iron shield in the other, and glanced around.

"Who is coming!"

"Haha, General Le is quite impatient!" Qin Qiong rode to the edge of the ring. Now that his body had reached its peak, he looked no more than forty years old. He turned over and dismounted, inserted his long spear into the ground, and pulled out his hands from his waist. Mace went straight to the center of the ring and stood opposite Le Jin.

Le Jin was a man of few words, but when he was charged into battle, he hardly said a word. He raised his hand slightly, arched his body, and rushed towards the fierce general of the Tang Dynasty on the opposite side.

"Haha, happy!"

Qin Qiong laughed loudly, looking at the approaching figure, whistling with both maces in his hands, and swiping left and right at the opposite side. Le Jin on the opposite side shook the spear in his hand, and the two of them approached for a moment.

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It was two solid collisions between two gun heads and a pair of iron maces. Le Jin stepped back, his arms trembling slightly from the shock. The moment he flew back and landed on the ground, he gritted his teeth and squinted his eyes, raised his hand and threw the gun. At the same time, he raised his shield and drew his sword, and charged forward again.

The iron gun burst through the air with a rapid sound, and was struck by Qin Qiong's two maces. The moment sparks were aroused, he pushed it into the air. The two raised maces also fell down one after another, colliding with the coming blade. The second mace Immediately after falling, Le Jin raised his shield, and the shield was instantly dented.

This force was so great that it almost knocked Le Jin backwards several steps with his shield.

"Admit defeat!"

Qin Qiong originally wanted to rush forward, but Le Jin put away the knife and raised his hand with a smile.

That's right, it's not a fight to the death on the battlefield, there is no need to fight so fiercely. Qin Qiong thought about this, picked up the iron gun on the ground, and threw it to Le Jin. When he left, he held the mace in both hands and shouted loudly: "Who Come!"

In the Yizhou Army array to the north, Zhang Fei was turning his horse around. He was about to step forward in excitement when he was suddenly stopped: "Third brother, let me go."

Behind, the figure sitting on the Chitu horse slowly opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword handed over by Zhou Cang, and suddenly shouted violently at the words of his son Guan Ping's instructions.

"Guan is here to fight!"

The sound was like a bell exploding, and everyone turned their heads to see a figure in golden armor and blue robes leaping onto the horse, with his long beard waving in the wind. Guan Yu slowly raised his hand, pointing the thick green dragon moon sword to the opposite side: "General Qin, mount your horse! "

Qin Qiong nodded with a solemn look on his face. Immediately, without any nonsense, he got on his horse and rode the horse to the center with his mace in both hands.

The next second, the figure with a red horse and a green robe suddenly came towards this direction.

Under the churning hooves of the horse, the fragments on Le Jin's shield just now were trampled by the horse's hooves and flew out. The long soldiers in the hands of a soldier in front of the layered formation made a sound of hitting, and the flying fragments hit it directly.

Then, the roaring sound of gold and iron clashing exploded in the ring.

The moment when two war horses, one red and one yellow, cross each other——

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword made a semicircle with a sound of wind and thunder, and then whizzed down. The heavy blade was held hard by the two maces. The yellow gelding under Qin Qiong's body was trembling slightly from the pressure of this terrifying sword.

"Drink!!" Qin Qiong gritted his teeth and opened his eyes. The muscles in his arms bulged. He pushed forward hard and pressed the sword back. Guan Yu leaned back and slashed down with one arm, holding the sword.

Almost at the same time, Qin Qiong clamped her calves on the horse's belly, clenched her teeth and opened her mouth violently, shouting "Ah!", and struck the opposite Guan Yu with a backhand strike.

As soon as the battle started, tigers and generals were fighting each other. The surrounding generals, the people standing on their toes in the distance, the folk masters, the envoys of the four countries, and the civil and military officials were stunned.

"Guan Gong fights Qin Qiong..."

Su Chen on the high platform couldn't help but stand up and asked Dian Wei and Xu Chu on the left and right.

"Tell me, who will win this fight, General Guan or General Qin?"

Dian Wei and Xu Chu looked at each other.

Obviously can't tell.

　Place your bets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)