Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 305 Back to the Carbine

Lying on the horse's back, Fang Yiai held the reins tightly to control the speed of the galloping horse, and at the same time peeked at Chang Sun Chong who was chasing up behind him. Waiting for this young master who underestimated the enemy to rush forward to catch up and knock him off his horse with one shot.

Seeing Fang Yiai's horse walking slowly, Chang Sun Chong mistook it for his love rival who was stunned and unable to control the horse, so the exhausted Xiliang warhorse started to be lazy.

Looking at Fang Yiai, who was leading the previous trip with unknown circumstances, and seeing Chang Sun Chong chasing after him with an iron rod in his hands, Hou Balin opened his eyes wide and stamped his feet anxiously, "Brother, what's wrong? Have you fainted from the brute force?"

Yuchi Baolin's cheeks flushed red, a pair of tiger eyes stared straight at Fang Yiai, and murmured: "No way, our eldest brother knows what he is capable of, how could he be stunned by Changsun Chong's stick? ?”

Apart from Cheng Chubi who was standing on the stage preparing for the battle, among the six brothers, only Luo Tong was left standing with the two brothers Maobao.

Squinting his eyes to look at Fang Yiai's horse, Luo Tong raised his mouth slightly, and whispered: "You two brothers, look at the horse that elder brother is riding, the speed is too slow, don't you see something wrong? "

"Something wrong?" scratching his head and whispering, Yuchi Baolin suddenly realized, "Is this the elder brother's intentional control?"

As soon as this remark came out, Hou Balin also recalled it, "That's right! The Xiliang horse is the best war horse in our country, and the horses should be more and more excited when fighting in battle, so that the eldest brother is not dizzy, but very sober. "

The three met each other with a knowing smile, and they all saw through Fang Yiai's intention to return the carbine.

Compared with Luo Tong and others who knew everything about it, the onlookers, Shi Zi and Fang Xuanling, were puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

"Fang Jun has been stunned? It seems that although his marksmanship is exquisite, his body is indeed as You Zizhang said. The embroidered pillow is rotten—a piece of trash!"

"Since Fang Jun is dizzy, why does Changsun Chong keep chasing after him? Look at him, if he catches up with a stick, Fang Jun will lose his head?"

Listening to everyone's random guesses, Fang Xuanling's palms were full of sweat, and he looked at his son on the horse sadly, wishing he could call off the competition immediately, willing to admit defeat for Fang Yiai.

As the distance between Fang Yi'ai and Fang Yi'ai got closer, Chang Sun Chong couldn't help laughing, raised the iron rod with both hands high, but waited for the two horses to be even, and beat Fang Yi'ai into a living dead with one stick.

Lying on the horse's back, seeing Changsun Chong's bright smile, the corners of Fang Yi'ai's mouth rose slightly, and she quietly let go of the palm holding the horsewhip, her other hand was ready to lift the point gun.

There was a rush of hoofbeats, Chang Sun Chong's horse's head had already caught up with Fang Yiai's ponytail, and as Chang Sun Chong raised the iron bar and shouted, the hearts of the surrounding audience rose to their throats.

"Oh, my head is blooming like a watermelon, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

"I'm afraid you are a big-headed ghost, I dare not read what I said! But with this stick, Fang Jun's head must be no different from a watermelon."

"It's over! Fang Jun won't die if he hits this stick, but he's really trash now!"

Just when everyone was covering their eyes and couldn't help looking at the battle situation through their fingers, Fang Yiai, who was lying on the horse's back, suddenly got up, raised the steel point gun with his left hand, and then held the front half of the gun barrel with his right hand , turned around and used the gun to make a clean blow back with the carbine.

The iron rod in Chang Sun Chong's hand had just swung down vigorously, but Fang Yiai suddenly turned around. In horror, he couldn't help but screamed, and the iron rod in his hand fell even more violently.

But at the moment when the iron rod fell halfway, Chang Sun Chong felt his chest sink, and then a fishy sweetness surged up from his throat.

"Wow!" After spitting out a big mouthful of blood, the iron rod in Chang Sun Chong's hand fell to the ground, and he also got off the horse's back in severe pain, and leaned straight back towards the horse.

Rao was deeply injured, and the eldest Sun Chong, who was obsessed with marrying Li Lizhi's Guangyao lintel, hurriedly grabbed the double halberds on the saddle, and fell backwards to the ground.

After using the carbine, Fang Yiai turned over and sat on the saddle, looked at the upside-down spear, and snorted coldly, "If it was a spear head, I'm afraid you would have been killed immediately!"

Turning the horse's head, holding the gun, he looked at Changsun Chong, who was kneeling on one knee with a pair of halberds in his hands. Fang Yiai's mouth curved slightly, and asked, "Brother Changsun, can you admit defeat?"

Suppressing the severe pain in his chest, Chang Sun Chong felt his belly churn, and the blood gushed up and trickled down the corner of his mouth, looking as embarrassing as he could be.

Seeing that the eldest grandson, who was holding the winning ticket, rushed to the ground and vomited blood, there was a burst of applause from the crowd of onlookers, and even Chai Shao and You Junda, who were standing on the martial arts stage looking far away, showed some admiration in their eyes color.

"I said why Fang Jun is so vulnerable, but it turned out that he was holding back his carbine."

"The son-in-law seems to be using a gun! What a benevolent son-in-law!"

"The son-in-law? Let's change the name from now on, it's more like the second-best man!"

Hearing everyone's praise of his son in unison, Fang Xuanling was very relieved, nodded repeatedly, and muttered: "Ai'er is brave and resourceful in returning to the carbine, and he is no longer the frizzy little boy before."

Seeing that Sun Chong was silent, Fang Yiai frowned slightly, and asked again: "Do you admit defeat?"

"I didn't lose!" Stretching out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Chang Sun Chong stood up with all his strength, holding his two short halberds in front of his chest, and shouted loudly: "Sinister villain, you actually learned the Luo family gun!"

Chang Sun Chong's appearance was in Fang Yiai's arms. Although he planned to knock Chang Sun Chong off his horse before, it did not achieve the purpose of making him unable to speak for a short time. Seeing that Chang Sun Chong did not admit defeat, Fang Yiai was overjoyed. Pick up a steel gun, and prepare to humiliate this old enemy who has repeatedly killed him.

"Don't admit it?" As he said that, the steel gun in Fang Yi'ai's hand was already in front of Chang Sun Chong, and his knee was hit by the gun, Chang Sun Chong groaned in pain, and then knelt down on the ground again.

"Do you recognize it?"

"deny!"

The steel gun was retracted and fired again, but this time the gun hit Chang Sun Chong's lower abdomen. The lower abdomen was hit, and Chang Sun Chong's internal organs deteriorated instantly, and then he raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"I'll say it again, whether you admit it or not!" As he said, Fang Yiai raised his starting steel gun high. Unlike the previous two times, he, who intended to dismount to fight hand-to-hand, had already turned the gun around, ready to use "heart war" "First kill Chang Sun Chong's heart.

"I'm going to admit defeat unless the sun rises in the west!" As he said, Chang Sun Chong stood up vigorously and walked straight to the point of Fang Yiai's steel pointing gun.

"If you have the guts, dismount and fight me on foot. What kind of hero is such a treacherous trick like returning a carbine?"

It doesn't matter if Chang Sun Chong gritted his teeth, but it frightened Chai Shao, You Junda and Fang Xuanling.

The eldest son of Changsun Wuji died in the martial arts field. What kind of crime is this?Chai Shao and Changsun Wuji have always been at odds. If Changsun Chong is shot dead by Fang Yiai, I am afraid that Changsun Wuji will not only hate Fang Yiai, but also transfer the lingering anger of killing his son to them, the chief and deputy chief examiners. come up.

Seeing his son raising a gun to threaten Changsun Chong, and this surviving Changsun Chong just kept moving forward, Fang Xuanling was on fire, as the prime minister and head of the clan, he knew best The tactics of the big clans fighting openly and secretly, if Fang Yiai killed Changsun Chong in anger, I am afraid that the Fang family will not only face the hostility and revenge from the Changsun family, but from all the clans in Guanlong, big and small, headed by the Changsun family!

Thinking of this, Fang Xuanling was tempted, he urgently wanted to reveal his identity so as to prevent Fang Yiai from getting burned.

Just when Fang Xuanling, Chai Shao, and You Junda were thinking about whether they should try to persuade them to make peace, Fang Yiai snorted coldly after seeing Changsun Chong's humble appearance of "I don't admit defeat, what can you do to me?" The steel gun in his hand was thrown out in an instant, brushing Chang Sun Chong's cheek and slashing straight over.

Seeing this, Fang Xuanling, who was far away from the two of them, turned pale with fright, and took off the hat on his head in horror, and shouted: "Ai'er, no!"

As soon as these words came out, the attention of the surrounding audience instantly shifted from Fang Yiai and Changsun Chong to Fang Xuanling.

"Prime Minister Fangfang!"

"Brother Xuanling!"

"Father!"

Seeing Fang Xuanling's true face on Mount Lu, everyone shouted everything. In short, there was an uproar in the school grounds. Everyone was wondering how Fang Xuanling entered the martial arts field. After all, there was a royal pen written by Tang Taizong on the gate Written vermilion lacquer seal!
The steel gun brushed Chang Sun Chong's cheeks into the ground for more than a foot. Seeing his father watching, Fang Yiai was horrified, and got off the horse anxiously. Looking at his father from afar, he bowed his hands and said hello, but left his back to the one who was being held by him. After being humiliated, Changsun Chong wished to swallow him alive right now!
(End of this chapter)