The Three Kingdoms Of The North Are Proud And Heroic

The children of the ancestral family and the brothers of the Zhang family almost quickly lost their formation, and they became a team in twos and threes, fighting the thieves in the wasteland. The thieves were in chaos, the people were panicked, their morale was low, and they were quickly defeated when they fought for themselves. Screams and pleas for mercy echoed across the wasteland. However, for those young men and rangers with strong blood, the killing is no longer just about revenge.

Deep in the woods, the firelight was still approaching. It was the men and horses led by Zu Ling, who were carefully crossing the woods from the south. They heard the fierce battle in the north, and of course they rushed to help, but the depth of the forest was so deep that they could not determine whether there were other thieves who had ambushed or fled into it, so they were cautious and cautious.

However, these fires in the depths of the woods did not play a role, and for those thieves who were in trouble, the "official army" rushed to help, like adding fuel to the fire. All of them have the intention of being in a desperate situation.

Zu Zhao grabbed the reins, stopped his mount, and stared coldly at the man in front of him. Under the light of the stars and moon, he could only vaguely see the silhouette of his person, the other party was holding a long knife, burly, but the foal was slightly short when he sat down, and he looked very unseemly with the person on horseback. He put away the longbow in his hand and retrieved the halberd again, even if the other party was just a desperate fight, but with such brave courage, he could be regarded as a good man.

"Thief, take your life!"

I heard the man roar again, waved the long knife in his hand and slapped the horse several times, and the horse rushed towards him.

Zu Zhao did not show weakness, kicked the stirrup, and rushed towards it with the halberd.

The two were not too far away from each other, and under the hedge, it was imminent in an instant. The man roared loudly, and the long knife was like a thunderbolt, cutting out a cross-section in front of Zu Zhao, and the killing range was so wide that it was unavoidable. At this moment, Zu Zhao met the other party in a narrow way, and there was no possibility of retreating, and the halberd in his hand swung it hard, only to hear a crisp sound of blades colliding, and the halberd and the long knife collided together.

Each other's mounts withstood the first round of impact, and they let out a neighing with difficulty.

Rao is Zu Zhao usually meticulously insists on exercising, and this hard blow in the first round also made him feel a shock, and his arm suddenly felt strained, he really never expected that a thief could have such great strength. You know, he thought that he could compete with Han Dang for dozens of rounds with the arm strength of one enemy and three enemies, which could be regarded as outstanding, which showed that the strength of the thief in front of him should not be under Han Dang, and he must be a good player.

The two held each other for a while, and the mount kept spinning, until the thief's horse could no longer bear the force of the two seesaws, and suddenly staggered back. If it were an ordinary person, he would immediately sense that the situation was unfavorable, and then quickly pull away, allowing the mount to take a breath. But the thief didn't seem to think much about it at all, even if the mount retreated, he still used all his strength to unexpectedly retreat half a step.

Although the opponent's strength was not small, after the halberd collided with the broadsword, most of the impact was digested. For Zu Zhao, since the current fight is a protracted confrontation in weapons, rather than explosive power, he still has some confidence, otherwise Xi martial arts in the past few years will be in vain.

"Hmph, little man, Ann dares to be rampant!"

Summing up his strength, Zu Zhao suddenly burst into a shout, and when the opponent's mount was not supported, he gathered all his strength to inject the horse halberd.

Only the sound of a horse was heard, and the thief's horse was forced back several steps, its hind hooves bent, and it almost turned over.

The thief was helpless, so he hurriedly pulled out his horse and drove back, barely stabilizing his figure.

Zu Zhao was unforgiving, kicked the horse's belly lightly, and followed the chase forward. He held the halberd in both hands, leaned on the stirrup to grasp the balance, and with the strength of his feet, he actually stood up straight, as if in a condescending posture.

"Splash thief, eat my halberd!"

Holding the halberd high, Zu Zhao shouted domineeringly, and slashed down at the thief.

The thief was taken aback, and in the darkness, he didn't know how the young man in front of him stood up, and hurriedly raised the big knife in his hand to block. However, he held the reins in one hand and only held the knife in one hand. When the halberd fell, the momentum of gathering the strength of the whole body from top to bottom could not be resisted by one hand at all.

"Ahh His wrist ached, and the broadsword was crushed by the halberd, and the back of the knife slammed into his shoulder.

Zu Zhao's hands suddenly retreated, and the halberd blade hooked the broadsword, only to pull the broadsword away in one fell swoop.

Not only did the thief lose his weapon, but he had suffered an overwhelming blow from Zu Zhao just now, and even his wrist had broken his bones, and he was completely incapacitated. It's just that, unexpectedly, even so, he still didn't have the idea of escaping, and he could have run away when he lost his weapon, even if he could still be caught up, but there was a chance of survival. Not only that, but he even turned his horse's head, let out a tearing roar, and rode his horse towards Zu Zhao.

Zu Zhao was surprised, this thief was really determined to die!

He tugged at the reins, forcing the mount to leap up, its front hooves facing the thief.

The thief's momentum was dead, and there was no way to avoid it, only to hear a terrible neighing sound from the horse, and he was kicked alive by Zu Zhao's mount, followed by a person turning over on his back. The thief's mount collapsed to the ground and pressed directly against the thief. The thief was about to push away the horse that was pressing on him, but by this time, the halberd was already in front of him.

"If you want to kill, you will kill." The thief didn't struggle at all, turned his face sideways, and put on a posture of looking at death as if he were at home.

"Hmph, it's a man, why help the abuse." Zu Zhao said coldly.

"You're the ones who are helping to do the abuse." The thief unceremoniously retorted.

"I don't argue with you. Today is your mount is not competitive, and it has nothing to do with your skills, otherwise I really have to compete with you. My ancestor Zhao will never take advantage of people's danger, if you tell me where Deng Mao is, I will spare your life, and he will fight with you fairly one day. Zu Zhao said heroically. He is not a pedantic person, and he is by no means a momentary righteousness, but the ancient style of the Han Dynasty is like this, and everyone in the world respects righteousness, and sometimes it is not a bad thing to be pedantic.

The thief was stunned, and he couldn't react for a while.

"You, you're Zu Zhao, that... Dragon City Flying General! After a while, the other party said tremblingly. He didn't expect that with the other party's young appearance, he had such an extraordinary open-mindedness, he was just a nobody, and he could be treated by the other party with such righteousness, how could he not be a little moved in his heart.

"I didn't expect you, a thief, to know my ancestor Zhao!" Zu Zhao said these words calmly, but he was a little surprised in his heart, to say that Tian Xian is a county official can learn about the rumors, he never thought that even these illiterate thieves have heard of it.

"No matter how much, you still killed me. Although I am a vulgar person, I also know the things of loyalty. I will never betray Deng Shuai. The thief puffed up his chest and made a posture of death.

"Yan Mang, okay, I remember you. Even if you have the courage and righteousness, I will not kill you today, but he will change a good horse one day, and I will take your head again. After Zu Zhao said these words majestically, he withdrew his halberd. Raising his eyes and looking ahead, because of Yan Mang's delay, those thieves on horseback had already escaped. He secretly estimated in his heart that it was still possible to catch up with the good horses raised by his ancestors.

And at this moment, Zu Ji, Gongsun Long, and Han Dang had already arrived from the rear, and they first glanced at Yan Mang, the thief who was still pressed under the horse, and they all wondered why Zu Zhao didn't kill this thief. However, only Gongsun Long was stunned for a while, and he didn't think much about it, and was about to step on it.

Fortunately, Han Dang was not far away on the side, and he dragged Gongsun Long away.

Gongsun Long looked back at Han Dang in confusion and asked, "What?" If there is a thief, he will not kill?

Han Dang's face was expressionless, and he said unceremoniously: "If the ancestor wants to take the life of this thief, you still need it?"

Gongsun Long looked helpless, looked at Yan Mang, and then looked at Zu Zhao.

Zu Zhao didn't explain too much, now that Han Dang could understand himself, the matter could already be over. He raised the halberd in his hand, pointed at the wave of thieves running on the hills in front of him, and said in a positive voice: "Among those thieves are Deng Mao and the other masterminds of the horse robbery case. After he finished speaking, he slapped the horse and galloped away.

Zu Ji led the two disciples without hesitation, and followed closely after them.

Gongsun Long still had some hesitation, glanced at Yan Mang who was still struggling under the horse again, and then looked sideways at Han Dang, and finally shook his head in a matter-of-fact manner, with a look of ignorance, and beat the horse away.

Han Dang glared at Yan Mang with contempt, and snorted coldly, and then he galloped towards Zu Zhao.

Yan Mang took a long breath, struggled to stand up from under the horse, looked at the still trembling crowd behind him, and looked at the more and more riding shadows in front of him, and suddenly there was a thought that there was nowhere to stay. Reluctantly, he picked up his mount, reluctantly climbed back onto the horse, and left aimlessly in the direction of the few people.