The Three Kingdoms Of The North Are Proud And Heroic

Han Dang responded on the side, and he fired two arrows in succession, hitting the two Hu cavalry who were blocking in front of Zu Zhao. One of them was shot in the chest and fell from his horse and died on the spot, while the other Hu rode with an arrow on his shoulder and still able to ride.

Zu Zhao's eyes were full of anger, but although he was very emotionally excited, he still maintained a calm in his heart, and what he wanted to know most at the moment was the conspiracy of this gang of thieves, so whenever conditions permitted, he still wanted to capture this black arrow thief alive. Not only that, regardless of whether this black arrow thief is the same as the Qiang Yi that his grandfather encountered back then, but there must be a close connection, if he can capture this person, he will also be regarded as having completed what his grandfather failed to accomplish, and he will definitely be more praised.

At this moment, a figure flashed not far in front of him, and then a gust of wind rushed in front of him, and he saw an iron fork stabbing straight up. Han Dang saw it clearly, and immediately shouted loudly: "Ancestor Gongzi be careful!"

Zu Zhao's body leaned to one side, and the halberd in his hand swung from the bottom up, just to block the blow of the iron fork.

A burly Hu Qi suddenly slowed down at some point, and actually took the initiative to pounce on the general to meet the attack. The weapons in the other party's hands are very different from those of other Hu people, this iron fork seems to be a fork but not a fork, it seems that it should be smelted from a single piece of fine iron, so calculated, the weight of the iron fork is definitely not light, ordinary people can not use such a heavy weapon on horseback.

Zu Zhao originally thought that he was an ordinary thief, but he was just a general, but after seeing the thick texture of the iron fork in the other party's hand, he immediately did not dare to take it lightly. In this world, there are inevitably many people who sell their heads and fill up the number of people indiscriminately, but there are also many brave and skilled players. He raised his halberd and stabbed it as the thief's fork fell.

The thief looked burly, but his body was very agile, and he leaned back slightly, easily avoiding the thorn.

Zu Zhao didn't give up, and the hand holding the horse halberd turned hard, and the halberd blade quickly rotated, cutting straight down into the opponent's chest. This set of movements worked together, not only was the speed extremely fast, but the horse halberd had already reached out, and it was only seven or eight inches away from Hu Ren's body, and it was impossible for ordinary people to react in such a short time.

But the thief shouted violently, and didn't pay attention to the halberd that smashed into his chest, as if he had already given up defense, but instead waved the iron fork in his hand and rushed to slash at Zu Zhao. Its force was so great that before the iron fork fell, a swishing wind came first. Even if the tip of the iron fork is a straight face, it will not be pierced by the tip when cut horizontally, and it will look like it has been hit with a stick.

However, with the terrifying arm strength of the Hu man, if he took this blow hard, even if there were no external injuries, it would cause extremely serious internal injuries, ranging from breaking a few ribs to piercing the internal organs and causing internal bleeding.

Zu Zhao thought that the damage caused by his halberd might not be able to kill the Hu people, so it would definitely not be cost-effective to exchange such a blow for a blow. Immediately, he hurriedly withdrew his halberd, took advantage of the situation, and held the opponent's iron fork from above the Hu Ren's forearm. If Hu Ren continued to suppress the halberd with force at this time, the halberd would slide down in the direction of the pressure, just enough to slash his arm.

The thief obviously expected this, and did not continue to exert force in his hand, he pulled out the iron fork and shook off Zu Zhao's halberd.

Just when the two were in the middle of the battle, the weak Hu man not far in front had already turned around, and suddenly raised the horse bow in his hand, and a cold black arrow was aimed at Zu Zhao. The man didn't take much time to aim, and with confidence he let go of the bowstring, only to hear a muffled sound, and the black arrow rushed out.

Han Dang saw Zu Zhao fighting with the iron fork thief for more than ten rounds, and wanted to help from the side, but on the one hand, Zu Zhao and the iron fork thief were inseparable and difficult to intervene, on the other hand, he didn't bother to hurt people with secret arrows, and even guessed that even Zu Zhao himself also wanted to fight the enemy openly. Therefore, after weighing it, he did not pay special attention to the battle between the two, and instead was wary of the abnormal situation around him. When the black arrow thief turned around, he naturally immediately saw it in his eyes, so he hurriedly raised the bow in his hand, and put an arrow in the direction of the black arrow thief, the time was in a hurry, and the aim was not enough, but with his many years of experience in handling the bow, he still had five or six points of certainty, not to mention that this arrow was not to shoot the enemy, but to disturb the enemy!

"Hu thief, dare to hurt people with secret arrows!"

As the feather arrow came out of the string, he gathered his mid-qi and shouted at the same time, intending to intimidate the Hu people and warn Zu Zhao.

The Black Arrow Thief was affected by this, and the bowstring was slightly off, but the Black Arrow still attacked in the direction of Zu Zhao.

When Zu Zhao heard Han Dang's warning, he let out a loud shout, forcefully resisted the iron fork thief, and hurriedly pulled out to dodge. He only felt a cool breeze sweeping across his cheeks, and even a faint hot pain, and secretly took a breath in his heart: it was almost a bad plot!

At the same time, the black arrow thief may not be safe and sound, even if he dodges with all his strength, but the arrow shot by Han Dang still hits the shoulder. Unfortunately, the arrow seemed to be merely a bruise, and with the bump on the horse's back, it soon fell off and fell to the ground.

Zu Zhao knew very well that these Hu people were not civilized, and they did not care at all about the etiquette, morality, and righteousness rules of the Han family in the Central Plains, and it was simply Xi to engage in this kind of sneak attack and plot. A wave of anger converged in his heart, his face became more and more cold and gloomy, and the killing intent in his eyes surged. Immediately, he tugged on the reins, narrowed the distance between him and the iron fork thief again, and roared like thunder: "Little man, watch me take your head within the three." "

Anger can stimulate the human instinct, but at the same time, it can also lose more reason.

In the more than ten rounds of the contest just now, Zu Zhao was not without serious thinking about a way to break the enemy, he could see that the strength of the iron fork thief was extraordinary, but he was afraid that he was still above himself, if he blindly hit hard, he could barely fight or tie, but if he wanted to win, he obviously could not rely on brute force alone.

He deliberately appeared angry, in order to lure the Iron Fork Thief into a state of brutal fighting, just like himself. Hard-hitting is the most vulgar contest, in other words, there will be more flaws. The most urgent way to defeat the Iron Fork Thief is to attack it unprepared with skill and win with surprise.

Seeing that Zu Zhao was going to fight hard, the iron fork thief naturally couldn't relax, and he also let out a low roar, raising the blade in his hand and stepping forward to meet it. Every move he made was filled with power, and the routines of each attack were almost the same, either sweeping or vertical slashing, and even straight stabs were almost rarely used, as if giving up the advantage of the sharpest part of the iron fork.

In only two rounds, Zu Zhao took advantage of the moment when the thief raised the iron fork, advanced into the halberd, and stabbed the opponent's exposed abdomen.

The iron fork thief's upper body movements were old, and there was no way to avoid it, and he was stabbed by this halberd.

"Ahh He screamed in pain and fell to his horse.

Zu Zhao saw that the other party did not fall from the horse, and was just about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but in one fell swoop, he ended up with this thief, but unexpectedly, Han Dang on his side came with a warning again.

The Black Arrow Thief seemed to be trying to save his companions, and at this time he fired several arrows in succession, although not every arrow was so sharp and accurate, but it also created enough interference.

Zu Zhao had no choice but to pull out the distance.

The iron-forked thief walked away slowly, lying on the horse's back from beginning to end, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

At this moment, the team led by Zu Zhao finally met the more than twenty knights in the east. The Hu people turned around and fled north, and the two pursuers from east to west and from west to east naturally met. I saw that the more than 20 horsemen were all lightly armed, most of them were dressed in black and holding sabers, and only a few were dressed casually, and the blades in their hands were also varied. The man who led the group of knights wore a square scarf official hat, and looked like a familiar person from the point of view.

Zu Zhao looked at it carefully for a while, because it was dark, and besides, this group of knights had discarded the torches before, and they couldn't tell it very clearly for a while.

However, it didn't take long for the leader wearing a square scarf official hat to subconsciously beat his horse and approach, and greeted Zu Zhao: "Ancestor Gongzi, I didn't expect you to really use tricks to provoke these thieves!"

Zu Zhao heard the other party's voice, and immediately said in surprise: "Lord Tian, why are you here?" "

The person who came was none other than Cao Tianxian, the Gong of Lingzhi County, and the knights who came from the east were also the strong men who were captured and temporarily recruited from Lingzhi County. Tian Xian said in a tight tone: "Earlier, I promised to arrange fire for Zu Gongzi and others, and when I arrived, I happened to see a fight here. As a local official, he naturally couldn't sit idly by, so he sent the fireman back to the county seat to report, and then brought the rest of the people to help.

Zu Zhao nodded and sighed: "Lord Tian is really a righteous person. Besides, I'm going to capture the thief chieftain!"

Tian Xian hurriedly admonished: "Zu Gongzi is a young hero, but in front of him is the Gobi that stretches for more than ten miles, and after the Gobi for more than 20 miles, it is the border, and there are often Hu people haunting here, so I am afraid that I will be far away from the county and will not be able to take care of it."

Zu Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry, Lord Tian, I have my own measure. With that

, he slapped the horse with a halberd a few times and accelerated forward.

Tian Xian couldn't help but follow, even Zu Zhao and other people from other counties were so desperate to kill thieves, if he didn't do his best as a local official, wouldn't it be a joke if he spread it?

After closing the distance with the black arrow thief, Zu Zhao put away the halberd and took the bow in his hand. He still has some experience in his own archery, since the black arrow thief is good at bowing, and he can't immediately catch up with him at this time, so he simply uses arrows to arrows. With the help of stirrups, he stabilized his body, and without slowing down, he opened his bow with both hands and fired three or four arrows in front of him.

At this time, they were not far from each other, and the deviation of the arrows fired was extremely small.

However, the black arrow thief was very clever, and whenever he heard the sound of the bowstring, he changed his position to dodge, but he was not injured.

However, Zu Zhao did not shoot people with an arrow, but deliberately lowered the mount that was shot at the opponent. The arrow hit the horse directly.

The horse of the Black Arrow Huhu suddenly slowed down a little, but it didn't take long for it to speed up again, after all, the horse stock is not a vital part, and a really good horse can still hold on for a while.

Taking advantage of the moment when the black arrow-bearded man slowed down, Zu Zhao jumped after him, raised his halberd and swung it at the short figure.

The Nahu people had no blades in their hands, so they could only fight with horses and bows. Zu Zhao thought that with the power of this blow, it was enough to destroy the opponent's horse bow together, but who knew that after the horse halberd and the horse bow collided, they couldn't hold each other. I don't know what the bow is made of, but it can be so strong.

Zu Zhao exerted force in his hand, trying to suppress the other party. The arm strength of the black arrow bearded man was far inferior to the previous iron forked bearded man, and the horse halberd was pressed down extremely quickly, and it was already on the other party's shoulder after holding it for less than a while. He took the opportunity to twist the halberd and let the halberd strike down, and in this way pierced the flesh on the shoulder of the black arrow-bearded man.

"Ahh The Black Arrow Bearded Man let out a low cry of pain.

Zu Zhao was slightly stunned, only thinking that this voice was very strange, compared to the screams of other Hu people when they were attacked before, the black arrow Hu people were obviously too unmotivated, but like a girl. Of course, with this soft cry alone, he couldn't make a clear judgment.

Taking advantage of Zu Zhao's doppelganger, the black arrow Hu man pushed away the horse halberd on his bow arm, grabbed one end of the bow with his backhand, and pulled it towards Zu Zhao fiercely. Although the bow is not long, the distance between the two is very close at this time. Zu Zhao didn't dare to slack off, even if he was whipped by the bow arm would not cause major damage, but in the face of the opponent's attack, where was there any reason not to dodge? He shifted back slightly, raised the halberd in his hand, and easily blocked the bow arm.

I thought that the black arrow Hu people had no other moves, but at the same time as putting away the halberd to block, the other party suddenly pulled out an arrow from the quiver, took the bow away, and wound the arrow, almost did not raise the bow, and shot an arrow according to Zu Zhao. This series of movements was completed very quickly, and even Zu Zhao, who was quite confident in archery, had never seen such a fast archery action. In a hurry, he didn't have time to hold up the halberd to block, so he could only twist his waist sharply and do his best to dodge.

It's a pity that the distance is too close, and the speed of Hu Ren's arrow is too fast, and this arrow grazes Zu Zhao's neck very strongly.

He suddenly felt a heat in his neck, and when he reached out to cover the wound, he could clearly feel a dent in his neck, and blood couldn't stop spilling from between his fingers.

Rotten! His heart was shocked, and he couldn't be sure for a while whether he had injured the carotid artery, and if he was unlucky, his life would be in danger.

If you have concerns, you naturally can't fight.

Seeing that the previous arrow had been effective, the black arrow Hu Ren did not hesitate, and immediately took out the second arrow.

Zu Zhao stared at the other party's every move, and he was really angry. He didn't resent Hu Ren for hurting people with secret arrows, there were not so many rules on the battlefield, and he could only blame himself for his inferior skills. It's just that he has countless unwillingness to die on the spot, and these countless unwillingness converge to achieve an explosive anger - this is the "uncompromising" of cruel fate.

Rather than die at the hands of thieves, it is better to fight to the death!

As soon as he thought of this, he simply stopped covering the wound on his neck, palmed the halberd with both hands, burst into a shout, and picked up the halberd with a sweeping blow like opening the world.

I'm afraid that even Hu Ren never expected that someone who was already injured could have such a terrifying reaction. Hu Ren gave up his bow and hurriedly bowed his head. The halberd whistled past and struck directly into the hood of the cloak. The hood fell off, revealing dense black silk, and it was a long flowing and silky hair.

Zu Zhao couldn't see the appearance of the Black Arrow Hu man clearly, he only felt that it was impossible for a man to have such thin and soft long hair, and he was secretly taken aback: Could it be that the Black Arrow Thief is a woman?

Before he could think about it, the black-arrowed man suddenly straightened up, and opened his bow sideways with a great range of movements. However, this Hu man didn't know why, he obviously had the opportunity to turn around and aim, but he didn't turn his head around, and he actually shot an arrow at random "almost blindly". The arrow was inaccurate, and it grazed Zu Zhao's side.

It's just that Zu Zhao can be regarded as having learned the archery skills of the Black Arrow Hu people anyway, and he inevitably has some scruples in his heart, and subconsciously slows down the horse speed to open the distance.

At this opportunity, the Black Arrow Hu Man kicked the horse's belly hard, desperately urging the injured horse to speed up.

Zu Zhao's blood burst out, and he was about to catch up, but he heard a continuous call from behind him: "Big Prince, don't chase, quickly withdraw and come back." This is Tian Xian's voice.

Zu Zhao glanced back, but saw that not only Tian Xian's men and horses were already slowing down, but even Zu Ling, Zu Fan and others were also reining in the momentum of galloping. Tian Xian shouted as he stretched out his hand and pointed to the north in the distance. His brow furrowed slightly, realizing that the situation must change, and he hurriedly turned around and raised his eyes to look ahead. At night, many scattered silhouettes appeared on the horizon of the Gobi Desert in the north, and at some point, a group of figures appeared in the distance, although they were far away, but it was not difficult to see that these people were all riding horses.

He remembered what Tian Xian had said earlier, and further north was the border, and there were often Hu people.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and they rode from the north, and nine out of ten are Hu people, and they are also specially rushed to meet the people and horses of the Black Arrow Hu people.

Considering that people are sleepy and lacking, and he has been injured in many places, Zu Zhao knows that it is not appropriate to chase again. Looking at the Hu cavalry team that was fleeing farther and farther away, the black arrow thief in the crowd who had lost his hood seemed to have turned back, but after all, the light was not enough, and he couldn't see his exact appearance clearly. He snorted coldly, even if there were thousands of angers, he had to control them at this moment, and finally hold the reins.

Han Dang, Tian Xian, Zu Fan, Zu Li and others came to Zu Zhao's side one after another, and saw that Zu Zhao was covered in blood, and his neck was still wet, and they all showed worry.

"Eldest Prince, how are the injuries?" Zu Ling asked with concern.

Zu Zhao checked the injury on his neck again, although it was still bleeding, it was obviously not like an arterial injury, and he was slightly relieved.

"A small injury to the flesh and skin, no problem." He shook his head and said decisively. turned to look at Zu Fan, and hurriedly asked, "Ah Fan, but you answered Ah Ji, how is his injury?"

"He was shot in the abdomen, but fortunately he was protected by iron armor and was not injured too badly." Zu Fan said.

"This time to suppress the thieves, I didn't expect that there were Hu people involved, there must be a conspiracy." Zu Zhao said in a sonorous tone, and after he finished speaking, he turned to look at the north again. The Hu people walked farther and farther away, almost merging with the dark shadows that appeared on the horizon. His face was grim, and his sharp gaze shone brightly.