129 Where the dragon banner goes, who dares to fight?

Yongping Street in the middle of Yanjing, which runs through the north and south of the city, has always been the essence of Yanjing, like Yongshun Street next door, with merchants gathering and shops.

To be able to buy a property on the boundary between these two streets, or to have a façade, is really a very decent thing.

But, that was before.

Now these two streets are neither smooth nor smooth. The two sides of the people are fighting in this place.

Today, Wanyan Zongjun won and plundered; Tomorrow, Wanyan Zongpan's people won, and they will loot again. Because they are all upper-class people who are either rich or noble, the appearance of the officers and soldiers is not too ugly.

But the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. No one dared to be sure that the hundreds, thousands, or even thousands of households under his command would be plundered.

If a decent person really comes out and makes a fuss, he will report to the heads of the two sides, and slaughter a few soldiers and ruffians to make a mistake. As for the robbed goods and the insulted female dependents, what is that, we haven't seen it, and we can't compensate!

After tossing and turning for a few months, everyone also understood that this place was really unbearable.

Whoever you love, you can fight as you like! Don't want the property you worked so hard to buy, move quickly, I'm afraid that my life will be gone if it's late.

Therefore, when Zhang Xian, who was carrying the dragon flag, stood on the street, he didn't even see a single refugee, let alone solicit him.

When the show started at nine o'clock in the morning, the sergeants on both sides were looking at each other with fierce eyes, and uh, and the neurotic man standing in the middle carrying the flag.

Who is this?

Carrying a bright yellow flag, you dare to pretend to be the emperor?

Fuck it!

Zhang Xian shook the dragon flag and shouted loudly: "You are wantonly killing, and you don't care about the lives of ordinary people. According to the order of Emperor Uncle Song, this block was designated as a quarantine area, and no one was allowed to enter. Anyone who dares to trespass, die! ”

When they heard this, the people on both sides were not happy.

If at the beginning, the two sides were still fighting each other, but now they have already fought with fire.

In the past, you called someone else's little brother, but now you actually used a knife against me. After all, they are all comrades-in-arms who have scooped food in a horse spoon, and just because of the order of the commander, you will kill me.

Tired, don't love anymore!

is accumulating anger and preparing for revenge, when this thing pops up.

Know that you are from Song and rich. But we also know that you are weak and timid, and if you scare you, you will obediently give you New Year's coins.

What's wrong today, did you forget to take your medicine, or did you drink too much? A little sheep dares to get involved in the fight between two tigers?

In the queue on the west side, one of them laughed loudly: "Whose crotch is not tightly covered and this goods are exposed?" Brethren, look at your crotch! ”

The people on the east side also laughed loudly, and seemed to have reached a consensus.

"Dare to insult the envoy of the state, die!" Zhang Xian roared angrily, "Where are the rats, come out and die!" ”

The western army was scattered, and a general came out, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a big waist and a round waist, and a face of heart hair.

The guy laughed: "I am the favorite general of His Majesty the Great Liao Emperor, and the hundred households do not care about Farra." Why, do you want to recognize me as a father? ”

Zhang Xian didn't talk to him either, and only asked the hundred and ten sergeants he brought: "Who wants to kill this fang with me?" ”

Zhang Xian's subordinate came out of the ranks, clenched his fists and bowed: "Commander, the last general is willing to go." ”

Zhang Xian looked at it, it turned out to be Yang Zaixing, and he was immediately overjoyed: "Brother Zaixing is willing to go, and there is no hindrance." I just don't know, how many rounds does the brother plan to kill that guy? ”

Yang Zaixing laughed: "They are barbarians, but they dare to boast of their courage with a little brute force." In less than five rounds, he will be shot to death. ”

When the unfortunate Farra heard this, she waved the mace in her hand, galloped on her horse, and went straight to Yang Zaixing. Yang Zaixing also drove the war horse under his crotch and took out a spear to meet him.

The mace is powerful, and those who can use this weapon take the mighty route. The spear is different, with equal emphasis on strength and skill.

Especially Yang Zaixing, who is the descendant of the Yang family, uses the ancestral Yang family's marksmanship, and he is like mercury and flawless. When he was playing and training in the army in peacetime, Zhang Xian was not his opponent.

Winning this small hundred households is naturally not a problem.

Regardless of the fact that Huala smashed it with a stick, Yang Zaixing did not deal with heavy weapons like ordinary people, first dodging and then looking for an opportunity to assassinate.

Seeing the mace attacking, Yang Zaixing held the gun in both hands, took the heavy blow hard, and then slammed it up to block the mace.

Ignoring Huala's sour arm, she couldn't help but be stunned, this Song person is different from the ordinary!

At this temptation, Yang Zaixing also figured out the enemy general's catties, and laughed: "That's it, I didn't eat milk in the morning, right?" Again! ”

Annoyed and angry, she let out a loud shout, and swung her mace again, but one hand was already ready to pull out the flying axe from behind, wanting to give Yang Zaixing a fatal blow.

Yang Zaixing had already seen that the mace was just a false move, and it was not blocked like in the first round, and it flashed sideways.

Seeing that Yang Zaixing was not fooled, Huala had to return to his horse and throw the flying axe. The flying axe swirled out and went straight to Yang Zaixing's heart.

I heard Yang Zaixing scream: "Ah, I'm injured!" ”

Ignoring Hualahaha, urging the war horse, he was about to rush forward and smash Yang Zaixing into a meatloaf.

Yang Zaixing didn't look back, and a spear stabbed out from his armpit like a poisonous dragon, and it came out of the back of his neck in the middle of the throat.

Yang Zaixing stopped his horse, fought with his arms, and forcibly picked up the flower from the horse. Na Lihuara grabbed the spear with both hands, struggled in vain a few times, and then never moved again.

"Hahahaha! Such a waste, dare to dominate in front of my great Song warriors? ”

Yang Zaixing laughed: "Who else came to receive the death?" ”

Although the position of Na Li Huala is not high, his combat power is amazing, and he has continuous tricks, and the people who have finished Yan Zongjun have suffered his losses. Seeing him be killed in three rounds, I can't help but feel very happy.

The people who finished Yan Zongpan were unhappy.

Are you pulling the bias frame? Why do we kill only our men, and not a few of the people on the east?

For a while, the crowd was excited, and they all wanted to beat Yang Zaixing, who looked like a mentally handicapped child.

Yue Fei shouted: "Prepare the Divine Arm Bow, prepare the Eight Bull Crossbow!" Anyone who dares to take another step forward will be shot immediately! ”

Zhang Xian asked quietly: "Didn't Master Hou give each of us two melons, or try it?" ”

"When the time comes, how are these rotten people qualified to die under the melon?"

Zhang Xianba smacked his lips, feeling that there was really no difference between dying under the melon and dying under the spear. If I had to say the difference, it would be to die a little more fragmented?

The Western army was leaderless, the only hundred households were killed, and the deputy was unwilling to go up to die, so he roared and ran away with the corpse of Farra.

The hundred households of the Eastern Army laughed three times, tried their best to make a kind gesture, and stepped forward: "Haha, my friend ......"

"Stand back!"

The Song army, which had just repelled the Western Army, turned its guns in unison and pointed them at the Eastern Army.

"Uh, aren't we friends?" The hundred households of the Eastern Army looked confused, "Thank you for your assistance." I was thinking about drinking and chatting with you and celebrating our victory together......"

"Stand back! Whoever dares to cross the border, die! Song Jun's spear tip forward, stabbing out, "Fire!" ”

Those who march pay attention to not moving like a mountain, moving as fast as the wind, slowly as a forest, and aggression as fire. When the word "fire" is shouted, it means that there is nothing left to say, and the next thing is to attack.

The hundred households reluctantly stopped, temporarily giving up the idea of making friends.

Thinking of Zhao Dazhu's arrangement, Yue Fei smiled slightly, and said to the hundred households of the Eastern Army as amiably as possible: "Don't misunderstand. We are not targeting any one side, we are simply trying to give the people a place of refuge. Please also ask the general to go back, and report it to your superiors. ”

The 100 households were humble and didn't dare to say more, so they had to look at the dragon flag hunting in the wind hatefully, and turned to leave.