The cool breeze rose slightly, and the white clouds in the sky quietly changed color to gloomy.

"Whew......"

Xu is perception of a different murderous aura, and has been sitting in front of the saddle to watch the blood-drenched little tiger's whole body fur explode, his body leans forward, staring at the tiger's eyes, and let out a long roar.

Jia Yin stroked Xiaohu Kui and signaled to be quiet, but his cold hair couldn't help but explode, a battle intent began to hover and rise from the lower abdomen, and his right hand holding the knife couldn't help but tighten.

The spear rode forward and said in a low voice: "The enemy army is in a tight formation, with big turrets and long spears, and it is difficult for our army to rush into battle." ”

Jia Yin nodded, the horsemen can only play their maximum effect when the enemy army is in chaos, and now the horsepower is exhausted, and the only way to rush up is to be slaughtered, and the opponent has so many large oars, obviously the use of crossbow arrows is also limited.

But if you retreat like this, it will be too much, or will you fight with the enemy general?

Hua Lance persuaded: "This person uses a horse lance, which is not ordinarily strong, and cannot be defeated, so go first." ”

Horse lance!?

Jia Yin couldn't help but look at the long sharp killing weapon that pierced the sky again, and there was a circle of ripples in his heart.

He stared blankly at the sky-high lance, and then closed his eyes, perceiving the surging murderous aura, as if he had forgotten where he was.

Lin Renzhao tightened the lance in his hand, and also felt the steady and powerful tremor and joy of the lance, and a trace of emotion rose leisurely in his heart.

At the age of twelve, he began to learn the lance, and slept with the lance for twenty years, but he had no chance to use a lance for ten years.

The Southern Tang Dynasty destroyed Fujian, he had no sorrow or joy, as a nominal general, there was even a trace of relief in his heart, whether he returned to the field or lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, let the inheritance of his ancestors be forgotten in the countryside.

It's just that every time I stroke the mallet, I am really unwilling.

What I didn't expect was that there were people in the world who knew the goods after all, and the Hongluqing Pan Chengyou Pan Lao, who first persuaded him to go out of the mountain, but a literati simply sent martial arts to the mountains.

Then there is the king of Qi who greets him with the dignity of a prince, who is bright and bright, and directly entrusts him with important tasks, just for the sound of dialogue that he vaguely heard after coming out of the account, he feels that even if he dies on the battlefield today, it is worth it.

He looked at the slightly immature young general opposite, and couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, there are no heroes in the world, but let the juniors succeed.

He stretched out his lance and shouted again: "Lin Renzhao is here, dare to fight." ”

The war horse began to circle uneasily, and the tiger was hunched on its back, grinning and roaring.

The wind is getting stronger and the air is getting colder.

Jia Yin squinted his eyes, and the tiger-headed Xuanjia general on the opposite side, with a long lance stretched out horizontally, and a scarlet cloak danced, standing in front of the formation, like a god.

A familiar feeling came to my heart, this feeling, there are times when the knife is raised in Xiayi City to fight against Liu Badao, and there is a fight with Song Jiuzhong on the Shaanxi Pass Road, which is a feeling that needs to be looked up.

Liu Badao is a stubborn stone on the side of the road, and Song Jiuzhong is a thousand mountains, but what are you?

Look up, huh!

He listened to the screams and shouts of killing that were still ringing from time to time not far away, and the hand holding the knife was released and clenched again, so three times, Fang wanted to urge the war horse, and said with a spear: "I'll come." ”

Jia Yin shook his head slightly and said, "Since it is a big river blocking the way, you should go to it yourself." ”

He put the little tiger on the saddle of the spear, and slammed the horse's belly hard, and the fighting spirit in his chest was full of war.

The big green horse sensed the owner's intentions, and raised his mane vigorously, and his speed was like a dragon.

Lin Renzhao, who was holding a long lance, did not urge the horse, and watched Jia Yin gallop like a rainbow, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, three feet away, and he made a move.

The lance shuddered out, instantly shaking out a black hole five feet square, and heading towards the opponent like a snake predator, as if it was about to swallow the centaur in one gulp.

Jia Yin only heard the sound of "hum", and the air in front of him seemed to be torn apart in an instant.

Jia Yin had never seen such a big and dense gun, and he only felt that the opponent's blow seemed to turn into a hundred blades, and he didn't dare to take it hard at the moment, taking the reins of his horse and splitting the knife obliquely.

The sound of "dang" was not a blade, but it was the back of the knife that was hit by the opponent's long lance, Jia Yin was not vigilant, and the war knife in his hand was almost bounced off by the opponent.

Horrified in his heart, he continued to urge the horse to rush forward for more than ten zhang distance, lifted the horse's reins violently, raised the horse's hooves, and then stepped down heavily, stepping out of a burst of dust, like smoke and fog.

Jia Yin took a deep breath, shook his wrist and shook a knife flower, his expression was extremely solemn.

The spear who was sweeping on the side couldn't help but ride his horse forward a few steps, and the black-maned horse was twisted by its crooked neck and screamed.

Ignoring the protests of his mount, the flower spear that usually cherishes the war horse the most, holds Momei in his hand, and his eyes are firmly fixed on Lin Renzhao, who is fierce to the extreme.

Tie Zhan also urged the horse to come, opening the mountain axe in his left hand, but holding a short-handled flying axe in his right hand, this guy who never used arm guards in armor, his arm muscles trembled, and he obviously raised his spirit to the extreme.

There was another change in the field, Jia Yin concentrated, but Lin Renzhao began to urge the horse, a very ordinary flat-end long lance posture, but it seemed that people, horses, and lances had all turned into a sharp triangular cone gun, like a black dragon out of the water, and the giant crossbow was angry, stabbing towards Jia Yin fiercely.

I saw Jiayin's mount running out to the right, but the person swept out of the saddle to the left, slashed diagonally in the air, twisted his body back, and slashed at the opponent.

That Lin Renzhao horse momentum non-stop, the lance in his hand is like a snake spit out, the tail of the lance probes in Jiayin's chest at a strange speed, Jiayin's lock knife is cross-cut, but the opponent has been sleek and sleek, the trajectory is extremely beautiful, the force is fierce but the momentum is agile, as if it has never moved.

Jia Yin seemed to be unable to retract his momentum, his steps were disordered, his body threw forward, and the dust was raised like a yellow dragon dancing.

The spear was frightened, and he was about to ride his horse to help, but he saw that Jia Yin's forward momentum stopped, and then he screwed up again, and the knife slashed out like rolling thunder.

That Lin Renzhao happened to control the horse and turn around, the lance blade was outside, and he didn't have time to retract it, but he directly bent the rod into the bow and popped out. Silent recitation in my heart:

I have a lance that can be broken into armor.

Jia Yin might as well make this move, at that time he was slashing in the air with both hands, his lower abdomen was exposed, and he was hit by this mallet, and the qi wrapped in the lance exploded suddenly, and his abdomen was as straight as a sharp blade piercing in, and he couldn't help but scream, his body rolled and flew back, the leather armor was shattered and flew, and the person was still in mid-air, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, sprinkled and sprinkled.

Seeing that Jiayin's face was like gold paper, sweat was like rain, and blood gushed out from his mouth, he couldn't help but be frightened, and shouted sadly: "Huzi ......"

Lin Renzhao swung the lance and exploded the flying axe, and couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the shout, and then he lifted the lance and "killed ......"

Tie Zhan threw four flying axes in one go, but they were all shot down by Lin Renzhao one by one, and he touched the air on his waist before he roared: "Crossbow ......"

Qi Sanduo, Li Xing and others had already led their troops to rush out without waiting for the order, and at this time, a hundred crossbows were fired in unison, shooting towards the enemy.

At the same time, the Tang army also had a bang sound, crossbow arrows were like a note, and the flying tiger rode with a sudden sound of horses, and the screams rang out, followed by a rain of javelins, whistling......

Suddenly, people turned on their backs, and blood splashed everywhere......

"Cover, retreat......"

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