A good military parade was ruined by the Huya battalion.

Li Gu couldn't have a seizure for a while, so he had to force his spiritual speech and instructions to convey the will of the saints.

After the usual procedures were completed, it should have been to watch the military drill, but Wang Lingwen, the envoy of Zhen'an Festival, came up with a new idea.

He said: "The Chinese military academy was originally used for the collection of troops, and it was not large enough, and although each department had its own unique characteristics, it was also very similar, so it was okay not to look at it.

It's better to boast about the force instead, the old man, who has a set of guards given by the Holy Guard, is willing to be a lottery. ”

As a big brother in the year of the town, it is natural to respect such a suggestion, Wang Yanchao nodded, and Li Gu naturally did not say anything.

He knew what the other party's idea was, because his Chen Zhou army's 5,000 men and horses were actually robbed of momentum by Huya's 500 people, and the formation was oppressed and retreated three steps, so he had to change his strategy.

"General Wang's proposal is very good, then the competition skills, the old man also has a color, this has a three-stone strong carved bow, which good shooter can get it, Wang Shuai also has a color, how about a color?"

Wang Yanchao said with a smile: "There are no good goods here, and there is barely a batch of eagle crossbows that have just arrived, so they will all give the first crossbow shot as a color head." ”

Li Gu said with a smile: "It's enough to have these three things as a lottery head, General Han, your martial arts are outstanding, how about working hard, how about being an arbitrator?" ”

Han Lingkun laughed and said: "Dashuai is to save money, this is the best." ”

The general discussed on the stage, and the herald said loudly the reward rules, to the effect that it was to commend the martial arts and reward the backwards.

The rules of the tournament are very simple, because there are only three kinds of color heads, so there are three kinds of melee combat, bow shooting, and crossbow shooting, and each department can only play a maximum of three people.

Sounds relatively fair.

At present, only some representatives of the Benzhou Army, Wang Yanchao's Xuzhou Army, Han Lingkun's Guard Horse Army, Wang Lingwen's Chenzhou Army, Li Qian's Caizhou Army, and the Huya Battalion have arrived at the camp.

Among them, Han Lingkun's 3,000 guards and horse army were the strongest, and there were six famous generals alone.

The guard horse army number "Long Jie", before the establishment of the palace front division, was the strongest military branch of the Great Zhou, everyone was a tiger and strong in martial arts.

After the herald finished passing the general's order, he asked the platoon envoy to gather the various departments and make room for the boss to open an open space.

The Huya battalion had nowhere to retreat, so it had to retreat at the gate of the Yuan.

Li Gu is the commander and the main army, and he is the first to set an example, and he looks left and right in the colonels under his command, and gestures with his eyes.

A bearded man rode out of battle, raised his battle axe, and shouted: "Oh, Wuna Huya, I heard that there is a descendant of the Iron Spear King hidden in your army, and you dare to come out to fight a certain battle." ”

This shout caused a commotion among the three armies, the Iron Gun King? Wang Yanzhang's successor?

But all those who are good at martial arts have stretched their necks one by one, wanting to see what is going on.

Jia Yin was a little worried, but he saw the spear caressing the horse's mane with a self-committed demeanor, and then patted the horse's cheek, approached the horse's ear and whispered a few words, and flew on the horse violently.

Dark horses, black armor, black guns.

The whole centaur was like a black lightning bolt rushing towards the axe challenger.

The general with the axe saw that the man was fierce, and he also grabbed the belly of the horse and rushed forward to kill.

The two horses intersected, only to hear a muffled sound of "buzz", and the long-handled axe flew into the sky, and it took a long time before it fell in a whirl and smashed on the ground.

There was an uproar.

Make a move, and you're defeated. The axe-wielding general's face was purple, full of shame, usually conceited, but he didn't know that the axe and gun intersected, and he couldn't bear the momentum of the opponent's one-handed collapse.

"Hmph, despicable and shameless, competing skills in the army, also playing sneak attacks, there is a kind of iron gun that will meet so."

Seeing that his colleagues were defeated, another general in the Yingzhou army came out to save the scene.

The spears and horses circled, and the horses roared and snorted. Flower Spear asked coldly, "Are you ready?" ”

"Come on."

The spear slowly rode his horse to the east, widened the distance, and with a sharp turn, the horse galloped excitedly again, and lightning flashed out.

Jia Yin admired the five-body throwing of the spear's horse control skills, the black-maned horse was his own mount, but he had never been so obedient, and he had never run so fast.

I saw that when the horse was still three zhang away from the other party, it suddenly took off with four hooves, leaped more than a foot high, and took advantage of the situation to shoot, but this time it was not a stab, but a smash.

Use a gun as a stick and swing it with one hand.

It was too late to lead the horse, and if the stabbing attack would not hurt the enemy and kill me, then the general hesitated slightly, and only the move of raising the gun was left.

The two guns intersected, only to hear a mournful roar of the war horse, kneeling on all fours, rushing out of the distance with a breath, and dragging out a mud pit of the boss on the ground.

Another move to defeat the enemy.

The general staggered to his feet, his face like gold paper, and the corners of his mouth bloodied, evidently wounded, while the horse had all his limbs severed, blood gushing out, and he could not stop struggling and screaming.

The power of a smash is so powerful.

The audience was silent.

Wang Yanchao, who was originally sitting diagonally watching the play, couldn't sit still anymore and stood up from his seat suddenly.

Li Gu's face was gloomy, but he still maintained the demeanor that the commander of the first army should have, and said with a forced smile: "The heir of the Iron Spear King is really worthy of his reputation, I don't know which warrior is willing to come out to fight?" ”

"I'll come."

Wang Yanchao saw that it was his subordinate Han Zhen who came out of the battle, and he couldn't help frowning, although his sword skills were good, he was not the opponent of the spear.

But even if he is out of battle, he can only watch.

I saw Han Zhen holding two knives in his hands, spinning a beautiful knife flower, and said to the flower gun in the distance: "You are just borrowing horsepower, can you dare to fight with me?" ”

The corners of the spear's mouth twitched, this time he really smiled, rode his horse back to his own formation, dismounted, turned around, and strode forward, the tip of the spear dragging a line on the ground.

Han Zhen also strode forward, two feet apart, and both sides suddenly launched, spears and knives.

Listening to only two slight "ding" sounds, Han Zhen swept away.

This retreat, I want to attack closer, but I can't, I see that the spear is not out of the circle, but the gun in the hand is like a poisonous snake swallowing the letter, out of the receiving, trembling left, stabbing right, stabbing faster, faster and faster......

In the blink of an eye, a dense small black circle was formed around it, like a black plum blooming and lasting for a long time.

No wonder the gun name is Momei.

"Good!"

Jia Yin shouted, waking up Huya's soldiers and began to applaud one after another.

That Han Dang could only move around the periphery from afar, wanting to admit defeat and not being able to put his face down, wanting to bully closer, but there was no way in.

When he was in a dilemma, he only heard Wang Yanchao on the stage say: "Okay, don't retreat." ”

Han Zhen knew that he was saying it to himself, so he hurriedly put away his sword and walked back to the main formation with a look of shame.

As soon as the spear ended, the whole person stood like a spear, and the surrounding flowers and plums suddenly turned into wisps of smoke and drifted faintly.

The three battles and three victories of the spear spear not only earned the scenery for the Huya battalion, but also aroused the hatred of other troops.

A general rode out of Long Jie's army, and said with a smile: "The heir of the Iron Spear King is really good marksmanship, but I often hear my colleagues say that General Chen Cang's one-handed knife skills are even more superb, and Liao wants to ask for advice, I don't know if it's possible?" ”

Chen Scar stroked the scar on his forehead and sneered in his heart.

A personal guard led the mount, and he slowly rode out of the battle, bowed his hand from a distance, and said, "Please." ”

The general surnamed Liao also gave up his hand, and then he picked up his gun and led the horse, and began to rush out at an accelerated pace.

Chen Scar shook the knife on the nine rings, and also began to gallop his horse.

The two horses were about to intersect, and a shot was quickly stabbed out, heading straight for Chen's chest.

Chen Scar swung the knife upward, and the tip of the spear flew away, and the knife was smooth, but he didn't use any force, but only used the horse's momentum to gently wipe the opponent's lower abdomen.

Running five or six feet away, he turned around and turned around, but saw that the hand covered his belly, and he had already slowly ridden his horse back to the battle.

changed people, it was still a move, and it was defeated.

The audience was silent again.

Jia Yin couldn't help but shout loudly with joy, and the depression of the past few days was finally swept away in such a big victory.

Wang Yanchao's face was as dark as ink, and Han Lingkun was no better, if it weren't for his identity, he would have wanted to go down in person.

If you don't win, this old face will be completely lost.