"Bai Jia Shilang, there are still many young and handsome people in the Huya camp, you are a family heirloom, don't you go up for a while?"

It was Wang Lingwen who spoke, but it was a young man who came out of the battle, with a black horse under his crotch and a swallow gun in his hand, with a heroic posture.

Wang Yanchao frowned, but this nephew knew each other, but it was Bai Chongzan's fourth son, Bai Xingba, who was currently serving under Wang Lingwen's account.

Nowadays, regardless of martial arts, it is very rare to bring his own children and nephews with him, and he often entrusts others to carry out training.

For example, Song Jiuzhong, the son of Song Hongyin, the commander of the iron cavalry, came to his army a few years ago, but he politely refused.

I saw Bai Xingba hovering on his horse, his spear held high, ignoring the flower spear and Chen Scar near the left, the tip of the spear pointed directly at a person in the Huya array, and shouted: "Oh, do you dare to fight with a certain battle?" ”

Jia Yin was stunned, because it was himself who was on the tip of the other party's gun.

Could it be that the persimmon picks the soft pinch?

Jia Yin was unhappy in his heart, turned over his horse, and went out with a knife.

Seeing him out of the horse, the flower spear and the array cang both returned to the formation, and shouted in a low voice to be careful when passing by, Jia Yin nodded, and the horse did not stop, and continued to move forward slowly.

"Huya Battalion Jiayin, ask the major general for high moves."

Bai Xingba lifted the reins of the horse, and the mount under his crotch stood up, vibrating his gun and shouting: "Dare to fight, whoever loses will let the mount out." ”

Jia Yin's anger burst out of his chest, numb, it turned out to be his own big green horse, if there was anything else, it would be good to say, but this war horse is a million no, this is a gift from his sweetheart.

Jia Yin sneered: "A certain knife technique is not good, I can't control my strength, don't blame a certain hand for seeing blood." ”

"Hahaha......"

Bai Xingba raised his voice and laughed, one flew vertically, jumped off the horse, pointed his spear obliquely, and his eyes were full of disdain.

In fact, he is an heirloom on the back of a white horse, and all his kung fu is on the horse, but he loves horses very much, and he likes it when he sees Jiayin's tall green horse, and immediately rushes into battle, fearing that he will hurt the horses, so he came up with the trick of foot combat.

Jiayin also turned over and dismounted, untied the armor-breaking cone on his back, hung it on the saddle, and patted the horse's neck.

Jia Yin drew the knife, discarded the sheath, and flicked his right hand lightly, and the two silk threads on the handle of the knife were wrapped around his wrist like a snake.

The sword pointed directly, and the thick eyebrows raised lightly, "Please." ”

Bai Xingba dragged the gun and galled, and he came to Jia Yin two feet, and his footsteps changed, stirring up a cloud of dust, and the gun drilled out like a snake in this dusty dust, poking into the throat of the other party.

Jia Yin sat on the horse with a deep waist, held the knife with both hands, a "thunder god Fulong" style, knocked the tip of the opponent's gun with the back of the knife, and swooped down, the person had been deceived close to three steps, the knife flashed, and the thunder knife method was quickly used, straight like spring thunder rolling, stacking waves and rushing waves.

Although Bai Xingba lost a move, he did not panic, Jia Yin entered, he retreated, trying to keep a long distance, the tip of the gun trembled, like a hundred snakes dancing wildly, trying to force the other party to withdraw from the circle.

But since Jiayin has been bullied, how can he easily back down.

When he studied the teachings of his master, some Confucian learning had quietly grown in his heart, and his arrogant strength was also calmed down a lot by the dissolution of a wisp of softness planted by Fuyaozi.

But it shouldn't be, Bai Xingba's idea that he shouldn't fight his war horse touched the string he cared about the most, and all of a sudden, the anger accumulated after many battles suddenly broke through the fence, like a vicious tiger.

The blade is swept and murderous.

Jia Yin rushed to attack more than a dozen moves in one go, and the distance between the two sides was further advanced, Bai Xingba finally couldn't hold his breath, his toes were a little, his body flew by, and he intended to distance himself from afar.

But how can Jia Yin do what he wants, his body is like a shadow, his knife is like a python entangled, and he can't stop pressing strongly.

Bai Xingba couldn't get rid of the other party even after changing a few body steps, he was afraid and anxious, and his heart was stuffed with a vicious aura, and he couldn't help but roar.

Jia Yin sneered in his stomach, and took the opportunity to slash down with a knife, Bai Xingba blocked the spear, only to hear a crisp sound of "bang", the spear broke in response, but the knife momentum could not be contained for a while, from the right chest to the left abdomen, the brand-new chain mail "bang" scattered, revealing the sweaty chest inside, and a trace of blood was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

Bai Xingba roared, raised his hands together, threw the broken spear out, Jia Yin swung his knife and split it, just thinking about whether it was a knife to slash him, Han Lingkun flew down on the stage, and shouted: "Stop......"

When Jia Yin saw that he was off the stage, he protected Bai Xingba behind him, so he didn't say much, and took a few steps forward to lead Bai Xingba's black horse and left.

This is your horse, Lao Tzu will ride it first.

There was the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and someone shouted: "Leave the horses ......"

Jia Yin turned around and crossed the knife, only to see a raised knife galloping towards him.

Jiayin was about to dodge, only to hear a "whoosh" sound, a mournful roar of the war horse under the crotch, and fell to the ground with a bang, and then looked closely, only to see a feather arrow on the forehead of the general's war horse deep into the feather.

"Sneak attack from behind, what kind of ability is it, there is a kind of archery comparison with you Zhao Ye."

In the midst of the loud shouts, a yellow-haired and black-bodied guy in the Huya camp stepped forward, and the huge horns and big bow were arrogantly held high.

Jia Yin glanced at Zhao Shanbao gratefully, turned around and said coldly to the general who stood up in embarrassment: "The one who wins has to mount, this is what he said, are you deaf?" ”

"You ......"

The old face was black and purple, and he held the long knife for a while, but he didn't dare to go forward.

Qin Yue rode out of the battle and shouted: "Dare to ask the commander, what is the reason for repeatedly targeting my Huya battalion?" ”

"Nonsense."

Li Gu's face was pale, his white beard fluttered, and he said coldly: "When you compete in the army, you are naturally respected by the strong." In the melee competition, the Huya battalion won temporarily, and it came to an end, and then it was a comparison of archery, there were archers in the Huya battalion, which soldier dared to come out to fight? ”

Li Gu shouted three times in a row, but no one answered.

Wang Lingwen coughed lightly, and said softly to Li Qian, the defense envoy of Caizhou: "General Li, this is your suggestion to instigate the old man, why, your Caizhou army will not show your hand?" ”

Li Qian said with a smile: "The last general here is the most humble and light-hearted, and he doesn't dare to take the lead, since Wang Shuai has a life, the last general will arrange this." ”

Li Qian gestured to his own military array, and a general immediately flashed out in the Caizhou army, holding a carved bow in his hand, and shouted coldly: "Come some." But I don't know how this archery is compared? ”

A general flashed out of the Yingzhou army, and Zhao Shanbao saw that his carved bow was exquisite, but it was obviously one size smaller than Jiayin's, and guessed that it was no more than three stone bows.

He raised his bow and smiled: "Compare strength, your bow can't compare to a certain family's five-stone strong bow, if you have the courage, you and I shoot three arrows at each other, and the one who hits the arrow will naturally be almost dead, dare you?" ”

The general's surname is Huang Mingtong, who is very famous for his archery skills in the Caizhou army, and has the reputation of "wearing Yang in a hundred steps", how can he bear Zhao Shanbao being so rampant, turned around, and gave a military salute to the general, and said angrily: "Please show the marshal." ”

"Vertical oar."

There was an uproar in the field, this was a life-and-death fight.

The arrow is not long-eyed, and suddenly the big oars on one side are erected, fortunately, this time it was a military exercise, all kinds of equipment were carried, and after a while, the southeast and northwest were erected large oars, and even the generals on the platform had guards holding shields.

The Huya camp had a hundred rattan cards, Chen Scar, Flower Spear, Qin Yue and Jia Yin, who had returned to the battle, but they did not hide behind the shield, each holding a weapon to guard.

Zhao Shanbao pulled the rope on his body, ripped off the sleeveless armor, only wore a single coat, held two long arrows in his mouth, held a bow in one hand, and held an arrow in the other.

Huang Tong saw that the other party had no fear, and his heart was weak for a while, but now he is really ready to fly, so he has to send it. At the moment, he also pulled his bow and arrow, and the tip of the arrow hung slightly to the ground.

He took a light breath and nodded to Zhao Shanbao.

Zhao Shan's leopard was launched, but instead of pulling the bow, he was running.

The Huangtong bowstring was full, and the tip of the arrow firmly locked the opponent's figure, but he didn't dare to loosen the string.

Because as long as the string is loosened, it must be hit, otherwise, the time to pull the bow is enough for the opponent to shoot the arrow.

Time passed in a tense and suffocating atmosphere, Huang Tong's forehead was covered with sweat, and his steady arms began to tremble imperceptibly to others.

can't be delayed any longer, Huang Tong judged the trajectory of the other party's movement, and suddenly loosened the strings.

With a "whoosh", sharp arrows shot out.

Huang Tong moved, Zhao Shanbao also moved, he was a cat flying away The action was stiffly reversed by him, not advancing but retreating, lightly and skillfully avoiding the opponent's inevitable arrow, at the same time, the horn bow was also opened, and the arrow that flashed cold light firmly locked Huang Tong's forehead.

"Dodge or throw in the towel?"

Huang Tong heard the other party's angry question, knowing that he was defeated, but how could he say it if he admitted defeat? He closed his eyes in pain......

The bowstring sounded, and the wind was strong.

There was a muffled sound of "grabbing", followed by a surge of air under his crotch, Huang Tong opened his eyes and saw a feather arrow slammed into the ground between his legs, and a round hole exploded around it.

When I looked up again, I saw Zhao Shanbao grinning silently, holding an arrow in his right hand and buckling it on the bowstring, ready to go at any time.