"Pirate Prince, you are born with divine power, strong martial arts, not an ordinary prince, do you dare to personally show the pirate's martial arts and compete with Ben to win or lose?"

Wu Yanguang came to the outside of the camp from the gap in the defense of the Lele Che, which had been destroyed and had nothing to block, and shouted at Zhao Yue.

His provocation angered the silly boy Kui San beside Zhao Yue.

The silly boy is also worry-free when he goes into battle, followed by Zhao Laoer, who he trusts and relies on the most, on the battlefield, Zhao Laoer calls to fight, he fights, and tells him not to move first, then he will stay honestly and accumulate strength if he doesn't fight. He doesn't understand big things, and he doesn't care about what the two sides of the battlefield say at all, in his heart, those have the smart Zhao Lao Er to deal with, he just has to fight fiercely when the time comes, and he has to kill happily, at the moment after a long journey without rest, he doesn't feel tired, he is bored, and he only mutters in his heart, why don't you fight? Suddenly, he saw the enemy formation kill a general, and heard that this person actually dared to point at Zhao Lao Er and yell, which was obviously threatening to kill Zhao Lao Er.

That's angry.

Zhao Lao Er took care of him to eat.

If there is no Zhao Lao Er in this world, then how can he have good food and drink in the future? Who else would care about his well-being? Who else cares if he's unhappy or not, if he's troubled?

First of all, the sky and the earth are big, and the food is the biggest.

If you want to harm Zhao Laoer, it is tantamount to ruining his job. This alone will not be tolerated by a silly boy.

The stupid boy is so angry that he grinds his teeth in annoyance,

Take a look at the enemy generals again: wearing a purple and gold crown of Qibao, wearing a turtle's back gold armor, a red brocade robe from Xichuan, and a beautiful jade belt from Lantian. The left hangs the gold painting iron tire bow, and the right carries the phoenix feather and arrow. He wears eagle-beaked cloud boots and rides an iron-spine silver-maned horse. The brocade carving saddle stepped on the golden stirrup steadily, and the purple silk reins stumbled over the mountain. A sword at his waist......

With his brain, he naturally can't say that he is so clear about his style, but his intuitive feeling is: this damn guy is so awesome and easy to drag, he is a big man.

Such an arrogant guy should be killed even more, well, it's even more worth going up and killing him.

The stupid boy's straight-line thinking reaction was instantaneous, and he was about to go up and smash the hateful guy on the other side.

Zhao Yue was keenly aware of the murderous aura that suddenly erupted around him, and he didn't need to think about it to know what the stupid boy was going to do when he was angry. He hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled the silly boy: "Good brother, don't be annoyed." The man wanted to compete with me. It's not time to fight yet, so you wait, rest well, recuperate enough, and have a good time when the war begins. ”

I can't explain the significance of this battle to the stupid boy, but with the courage of the stupid boy, he may not be the opponent of Wu Yanguang, and he can't let him go up and take risks, so he can only be appeased like this.

The silly boy believes the most and listens to Zhao Lao Er the most.

Since the boss said so, I can't figure it out after thinking about it too much anyway, so let's do it.

"Hmm."

The stupid boy responded habitually, but he didn't really relax, glared at him and raised his heavy fange and pointed at Wu Yanguang: "He, I want to harm you." ”

Zhao Yue could feel the silly boy's sincere affection for him from these short words, and smiled: "I know. It's okay. He's not my match. ”

"Hmm."

In terms of violence, the silly boy is also the most convincing Zhao Laoer. When Zhao Yue said this, he absolutely believed it.

Only then did he really quiet down, and continued to rest and gather energy, thinking that if the boss didn't kill this guy, then he would stare and wait for a while to kill him.

Zhao Yue brought a special horse war weapon with him on this trip, and he didn't use it once, and he didn't want to show it here.

Liao is not the target of his mass murder at this time. That weapon was going to kill Xixia Xiaoqiang to test its power.

In the suddenly nervous and expectant gaze of the pirate army, and also in the more nervous expectation of the Liao side, Zhao Yue responded to the same expectant and actually more nervous Wu Yanguang.

"As you wish."

In Liao, from Emperor Yelu Yanxi to the dignitaries who knew or did not know Yelu Yanxi's conspiracy, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that Zhao Yue had accepted the invitation to fight. It seems that as long as this extremely arrogant and conceited pirate prince dares to go into battle in person to gamble on the outcome of the battle, the Liao side will have a turnaround, and the victory will be in hand, and there will be room for maneuver and even more benefits.

Zhao Yue also roughly guessed what the King of Liao was calculating.

With a sneer in his heart, he was not in a hurry to expose it, he looked around and left, trying to find a long guy to use temporarily.

The chief guard Diaolong and the Su brothers went to the other three sides to supervise the battle on his behalf and control the "four evils of the town", so as not to be uncontrolled, and the four vicious and impulsive guys led the army alone, completely decided by themselves, and did what evil things to destroy the plan.

At this time, the only generals beside him were the silly boy and the deputy chief of the guard, Xiuhu.

One of them was a mace, the other was a knife, and both were short two-handed guys. What Zhao Yue needed was a horse warlord weapon, but there didn't seem to be a suitable one around him, but when he saw the more than three-meter-long horse rejection rifle in the pikeman's hand, he suddenly had an idea, smiled and beckoned, and asked the nearest junior colonel to temporarily give him the spear in his hand.

The little colonel was stunned for a moment, but immediately handed over the gun respectfully, looking at Zhao Yue with curiosity and worry in his eyes.

The opponent is a strong general of the Liao State. Just looking at the all-iron halberd, it is not an ordinary weapon. His own highness went up to fight with the usual weapons of small soldiers......

Do you feel that Zhao Laoer is arrogant and underestimates the enemy?

As a loyal and brave soldier of the empire, you should also worry about being humble......

Zhao Yue smiled at his worried gaze, put the gun in his hand, shook his hands in both hands, tried the strength of the spear shaft, and then went out of the battle.

The big white horse stopped standing still during this time, and he got some rest, ate some forage, and recovered some of his spirits.

Zhao Yue had a plan, he didn't want to change horses when he went out to fight, and he still rode this smart white horse.

"Dabai, I have to bother you this time. Good man, go up again with good spirits. Just this once. Glory and merit will be yours. ”

Zhao Yue stroked the white horse and nagged, letting the white horse slowly walk towards the battlefield.

Wu Yanguang looked at Zhao Yue and raised the ordinary spear to fight against horses, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: This pirate is terrifying, such an important competition is not won by strength, what does it mean to take such a broken spear that can be cut with a halberd? Could it be that he was so arrogant that he thought that his martial arts were superb, and he could still defeat me with such a broken spear that was about the same as rotten wood......

He had a kind of anger that was seriously despised.

I'm the Liao Kingdom, no, I'm the number one warrior in the entire north, the little pirate prince, how dare you look down on me like this? You are too young, ignorant, too reckless, conceited......

At the same time, he had a pleasant feeling of being a little relaxed.

Zhao Yue went into battle so frivolously, he didn't even have a guy to take advantage of, and he brought about his defeat, the so-called martial arts competition saved trouble, which was just convenient for him to complete the task secretly assigned by the King of Liao.

Looking at Zhao Yue's war horse again, Wu Yanguang was more angry but also more secretly happy.

The white horse is so tired, you dare to ride it into battle? You can't ride such a tired horse even against ordinary warriors.

With the eyes of his nomadic elite warriors, how can the state of the white horse's strong fighting spirit be hidden from his eyes.

Not to mention people, such a horse is afraid that it will be impacted by the full force of the fast horse, and the huge fighting force of the two sides can directly destroy it, how to talk about borrowing strength? How about fighting again?

can see clearly, but Wu Yanguang will never open his mouth to remind Zhao Yue to change horses and weapons to show that he is a hero, and he wants a fair competition.

This handover is related to the huge and incomparable interest struggle between the two sides, and there must be no concessions in the slightest, let alone the moving appearance of heroes and sympathizers on the battlefield between us and the enemy.

In Wu Yanguang's heart, this is not a martial arts competition, in addition to the fight for life and death, he also has the secret mission entrusted by the wolf lord must be completed, which is directly related to whether this crisis can be easily resolved and whether the Liao State can exchange the pirate key points for the longer-term interests of the Great Liao State......

The shameless tradition of the barbarians will not embody the demeanor and discipline of a gentleman and a hero at this critical time.

Only the foolish Song people who were spoiled by Confucianism would often commit this kind of stupidity or habitual hypocrisy at this juncture, showing their noble demeanor.

No matter how much the barbarian learns Confucianism, no matter how much he has the spirit of Confucianism, the most important thing is only practical gain, if he is shameless, he can get cheap, then he will definitely be shameless to the end.

Han people value face, and in order to save face, they can often die without contacting each other and even fight to the death by all means.

But in the hearts of barbarians, what is face?

It's really worth it, it's important to say it's important, but when it's not needed, the face is nothing. If you say you will lose it, you will drop it, and there is no psychological burden at all.

Wu Yanguang was also worried that Zhao Yue would cheat, and it was inevitable that he would make a calculation in his heart: "He doesn't plan to fight for a long time, and he can't be confident that he can defeat me with one blow or a few clicks, so do you want to paralyze me, have some secret weapons, wait for the opportunity to win me, or even kill me......"

Seeing Zhao Yue wandering around and walking slowly, Wu Yanguang was more vigilant and repeatedly observed Zhao Yue's body and the things he was carrying on the horse, and when he found that there was nothing else except for a sword of ordinary size hanging on the back of the horse's neck, and Zhao Yue's armor had no place to hide any hidden weapons, he was a little relieved, but he couldn't help but make a calculation: Could it be that this kid is actually only good at swordsmanship in melee combat? This spear was just intended to be used in the first round of fast horse rushing, and then abandoned the gun and switched to a sword for hand-to-hand combat.......

There is such a possibility, it is highly likely.

But observing and judging this, Wu Yanguang was really relaxed.

He is not an ordinary master, horse fighting, the opponent wants to win in hand-to-hand combat with a short light and fragile sword, it is a pure joke for a master like him.

With a swing of the halberd, do you still want to get close?

Not to mention the windows, there are no doors.

There is no difference between having a sword and not having one.

Despite this, Wu Yanguang did not dare to be careless, and still cautioned.

A veteran of the battlefield who has experienced a hundred battles, don't be careless for a while, and be calculated by a child who has no hair on his mouth, the big river and waves have broken through, but the boat capsized in the gutter.

When Zhao Yue came closer, he observed more thoroughly, and judged that Zhao Yue really had no hidden weapon to hide, until Zhao Yue stood in the middle of the battlefield, he rode his horse to the field.

Take advantage of your weakness and kill you.

Wu Yanguang quickly urged the BMW under his crotch to extreme speed, the horse borrowed the power of the people, and the people borrowed the horsepower, he tried to solve the Zhao Yue who had no power to borrow the horse with the most violent blow.

His mount iron-spine silver-maned horse is indeed a very rare BMW, not only the speed is extremely fast, but also quite spiritual, knowing the master's intentions, and the master's tacit understanding, so running like thunder, full force outbreak, speed to the extreme, like a storm, fast as lightning, one person and one horse together to form a thunder that pounced on Zhao Yue.

Whether it was the pirate army or the Liao, at this moment, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes on both sides were nervously staring at the field, and their hearts were raised to their throats.

Only Zhao Yue himself still seemed to be that relaxed in his spare time, seeing his opponent rushing like thunder, unstoppable, but still holding a gun in one hand and standing still.

Wu Yanguang, who was charging, was not excited when he saw Zhao Yue's reaction like this, but instead raised his guard, and became more and more cautious to raise all his spirits.

The distance of about 200 meters is in an instant under the galloping of fast horses.

When he got closer, Wu Yanguang waved the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, flat-ended his side, his arms competed, and he violently hit Zhao Yue off the horse. Everyone watching the battle also subconsciously stared at the round eyes and took a deep breath......

And Zhao Yue waited quietly there and was not arrogant and stupid, he was staring at his opponent and calculating the speed and ......

Closer, fifty meters, closer, thirty meters, twenty meters......

Just when Wu Yanguang was upright and ready to squeeze at Zhao Yue with all his strength at any time, and was confident that Zhao Yue would never be able to parry it no matter how powerful he was, Zhao Yue really didn't dare to take this thunderous blow, but suddenly flew, and his body suddenly rose from the horse's back like a light flying swallow, and the person was in mid-air, and the three-meter-long goose egg-thick horse-rejecting spear in his hand had been raised, not with the spear's best thorn or anything, but like a stick, the giant spear hung and smashed into Wu Yanguang from afar......

Wu Yanguang saw that Zhao Yue actually flew up, and his slight surprise turned into a hideous sneer: Jumping into the air? (There is no root under your feet, you can't move and dodge where you have no strength, and you are completely passively beaten,) You are purely looking for death. But his mind instantly turned to horror.

He saw the rejection of the horse gun swinging, in Zhao Yue's hands, he was so fast that his eyes only saw a hazy and vague afterimage, and he rushed up quickly, it was simply taking the initiative to cooperate to meet and find a fight, probably just in time to enter Zhao Yue's spear attack range, and it happened to be hit by the afterimage.

This shot was so fast, if his fast horse rush was an unstoppable thunderbolt, then Zhao Yue's volley blow was an irresistible lightning bolt.

But at this moment, Wu Yanguang, who was at the moment of life and death, didn't have time to judge and think so much, and in the panic, only instinct was left to change the halberd from a piercing style to a sweeping type, staring at the halberd desperately sweeping the halberd obliquely in the direction that Zhao Yue smashed, and he couldn't care about where the aiming gun was and whether he could sweep the horse gun to open this shocking smash.

He could see Zhao Yue clearly, and it was not that he didn't want to attack Zhao Yue directly to resolve the crisis, but it was a pity that his halberd was not long enough, nearly one meter shorter than the horse rejecting pistol, but this gap alone caused Zhao Yue to use this length advantage to hit him first, and then he didn't fall down in an instant to have a chance to reach Zhao Yue with the halberd.

The time difference between this may be less than half a second.

But Zhao Yue's volley was undoubtedly faster than half a second.

With the high martial arts of Wu Yanguang, the rich experience in fighting, and the quick reaction, he failed to intercept the blow in the end.

Before the halberd touched the afterimage, he felt that he had been struck on the side of his shoulder, the pain was not painful, the injury was not serious, the time was too short, and the nerves could not react immediately, but under the spear of the horse, he was dressed in fine iron armor like a baseball bat hitting the baseball accurately, with a bang, he involuntarily fell off the horse even if his legs kept clamping the war horse.

Only almost at the same time, only a little later, the halberd also swept to the horse repulsor, but it was useless, and it also lost its power as others fell, not only failed to rely on the sharpness of the halberd blade and his huge strength to cut off the wooden shaft of the horse rejecting pistol, but also did not even swing a few inches away under the strong force of Zhao Yue's smashing, but left a shallow and almost negligible trace on the hard and slippery gun barrel, and the halberd rebounded, and as the master fell off the horse in panic, he fell off the horse as weakly as the master.

It turned out to be a subtle diagonal split.....

Wu Yanguang actually flashed this thought in his mind the moment he fell off the horse in horror......