After resting for half an hour, without waiting for Sun Ce to speak, Zhang Liao took the initiative to ask for battle.

Sun Ce did not shirk and fought again.

This time, Zhang Liao's state has improved, and the halberd has made the tiger and tiger angry, pressing step by step, killing fiercely, and he can't wait to take Sun Ce's life with one move. Xu Rong asked him to challenge Sun Ce, just to give him a chance to buffer. If Sun Ce didn't fight, he would have to give Duan Xuan and the others an explanation. Sun Ce responded to the battle, he had no reason to refuse, and only by killing Sun Ce could he prove his innocence.

It's his future and he's got to give it his all.

Not to be outdone, Sun Ce danced a thousand troops to break through and fought with Zhang Liao. Deng Zhan's Seven Kills of Breaking the Edge was originally a move used by horses, and the stabbing and blocking were even more pure spear techniques, Sun Ce practiced very skillfully, but he has always lacked opponents of equal strength to test his results, and the battle with Zhang Liao has just had this effect. He already had the confidence to test the knife just now, and at this moment he was fighting happily, giving full play to the advantages of thousands of troops with both swords and spears.

The two horses circled, the halberds were raised at the same time, the two of them came and went, the sound of the weapon breaking the wind, the sound of the impact, the shouting of the two, and the sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the ground, mixed together, indistinguishable.

The soldiers watching the battle on both sides were fascinated. Huang Zhong fought against Zhang Liao two days ago, but at that time, he had the task of acting, and the battle was not very happy. At this moment, seeing Sun Ce and Zhang Liao fighting, Zhang Liao went all out, stabbing and hooking, and the subtlety of the halberd method was in front of him, and he enjoyed watching it very much. However, with his vision, he soon realized that it was wise for Sun Ce to abandon the halberd.

Sun Ce originally also used halberds, after all, spears and halberds were the most commonly used weapons among warriors in this era, and halberds were especially more important than spears, but Sun Ce quickly abandoned halberds and switched to long knives or spears, and later became Huang Yueying's Qianjun Po customized for him - a pit with both the functions of a knife and a spear.

Compared with the spear, the side branches of the halberd have the effect of hooking and pecking. However, the pecking is a lateral force, and for the knight who charges on the horse, the pecking not only cannot use the impact brought by the horse's speed, but puts forward higher requirements for the knight's eyesight. It is several times more difficult to peck at an opponent in a wrong moment than to slash with a knife. The difficulty of pushing is a little smaller, but the lethality of pushing is small, and if the opponent has iron armor to protect him, pushing has no practical meaning at all.

The halberd of the Han Dynasty was different from the original halberd, with side branches but no side blades, and no cutting effect, because with the improvement of armor protection ability, the cutting and killing function of the side blade has become a chicken rib, which will only increase the difficulty and cost of weapon manufacturing, and it was quickly eliminated.

Ancient warriors were only available to nobles, and weapons were also customized, so ancient weapons were exquisite and gorgeous. With the expansion of the scale of warfare, the warriors have become commoners, and the weapons are more cost-conscious, simple and efficient. The pre-battle contest is a very aristocratic form, with a strong sense of ceremony, but the weapons they use have lost the taste of nobility and have no sense of ceremony.

Sun Ce's Thousand Army Break has both the slashing of a knife and the direct stabbing function of a spear, with changeable moves and strong lethality. Although Zhang Liao's iron halberd also has the function of pecking, it is not used much, and the advantage is only the length, which is also offset by the chopping function of Qianjunpo.

The others did not have such a realm height as Huang Zhong, they only knew that Sun Ce and Zhang Liao fought fiercely, regardless of the equal, they were elated and eye-opening, and they couldn't help but applaud loudly when they saw the excitement. At first, it was only for its master, but later I was too involved in it, and I applauded for the other party.

In the blink of an eye, it was more than 100 times.

Hearing the applause one after another, Zhang Liao secretly complained to himself. After resting for half an hour, his physical strength has recovered, and he wanted to take down Sun Ce with all his might, but now it seems that it has become a delusion. Sun Ce became more and more brave the more he fought, but he was a little powerless, and the war horse under his crotch was even more tired and panting, the corners of his mouth were full of white foam, and his fur was soaked with sweat.

After running back and forth for two or three hundred miles in three days, he couldn't get a good rest, and he fought hard again and again, and the horse was too tired. If you continue to fight, you may die at any time.

A true war horse has a spirit of not admitting defeat, and if the rider does not control it, it is likely to run until it dies.

A strong pathos surged in Zhang Liao's heart. He felt that he was like this horse, with a long road ahead, no hope in sight, no idea where the end was, but he could only grit his teeth and keep running, even if he would fall on the road the next moment.

"Ahh

Sun Ce swung the hammer and split the iron halberd, and with a crisp sound of "dang", sparks splashed everywhere, and the two of them crossed by by mistake. At that moment, Sun Ce saw the determination in Zhang Liao's eyes, and suddenly became vigilant, and the thousand troops broke half a circle, and it was behind him, which was Su Qin's back sword style.

"Dang!" With a sound, Zhang Liao turned around and stabbed Sun Ce in the back, but was broken by the thousands of troops. He gritted his teeth, flipped his wrist, hung Qianjun Po with a halberd branch, and pulled hard. Sun Ce didn't have time to think about it, his instinctive legs were forced, and he clamped the horse's belly. The war horse scurried forward, and the two of them fell off their horses at the same time, and their weapons were also taken off and thrown far away.

The soldiers on both sides were shocked, and rushed over on horseback, ready to rob people.

The sound of hooves rumbled in his ears, but Sun Ce didn't have time to think about it, he turned over and jumped up. He practiced boxing every day, and with Deng Zhan's guidance, he not only had good kung fu with fists and feet, but also was agile, and jumped up after falling to the ground. Zhang Liao is accustomed to riding a horse, the war horse is his legs, once he falls off the horse, his martial arts will be broken by three percent, in the face of Sun Ce, who pounced like a tiger, he couldn't resist, only retreated.

Sun Ce grabbed the Qianjun Break, provoked the Qianjun Break on his toes, Sun Ce caught it in the air, rushed to Zhang Liao with an arrow step, roared, and split Huashan.

Looking at the blade that fell at the moment, Zhang Liao sighed, closed his eyes, and two lines of tears burst out of his eyes.

I'm dying! What future, what wealth, what wife and son, everything is over, not only will he have to be in a different place, but he will also be buried in a foreign land with his brother and hundreds of township parties.

Sun Ce didn't intend to kill Zhang Liao in the first place, but he reacted instinctively, seeing that Zhang Liao didn't fight back, he restrained Qianjun Po, and the blade was still a foot away from the top of Zhang Liao's head. But he could see the tears on Zhang Liao's face clearly. Unlike later generations of men who have tears and do not flick, the Han people are rich and simple, crying when they are happy, crying when they are sad, Du Ji cried in front of him, and when he saw Zhang Liao crying at this moment, he was not surprised at all, only sympathy.

Zhang Liao's eyes flashed in his mind just now. He knew that Zhang Liao's tears were not because he was afraid of death, but because he was sad. Although he didn't know why Zhang Liao was sad.

Sun Ce retracted, lifted the thousand troops upside down with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand.

At this time, Zhang Liao's subordinates happened to rush to the front, and seeing that Sun Ce had no intention of killing, but went to pull Zhang Liao, they were relieved, and they all shouted and strangled their mounts. Seeing this, Huang Zhong and the others also reined in their war horses. The two sides were separated by a few steps, and no one attacked.

Hearing the chaotic sound of hooves in his ears, Zhang Liao was stunned for a while, and then realized that he was not dead. He slowly opened his eyes, only to see Sun Ce standing in front of him, his eyes friendly and not hostile.

"You...... Why don't you kill me? Zhang Liao muttered.

"Brother Wenyuan, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore. How about winning or losing today and fighting again tomorrow? ”

Zhang Liao pondered for a moment, raised his hand, grabbed Sun Ce's hand that stopped in mid-air, and stood up with strength.

"Thank you!"