Chapter 2: Cross Currents (Part 4)

"Shameless." The voice just fell. There was an immediate burst of angry scolding around them. first forced Zhang Songling to give him a duel. Then he put the rifles and pistols that people had promised and did not choose. I chose the sabre. There is no one in the whole partisan detachment who does not know. Riding and knife skills are Zhang Fatzi's weaknesses. Especially the sabre. He became acquainted with Zhao Tianlong before he began to learn from the latter. Even if it's 24 hours a day. All the time spent with the knife adds up to less than two years. And the deputy of the Yura battalion. But it was once an out-and-out Cossack cavalry origin. Since he can walk, he is accompanied by a saber. The time spent immersed in riding has exceeded the age of Zhang Fatzi.

The deputy of the Yura battalion turned a deaf ear to the scolding around him. The ass squeezed forward against the wooden wall. Straighten your back. Pouting. Seven disobey and eight disagree." How. Acting Captain Zhang didn't dare to agree. Since you've just accepted my challenge. It should be thought of. I'm not going to be stupid enough to compare what you're best at."

"What is there to dare to .." Zhang Songling shook his head. He responded with a sneer. You can get your people to let Leon go right now. I'll send someone back to fetch my horses."

Talking. Turned his gaze to the outside of the camp gate. shouted at the anxious little Batu: "Brother Batu. Please take a trip back to the summit camp. Bring my big white horse here."

"Captain......." Babtu instinctively shouted to dissuade. The gaze and Zhang Songling's gaze want to meet. But in the eyes of the latter, there is no doubt about the decisiveness. I had to grit my teeth. Turn around and run towards the top of the mountain.

Zhang Songling watched him leave. and quickly turned his head to the other brethren." There's nothing going on here. If you don't want to see the excitement. Just go back to the mountains and sleep. If you want to see the excitement. Please help clean up the grounds. Light some fires along the way."

How could anyone be willing to turn around and leave at this juncture? The crowd cheered back to the camp in droves. Begin to clear the field with eight hands and feet. Take advantage of this effort. Zhang Songling took a few quick steps forward. Push several of Yura's henchmen away. Go and untie the ropes from Leon's body. The troublemakers were reluctant to lose Leon, the last hostage. Hurry up and ask for instructions from the main heart Yura. only to find that the latter had untied all the grenades from his waist. Start moving your hands and feet slowly. Familiarize yourself with the terrain. There is no way to care whether Leon lives or dies.

"Alright. Don't give him a look." Zhang Songling smiled at several troublemakers. Loud mockery." What are the words. Just ask? Why bother."

"Put Leon out. Captain Zhang Dai is a reputable person. I don't think I'll swallow back what I've said." Maybe it's because the odds are in place. The deputy of the Yura battalion also showed a bit of a heroic color at this moment. glared fiercely at his close friend. Loud commands.

"How about swallowing it back. You're just cheating." The rope in Little Leon's hand was not yet fully untied. The mouth has just regained its freedom. And he shouted." Fatso. Don't compare your saber to him. I'll come. Tonight's thing. It was all due to my negligence. I've got out of my own trouble. Make it up for yourself."

"Than marksmanship. You still have a chance to win. Than the saber. You're no match for me." The deputy of the Yura battalion gave him a disdainful look. Said proudly." You don't want to be wrong again and again. dragged down the fat man and had to fulfill his promise to resign. Or sit down honestly and take a break. Stop messing around with things for yourself. I'm causing trouble to others."

"You—" Little Leon was so angry that his eyes darkened. Almost didn't fall headlong. On the Marksmanship. In the entire guerrilla army, he only admired Zhang Songling and Zhao Tianlong. But on the sabre. There are too many people around who are stronger than him. Light in an international camp. I'm afraid I'll be able to pull out fifteen or sixteen people. And among these fifteen or sixteen people. The deputy of the Yura battalion is definitely firmly in the top three. Far from him, he doesn't know how many streets.

"Alright. You move your muscles and bones first. Don't let the rope strangle the blood." Zhang Songling's hands are fast and his eyes are fast. A handful of arms around little Leon's armpits. The other hand sped up to tear off the last few ropes." He's scheming today. Just to find a chance against me. If you play for me. Even if you win. He's going to have another set of arguments."

Little Leon couldn't speak just now, although his mouth was gagged. But he witnessed the entire negotiation process between Zhang Songling and Yula. Thought about it. Nodding heavily." Then I'll be here watching. See how you clean him up."

Zhang Songling smiled and patted him on the shoulder. Push him aside. No more talking. My feet also began to move slowly on the snow. Carefully inspect the specifics of the site. The Chinese and Russian soldiers who were busy around saw this. All take the initiative to get out of the way. So that their young captain can be fully prepared. When met Yura paced to the side. then deliberately shake the body back and forth. Make trouble for this person as much as possible.

However, it is the daily base of the international camp. As the battalion lieutenant, Yura has long been aware of the surrounding grass and trees. The reason why I walked around with my legs moving. Just to move your muscles and bones. By the way, the surrounding situation and the memories in your mind corroborate each other. Therefore, they don't care about the little troubles that the fighters deliberately create. There's even a bit of complacency. Take these as a concrete manifestation of everyone's lack of confidence in Zhang Songling.

Wait until both parties are familiar with the venue. Zhang Songling's white dragon horse was also led by Xiao Batu. Lao Zheng commanded the group to light more than a dozen bonfires around the site that had just been cleared. Illuminate the entire camp. The deputy of the first squadron, Hou, who was elected as the referee, stood by the largest fire near the right side of the middle of the field. Carrying a flare gun. The face is full of hesitation.

The snow that had been rolled into a ball by the warriors and piled up around reflected the firelight. Shine on people's faces. Shine a light on the worries in everyone's eyes. This written test is so unfair. Zhang Fat Man is simply short of himself. Hit Yura's long. And the deputy of the Yura battalion has always been known for his ruthlessness. In case he finds a chance.......

I'm nervous. But I heard the deputy of the Yura battalion shouting, "I have a request. It has to be said ahead."

"Please." Zhang Songling, who was patting the white dragon horse's neck and exchanging feelings with the mount, looked up at him. Answer in one word.

"Swinging a knife on horseback. It is inevitable that there will be accidental injuries. If it accidentally hurts you. No one else can find an excuse to retaliate." Yura's heart was overjoyed. Before anyone can dissuade them. Quickly put forward conditions.

"Okay." Zhang Songling still only answered with one word. Step on the stirrup with one foot. Start making the final adjustments to adapt.

"We don't have to train with knives. With real guys." A hint of an imperceptible sneer. Slowly floated up the corners of Yura's mouth. Turn around and draw a Cossack saber on the side. He said loudly with his back to everyone.

Immediately, there was another shouting and scolding. Regardless of Chinese fighters. Or White Russian fighters . All of them are filled with righteous indignation." No, you can't."" What the hell do you want to do.."" Shameless. You have the ability to compare marksmanship with Captain Zhang."" than marksmanship. Fired at a distance of two hundred meters. Look how the hell you died."

"He didn't dare. He only dares to take advantage of the fat team."

"Coward. An out-and-out coward."

Amidst a shout-out. Even a few of the deputy friends of the Yura battalion. I can't hold it anymore. They all subconsciously moved their bodies to the side. As if I was afraid of being infected by him.

The psychological quality of the deputy of the Yura battalion is far beyond the reach of people. Ignore the scolding around you at all. Just muster up the courage of your whole body and stare at Zhang Songling. Staring into each other's eyes. Not blinking.

Zhang Songling seemed a little surprised. But soon his expression returned to normal. His gaze swept up and down Yura's body. It's like meeting this person for the first time. Smiled and nodded. The third time to answer all the questions in one word." Okay."

"Then please get on the horse." The deputy of the Yura battalion was very uncomfortable to look at. Drop a word. Turn and run to your mount. That's a black horse. It is a cross between the tallest Liao horse and the Don hippopotamus. The coat color is pure black. The body shape is very majestic. When Jura, who was tall and lanky, jumped on horseback. It was immediately set off with anger. One man and one ride like a ghost from hell. Only the teeth emitted an eerie white glow.

On the other hand, Zhang Songling and the white dragon horse under his crotch. It's a little too soft. The man has a chubby round face. Looks like a big boy next door. The mount under the crotch is also docile. The enemy is not even wild at the moment. Slowly speed up under the urging of their own masters. Like a breeze. Blowing towards Ghost Rider.

"Come on. Come on, fat team. Come on, little white dragon." Little Batu and the others took the lead in shouting. Cheer for Zhang Songling and Bai Longju.

"Come on. Come on. Come on, Captain Zhang." Lao Zheng. Leon. And the surrounding warriors of all races echoed in unison. Arms waving up and down. I can't wait to slap the white dragon pony on the ass a few times. Rush it into character as soon as possible. Don't delay the fighter any longer.

However, the white dragon horse still did not have the slightest excitement about the battle. Still taking small steps gracefully. Like the wind in spring. Running without speed.

"Damn. It's a noble horse." Several Mongolian warriors in the team who were familiar with horse nature were so anxious that they saw Khan on their heads. Stretch out your slap and slap yourself on the thigh.

The noble horse is a breed specially bred for the big people in the horse farm. Handsome body. Temperament is docile. The back rises and falls when running. The pace distance is even. And never lose your temper and hurt your master. It is suitable as a car for officials to show their status. Or the ladies show off their demeanor. But it's not suitable for battlefield duels. It's too hard to get into the excitement phase. It's too hard to suppress your opponent's mount from momentum. It's too hard to burst out at a critical moment. Help the master to give the opponent a fatal blow. Unless there is another horse around to guide it. Take advantage of the nature of social animals. Give it enough demonstration.

In the past, Zhang Songling rode a white dragon horse to fight. It's all mixed with a large group of people. Many of them are also Mongolian horses that are not known for their acceleration and excitement. So the guys didn't have a chance to see the weakness of the mount. And today. Faced with the dark clouds carefully cultivated by the White Russian horse thieves. It is immediately dwarfed by comparison.

The deputy of the Yula battalion is very experienced. The gaze is also very vicious. found that the mount under Zhang Songling's crotch was slow to enter the role. Immediately seized the opportunity. Both legs slammed into the abdomen of the dark cloud under the crotch. Even men and horses soared into the air. Coming down from the heights like a demon. The Cossack long knife slashed directly at Zhang Songling's face door.

Zhang Songling had to raise his knife to parry. Pick up the opponent and hit it with a killer blow. Then flip your arms with some difficulty. Dissolve the impact from mid-air. Symphony of gold and iron. Mars splashed around like flying flowers and broken jade. Didn't wait for him to counterattack. The blade of the deputy of the Yura battalion has been cut diagonally again. With the inertia of the horse sprinting. Go straight to his lower abdomen.

Zhang Songling had to erect the blade of the knife to block hard. The grinding sound is tooth-sore. Sparks fall in strings. Touching countless pairs of concerned eyes. The two horses quickly staggered half of their positions. Yura swings a knife with her backhand. Whip Zhang Songling's neck. Zhang Songling bowed his head intuitively. The military cap was swept away. A few strands of short black hair fluttering. In an instant. Blown away by the night wind.

"Be careful." It was only then that the reminder of the crowd rang out. Full of concern and apprehension. The distance between the two horses is getting farther and farther. More than the length of the blade and arm combined. First round. Zhang Songling is extremely passive. The opponent attacks three times in a row. He didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"Change horses. Change horses." Xiao Batu and others shouted loudly. Remind to serve as an old marquis to interrupt the competition. The white dragon horse suffered too much in this one-on-one fight. Zhang Songling even changed to an unfamiliar mount. I won't be beaten to the point where I can't fight back.

The deputy of the first squadron raised his head in embarrassment. looked at Zhang Songling's back. But he did not receive any orders from the latter. I was hesitating whether to follow the proposal of Xiao Batu and others. Forcibly terminate the game. The commander of the international battalion, Leon, had already rushed over in three steps and two steps. While running. while shouting loudly." Stop it. Hurry up and stop the competition. Otherwise, Captain Zhang will definitely suffer a big loss."

"Stop. Stop." The leader of the first squadron, Lao Zheng, also rushed towards Lao Hou. Prepare to go on your behalf. Forcibly put an end to this pointless duel. However, he and Leon rushed to the place. Yura and Zhang Songling have already put their mounts back. Face to face. Raised the saber high again.

One hundred meters. Fifty meters. Ten meters. The two horses are accelerating relative to each other. Less than four seconds. We met again halfway through. Or Yura struck first. Zhang Songling passive defense. Left and right. The air is full of Mars. The sound of weapons clashing is heart-wrenching.

The old marquis, who served as the referee, had stiff eyes. The body is motionless. There's no way to stop the game. Both sides have already killed the real fire. Forcibly give the order at the moment. It will only interfere with Zhang Songling's mind. Push it to a dead end.

No one cheered Zhang Songling up anymore. Warriors of all races unknowingly. All closed their mouths tightly. His eyes were dead on two steel knives flying in the air. Don't miss a moment. Suddenly. A trail of blood splattered onto the ground. And then another string. A roar erupted in the silence. Thunder rolled across the field." Stop it. Stop. You dare to hurt the fat team. We're going to tear you to pieces."

"Stop. Ulla. We allow you to take the international camp away. Stop." The people around shouted loudly. Loud threatened. It doesn't matter if you can keep your promises. Do you have the power to make decisions for the international camp?

The shadow of the war horse suddenly parted. Zhang Songling covered his left shoulder with one hand. His face was full of pain. The padded jacket on the chest of the deputy of the Yula battalion also bloomed. Oozing a large patch of red. The two turned around and glared at each other. Then unconvinced, they swung knives at each other and threatened. Immediately after. The distance between the two horses is getting farther and farther. All the shouting around me was choked back into my throat. Everyone was dumbfounded.

It wasn't just Zhang Songling who was injured. Yura, who has the advantage on the field. The wounds seem to be worse than his. Oh, my God. What the hell is going on. Everyone's brain starts to reverse at high speed. Trying to find the most crucial images from memory. However. The group only found a series of Mars. and the screeching sound of blades colliding.

They didn't wait for them to come back from the shock. The deputy of the Yura battalion has already begun to accelerate for the third time. A pair of triangular eyes. It's full of madness that only comes when the beasts are cornered. Zhang Songling's figure also moved twice as fast as before. The white dragon foal seems to be stimulated by human blood. Finally getting into the groove. Four hooves spread. Like a cold bolt of lightning.

The chest of the deputy of the Yura battalion was dripping with his own blood. Hair is also soaked with sweat. Firmly glued to the door of the brain. He held a Cossack saber in one hand. The other hand is on his chest. The two triangular eyes stared at Zhang Songling. It's as if a beast is staring at its prey. Eighty meters, fifty meters, ten meters. Suddenly. He slammed his hand against his chest forward. Die." With an angry roar. There's something dark. Went straight between Zhang Songling's eyes.

"Shameless."" Cheating." All shouted condemnation. Including Yura's own sworn friends. The horse thieves are ruthless in their hearts. There is no bottom line in doing things. But they can't tolerate this kind of behavior. However, the shouts could not stop the flight of the "hidden weapon". And the two sides are already so close. Zhang Songling only reluctantly reacted at the last moment before the black shadow hit the door in front of him. Tilt your head back quickly. The body also leans back sharply.

Yura's secret weapon flew past the tip of his nose. Falling on the frozen ground behind you. Make a crunch sound. Zhang Songling's center of gravity is completely lost. The entire chest is exposed to the opponent's knife.

Triangle-eyed Yura didn't hesitate to raise her knife and cut down. I'm going to directly open Zhang Songling's intestines." It's over." Xiao Batu and Lao Zheng and others closed their eyes at the same time. The whole body was cold. Right now. Zhang Songling had to lean back and lean into the steel knife in front of the side of the war horse. Suddenly, it slanted back at a speed that the human eye had no time to react. In mid-air, he met Yura's arm that was slashing with all his might.

"Poof." The sound is frighteningly clear. Yula's Cossack saber fell on Zhang Songling's stomach. Cut a long slit in the padded jacket. And then with a small half arm. Falling weakly.

"Ahh The body is wobbly on horseback. Two horses staggered. Zhang Songling straightened up again on horseback. Without hesitation, wave your arms back..

"Poof." Another terrifying sound. In the eyes of the crowd. Yura's head flew high. Trailing a long streak of blood. Roll quickly in mid-air.