Chapter 351: The Invincible Army (8)

Wanyan Wushu is undoubtedly one of the top Jurchen generals.

Although this product is slightly worse than Wanyan Lou's room, it is also a natural power since childhood, and the ape arm is good at shooting.

He has also been on the battlefield since he was a teenager, and although he is only twenty-one years old, he is also a veteran of a hundred battles.

When I heard someone introduce him at the banquet before, I said that this goods once followed Wanyan Xianye (the younger brother of Aguda and Wu Qimai) to attack the Liao army, and Wanyan Wushu only brought a hundred horsemen to meet the five horsemen of the Liao army.

Wanyan Wushu took the initiative to charge first, first shot more than 40 Liao soldiers with arrows, and then took the lead in rushing into the enemy formation, unstoppable, killing eight people alone, capturing five people, and the Liao army surrendered.

It can be seen that this product is not only strong in martial arts, but also fearless in death, and bold as a fight.

Seeing that Lin Chong was riding in the lead, and the two rows of guards in front of him couldn't stop him for even a moment, and he was picked off the horse as soon as he saw him, Wanyan Wushu was also shocked in his heart.

However, even if they are frightened, the newly rising Jurchen knights of this generation are still extremely bloody, and the small soldiers are like this, and the Wanyan Wushu who is the fourth son of Wanyan Agu is even more so.

This Southern Barbarian Lin Chong is so brave, he is by no means an opponent against him, so let's fight with him! Let's all die together!

Even if he was stabbed in the throat by this Lin Chong, he would have to fight for the last martial arts, and he would split his head in half!

"Die!"

In an instant, the two of them had reached a distance of less than two feet and two feet, and Wanyan Wushu let out a loud shout, and his legs slammed the horse's belly, urging the horse to accelerate forward.

At the same time, Wanyan Wushu fiercely raised the long-handled big axe, and like Wanyan Lou's room, he slashed Huashan with one move and slashed at Lin Chong's head.

Wanyan Wushu's legs were also trying their best to clamp the groom at this time, to ensure that even if he was stabbed by a shot, he would not fall, and he could still chop this axe down.

Strike to the death!

In the fierce battle, Lin Chong couldn't help but sneer when he saw this, and after finishing the desperate posture of Yan Wushu, this style of splitting Huashan was fast and powerful, and he had already entered a state of super-level performance of forgetting both things and me.

But when Lin Chong was fighting fiercely, how could he not also devote himself wholeheartedly, he had already fought to the state of selflessness, and his fighting spirit was extremely high, and his whole body was boiling, how could Lin Chong not be more than twice as fast as he was in the usual competition?

Therefore, although the momentum of this Wanyan Wushu was amazing, fast and fierce, in Lin Chong's eyes, it was flawed all over the body, and the speed was far from enough.

After all, although this product is talented, it is not like himself, who has been carefully carved and honed with practice since childhood; It's not like Wanyan Lou is about forty years old, growing up on the battlefield, touching the bypass, and understanding on his own.

Maybe this guy has a good talent, a genius who practices martial arts; Maybe give him another ten years to hone and grow on the battlefield, and he can still fight with himself.

But now, the two are really not opponents in the same level!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Lin Chong had already shot like a dragon, castrated like electricity, and the target was the front hand of Wanyan Wushu who held the big axe.

Wanyan Wushu couldn't help but be shocked, Lin Chong's spear came too fast, his big axe had just slashed down, and the tip of the Zhangba snake spear had already been pierced.

Originally, he had made up his mind to die, and he would be shot in the throat or in the face, and he would also split Lin Chong's head in half with an axe.

But now Lin Chong's target is not his own throat, but his left hand holding the axe, if he is stabbed, his left hand will inevitably be useless, and then he only needs to flick it lightly, he is bound to win, and this killing move of a desperate blow will be broken by him.

Wanyan Wushu didn't have time to think about it, so he suddenly let go of his left hand, narrowly avoiding Lin Chong's spear tip, and then Wanyan Wushu felt an unstoppable force coming from the axe shaft in his right hand (back hand).

It turns out that the grip of the long weapon in the army has always been one hand in front, one hand in the back, one hand palm up, one hand palm down, two hands facing each other, also known as yin and yang.

In this way, the advantage of the grip can effectively form a torque, and at the same time, it is the most firmly gripped, and it is not easy to get rid of the hand.

After Yan Wushu's left hand was released, the grip of the yin and yang handle was suddenly broken, how could he resist the strong force from Lin Chong's gun with his right hand and one hand? Suddenly, the direction of the big axe's chopping was tilted to one side.

Lin Chong's spear did not stop, after removing the big axe, the Zhangba snake spear turned into a split, and it was extremely swift and slapped heavily on the shoulder of Wanyan Wushu, and he heard a click, even if it was separated by heavy armor and shoulder guards, the shoulder bone of this product was also broken by Lin Chong.

"Wow~~"

Wanyan Wushu killed pigs and screamed as if the first syllable had just been issued, and Lin Chong had already ridden his horse and made a mistake with Wanyan Wushu.

Lin Chong held the Zhangba Snake Spear with one hand, and I just swung it, and then the necks of the two Jurchen armorers who wanted to grab into the inner circle on the periphery were broken and discounted; At the same time, Lin Chong's left hand reached out like lightning, and he had already grabbed the belt around Yan Wushu's waist, and pulled it with one hand, and kicked him hard at the same time.

The force of pulling and kicking, coupled with the speed bonus of the two horses staggering past, even though Wanyan Wushu was not light in weight and wore a fifty-pound iron armor, he was still pulled by Lin Chong's left hand with one hand and slammed on the iron lintel in front of the saddle.

When he was captured alive, Wanyan Wushu still wanted to struggle to escape, Lin Chong immediately slammed another palm knife on the back of the head of the goods, and immediately knocked him unconscious, and was honestly carried by Lin Chong on the saddle.

In an instant, Lin Chong had already captured Yan Wu alive!

All around him, all the guards who had completed the Yan Wushu looked at all this incredulously, and then roared angrily to fight Lin Chong.

You must know that the Jurchen military law is extremely fierce, if you watch your master being captured by Lin Chong, one of them will be beheaded and martyred.

Instead of going back and being beheaded, the family property will be confiscated, and the family will be punished as slaves; It's better to die on the battlefield, at least the family can have a better life!

But are they desperate? How could Lin Chong be afraid of them? Suddenly, Lin Chong also roared angrily, and his fighting intent boiled more and more, and a Zhangba snake spear flew up and down in the Jurchen array like thunder and lightning, and thousands of pear blossoms danced in an instant.

When the shadow of the gun flickered, there was a splash of blood in all directions, and the most elite of these Jurchen people were all Jurchen guards, and they still killed Lin Chong, screaming again and again.

At this moment, behind Lin Chong, Yuan Lang, Yu Tai, and Li Tianxi finally followed, crashing headlong into the already chaotic Jurchen riding formation.

And Li Cheng, Pang Wanchun, and the twenty-five Lin Chong's personal guards led by Bai Qin kept splashing arrows outside the formation.

As the three-stone step bow continued to shift between the full moon and the waning moon, the three-stone six-bucket divine arm bow continued to swallow crossbow arrows, and a heavily armored Jurchen armored rider fell from his horse like a dumpling.