He Chen directly ignored Yuan Shao's eyes, and was very happy in his heart, a thousand war horses are estimated to be in hand, haha, Lao Tzu is to learn from Liu Bei to borrow Jingzhou, and there is no return for the loan. If you Yuan Shao want to calculate this general, you must have the consciousness of being cut meat. As for the military order, He Chen doesn't care at all, Lao Tzu now has so many martial arts skills, and there are masters such as Huang Zhong, if this can't kill Hua Xiong, then it's still a fart. Take 10,000 steps back, even if you really slip away for Huaxiong, Lao Tzu is thick-skinned, at most he will lose some prestige, and then run away softly, you Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu have the ability, so you will lead the troops to fight Nanyang, and my brother is worried about what excuse to start a fight.

"Pen and ink waiting." He Chen shouted and said majestically.

Soon a guard presented the four treasures of the study.

He Chen picked up the brush extremely chicly, then skillfully dipped it in ink, wrote down the numbers on the case, and then threw away the heroic pen, hugged his fists and said: "In this way, the general will retire first and go back to prepare." When will the alliance leader's war horse arrive, and when will he lead the troops into battle. With that, he turned around and strode away.

After the princes looked at He Chen's tall and burly back and gradually left, the voices of angry scolding, disdain, and counting down sounded everywhere.

"Hahaha, what else does He Chen have the ability to do in a certain way, such a document is like an ant sweeping the floor, a mouse crossing the street, and daring to take it out to offer ugliness, it's really ridiculous and generous."

A prince wrote a military order, and saw a string of words on it: "If a thousand war horses arrive, they will lead the troops to behead Huaxiong." Nanyang is too guarded by He Chen". It's so ugly that it's almost hard to tell.

"Hahaha, rude people dare to show off their writings."

"This word is a wonder in the world, even a three-year-old child will never be able to write it."

"Hahaha......"

All the princes found an outlet at once, and all kinds of numbers came one after another.

Early in the morning of the second day, Yuan Shao sent someone to send a thousand war horses, but most of these war horses were old, weak, sick and thin, and there were really not many who were really fierce and handsome. Xiao is like this, He Chen is also very satisfied, since Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, he has unscrupulously plundered everywhere, a large number of people have been lost, resulting in material blockage; However, Hebei is far away, and the troops are in chaos, even if a powerful silver bullet offensive is used, it is extremely difficult to obtain a large number of horses. In this case, the war horse that Yuan Shao extorted here is simply a carbon in the snow. Even if these war horses can't go to the front line for a while, He Chen can also bring them back to Wancheng as war horses for training and so on.

Yesterday, Hua Xiong led the troops to insult the pass for a whole day, and no one dared to fight anymore, and Hua Xiong's arrogance and morale were bursting, and he went out of the pass early this morning to fight.

Yuan Shao had already sent people to destroy the horses three times in a row, and He Chen only then ordered a thousand soldiers, rode half of the war horses, deliberately mutilated the armor they were dressed in, the weapons were incomplete, and the queue was disrupted, and the formation was chaotic, so he slowly left the camp.

It took two hours of effort for He Chenjun to leave the joint camp Dazhai and rush to the front line.

Hearing that He Chen's army finally dispatched to kill the Tiger Prison Pass, Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu and other princes led their troops out of the camp with ghosts.

This look made them cry and laugh.

The princes were very disdainful in their hearts, such a soldier dared to call it elite, it was the world's funny, didn't this clearly send him to death? Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu were secretly happy in their hearts, the former sighed in his heart, and it was expected that with He Chenjun's current momentum, he would definitely not be Huaxiong's opponent, if he died in battle before the battle, it would be better if he was lucky enough to escape first, he would take the blame and then recover a thousand war horses; The latter's ambition is even more inflated, if Wanchengdu is such a soldier, then it is not a matter of every second that the city changes hands between gestures. This guy even thought about whether to send someone to send a letter to Qiao Rui and Zhang Xun immediately, so that they could immediately start attacking Wancheng.

But there were still many wise men among them, including Cao Ying, Han Fu, and others, who saw that this was deliberately done by He Chen to confuse the enemy army, and they were secretly surprised in their hearts.

It is said that He Chen led the troops to the pass, Huang Zhong, Xu Huang, Zhang Liao, Huang Diewu and other generals lined up, and then the soldiers stood in the corner, and there were princes and allied forces a mile away to press the formation.

The cannons rang out in unison, and the golden drum had three links.

Under the pass, an enemy general led 500 cavalry galloped out, the iron cavalry rolling, and the flag fluttering. After an arrow, the cavalry stopped in unison, moving in unison, as quiet as a virgin, apparently well-trained. The leader shouted loudly: "I am the general Huaxiong, which way are you the princes?" Hua Xiong looked like a martial artist, with a face full of meat, a dense beard, a leopard's head and eyes, and a large armor, standing out from the crowd.

"This is Nanyang He Taishou is also, today I see the power of our army, and I don't quickly dismount and surrender." A soldier immediately shouted.

"Hahaha, could it be that the princes of the Eighteenth Route have no soldiers available?" Hua Xiong saw that the soldiers on the Wancheng side were loose and the formation was dragging, so he couldn't help but feel contempt and sneered loudly.

"Hugh is arrogant, next year's today will be your taboo."

"Less of a tongue, I have heard for a long time that He Chen is a tiger general in the world, can you dare to fight in front of the battle?" Hua Xiong shouted angrily.

He Chen ignored Hua Xiong's provocation, turned his head and smiled at Huang Zhonglang: "Han Sheng, after the war today, you will definitely be famous all over the world, and from now on, who still feels that I am a strong general in Nanyang." ”

Huang Zhong didn't look at the high-flying Huaxiong, but respectfully said to He Chen: "Such a villain is not enough to worry about, so I will take this person's head and dedicate it to the lord today." ”

"Today, Han Sheng is going to fight, Ben Taishou personally cheers for you, be sure to fight quickly, let those scheming villains behind them eat Coptis chinensis, and they can't say anything about their suffering." He Chen said that behind him, he laughed arrogantly.

"Thank you, Lord." Huang Zhong said excitedly. After saying this, he urged the horse to come out and said sharply: "Huaxiong, if you want to fight my lord, you are not qualified yet." Huangkou children don't want to sit in the well and watch the sky, now Huang Zhong will let you know what is outside the people, and there is a sky outside the sky. ”

Hua Xiong smiled angrily: "No one dares to count the generals and look for death." ”

Huang Zhongchang said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under your hands." ”

Hua Xiong snorted coldly, stretched out his crimson tongue and licked his somewhat dry lips, and said with a hideous smile on his face: "You are so anxious to find death, and General Ben will fulfill you." ”

The two stopped the verbal dispute at the same time, rode their horses and galloped, and the distance was quickly closer.

On the February day of Tiger Prison, although the sun was high, the cold wind was still biting, and He Chen saw that the two of them were immediately close to each other, so he did not hesitate to take off his armor, revealing his strong muscles, took the drum from the soldier's hand, and personally beat the drum to help boost morale.

"Knock, knock, knock......" The passionate and rhythmic sound of the golden drum sounded, and all the soldiers who saw He Chen going into battle shirtless were inexplicably mobilized, and then listening to the passionate drums, all of them were full of blood, thunderous cheers, and cheers resounded all over the tiger prison.

Huang Zhong in the hand of the pear blossom cirrus cloud knife, the knife is one zhang long, weighs 36 catties, it is said that it is smelted by fine iron, by a generation of casting master Ou Yezi disciples thousands of times folding and beating, all kinds of furnace quenching, and finally formed a famous weapon. After this knife is baked, the iron is sharpened like clay, and there is no blood in the killing, and it is a first-class treasure knife in the world.

And the weapon in Hua Xiong's hand is also extraordinary, the horse lance is a heavy weapon, the handle is nearly four meters long, all are wrapped by iron sheets, weighing about 20 catties, the two ends of the lance are similar to short swords, can be cut and sharpened, and the arm strength of people who can generally use this weapon is very good.

Hua Xiong held the lance in both hands and stabbed it quickly.

Huang Zhong held the knife in one hand and swept away.

"When" a deafening sound of weapons handing over resounded through the heavens and the earth, and then sparks shot out.

Hua Xiong only felt that his arm was numb, and the lance almost flew away, and his heart was extremely shocked. Immediately retracted his contempt for pride, corrected his attitude, and no longer dared to underestimate Huang Zhong. Riding the horse back, he used all his strength, and a lance stabbed straight in, as fast as lightning, like thunder.

Huang Zhong tried to find out that the opponent's arm strength was not as good as his own, where would he have scruples, the cirrus knife became wide open and closed, and swept sideways, forcing Hua Xiong to hit hard.

"When" made another loud bang to the sky, and Huaxiong's horse lance was once again swung open, and the middle door was wide open. Huang Zhong, who is domineering and ruthless in his sword skills and is good at grasping the fighter, would miss such a good opportunity, after breaking the defense with one sword, he immediately followed up with the killing moves like the waves of the sea, endlessly, without giving Hua Xiong a little respite and adjustment. For a while, the cirrus knife was like a rainstorm pear blossom, and the sky was full of silver glittering knife curtains, enclosing Huaxiong in layers of shadows, and like flying frost in June, light and white were better than snow, and the knife wind was flying vigorously.

Hua Xiong has been on the battlefield for a long time, and has killed countless people before the battle, he can be described as experienced and experienced, and he has already practiced bear heart and tiger courage, knowing that his arm strength is slightly invincible, he still tries to protect the middle door, draw the opportunity to counterattack, and fight Huang Zhong without falling behind.

The two of them fought against each other, you came and went, it was not exciting, the soldiers who helped were thrilling to watch, and from time to time burst out into applause, which tickled the hearts of the princes a mile away.

"Report, He Chen is a general, and now it is inseparable from Hua Xiong's killing."

"What is the name of this general, and it can be inseparable from Huaxiong?" When the princes got the news, they were all shocked.

"Nai Nanyang Huang Zhong is also, and now he is the head of any morning."

If it was He Chen who went into battle in person, it would be fine, after all, this person was famous and brave. But it was a nobody under him, and he could still compete with Hua Xiong, who was a headache and feared by the whole princes, what kind of skills did He Chen have, and there was such a tiger general under his command to help? The princes were at a loss. Yuan Shu is better, but he secretly scolded Hua Xiong for having a false name, but Yuan Shao's depressed intestines are blue, no wonder He Chen dared to make a military order, and he thought that he would have a way to deal with it.

"Knock knock knock ......" The distant war drums are becoming more and more dense and frequent. The sound of the drum is like the big knife in Huang Zhong's hand, one move is better than one move, and one move is faster than another.

Huaxiong attacked and defended each other from the beginning, and now gradually fell behind, and then became only defensive and not offensive. It's not that he doesn't want to attack, but he has been suppressed by Huang Zhong, and he can't attack if he wants to. Sweat kept pouring out of his forehead, and he didn't know if it was because of the use of detachment, or because he was frightened by the knife and knife killing.

On the other hand, Huang Zhong became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his sword skills became more and more fierce, coming and going without a trace, like an antelope hanging on his horns, showing the demeanor of a grandmaster.