The drums of war rang out like thunder.

Lao Luo and Cheng Shouru began to face each other within a distance of 500 meters, and there were spectators on both sides, and no one shouted at this moment, just like the military formations on both sides of the ancient battlefield when they were fighting.

Adjusting his eyes covered by the black veil, Lao Luo changed the long knife to a suitable holding position, clamped his legs between the sides of the black cloud, gently knocked the horse's belly with his heels, and bowed forward, shouting in his mouth, and the black cloud began to beat the ground like a tank and the war drums.

Cheng Shouru on the opposite side of Lao Luo's body at the same time, pulling the reins with one hand and holding the horse lance with the other, began a rapid charge, that's right, fast, the acceleration ability of the Akhal-Tekin horse is very good, completely different from the dignified black cloud, but a kind of fluttering like gliding that looks very light.

The audience on both sides saw very clearly that if two different horses were compared to weapons, the black black cloud was like a heavy thunder hammer, flying sand and rocks at every turn, and the brown-red red jade was like a steppe scimitar, like a rapidly fluttering cloud, without traces.

Horse warfare is dangerous and full of uncertainty, and no one knows whether the hammer will smash the edge of the scimitar or the scimitar will cut off the grip of the thunderhammer. Although she knew that the two of them were just competing, Li Ji was still full of worry, and her palms were full of sweat.

The time for a face-to-face charge is actually very short. Lao Luo only felt that in just an instant, the black cloud rushed through a third of the distance, and Cheng Shouru on the opposite side had already arrived in front of him, it seemed that the speed of the Altejin horse was indeed very good.

Lao Luo didn't wield the long knife, but just pushed forward with both hands of the knife, this is the most common and convenient posture for cavalry charge, he doesn't need too many movements, with his reaction speed, it is enough to strike before and after the opponent makes a move.

Cheng Shouru didn't do too many moves, because between the two horses of the hedge, the relative speed is too fast, and doing too many moves will only expose himself too many flaws, and this is not a life-and-death fight after all, there is no need to be too tricky, so seeing Lao Luo's long knife swinging sideways, he just changed hands with the horse lance, holding the lance in one hand, trying to sweep with speed, if Lao Luo is not careful, he will definitely be swept off the horse, although it will not be fatal, but it will definitely fall into disgrace.

Lao Luo understood the other party's tricks the moment Cheng Shouru changed hands like a horse lance, not bad, this Cheng Shouru is a guy who knows how to score inches, but he didn't give it for nothing, although it was not good to do too much, but it couldn't make the other party feel better. He just clamped his legs around the horse's body, raised his horizontal knife, and directly met the opponent's lance.

The sound of "boom", mixed with the sound of horses' hooves, was not even noticeable, Lao Luo's posture did not change, and the other party staggered, but Cheng Shouru secretly complained, he felt that his tiger's mouth was about to crack, the horse lance was almost knocked out, he felt that the other party was like a huge rock, but he was trying to pry it with chopsticks, this kind of hard feeling was too terrible.

The two horses staggered in an instant, and the two sides invariably slowed down, Cheng Shouru's red jade reacted sensitively, and Cheng Shouru took the reins and turned back quickly. Lao Luo's black cloud inertia was too great, and because of too little training, he ran out thirty meters before turning.

But this is nothing, no matter how fast the knife is wielded, it is useless to not be able to cut the opponent, so Cheng Shouru, who faced Lao Luo, faced this problem. The opponent's horse is too high, and the length of the weapon is not weaker than his own, and the reaction is fast, he tried to pick Lao Luo off the horse several times, but Lao Luo waved a long knife and put it over, every time the blade is handed over, it always makes Cheng Shouru's tiger mouth tight, but fortunately, the ancestral lance is very elastic and can be well unloaded, otherwise he would have been unable to grasp the weapon for a long time.

Lao Luo is not very good, he is experiencing the changes in horse warfare at this time, and at the same time experimenting with the idea of dealing with spear stabbing weapons, the opponent Cheng Shouru's long lance is like a poisonous snake that keeps tempting, always appearing in an unexpected range, this is the first time he has encountered such an opponent. Of course, it's not that Lao Luo can't defeat, it's just that it's really difficult to defeat without hurting the other party's life.

Heiyun, the big guy, was a little cautious, just now he saw his master approaching the little red cub (red jade), it was very unhappy, and now the opportunity finally came, it began to keep trying to get closer to the other party, and if it couldn't step on it, it would take a bite.

Cheng Shouru is in big trouble, Luo is tall and has long arms, so he can't deal with it, and his horse is also bullying people with big white teeth, no, bullying horses, if you don't hurry up, if you're not careful, Hongyu will bite Lao Luo's horse.

couldn't keep his hand, Cheng Shouru's horse lance stabbed at Lao Luo's thigh. If the stab is accurate this time, then pick it again, and Lao Luo will definitely fall off the horse.

Lao Luo's perception is so keen, it must be too late to return the knife to meet the fight, so he simply withdraws the knife and uses the handle of the knife to deal with it. With a "poof", the lance was swung up again, Cheng Shouru couldn't hold it back, Lao Luo instantly held the long knife back, turned it to his left hand, and took advantage of the speed of the black cloud to rotate, holding the long knife with one hand, and the blade was slapped directly at Cheng Shouru's back.

The sound of "bang" sounded, Cheng Shouru felt that his internal organs were trembling violently, a stream of hot air gushed out from his chest and abdomen, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Fortunately, his mount Hongyu reacted sensitively, and felt that the owner on the back was wrong, and with a sudden brake, the front legs were raised and stopped, and Cheng Shouru did not plant out from the front of the horse.

Akhal-Tejin Horse Hongyu is indeed a good war horse, slowly stopped, Cheng Shouru could no longer sit on the horse's back, let go, and staggered down from above.

Watching the lively people all around, cheers and drumming loudly rang out.

When Lao Luo's long knife was shot, he knew that the competition was over, so he quickly retracted his strength, returned the knife, stopped the black cloud, and then looked at Cheng Shouru only to find that the opponent seemed to be in poor condition.

Quickly hung the long knife on the victory hook, turned over and got off the back of the black cloud.

"Brother Cheng, how is it? Brother Cheng's horse lance is really good, and the younger brother can't contain his strength. "In any case, the two sides are not enemies, and it is not interesting to make trouble for no reason.

"It's okay, it's nothing, it should be a little vibrating in the viscera." Cheng Shouru breathed a few breaths, and finally stood up straight, it should be nothing if he went back to raise for a month, if he forcibly suppressed that mouthful of blood just now, maybe he would be in big trouble, and it would be evil to accumulate in his body. He also knew that the other party had left his hand, otherwise he would definitely be photographed off the horse just now, but fortunately, he and Hongyu cooperated a lot, and stopped in time to avoid making a fool of himself on the spot.

"That's good, Luo knows a few recipes for nourishing the viscera, I'll ask someone to copy it for you to try when I go back." This opponent is good, pure martial arts style, winning or losing is winning or losing, there is no other thought, knowing that Lao Cheng is fine, he no longer cares. Lao Luo led the black cloud, talking in his mouth, but his eyes were staring at the other party's mount, Hongyu.

"It's okay, thank you, brother." Cheng Shouru was also a little crying and laughing when he saw Lao Luo's expression, "I said, can you stop staring at my red jade all the time?" I almost got bitten by that big dick of yours a few times just now! ”

"Hey, hey." Lao Luo smiled embarrassedly, he likes each **, Heiyun is a heavy riding type, and Akhal-Tejin horses are speed types, but unfortunately Cheng Shouru's choice of tactics is wrong, and the archers are the best use of this type of horse. He waved his hand and couldn't hold back the black clouds surging forward, this guy was still trying to bite Cheng Shouru's red jade.

Li Xuan came over with a few people on horseback, so naturally someone went to pick up Cheng Shouru's lost horse lance.

"How? Lao Cheng, are you okay? Li Xuan, who stepped forward to inquire, got closer and saw some blood stains on Cheng Shouru's front armor.

"It's nothing, I was slapped by Luo's big man's long knife." Lao Cheng's face was a little pale, and the expression on his face was a little confused, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "I will never compete with Luo Dazi in the future, this guy is like a stone, he can't pick it up, he can't stab it, and when he takes out his bow and arrow, he can't dodge it, mother, it's too bullying." ”

"According to Siniang, those white-skinned guys in his camp have to fight several times every day, and more than ten or twenty guys can't trap him, so don't compare with normal people like us." Li Xuan said to Lao Cheng half-comfortingly.

"I think that Gonzas and the black guy Naga are enough for me to deal with, and the guy who is bigger and taller than Luo can only parry with a long weapon." Lao Cheng is not self-deprecating, he is realistic, judging from the size and weapons, he has no confidence in the two he said, and the other guy named Stan is like a giant, and it is estimated that it is even more difficult to deal with it at close range.

"Luo Jia Saburo's subordinates are indeed fierce enough, and it is said that they are all guys who have been messing around in the killing field for many years." As the chief steward, Li Xuan naturally has the means to understand a variety of information.

"Brother Xuan is right, those guys look full of blood." Cheng Shouru took the horse lance handed over by the soldier next to him, looked at the traces of the collision on it with some distress, and dealt with it casually.

"Well, is the second game still better?" Li Xuan turned his head and glanced at Lao Luo, who had returned to the crowd from afar, and then asked Cheng Shouru.

"Than! Why not? Cheng Shouru's voice was invisibly higher, "I won't play, and Luo Da is not allowed to play, there are 100 people on each side, and all the captains under me will be present." My old Cheng vomited blood, and those bastards don't want to hide from each other, they have to give me an experience. ”

"Ah......" Li Xuan was a little speechless.

Cheng Shouru didn't pay attention to him, and muttered alone, "Let these bastards make noise to me, I should ask Luo's big man's subordinates to chisel their noses and faces to be swollen......"