Between the lightning and the fire, the two horses have been able to meet each other, the big iron gun in Zhuge Jun's hand and the big iron halberd in Yangwu's hand collided fiercely in the air, and suddenly there was an agitated clang, and then the two horses staggered, Zhuge Jun straddled the figure on the horse's back and did not move, but Yangwu's majestic body shook obviously, almost slipping off the horse's back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the eyes of the soldiers of the two armies of Xuzhou Yuan Shu, in this first round of confrontation, Zhuge had the upper hand.

Suddenly, the soldiers of the Xuzhou army cheered like a tsunami again, while the Yuan army became more and more demoralized.

Yang Wu galloped out a hundred and ten paces away, and then slowly reined in the horse and turned back, and when he raised the halberd to Xiang Zhuang, his eyes finally revealed a rare solemnity.

On the other side, Zhuge Jun's heart was even more awe-inspiring!

He seemed to have the upper hand in the collision just now, but in fact, when the weapons intersected, the wild power reversed back, Zhuge Jun almost got off the big iron spear, until now, he still felt that his arms were sore, and his mouth was numb, obviously, Yangwu's strength was much stronger than him, if it wasn't for the help of the stirrups, Zhuge Jun was only afraid that he had fallen from his horse and lost! This horse pedal was quietly made by Zhuge Jun to the blacksmith, and now Zhuge Jun also admires his foresight a little.

Today, even if his martial strength is far superior to him, today is undoubtedly defeated!

Because Zhuge Jun has stirrups, people and horses are one, ten percent of the force can be exerted to twelve, but Yang Wu can only rely on his legs to clamp the horse's belly, there is no root under his feet, ten percent of the force can only play sixty percent, one eliminates the other's strengths, and the superior makes a judgment, unless Yang Wu can cut Zhuge Jun off the horse in the first round, otherwise, he has already lost this heads-up today!

"Hah!" Zhuge Jun once again urged the big dark horse to face Yangwu, how could Yangwu show weakness?

The two fought for more than eighty rounds, and Yang Wu finally ran out of strength.

Zhuge Jun became more and more courageous the more he fought, and urged the horse to kill back again, and then roared violently, and the big black spear weighing more than eighty pounds in his hand had already swept towards Yangwu with a piercing sound of breaking the air.

Yang Wu's physical strength was overdrawn, and he couldn't lift his strength, so he had to parry with a halberd, only to hear the sound of "bang", and Yang Wu's strong body had already flown backwards from the horse.

Suddenly, the Xuzhou army cheered with sky-high prices.

On the other hand, Yuan Jun showed fear on his face, and his morale fell to the bottom.

However, Yang Wu is Yang Wu after all, although he fell off the horse, he was not afraid, holding a short sword and wanting to fight the trapped beast, however, Zhuge Jun could not give him any chance at all, with the huge inertia of the war horse charge, Zhuge Jun was a shot obliquely, right on Yang Wu's breastplate, Yang Wu's breastplate was shattered, and his body weighing more than two hundred and fifty pounds also flew up like a kite.

After flying dozens of steps away, Yang Wu's body fell heavily to the ground, but now he was fatally injured!

The front of the two armies suddenly became as silent as death, whether it was the officers and soldiers of the Xuzhou Army who were extremely excited, or the soldiers of the Yuan Army whose morale was low to the freezing point, all of them opened their eyes wide at this moment, and they all held their breath, and on the entire battlefield, only the heavy snoring of the big black horse and the dull sound of the horse's hooves could be heard clearly.

Yang Wu's body twitched twice, then struggled to sit up.

Zhuge Jun slowly turned the horse's head around behind Yang Wu, then turned over and dismounted, holding a gun in his left hand, holding a knife in his right hand, and placing the blades of the knife and gun on Yang Wu's left and right necks, and then turned back suddenly, his extremely bloodthirsty eyes had locked the opposite Yuan army, and the Yuan army suddenly sounded a sound of inhalation, but the 10,000 Xuzhou troops were furious, and they roared so loudly that their throats were almost hoarse.

The battlefield is like iron, and the remnant sun is like blood!

Yang Wu sat silently on his knees, silently looking at the silent Yuan army formation in front of him, and his heart was gloomy.

Sen Leng's chill was constantly penetrating his skin from his neck, it was Zhuge Jun's knife and gun, the blade of the knife had locked his neck, Zhuge Jun only needed to exert a slight force, and the blade of the knife could cut his head to the ground, and then blood stained the battlefield.

Is this going to die? Yang Wu's heart was at a loss.

As early as when he led the troops, Yang Wu thought that sooner or later, one day, he would die on the battlefield, he just didn't expect that four years ago he fought with Sun Jian, he Yang Wu did not die, six years ago besieged Lu Bu, he Yang Wu did not die, today he fought with a little minions, but he was going to die.

Raising his head with some difficulty, Yang Wu saw a young face, it was Zhuge Jun.

Looking from the bottom up, Zhuge Jun's face looks well-defined, a little hideous, and a little charming.

Defeated by Zhuge Jun, Yang Wu was really unwilling!

At this moment, Yang Wu wanted to stand up, he no longer had the luxury of defeating Zhuge Jun, he only wanted to be able to stand and die, instead of being beheaded on his knees!

It's a pity that the legs that used to be strong and powerful are now like being filled with lead, and they can't move at all, and the arms that used to be able to carry a thousand catties of boulders are now also soft and weak, and they can't even lift a finger at all, Yang Wu wants to roar, but what he spits into his mouth is just a faint sigh.

The next moment, Yang Wu felt his body suddenly lighten, and immediately the whole person floated up.

It was only soon that Yang Wu was extremely sad to find that it was only his head that floated up, but his body was still sitting upright on the battlefield, and at the broken neck, the red blood was splashing and flying in all directions, like a blooming blood flower, and then, the endless darkness sinked in, completely devouring his consciousness.

Zhuge Jun held a large milling spear in his hand, and the blade of the gun locked Yang Wu's neck.

The strong chest rises and falls sharply because of the continuous vicious fighting, and the sharp eyes are particularly hideous because of the cruel killing, Zhuge Junsi has completed the mutation and changed from a modern writer to an ancient general!

What about Yang Wu? What about Sun Jian?

What about Cao Cao?

I want to shoot immediately, ask the world, who dares to compete!?

The next moment, Zhuge Jun's hands were just slightly twisted, and Yang Wu's head was already thrown high.

Letting the splash of human blood spray on his face, Zhuge Jun suddenly took two steps forward, and then opened his big mouth full of blood to face Yuan Jun is roar in front of him, Yuan Jun was suddenly frightened, and many timid soldiers retreated again and again, as if there was a substantial sound wave driving them backwards.

Zhuge Jun raised the big iron gun and led it forward, and the 10,000 Xuzhou army suddenly rushed over like a flood that broke the embankment, rushing towards the Cao army on the opposite side, the emotions of the 10,000 Xuzhou army had already been instigated by Zhuge Jun's brave performance and was about to explode, and now, they are a group of wild wolves, a group of howling wild wolves, ferocious and bloodthirsty wild wolves!

Zhuge Jun immediately turned on his horse, rode first, and entered the Yuan army's array.

"Kill!" Liang Xi, Huo Du and other generals walked like flying, following Zhuge Jun to the death.

"Kill!" Zhou Cang, Zhao Yun (not the Zhao Yun Zhao Zilong in history), Li Damu roared in the sky, refusing to lag behind half a step, and the five hundred soldiers led by him were like tigers entering the flock, unstoppable, the iron armor of the Qiang army, which was indestructible in the past, was like an ice block of fire, which melted and disintegrated in an instant, and in less than a moment, the Yuan army was defeated like a mountain.

"Kill!" Zhuge Jun shouted violently, and Yuan Jiang, a member, was suddenly provoked into the air.

Father, you can rest assured, from today onwards, this Danyang Army already has a new backbone!

As long as I Zhuge is here, this Danyang army is a Zheng Zheng iron army that cannot be dragged down or defeated!

Before Yuan Jiang landed, more than a dozen personal soldiers had already swarmed in, and the tips of more than a dozen cold halberds pierced into Yuan Jiang's chest and abdomen almost at the same time, and Yuan Jiang was poked into a blood sieve in an instant.