I saw that the young man's mount was tall and long, white as snow, red as a flame, and the red and white were very eye-catching. In fact, Zhao Yun killed countless enemies, and the horse's body was splashed with blood, and he couldn't see his original face.

Staring at Zhao Yun's divine horse's mount, Su Li suddenly shot out two rays of essence, what was that? Sully's eyes widened, and he saw the stirrups, and the Takahashi saddle. The handsome eyes of the Hu people were attracted by the bizarre accessories.

Defeated several times at the hands of Han soldiers, it triggered Su Li's reflection. I have to admit that the Taiping people are cunning and the enemy's tricks are the key to repeated defeats. It's just that you don't know as good as others, how can people also be Han people with a long culture, this can't be compared!

Resourcefulness is not the strength of the Xianbei people, but courage is the foundation of the rise of this arrogant nation. However, the attack power of the Xianbei Hussars in melee combat was completely suppressed, and the Han people had to bow down to them, and they could win against the trend, which must be strange.

What magic weapon do the Han people have to win? On this subject, Sully asked people who had experienced previous battles. But these deserters only care about their lives, how can they still be in the mood to observe the enemy's war horses? Besides, they are simple-minded and have never thought of this layer.

Having found nothing, Sully still did not give up, and he racked his brains and vowed to investigate the mystery thoroughly. At the moment of confrontation with Zhao Yun, this idea suddenly emerged, Su Li stared at the stirrup, and he suddenly had a sense of sudden realization!

The saddle can be made like this! And that pedal iron, what does it do? Isn't that to help riders improve their riding skills? No wonder the Han people can use long weapons, it turns out that they rely on these strange plays! Su Li relieved his doubts, he was ecstatic in his heart, and when this battle came down, he would also try it according to the cat and the tiger, and try it with equipment, if there is any magic use, then the Han people will stop thinking about it again!

"Little doll, what's your name?" Since that time I met Li Yi, the communication between the two was not smooth, and Su Li felt a lot of inconvenience, he practiced Chinese intentionally or unintentionally, and made rapid progress in more than half a year.

"I'm Changshan Zhao Yun! Who are you? Finding that Su Li's eyes were shining, Zhao Yun muttered to himself in his heart, this person wanted to fight or not, and hesitated, I don't know why.

"I'm the handsome Suli!"

No wonder the heroic spirit is exposed, and the appearance is not bad! It turned out that he was Suli. Zhao Yun was slightly stunned, Su Li is a handsome Xianbei, he must have extraordinary ability, it is not easy to win him, what should I do? Zhao Yun's mind flashed.

The war is tight, and Sully is anxious to fight quickly and kill the doll here. Su Li made up his mind, and with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he showed that he was determined to win, and urged the horse and the sword to sweep over like the wind.

Feeling that Su Li was murderous, Zhao Yun's face changed, and he dodged in a panic, and he could dodge the attack, but the embarrassment was unobstructed.

The little doll is young and weak, but he is lucky, and because his subordinates are all waste, it makes him mighty! But if you bump into me, you'll throw your life here!

Su Li was secretly happy in his heart, his tense nerves relaxed, and he stepped up his strength on his wrist, the steel knife suddenly struck, and then turned lightly, and the sharp blade, under the urging of the strong wrist force, took Zhao Yun's neck with lightning speed.

Yes! Zhao Yun exclaimed, shrunk his head and panicked, but after all, he avoided the enemy's killing move.

Hum! Su Li snorted coldly, and by mistake, luck was still on the side of the doll. Su Li muttered in his heart, but his hand quickly changed the moves, strange moves were frequent, endless, and in an instant, several wonderful knife techniques, like a surging river, swept towards Zhao Yun's vital points, each move was very powerful, forcing Zhao Yun to be embarrassed.

The embarrassment was fully revealed, but that's all, the crisis was resolved by Zhao Yun one by one.

Every time Zhao Yun dodged a move, Su Li's heart became a little restless, a child cub, he can struggle! Why is every move so much and a half? How is this going on? Could it be that this kid is possessed by a god? Otherwise, luck won't always patronize him Zhao Yun?

Zhao Yun was panicked on the surface, but his heart was as calm as water. Fighting with Hou Zhen made Zhao Yun understand a truth, and he outwitted when he was strong. Let Su Li lose his guard, take advantage of his negligence, and give him a fatal blow, this is Zhao Yun's strategy.

Seeing that Su Li's impetuous mood is unobstructed, and all the ruthless moves have been used up, there are no new tricks, it's the turn of the young master to show his might! Zhao Yun's heart blossomed, he saw the opportunity, taking advantage of Su Li's one move to attack, and when the latter move was weak, two fine lights suddenly shot out of his eyes, and the big gun move suddenly changed, from defense to offense, only in an instant.

A blood-condensing silver dragon, emitting a forest of gloom, trembling spear heads, transformed into several blood-red snake letters, and swept through Su Li's chest and abdomen like a violent wind.

Yes! Zhao Yun was obviously suppressed, how could he have a chance to attack? And it's a one-hit kill! Su Li was taken aback, the situation was urgent, he didn't have time to think about it, and slashed the big gun with his knife indiscriminately.

The body is not lost, the sixteen-year-old Zhao Yun, his body is still thin, his eyebrows are slightly frowned, his hands are strong, and the silver dragon is like a spirit, and it slides away lightly. Avoiding the trajectory of the steel knife, Zhao Yun's spear quickly probed forward and went straight to Su Li's throat.

The frightened young handsome man has no time to calm down his beating heart, so he has to deal with the crisis again. Just now, it was still left and right, but now it seems to be a different person, forcing himself to run for his life, this doll is really hidden! His kung fu is not below him, he is careless!

The tip of the spear was close to his neck, and Su Li's head and face were covered with cold sweat, and his heart was tightening. Lost to Suli is a battle-hardened general, he is well-informed, and he rolls out of the pile of dead. At the critical juncture, Zhao Yun's big gun did not stab Su Li's vital point, but it rubbed against his scalp, and the sharp tip of the spear rubbed off a wisp of Xianbei people's black hair, and there was still a little flesh and skin. Thanks to the fact that Hu Ren is long-haired shawl, if he learns from the Han people to tie his hair, he will be picked by Zhao Yun with all his might, and I don't know how many times it will be miserable.

Two lines of blood flowed on his head and face, and the pain was heart-wrenching, and Su Li forcibly endured it, as if he didn't realize it, and he wanted to concentrate all his energy to meet the next challenge.

Zhao Yun's attacks were like waves of sand, wave after wave, forcing Su Li's soul to rise, but there was no sign of stopping. Carrying enough strength on the barrel of the gun, Zhao Yun's big gun changed from rigid to soft, and slapped at Su Li's back at a fast and unrivaled speed.

is really good for this Hu Ren's martial arts, and Zhao Yun has to admit that before he becomes an adult, even if he can beat him, it will never be easy. The Hu people are the mortal enemies of the Han Dynasty, and if they don't get rid of this fierce enemy, they may suffer endlessly.

This blow Zhao Yun was determined to win, he carried ten percent of his strength, and the bent gun fell rapidly. Heroes cherish heroes, Zhao Yun has a trace of regret in his heart, but strong enemies must be eradicated, and there can be no mercy in the slightest.

Feeling that the evil wind in his back was not good, Su Li exclaimed: "My life is at stake!" His face was extremely ugly, the tip of his tongue pressed against the upper tooth hall, and he did his best to hunch over and dodge the killing moves as much as possible. I only heard a "pop" sound, and the big gun smashed into Su Li's back, which was solid and solid, and there was no room for slowing back.