In the interval between defeating the soldiers, Liao Hua saw the soldiers of different ages lying on the ground glaring at him, with a slight begging, a slight test, and a slight overwhelm in his eyes. He suddenly remembered what Zhang Quan said to him, "The people of Changsha hate Han Xuan", and the soldiers fell to the ground one after another to explain it a moment ago, and he couldn't help shaking his head slightly and sighing: "Young master is really a god." ”

Liao Hua raised his spear and raised his arms and shouted: "Soldiers, don't worry about the soldiers who fell to the ground, follow me to arrest Han Xuan." Come on. "The Guiyang army obeyed Liao Hua's order, and the whole army galloped towards Han Xuan, forming a galloping heat stream in the cold winter air, like arrow feathers rubbing the air, and like a spring breeze. The people of Changsha lying on the ground sighed: This is the army.

Han Xuan saw that his tens of thousands of soldiers had broken up one after another, and the enemy army was rushing towards him, he was already frightened, and without saying much, he dragged his legs that had not been exercised for a long time and turned around and ran in the direction of Changsha City alone. But the location he chose to ambush the Guiyang army was thousands of steps away from Changsha City, how could he run it.

After a while, Han Xuan was tired of running, stopped to take a breath, and Liao Hua rushed towards him, grabbed him, and threw it to the soldiers behind him to tie him up. Then Liao Hua comforted the soldiers of Changsha who pretended to fall to the ground, and then smoothly accepted Changsha City, which will not be described here.

After saying that two or three days later, Zhou Cang and Hu Che'er had already arrived in Lingling City, and the five thousand infantry under Lingling City were waiting for him, and the main general led by him was short in stature, similar to Hu Che'er Zhou Cang, with big eyes, a wide nose, yellow and black skin, and a rough beard covering half of his cheeks, it was the 27-year-old Lingling general Xing Daorong.

Xing Daorong saw that Zhou Canghu'er's soldiers were marching in a hurry, a little tired, and they were reorganizing the formation. He also has the demeanor of a famous general in ancient times, and he does not attack suddenly, but waits for the Guiyang army to rest and reorganize the army.

"I am Xing Daorong, the main general of Lingling, who dares to fight in front of my battle." Xing Daorong sighed that the commander-in-chief of the army on the opposite side was really not very good, Xing Daorong waited for half an hour and the opposite side was still bustling, so he rushed forward to call the battle.

Zhou Cang was busy rectifying the formation, he was so busy that he couldn't help Zhou Cang, as soon as the soldiers saw him, they talked and laughed with him, without the appearance of a soldier, so he silently looked at the Guiyang Army and the Lingling Army in front of the formation, and suddenly he saw that the other party's main general stepped forward to call the formation, and immediately smiled, picked up his spear and rushed over.

Zhou Cangfa, who was rectifying the formation of the army just now, was in chaos again, and the soldiers who were rectifying in front of him all ignored him, looked in the direction of the battlefield, and collectively issued a burst of "Okay!" from time to time. The shouts turned into a collective sigh.

He inexplicably turned to look at the battlefield and saw Xing Daorong holding a halberd and Hu Che'er holding a spear crackling and fighting in full swing. Hu Che'er stabbed at Xing Daorong, and the sharp spikes rubbed the air into a huge cone; Xing Daorong dodged to the left, then the halberd slashed at the tip of the spear, sparking a few sparks, and then the halberd crossed the arc from the left side of Hu Che'er, and the halberd blade reached behind Hu Che'er, and then pulled back; Hu Che'er lifted the spear that was cut down by Xing Daorong and struck it on the handle of Xing Daorong's halberd; Xing Daorong was slightly numb by the impact from the halberd handle, so he had to withdraw the halberd and take a step back; And Hu Che'er was not comfortable, but he endured the numbness in his palms, shouted, jumped up and slashed at Xing Daorong with a gun; Xing Daorong hurriedly parried.

In this way, he unknowingly fought nearly 100 rounds, and neither of them showed defeat.

Xing Daorong is only a low-ranking blood of the Dragon Clan, and like Hu Che'er, he is a descendant of the King of the Earth and the Mountain; If Hu Che'er fought seriously, he would be able to take Xing Daorong down within ten rounds, but at this moment, what Hu Che'er was thinking about was delaying time, so that Zhou Cang could organize his army and horses to attack Lingling.

However, the soldiers on the Guiyang side were like onlookers watching the martial arts competition, only caring about cheering and sighing, and the main general Zhou Cang did not have the main general to control the overall situation, but was immersed in Zhou Cang and Hu Che'er's moves, forgetting the time and the situation in the environment; And the soldiers on the Lingling side also watched and applauded like the Guiyang soldiers, but Liu Du on Lingling City was in a hurry, and the soldiers were in the city, so he had to be anxious.

Liu Du, Lingling Taishou, 33 years old, looks like he is a good man, but in fact, he is still a middle-aged dead scholar, short-sighted, but humble in employing people, such as handing over all the military power of Lingling to Xing Daorong. His son Liu Xian, who was more courageous in the history of Zhuge Liang's political affairs in Jingzhou, is now only 13 years old, but he is already heroic.

Liu Du anxiously said to Liu Xian, who was childish and undressed in military uniform, "Xian'er, go to Mingjin to collect the army." ”

"Yes."

It is said that Xing Daorong, who has already fought with Hu Che'er for more than 100 moves and is slightly weak, heard the sound of Mingjin, and also felt that he should go back and think about it in the long run.

"Lingling's whole army obeys orders, retreat slowly, don't mess up the formation." Xing Daorong turned to the defensive, shouting while parrying Hu Che'er's attack. And Hu Che'er was thinking about how the goods in front of him could turn into blind defense, only to find that the Lingling soldiers had entered the city one after another, and Xing Daorong was also preparing to withdraw from the battle, and he couldn't help but feel that he had been tricked, and he could fight if he wanted to fight, and withdraw if he wanted to? Hu Che'er couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and yelled:

"Thief, take me a shot." A shot stabbed at Xing Daorong, who was about to retreat, but it did not set off the air momentum, but seemed to pierce the air. Xing Daorong looked at the tip of the spear that came the next time, the tip of the galloping spear seemed to pierce his head, he knew that this shot could not be dodged, his eyes involuntarily became cautious, the halberd slashed in front of the door, pushed forward, the gap between the blade and the handle of the halberd put on the tip of the spear, and then the halberd fluttered up and down, left and right, and then regardless of the recoil force, the iron halberd with the spear was smashed backwards and down, Xing Daorong instantly felt that his right palm holding the halberd was unconscious. But Hu Che'er couldn't hold the spear in his hand, and he was unwilling to let the spear go, so he grabbed the spear harder, but the friction between his feet and the ground was not enough to make up for the drag from the spear.

So in an instant, Hu Che'er fell to the ground forward with the spear that was smashed on the ground by Xing Daorong, and the soldiers on both sides who were watching the fight between the two sides with relish were stunned. Xing Daorong did not pursue, and took up the halberd and returned straight to Lingling City. Only then could the Lingling soldiers standing on the city wall cheer Naville.

When Hu Che'er struggled to get up, he saw Xing Daorong passing over the city gate bridge on the moat of Lingling City and entering the city gate. And the Lingling side probably felt that the enemy did not dare to attack again in the near future after returning from the new victory, so they just closed the city gate and did not lift the city gate bridge.

Zhou Cang asked the soldiers to camp on the spot, stepped forward and patted Hu Che'er on the shoulder and said: "Brother Hu's martial arts are on par with that enemy general, and using a spear against a halberd is already a disadvantage, and being able to fight to a hundred rounds shows that Brother Hu is slightly superior." Tomorrow when you use the broadsword, you can fight him again. ”

"If you lose, you lose, Brother Zhou doesn't have to comfort me. If you have a chance, you will go into battle to fight that goods. But why fight tomorrow, why not, why not attack the city tonight. ”

Zhou Cang turned his head to look at the city gate bridge that he hadn't mentioned, and felt that this strategy was very good, and nodded heavily at Hu Che'er.