Slightly tightening the knife bar in his hand, Han Fei's gaze looking forward was full of complexity, if there was a choice, he would not want to come out of this way, he was lazy, he would rather be a solid rich man in the shadow of his cheap father - with the knowledge and technology that is 1,800 ahead, Han Fei believes that he can do this.

But when I think about it more than a year later......

He has already died once, and it is rare for him to see the light of day again, but he doesn't want to die again in a daze.

In the past sixteen years, Han Fei has not had an easy time!

It can be said that every day, Han Fei spends every day in torment, and every moment, he doesn't dare to relax at all, because he knows that if he doesn't fight hard, then his end will ......

Although history only records the death of his cheap father's nest, and does not record the fate of his children, do you still need to think about this?

Han Fei knows that he doesn't have any great skills, and what he can rely on is not only the familiarity with the current historical process and the understanding of the characters, but he can barely be regarded as a little bit of an uncertain prophet, and then there is the martial arts that he has practiced for more than ten years. It's a pity that there is no reference, and he himself doesn't know what kind of level this martial arts he has spent countless sweats for.

Class? Or is it second-rate......

In short, the super general, he didn't think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

In troubled times, if you want to gain a foothold, you rely on nothing more than the army, and more importantly, talent.

If you want to attract talents, then, you can only rely on fame, and fame is nothing more than civil and military, the fourth and third dukes of the Yuan family, Liu Bei's benevolent and righteous face, and Lu Bu's invincible world...... Even Cao Cao, for the sake of fame, did not assassinate Dong alone. And the fastest way to earn fame in Han Fei's eyes is right in front of him-

Slash Huaxiong!

As for Lu Bu......

Forget it, Han Fei still knows his catties, he hasn't lived enough.

"Brother Tired Jun is watching the enemy plundering the formation, and he will go back if he has to go!" Glancing at the young generals beside him, Han Feidao.

The young generals around him are not outsiders, they are one of the famous five good generals during the Three Kingdoms period - Zhang He!

At this time, Zhang He, in the Jizhou army, was not as good as he wanted, only a small chief, this time in the army brought by Han Fu, there were 2,000 characters like him, and even Han Fei entrusted him to find Zhang He, it took more than a day to find this unknown historical general in the army of 20,000. When he heard that Han Fei intended to ask him to be the leader of the pro-soldiers, Zhang He agreed without thinking about it.

The leader of the pro-army of the son of the state pastor is much stronger than the little chief, and the most important thing is that in this way, he directly entered the sight of the Han father and son, and his future career will be much easier to go invisibly.

"Young master, Huaxiong crisscrosses Xiliang, his courage is very far beyond the reach of others, even General Pan was defeated and died, according to his humble opinion, the young master is still cautious." Zhang He groaned slightly, and said with some hesitation.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, how could Han Fei not understand the meaning of Zhang He's words, not because he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat Huaxiong and end up dead. It's just that the current Zhang Heren is soft-spoken, and he doesn't dare to say anything directly.

"Don't worry!" Han Fei smiled, responded, urged the horse to run out of the formation, and suddenly turned back and said: "Brother Jun's ability, others don't know, but it is clear that it is tight." Even if he can't win against Huaxiong, can Brother Jun still see that he can't afford to lose? Ha ha...... Drive! ”

As he spoke, the war horse swept away and went straight to Huaxiong.

Behind him, only Zhang He, who was a little inexplicable, looked at the figure in a daze......

"Haha...... Ridiculous, no one cares about the princes of the Eighteenth Road? He actually punished a doll whose hair had never shed to fight...... Doll, go back quickly, you are such a good person, even if Hua beats you, it will not be honorable......"

The horse hit the opponent, but what was ushered in was Hua Xiong's disdainful laughter.

"Vertical barbarian, look at the knife!" Han Fei didn't answer, he scolded, and stabbed with a knife.

Why thorns?

It turned out that the knife in Han Fei's hand was not an ordinary big knife, but a three-pointed and two-edged knife, and the tip in the middle was particularly long, which looked like a short sword at first glance, so it got another name, called a three-pointed two-edged gun (later called this), which can be a spear stab or a knife split.

Poof, swish! There were more than a dozen gun heads, upper, middle and lower, left and right, and in the eye, just the gun heads!

"Ahh

Frightened, Hua Xiong was so frightened that he was dumbfounded. He has been a general for many years, and he has never seen it and heard it, so that the person with the gun can shake his hand to appear four gun heads, the most powerful, is only a multiple, eight gun heads, but this young general, the strange gun hand trembled, and shook out more than a dozen gun heads, this is still it?

This young general's hand is fast!

Hua Xiong was shocked, and Zhang He, who was watching the battle behind, was completely stupid at the moment.

He is a good gun, but no matter how hard he tries, there are only six spearheads at most, how can he be less master......

Hua Xiong didn't care about thinking about him so much, and when he saw the head of the gun coming to him, he hurriedly closed the big knife in his hand and parried out. It's a pity that his previous disdain, and when he paid more attention to it, it was a little late, patronizing to protect his chest and the top of his head, and the lower two legs couldn't be taken care of, and he heard a "poof" sound, and the tip of the three-pointed two-edged gun was piercing the thigh of Hua Xiong's left leg.

This time it was three inches deep, and Hua Xiong screamed in pain, and he rushed straight into the body, fighting vigorously.

A stab was stabbed, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Han Fei's mouth, and the three-pointed two-edged spear slammed into his arms......

At this moment, it took Hua Xiong's life, it turned out that Han Fei still had five small barbed hooks on the head of the gun, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all. These five barbed hooks were sharp and sharp, and when he turned the gun back, these five hooks automatically opened, and with a "snort", Hua Xiong's middle coat was torn open by a large hole more than a foot long, with a piece of flesh that was two inches long and a finger wide.

A Huaxiong, a tough guy more than seven feet tall, almost hurt to death!

However, this guy is a ruthless character, he was so seriously injured that he refused to retreat, his eyes turned red, he raised the big knife, turned into a fan-shaped face, and slashed towards Han Fei's neck.

What a Huaxiong!

Although he was an enemy, Han Fei couldn't help but secretly praise. Seeing Hua Xiong's big knife cut down, he didn't panic, he didn't hurry, that is, he didn't dodge, he didn't dodge, he raised a three-pointed two-edged gun with his right hand, grabbed the head of the gun with his left hand and went down hard, and saw that the straight gun shaft was bent into a bow - so bluffed that Hua Xiong almost threw the knife, and fled directly in a cowardly fight! The eyes of all the spectators fell to the ground.

How much effort must that be?!

At this time, I saw Han Fei's left hand that grabbed one end of the spear head and released it violently, and with a "whew", the spear head collapsed and hit the blade of the big knife that Hua Xiong had chopped.

I heard the sound of "dang chang" in my ears, and then looked, Hua Xiong's big knife was bounced high, and Hua Xiong stumbled on the horse, dangerously, almost fell off the horse!

"This ......"

In front of the two armies, there was silence, whether it was the soldiers of the coalition army or the Xiliang army that had been in battle for a long time, no one had ever seen such a scene!

Especially the two generals Li Su and Zhao Cen, who know Huaxiong, how strong Huaxiong's strength is, they naturally know that even compared with Lu Bu, who has no opponents in the world, Huaxiong is not at a slight advantage in terms of strength.

But just such a doll, where did he get such strength?

This is...... What's going on?

Of course, they didn't know what was wrong with this, it turned out that the barrel of Han Fei's three-pointed two-edged gun was not gold or wood, but a thousand-year-old vine with silver thread wrapped around it, and it took four years to make it. Soft with hard, hard as steel, soft as a snake, its elasticity is even more amazing.

And the reason why Han Fei was able to shake out more than a dozen guns was not because his martial arts skills were extremely high, but because of the toughness of the gun, he changed Zhang He or other masters of the gun to use this gun, how could there be more than a dozen?

The reason why Han Fei dared to fight Huaxiong was not because he boasted of how high his martial arts were, and he would win against Huaxiong, but because he relied on this gun!

The second horse missed, Hua Xiong didn't run far away, then he turned back the horse's head, endured the pain, looked at the strange spear in Han Fei's hand with palpitations, and said astringently: "Boy, what kind of gun are you?" ”

Rao is that he has been on the battlefield for a long time and has been in a hundred battles, but he can't find a word that can be used to describe the weapons of the enemy generals, let alone describe it, he has never even seen him!

"Guess!" Han Fei grinned toothily, and danced the gun to take Huaxiong again.

Nima!

If you can guess, the ghost will ask you!

"The monster of the weapon, it's hard for the big husband to look at the knife!" Hua Xiong was angry, and he didn't want to retreat like this, the fierceness in his bones was steaming, and he attacked first.

The weapon is weird, I'm hiding from your weapon!

Hua Xiong has experienced a hundred battles, and his experience of tearing up and killing on the battlefield is naturally extraordinary, and in the blink of an eye, he found a way that this is not the way. The whole person was like a beast that had lost its mind, the ape arm as thick as an iron pillar was wielding a big knife, like a snowflake, cutting into the stitches, avoiding Han Fei's spear, and frantically attacking Han Fei.

Seeing the ferocity of Hua Xiong's coming, Han Fei didn't have time to think about it, almost like instinct, he danced the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand, and struggled to meet Hua Xiong's stormy attack.

In the first few moves, Han Fei still thought about counterattacking, but as Shihe passed and Twenty passed, Han Fei was stunned to find that he couldn't find the slightest chance to fight back! Especially after Hua Xiong saw his roots clearly, the attack of the big knife was even more violent, and the more he fought, the more he was handy, and Han Fei was tired of coping.

If Hua Xiong hadn't taken into account the strange weapon in his hand and made any unexpected moves, I'm afraid that he would have died under Hua Xiong's knife in less than ten rounds.

What a powerful Huaxiong!

"Not good!" Han Fei secretly complained bitterly, and said in his heart: "If you hold on for a long time, you will lose, and if you continue to hold on like this, I'm afraid it will ...... Damn, this Huaxiong has so much blood, and he is still so alive after a long time. ”

"That's it, that's it!"

Thinking about it, Han Fei didn't dare to delay any longer, and barely supported a few more rounds, as soon as he turned his horse, he ran away after looking at the formation, but the speed of this war horse was ......

"Brother Jun, help me!" Han Fei chanted as he ran.

"Where to run! Little thief, even if you go to heaven and earth, Hua will take your life! Seeing that Han had to flee, Hua Xiong immediately stopped doing it, and urged the war horse to chase after him.

It can be said that for more than ten years on the battlefield, Hua Xiong has never been so embarrassed as he is today, even under Lu Bu's halberd!

But just such a doll made him lose face, and he was even more injured, how could Hua Xiong let Han Fei go easily? !

Huaxiong's war horse is a good horse from Xiliang, although it is not a good horse, let alone Lu Bu's red rabbit, but how can it be compared to Han Fei's ordinary war horse? In particular, Han Fei's war horse was three points weaker than usual.

"Young Master...... Huaxiong, the young master of my family, Zhang He is here! Zhang He saw that Han Fei had fallen behind, and was preparing to respond, at this moment, seeing this scene, he was even more shocked, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he urged the horse to rush out.

It's just, it's late!

In the blink of an eye, the formation has chased a horse's head and tail, and then look at Hua Xiong, his face is full of hideousness, the big sword is raised high, viciously, with all his strength, and he slashes down ruthlessly!

"Thief, die!!"

This knife filled the strength of his whole body, and he opened the bow, and there was no arrow to turn back.

"No!" Zhang He's eyes were split, but he was helpless.

Steeply, Han Fei patted the head of the war horse under the seat, this action, Zhang He never saw it, and Hua Xiong, who was chasing after him, couldn't see it. Look at the war horse again, the two front hooves are soft, and in the blink of an eye, the four hooves fall to their knees.

"Whew!"

The big knife hung with the sound of the wind, whistling and slashing over Han Fei's head.

At this moment, I saw Han Fei twist his body violently on the horseback, and Zhang Liu's spear was like a poisonous snake sticking to his waist.

Hua Xiong tried his best with all his strength, but he didn't want to give Han Fei a "horse stumbling front hoof" so he dodged in a daze, and in anger, he was eager to withdraw the knife momentum and make up for it again, completely ending the hateful thief in front of him.

However, with all his strength, how could he take it back if he wanted to!

"Bang!"

The big knife slashed heavily on the ground, and Hua Xiong, who used the wrong force, was impetuous, and his body involuntarily snatched forward, just struggling to raise his head, not wanting a little cold star to flash, and the lightning flashed towards his front heart. Look closely, but it's not what the tip of the strange spear will be!

But when he understood, the tip of the gun was also on his chest!

"It's quite fun to chase, are you a mad dog?" Han Fei's mocking voice sounded.

Fooled!

A trace of frightened despair flashed in Hua Xiong's eyes, and the thought just rose

"Poof!"

Spears, through the body!

PS: It shouldn't be rough... I hope you enjoy it ^_^