The Han army Sima raised the spear in his hand and shouted:

"Where did the thieves come from, how dare they be so arrogant! Could it be that you thieves want to rebel against the Han again? ”

Hearing this, Guan Yu sneered in his heart.

- Sure enough, I asked knowingly. Is Guan a good bully?

At this point, Guan Yu dissipated his anger instead. He glanced at the knight of the Han army lightly and said:

"With you, do you dare to force our army?"

Choked on Guan Yu's understatement, the Han knight was immediately furious, but after he opened his mouth, he found that it was not easy to reply.

Could it be that you can really put a rebellious hat on the other party?

Speaking of which, in fact, both sides have already understood each other's positions. Since everyone has no intention of making a big deal out of it, and they don't buy each other's accounts, the rest of the matter is very simple.

"Everyone is a man, and they do it like licking blood on the head of a knife. In that case, why follow the example of those literati and make these useless tongues? ”

Han Jun Sima's words actually met Guan Yu's appetite. He lifted the big knife inserted beside him in one hand and said with a slight smile:

"Well said, why bother with tongues? The most important thing is the kung fu in your hands! ”

After that, Guan Yu raised the big knife obliquely, pointed at the spring thunder in front of him, and shouted:

"Let the horses come!"

Although there were thirty steps away from Guan Yu, the loud shout just now still made Han Jun Sima feel as if he was facing a "white-fronted worm with hanging eyes". However, after the momentary panic, Han Jun Sima's heart was furious!

Annoyance - into anger!

"Drive!"

Han Jun Sima clamped the good horse under his crotch with his legs, waved a hardwood spear of three feet and six inches with both hands, and pointed at the place where Guan Yu stood, like a fully loaded truck, with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and slammed into Guan Yu!

Rushing out ten steps, Han Jun Sima looked at Guan Yu, who was not moving, and gradually calmed down in his heart.

- This guy, can't he be stupid?

Then, remembering his boss's instructions, he tightened the strength of the spear in his hand a little. If the other party was really stunned, Han Jun Sima would also be able to withdraw some of his strength in time.

- If you miss, you really kill the other party, but it is also troublesome......

The two were ten paces apart.

Guan Yu remained still.

- Really stupid?

Han Jun Sima felt a little remorseful in his heart.

——I knew that the other party was strong on the outside, so why bother with such people? It's good now, if you kill this person, you will inevitably be reprimanded by your boss......

Only five steps away!

Guan yu...... It's finally moving!

Thunder!

The big long knife that Guan Yu held tightly in his hand was designed and built for him by Zhang Qi himself.

The handle of the sword is seven feet and one inch long, and the blade is two feet and two inches long, and the whole body is forged from the finest iron. In order to avoid uncomfortable gripping on the iron blade, a thick circle of tough fine hemp rope was wrapped around it.

Due to the repeated and careful forging of the craftsman, two thin cyan water lines were left on the body of the knife. For this reason, this machete, which weighs eighty-two pounds, was specially named by Insolence:

"Blue Dragon Glaive Knife"!

Compared with the hesitation in the heart of Han Jun Sima, Guan Yu's movements were clean and neat, and there was no taste of mud and water. He raised the heavy Qinglong knife on his head, did not retreat, but advanced, and aimed at the Han knights who collided with him, and he was a knife in his head!

To onlookers, Guan Yu's knife didn't look so fast. However, facing the sharp Han army Sima head-on, there was a feeling:

That blade completely suppressed his ability to think and react!

He wanted to move, but he couldn't.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't.

He wanted to escape, but he was led straight to the front of the horror by the war horse under his crotch!

- It's over!

- I'm going to die!

- No......

The horses neighed and blood splattered!

The horse's head in a neighing suddenly soared into the air and flew high into the sky!

In the roar of his head, Han Jun Sima only felt a strong force and slammed it into his chest. Although he was wearing a pair of dark iron scale armor with quite good protection, he still felt that at least three ribs in his chest were broken.

- Am I dead?

Stimulated by the sharp pain in his chest, Sima of the Han Army, who almost fainted, finally came back to his senses from his chaotic thoughts.

- I'm still alive......

- What happened just now?

Although the defeat of the Han army Sima was unknown, the scouts of the Taixing army and the knights of the Han army, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, felt extremely surprised by Guan Yu's knife just now.

As bystanders, they saw the process of Guan Yu's knife clearly.

The knife that Guan Yu slashed out, with the help of the heavy blade and the speed of the galloping horse, first slashed at the neck of the war horse. Although the edge of the Qinglong knife did not open, with the blessing of Guan Yu's red-yellow gold "Zhan Qi", the process of cutting off the horse's head was no different from the process of cutting tofu.

The bright red horse blood spurted high, and before it splashed on the face of the Han army Sima, with a touch of bright red green dragon knife, it had already landed on the chest of the Han army Sima.

If it weren't for Guan Yu's quick rotation of the knife edge, he just used the knife surface to draw the Han army Sima. I believe that at this moment, the Han Army Sima who flew out of the air will not be a complete person, but a half-cut body!

Guan Yu, who defeated his opponent with one move, did not have half excitement on his face, but seemed to have just completed a trivial matter.

- But the force of the "100 people beheaded" level dares to be so arrogant!

This is Guan Yu's last emotion about this battle.

If Guan Yu's heart was heard by the Han army Sima, I was afraid that he would be angry to death by Guan Yu if he still had half a breath left.

You must know that in the talented Bingzhou Division, that Han Army Sima is also the first-level master of the "Thousand People Break" at the top of the platoon!

However, the truth is that losers have no human rights. It doesn't matter if you underestimate the enemy, or if you keep your hands, on the battlefield, if you lose, you are defeated.

There are no excuses.

There is no reason.

Seeing Guan Yu, who was in a big swing just now, he didn't mean to kill them all, but took out a clean handkerchief on the side and carefully wiped the green hair that grew to more than a foot long under his chin. The rest of the Han knights, only then did they have the courage to dismount and take care of the Han army Sima who was seriously injured on the ground.

At the same time, these knights of the Han army inevitably quietly talked about Guan Yu's force.

No matter how reluctant Sima of the Han Army is, he can only be regarded as the bottom of the first-level fierce generals of the "Thousand People Broken". However, it was also a "thousand people broken". A fierce general who can "kill" and "break a thousand people" with one blow, I'm afraid there is no ......

- 10,000 enemies!?

As soon as this idea appeared, it naturally frightened the rest of the Han army knights!

However, how else to say that the style of the state soldiers is strong? Even if some people speculate that Guan Yu is a "10,000 enemies", among those Han army knights, there are still people who have the courage to stand up and speak.

A middle-aged officer with a body of more than eight feet strode in front of Guan Yu, raised his hand and gave a military salute, and asked loudly:

"Eh (I) am a subordinate of Ding Thorn Shi in Bingzhou, Wu Meng is engaged in Zhang Yang, may I ask the old man, who are you?"

Although this person's words were not polite, combined with his kind face, it did not make Guan Yu feel any unpleasant.

"Xie Liang Guan Yu!"

"Brother Guan, what kind of position are you in the Taixing Army?"

Speaking of this, Guan Yu was a little unhappy in his heart. However, Zhang Mad specially emphasized to the generals that if they faced the Han army in the state, the attitude should be neither humble nor arrogant, polite, beneficial, and modest. All in all, you can't weaken your prestige, but don't make the relationship too stiff.

"Scouts, ten long."

"Huh?"

Zhang Yang looked extremely surprised. He asked sincerely:

"You 'too marching army', are you really ......?"

Guan Yu was speechless.

"By the way, I want to thank you, brother, thank you for keeping your hand when you faced 'Lao Mu' just now."

"You're welcome. As a soldier of the Han family, I should avoid unnecessary casualties. ”

"But ......"

Zhang Yang's expression was solemn, and he said:

"Mu Shun is not good at learning, but you can't think that the state army is just doing this little work. The surname Zhang is not talented, but he also has to learn your mastery brother! ”

- What a hassle!

At this moment, such a thought popped into Guan Yu's mind. In fact, the state army and the Taixing army can now be regarded as half a friendly army. However, in such a context, the two sides must first start to friction and weigh each other's weight and strength.

At this moment, although Guan Yu did not have the desire to fight with Zhang Yang, but for the sake of the momentum of the Taixing army, this battle had to be fought.

In this case, Guan Yu also raised his hand very simply and said a word:

"Please!"

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