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The warriors of the two armies faced off, and Xiao Buyi did not use ironclad cavalry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, although there were more than 10,000 cavalry in his dispatch this time, there were only more than 1,000 ironclad cavalry available in his hands now.

After many years of conquest, Xiao Buyi has already prepared, and the horse farms in the Central Plains of the Great Sui are all in his hands, and after careful preparation in the past, Xiao Buyi is far superior to others in terms of strength and number of horses.

But the ironclad cavalry won all battles, and in order not to disgrace their prestige, Xiao Buyi has always been strict in his selection, and he would rather lack than abuse.

Xu Shiji trained elite soldiers, trained cavalry, and every horse of the ironclad cavalry could be said to be one in a hundred, and he was very handsome. Under such measures, there were not many ironclad cavalry, and most of them were used in Dongping, Jiangdu and Hedong.

With more than 1,000 iron horses in his hands, Xiao Buyi should be used at the most critical time.

The iron cavalry of the Hebei army has not moved, and he will not let the opponent see the strength of the iron cavalry clearly.

The ironclad cavalry can dominate the world, relying on formation and speed, but the key point is to care about mystery. Every time the opponent who was defeated by the ironclad cavalry was frightened, he couldn't see the truth clearly. If it continues to be publicized like this, it will be spread falsely, and the other party will be terrified before fighting.

But now under the gaze of thousands of horses and thousands of troops, Xiao Buyi will never tell Dou Jiande about the sharpness of the iron horse, let alone show Dou Jiande easily.

Although the ironclad cavalry was not used, Xiao Buyi was still sure of victory. Because although horses are not one in a hundred, people are one in a thousand!

Thousands of warriors were selected among the millions in the Eastern Capital, and Xiao Buyi brought it this time, and it was even more of the best. He believed that Zhang Ji and the others would definitely not let him down!

**

The horses of the two sides waded through the shallow water, and the speed seemed to be about to rush to the center of the river in an instant.

Although Zhang Ji and the others have bows, they have not picked them up, although the two sides are running in the river, but the speed is extremely fast, I am afraid that if they don't wait to pull the bow, they have arrived in front of them. Ruan Junming has experienced a hundred battles, but he also calculated that the distance was inappropriate, felt that the longbow was cumbersome, and grabbed it and stared ahead.

The two sides rushed and looked at each other in an instant, and they could see each other's coldness.

The iron spear is like a forest, the long lance is cold, Dou Jiande saw it, and his heart was slightly cold. In contrast, the momentum of the Hebei Army is slightly inferior. The lance is far more powerful than the iron spear, but if you want to use it flexibly, an ordinary soldier can do it. Xiao Buyi had this proposal, and he was able to find two hundred such powerful lance players, obviously prepared.

When Dou Jiande saw that the other party was holding a long lance, he was already vigilant in his heart, but he couldn't help but accept this battle.

He didn't take it, and his brothers didn't let him. Although he is the king of Changle, he has been running for the happiness of his brothers all his life.

He called Changle because he wanted his brothers to be happy, but he never enjoyed anything. To this day, he is still frugal and worried.

Sometimes, the husband does things involuntarily.

Dou Jiande didn't know that these warriors in Xiliang used a long lance, but it was just the most fundamental selection effort. If he knew the result, even if he endured Xiao Buyi's ridicule, he would not let Ruan Junming cross the river to fight.

But he didn't know!

Zhang Jiren was at the front and stretched out his hand to take off his shield. The lance in his hand was leveled, and half of the horse's head was poked out. The horse's hammer was held in an iron-like hand without the slightest tremble. Falling flowers and flowing water can't stop him from moving forward, and he has only one goal, and that is Ruan Junming.

The two armies finally met, and the long lance iron spear attacked almost at the same time!

Even when Xiao Buyi saw it, he raised his eyebrows and clenched his fists. Judging from the horse's gallop, the Hebei Army really deserves its name.

A little cold light, reflected on the water, the sun shines, glowing a poignant red. There seemed to be a moment of silence between heaven and earth, and in an instant, there was a loud bang, and the war horse neighed sadly.

Ruan Junming stabbed out with a shot, and he felt that it was inappropriate. He fought with speed, wanting to kill Zhang Ji with one shot before Zhang Ji attacked. But he underestimated the enemy and looked down on himself.

It's not that Ruan Junming underestimated the enemy, but he had never heard the name Zhang Ji at all.

He knew that at present, the famous generals under the King of Xiliang were all outside, and this Zhang Ji might just be a personal guard.

Ruan Junming's martial arts are not bad, and it can be said that he has excelled in the Hebei army, otherwise Dou Jiande would not have sent him to the enemy Western Liang army. Capturing thieves and capturing kings, and slaying generals in battle is undoubtedly the most demoralizing thing for opponents, when Zhang Ji aimed at Ruan Junming, Ruan Junming didn't know that Zhang Ji was the leader of the Western Liang Army.

He shot Zhang Ji's chest, and he was confident that he could pierce Zhang Ji's armor. But Zhang Ji's reaction was beyond his expectations, and Zhang Ji lifted the shield in front of his chest.

With a loud 'dang' sound, the spear struck the iron shield and slashed a spark. Zhang Ji immediately shook twice, but almost at the same time, a lance hit Ruan Junming's war horse.

Ruan Junming didn't expect it, and he couldn't take precautions! He calculated the thousands of changes in Zhang Ji, and he was confident that he would block the attack, but he didn't expect that he was a thief and a king, but Zhang Ji was a murderer and a horse.

The lance pierced through the horse's chest, stabbed diagonally into the abdomen, poked in and out almost without pause, and blood spurted out like a spring, poignant and magnificent. The war horse died tragically, and fell diagonally on the bright river, instantly dying the river red and stirring up monstrous waves.

The horse is extremely fast, and the fast Zhang Ji can't even pull out the long lance on the horse, Ruan Junming reacts very quickly, and at the moment when the war horse falls, he has jumped up in the air and pounced on Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji abandoned the lance and drew his knife, and swung it out, as if he had broken through the air.

Ruan Junming threw the spear without hesitation, and the spear broke through the air, like lightning piercing the clouds.

The two were so close that they could even see the indifference and murder in each other's eyes. Both of them fought for their lives, and they seemed to have abandoned themselves.

Ruan Junming was born and died with Dou Jiande, and he has long been accustomed to forgetting life and death, and Zhang Ji is a natural killing machine, putting life and death out of the way.

The light flashed in mid-air, the cold light passed, and then the blood splashed out, Ruan Junming paused in the air for a moment, a spurt of blood spurted out of his chest, and fell into the river.

Both of them were seriously injured, but it seems that Ruan Junming was injured even more, and even lost his life.

The moment Dou Jiande saw Ruan Junming fall into the river, his heart ached, and his silver teeth were crushed. He never thought that the warriors of the Western Liang Army were so ruthless and so resolute, even if it was his general Ruan Junming, he would be shot down by Zhang Ji with one move, and his life and death were uncertain!

At that moment, not only Zhang Ji and Ruan Junming were in a decisive battle, but the Western Liang army and the Hebei warriors were already red-eyed and engaged in a desperate fight.

Spears and horses staggered by, and without exception, blood spurted red. This speed, this kind of impact, this kind of offensive, it is originally life and death, and there is no room for any buffer.

The crowd is not only about speed and strength, but also about determination and confidence.

In such a battle, you can't survive without strength, and you can't live without confidence in such a duel!

There is no way to dodge, there is no way to retreat, only to firmly believe that before the opponent kills him, the most courageous and swift killing of the opponent is the only way to survive.

So the army in the distance saw that at the moment when the two teams collided, I don't know how many people fell, weak and helpless like dead grass burned by fire, withered and perished. The river was dyed red in an instant, like the remnants of the colorful glow, and the sunset was bloody!

Life at this moment is simply despicable.

Li Jing never disdained, and he would not use this attack method of killing a thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred on himself, but Zhang Ji was different, he had no other way than this move.

Zhang Ji's face was pale, but at this time he was almost at the tail of the Hebei Army. Ruan Junming's desperate shot almost pierced his spleen, and the blood flowed non-stop, and he had no chance to bandage it.

At the moment, he can only work hard to survive.

Since he promised the king of Xiliang, he must live up to his mission. In the fight of life and death, but the line of life and death like Fang Cai still made him frightened afterwards.

Ruan Junming is definitely not weak, he Zhang Ji is still alive, and he can only say that he is slightly more correct than Ruan Junming in decision-making.

Sweat on his forehead mixed with river water and blood flowed down, blurring his eyes. Zhang Ji didn't even have time to wipe it, he just held the long knife in his hand and passed by the galloping frenzy.

If he can't defeat the enemy with one move, he doesn't want to waste half of his physical strength, and the fierce battle is not over, but it has just begun.

When the two Hebei Army warriors saw Zhang Ji coming, they did not hesitate to cross-stab. The gun is long and the knife is short, and there are two points of cold light, if it is done, Zhang Ji will be nailed in mid-air.

Zhang Ji waved his arm and took out the knife, and actually threw out the single knife in his hand.

With a single spin, he flew into the air. But before that, it had accurately cut the throat of the Hebei Army on the left. When the man fell, he held his throat and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He was fast and ruthless enough, but he didn't expect Zhang Ji to be colder and more ruthless!

The spear on the right pierced, and the sound of breaking the sky was piercing. The 200 people of the Hebei Army are also the best of the best, and everyone should not be underestimated. This shot is brave and powerful, even if it is pierced on the iron plate, it may be pierced!

Zhang Ji was already bare-handed and had no way to resist. With a clasp of his left hand, he grabbed the reins of the horse, shook off the stirrups with both feet, and hid on the side of the horse almost as if he were flying flat.

The cold spear and poisonous dragon grazed Zhang Ji's back, with a hot pain. Zhang Ji flashed the tip of the gun, and in the loud shouting, he had already shook the barrel of the gun and pounced in the air.

All he had in his hand was a longbow, not a single arrow. The only thing he could hold on to right now was this longbow!

The man on the right almost laughed out loud despite the fierce battle. Even if Zhang Ji held the dagger, it wouldn't make him feel so funny.

What can a longbow without feathered arrows do?

Zhang Ji immediately told him the answer, don't talk about a longbow, even if a rope is in Zhang Ji's hand, it is a sharp weapon to kill!

Zhang Jifei pounced, as brave as a goshawk. The man didn't have time to draw the gun and stab again, but he saw that the spear had pierced into Zhang Ji's lower abdomen, but there was no obstacle as he imagined.

Zhang Jikong twisted his waist sharply, dodged a fatal shot, raised his hand, and the longbow was already on the man's neck.

He brushed the man's side, and with a strong hand, the bowstring snapped and the head fell into the water.

Zhang Ji charged and killed no more than three people, but he felt that it was really as difficult as killing thirty people, just because the two hundred warriors in Hebei were all piled up with blood from the flames of war, which was far more fierce than ordinary soldiers. But he finally lived up to Xiao Buyi's high expectations, and he killed the leader of the Hebei warriors!

When Zhang Jilema turned around, he was sad to find that less than half of the four hundred warriors were left.

More than half of the Hebei army was killed or wounded, but the Western Liang elite also suffered heavy casualties.

The two sides seem to be evenly matched.

Everyone's eyes were red, and they only thought about killing a target that would complete the lowest even if they died. The two sides are similar to each other, and if they can kill one more person, they can leave a little hope for their companions to live, and they can also fight for a glimmer of hope for victory.

After the charge, everyone was covered in blood, their eyes were red, and their steel teeth were clenched. As long as you don't die, this battle will continue.

The Hebei army was silent, and the Western Liang army did not cheer.

In the sky above the water, there was a suffocating breath of death.

The tragedy of this rush was far beyond everyone's expectations. It seems that the vigor of the Hebei army and the anger of the Western Liang army are all filled with this rush, and the drum does not sound again, because the urging at this time is simply an unforgivable cruelty. The Hebei army is eager to try, and the Hebei generals are anxious, just wanting to exchange for a brother who has stepped into hell.

The Western Liang Army did not move slightly, only the banner of hunting with the wind moved.

Xiao Buyi didn't move slightly, but his eyes were cold, even more cold.

But all the Western Liang troops held their breath and stared at their comrades in battle, hoping to add a little strength to them.

The Hebei army was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the Western Liang Army was also very enthusiastic when he charged, and he didn't expect that the Western Liang Army would not only be iron-blooded, but also cold-blooded when he was fighting!

Among the 200 people dispatched by the Hebei army, at least 50 of them raided Xue Shixiong's military camp with Dou Jiande, and they were bound to win this battle, but they didn't expect that they couldn't even solve the 200 lance fighters of the King of Xiliang.

Dou Jiande clenched his fists in pain, at this time, he wanted to shout loudly, let the Hebei army rush across the river, and fight to the death with the king of Xiliang.

What could be more painful than watching my brother die and being powerless?

But he couldn't give an order, he rushed out at this moment, even if he rescued the remaining hundred people, he had already admitted that his skills were inferior. The Hebei army is poor in equipment, poor in discipline, poor in iron and blood, poor in territory and thickness, if he loses even the last self-confidence, what will he use to fight Xiao Buyi?

The general idea of the rest of the generals was to hold the blade in their hands and not step forward.

The Western Liang Army is very fair, and it is fair for them to not be able to come forward! This decisive battle is very fair, as long as it is a man, he must persevere. If you send troops, you will not only be looked down upon by the Western Liang Army, but even those men who are fighting will be looked down upon.

Zhang Jiren was on the horse, his hand pressed under his ribs, and blood kept gushing out. The Xiliang warrior was silent, but like his opponent, he clenched the blade in his hand.

Without warning, the two sides urged the horses forward, without hesitation.

Everyone in the river already knows that this duel will not stop dying, and if you want to live, you can only kill all the opponent's hands!

The horse's hooves are flying, the waves are blooming, and I don't know how many heroes and heroes will be annihilated!

**

Xiao Buyi looked at it from afar and sighed, he knew that after another round, there would not be a few more people left.

The Hebei army was braver than he imagined.

He originally thought that with the Xiliang Warriors, he could easily defeat the opponent, give Dou Jiande a fatal blow, and destroy the opponent's confidence.

But the Hebei Army is not tofu after all, and he still underestimated the Hebei Army. The price of underestimation is to be exchanged for the heavy losses of the Xiliang elite.

At this time, he could not send troops. The Hebei army is brave, righteous, good at fighting, and arrogant, and if he sends troops to attack each other, he will undoubtedly break the default rules.

The cost of breaking the rules was extremely high, not only despising the Hebei army, but even disappointing the blood of the Western Liang army. He could only hold down the hilt of the knife, and for the first time he hoped that Zhang Ji would go to the next city.

The second time the two sides rushed to kill, there was no speed for the first time, but the tragedy was only excessive.

Because the guns on both sides were lost, more people could only rely on hand-to-hand combat. They grabbed the blades they could and rushed over, their eyes already on their chosen opponents.

Everyone knows that each other's strength is similar, as long as they can fight an opponent, they will live up to this trip.

Some of them are holding nothing more than a broken spear, some are holding a single knife, and what Zhang Ji is holding is nothing more than an iron bow, and it is an iron bow with a broken bowstring.

The fierce horse galloped wildly, and the blood on his body flew into the air, bringing out a looming line of blood, but this time he was staring at a murderous man with a spear in his hand.

Zhang Ji didn't know who the opponent was, but he knew that this person looked intact and should have extraordinary abilities. Since he is the commander of this business, it is his duty to stifle the most difficult opponents.

It's not that he doesn't know that he will die, but sometimes, even if he dies, he has to kill another person.

That man was also looking at Zhang Ji, just fighting the horse Ruochao, he could only watch Zhang Ji fight and kill Ruan Junming under the horse, and there was nothing he could do, this time he wanted to regain the morale of the Hebei army, he wanted to kill Zhang Ji to avenge his brother!

The Hebei army looked at the man in unison, and all hope fell on that person. They all know that Zhang Ji is the soul of the Western Liang Army on this trip, and as long as Zhang Ji is killed, the Hebei Army is eighty percent sure that it can win.

That person's name is Cao Ziqi, and his martial arts are on par with Ruan Junming.

Everyone saw that Zhang Ji had been seriously injured and immediately crumbling, and Cao Ziqi had just killed three people in the Western Liang Army in a row, unharmed, and had the advantage.

Zhang Ji was holding a longbow, sweating on his forehead, and Cao Ziqi was holding a spear with a calm gaze.

In the second round of kung fu, the two have already selected each other as opponents and will not die.

The water splashed everywhere, although there was no horseshoe rumbling, but all the people, one heart had been raised to the chest. Seeing the two of them approaching rapidly, his eyes were split.

The two sides rushed to face to face in an instant, and Cao Ziqi shot without hesitation.

The opponent only has a longbow, and no matter what, it is impossible to kill him. When Cao Ziqi shot out, he had already planned that no matter how the opponent made a move, he would not dodge.

He must kill Zhang Ji in this round, and then wipe out all the Western Liang army!

Cao Ziqi thought too much about the coping strategy, but he didn't expect that Zhang Ji didn't make a move at all!

Zhang Ji had already taken a long breath and caught a glimpse of the tragic battle between his companions and the Hebei army. He saw a companion stab a bloody hole in the chest of a Hebei army with a spear, he also saw that the opponent pierced the heart of his companion with a shot, and he also saw a Western Liang army holding a long arrow, rushing into the air, and at the same time sending feather arrows to the throat of the opponent before the opponent strangled him......

He has seen too much, and he knows that after this round, there will be no more than ten people left on the field.

But he couldn't think too much about it.

Seeing the spear stabbing him, he concentrated his energy, his thinking was unprecedentedly sharp, and at the moment of life and death, he even saw the tip of the spear with water, the water droplets into a ring, and a little cold light broke out of the ring, like purple lightning, the speed was so fast, terrifying.

That shot stabbed out, and the air around was whirling and whistling, and the Hebei Army and the Western Liang Army were all looking at the ...... A fatal shot.

Zhang Ji only had time to flash, and the spear broke through the air and pierced his right chest.

The blood is flying, like a camellia, and the peony is in full bloom, and the red leaves are dying with the late autumn.

The Hebei army was almost about to cheer, at that moment, Zhang Ji made a move, he just held it with both hands, and the iron bow was bent and extended, and when the two horses were staggered, the bow tip turned into a dark shadow, and it hit Cao Ziqi's Adam's apple accurately.

The two horses staggered, Zhang Ji had a spear on his chest, and he didn't move, Cao Ziqi immediately shook twice, turned over and fell.

After the sound of 'poof', the water splashed everywhere, and Cao Ziqi died!

**

The cheers of the Hebei army were suppressed, and in an instant, it turned into a deep sigh in the chest, and on the water, not only the blood of the soldiers was about to run out, but even the war horses were flowing the last blood.

There are only a handful of soldiers on the river.

The Western Liang Army added Zhang Ji and six people, and the Hebei Army had gone to Ruan Junming and Cao Ziqi as two generals, and there were only four people left.

Dou Jiande's heart is like a knife, and dozens of people who have died have been following him from birth to death for many years, but once he died, the blow he received was unimaginable.

The Western Liang army did not cheer, but was also shocked by the tragedy, and only prayed that the last remaining six people would return safely.

Zhang Ji's chest was full of spears and was crumbling, and the remaining five Xiliang soldiers knew the key to victory and defeat, and they should strive to strangle the last four.

Zhang Ji didn't stop, he actually urged the horse forward and pressed towards the opponent.

The two armies were shocked by his bravery and fierceness, it was unbelievable, they really couldn't believe that there were such dead soldiers in this world, and such iron-clad people, he could still fight?

Even if Zhang Ji didn't fight, the encouragement he could give to his companions was unimaginable, and the five of them rode side by side with Zhang Ji, slowly pressing down, and the remaining four Hebei troops finally showed a look of fear.

But they can't retreat, and if they retreat, life is better than death.

On the opposite side of the two sides, the five of them were about to ride their horses, only to hear the sound of 'Herala' in the river, the water splashed, and a spear broke through the water, stabbing at Zhang Ji like a poisonous dragon.

The other end of the spear was held in Ruan Junming's hand.

Ruan Junming didn't die!

He hid under the saddle floating on the river, just waiting for this final blow to kill Zhang Ji and reverse the defeat.

This scene, no one thought that this scene made the Hebei army excited, and the Western Liang army worried, even Xiao Buyi's eyes were cold, and his face was pale.

Ruan Junming, like Zhang Ji, was entrusted with a heavy trust, how could he die easily, although the knife hit his heart, it did not cut off his vitality. He knew that he couldn't fight anymore, and there was only one last chance left, so he hid it.

The spear stabbed out, Zhang Ji looked like he couldn't hide anymore, and a Western Liang army on his side pounced on it, blocking in front of Zhang Ji, blood splashed everywhere, and he was killed by a single shot!

Zhang Ji roared angrily, fell off the horse, clamped his knees, and stuck Ruan Junming's neck, and then let out an earth-shattering roar, using his last strength, just a turn.

The sound of 'clicking', although slight, reached everyone's ears, but it was like thunder. Zhang Ji turned around, twisted Ruan Junming's neck stiffly, Ruan Junming died, Zhang Ji fell softly, and sank to the bottom with him.

The heart of the Hebei army sank, and the heart of the Western Liang army was raised.

Zhang Ji, is it life or death?

(To be continued)