(Thank you to Dameng and Zhao Wuxian 2014, when the new book was the most vulnerable, as always, for your unwavering support, thank you!) ）

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In the northwest of Changshan country, it is a towering Taihang that stretches for thousands of miles and runs through Hebei. The further west you go, the more large and small peaks, the mountains are stacked with obstacles, the ancient trees are forested, and any mountain range can hide thousands of troops and horses. In the troubled times, this is the best place to gather in the mountains and forests, and it is also a treasure of feng shui for the bandits of all dynasties.

Not to mention anything else, just in terms of the Three Kingdoms period, the Yellow Turban, Black Mountain, and Baibo, several chaotic armies, numbering hundreds of thousands, were hidden in the deep mountains of Taihang where the clouds were deep and unknown. Whether it's the court or the princes, there's nothing to do.

At this time, on a steep mountain peak called Baoqi Ridge, there is a yellow turban village of more than 1,000 people, and hundreds of villagers are surrounding the three layers inside and three layers outside, watching the good horse of a tall horse.

"See? This is a Dawan BMW that can't even be compared to Xiliang Horse, and only recognizes the old owner, if it weren't for the grandfather's means of driving horses, he really couldn't steal his hand. ”

The person who spoke was the black man who was disguised as a duke by the Hutuo River, and at this moment he was triumphant, showing off his means to the surrounding villagers. Such a rare treasure horse is indeed rare, more than a thousand villagers have never seen it, one by one they are amazed, and their eyes are shining.

When the black strong man was blowing how he could throw the chasing man far away, and he didn't even have a chance to eat the dust, suddenly there was a commotion at the gate of the village. After a while, I saw a group of Yellow Turban accomplices who were wounded and bloodied and wolf-bèi returned, led by the Yellow Turban thief who was shot by Ma Hao with a long knife and an arrow wounded in the chest, and then jumped into the water and fled. By this time the arrow in his chest had been drawn. The front and back of the chest are wrapped in a cloth towel, and blood stains are hidden.

The black strong man was startled, quickly stopped, and hurried to catch up: "Second brother, how did it happen like this?" There aren't many followers of the Zhen family, and it's not a hard idea......"

"But your gang of guys who stole horses are hard ideas, and they killed half of us with just ten people." The Yellow Turban thief, known as the second one, said angrily, "The guy at the head is even harder, and he broke my knife with one arrow." It also hurt me in the chest. If it weren't for my fast running and good water quality, this life would have been confessed. ”

"Ten people...... Defeated the more than 100 people you brought? The black strong man's eyes widened in disbelief, "Could it be that they are Jizhou soldiers?" ”

The Yellow Turban Thief shook his head: "It's not that we haven't dealt with the Jizhou army, and those soldiers are not so strong, their arrows are too fast and too fierce...... I heard that the Youzhou Army has a white horse righteous servant...... Well. It's impossible, this is the territory of the Jizhou Army, so where can Gongsun Bogui's righteousness come here......"

"It's going to be bad!" The black man shouted, his eyes fixed on the Dawan treasure horse in the stable behind him.

The yellow turban thief was stunned. Immediately, the taste was saved, and his face changed suddenly. Oh, yes! This cavalry team is so strong in galloping and shooting, it will not be easy to provoke, how can it be reasonable to lose the treasure horse and not search and kill everywhere? Previously it was only ten horsemen. They slaughtered their elite soldiers to the ground, and this cavalry team had twenty people!

"I see. They may not be able to find us, right? The Yellow Turban thief looked at the rare treasure horse, stretched out his tongue and licked his thick lips, and his eyes shot a greedy color, like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, how could he let it go.

"They'll find it." The black strong man's face sank, thinking of the guy who chased him all the way, although he temporarily got rid of him, but he knew that the other party couldn't trace or inquire about the local area, and came to the door?

Suddenly, a thief guarding the mountain road came running from afar and shouted, "There are people under the mountain who are scolding and shouting to return their treasures." ”

I was really afraid of something, the black strong man and the yellow turban thief looked at each other, and they were both awe-inspiring.

The west peak of the calf ridge, the mountain is steep, there are only two mountain roads before and after, but since the mountain is occupied by the yellow scarf, the back mountain has been blocked by the stone pile, and it is impossible to climb up at all. And the mountain road in front is tortuous and narrow, and there are yellow turban thieves guarding it, even if it is surrounded by thousands of troops, don't think about attacking it.

The two yellow turban thieves looked from the gate of the village, but saw that in front of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, more than 20 horsemen were lined up, and everyone carried bows and knives, which was obviously very difficult to provoke.

"Sure enough, those guys!" The eyes of the second yellow turban turned red, and the more than 100 people under him were all strong, but he lay down half of them in the blink of an eye, and half of them fled halfway through, and less than 30 people came back in the end, which was not an ordinary loss.

"Boss, do you want to fight?"

The black strong man understood what the second child meant, and wanted to fight, but he was afraid that he couldn't beat him; If you don't fight, everyone will come to the door and kick the village, and if you don't shrink your head, the brothers will not look good on their faces.

"Hit!" The black man clenched his big fist and made a decision.

"But these guys are really good at shooting......"

"It's okay, this is the Baoqian Ridge, not the Hutuo River. You see, at the foot of the mountain, apart from a dense forest, there is only a narrow valley road, where is there a place for them to move? Galloping is useless here. ”

The Yellow Turban Thief's eyes lit up, and he grinned: "Yes, it's better for the boss to have good eyes, in this case, let's go to the meeting to see which way it is." ”

At the foot of the mountain, twenty wolf tooth flying horses stood in front of the dense forest, and more than ten steps in front of them, a person stood with a spear on the bridle, with an indifferent expression, it was Zhao Yun who had not been seen for a long time. Behind Zhao Yun was the young knight, who had an extra bow in his hand and an arrow bag hanging from his saddle.

At the front of everyone, there was Guan Hai, who was bruised and swollen, and at this moment he was carrying a big iron knife with two eyes, riding a big green horse, and scolding the cottage.

After a while, more than 100 thieves appeared on the mountain road, surrounded by two burly strong men, and quickly descended the mountain. When they were about to reach the foot of the mountain, about half of the thieves spread out to both sides, and after a while, they appeared on the top of the rocks, condescendingly, holding homemade wooden bows, and pulled them all together, aiming at Guan Hai and the wolf tooth flying horse behind him.

The wolf-tooth riders only glanced at it, and were not at all indifferent. All of them are veterans of playing bows, and they can see at a glance that the lethality of this homemade soft bow is limited, not to mention armor piercing thirty steps away, and they can't even shoot thick clothes, so they don't pose a threat at all.

Since Guan Hai beat this group of yellow turban thieves down the mountain, his eyes have been staring at the black strong man led by hatred, and he suddenly roared in a rough voice: "Are you Zhou Cang or Pei Yuanshao!" ”

The black strong man grinned: "A certain family is Zhou Cang, who are you." What do you have for advice? ”

"Beihai Guan Shengde!"

"Beihai...... Tube, Shengde? Zhou Cang was stunned, turned his head to look at Pei Yuanshao, "Second brother, have you heard of it?" ”

Pei Yuanshao shook his head: "No, I just heard that there is a fellow brother named Guan Hai, who is quite fierce." ”

"I am Guan Hai Guan Shengde, but now I am no longer a thief and a thief, but a fake Sima of the White Wolf Battalion in Liaoxi." Guan Hai's face was gloomy, and the big iron knife in his hand nodded at Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao respectively. "You dare to steal the beloved horse of the captain of Liaodong, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead. For the sake of being a fellow brother, I persuaded you to quickly sacrifice your horse to apologize, and the lieutenant might look at Guan Mou's face and let you wait. ”

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao glanced at each other, puffed, and laughed: "Face? Hahahaha...... Look at your face, what has it become...... Also, what kind of face is there...... Hahaha, it's really laughing at us......"

Behind him are a group of yellow turban thieves. Including the bow-wielding thieves on the rocks, they all looked up to the sky and laughed. Hundreds of people laughed together, and the sound shook the valley.

Guan Hai is angry, and the big iron knife is stunted with a bad bite

Pei Yuanshao was about to move, but was stopped by Zhou Cang: "You are injured." And this guy is coming for me, let me meet him. ”

Zhou Cang also has horses, but not silver arrows. Although the treasure horse is a miracle horse, it has just arrived, and the horse is not mature, and if you ride directly to fight, I am afraid that not only will it fail to help, but it will be miserable at the critical moment. Zhou Cang's knife is also used, and they, the yellow turban thieves, mainly charge on the battlefield, slash and kill, and make the knife the most competent.

Both of them are fierce and rushing, the two horses intersect, the sword light is practiced, the gold and iron are struck, and the sparks are splashed everywhere.

While! After the earthquake, both of them snorted, leaned back, and the two horses staggered.

The first blow is evenly divided.

Guan Hai was really depressed, he fought all over Beihai earlier, and even all over Qingzhou's invincible opponents. I don't want to be a perverted tough lord in just half a month, first a perverted and tough lord, then there is a Changshan warrior, and then, even in this small yellow turban village, there is a guy who can fight with him, regardless of whether he is up or down. Changshan, Changshan, is it the meaning of Tibetan (Chang) Dragon Crouching Tiger Mountain?

If Guan Hai was just depressed, then Zhou Cangke was shocked. He had already seen that Guan Hai was somewhat injured, and his body was not at its peak, so he had taken advantage of it before he exchanged a blow. But that's it, I didn't even get this person, if it was in a normal state, wouldn't it be ......

The two of them turned their minds, reined in their horses and turned their heads again, raised their long knives again, and rode their horses back.

At this moment, the young knight shouted: "Guan Shengde has won." ”

Zhao Yun was stunned: "Why do you say that?" ”

"Erlang, look at his posture of carrying the knife."

"Huh? Two-handed knives. ”

"Well, I was defeated by his slashing spear."

"He's so sure? Well, no, there's something wrong with him stepping on it. Zhao Yun's gaze moved to Guan Hai's feet close to the horse's belly, which was covered by a gray scarf, but the horse galloped fast, and the wind lifted a corner, and a touch of metallic luster was faintly visible...... What is that?

Guan Hai's first blow was ineffective, and he immediately used his hands to slash. In fact, this so-called "two-handed chopping" is just relying on the new harness to free your hands, and then use your two-handed strength to kill the enemy who holds a knife with one hand, so as to take advantage. Guan Hai didn't get the new harness for a long time, and he was not used to it for a while, so when riding and fighting, he still habitually held the reins in one hand and attacked with a knife in the other. A one-handed attack has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that the arm span is long, so you can attack the opponent first, and the disadvantage is that the strength is insufficient. If Guan Hai's weapon is a spear, then a one-handed attack is a good posture, because the spear requires a stabbing attack, and the sooner you stab the opponent, the better; But knives are different, knives require chopping, and the stronger the strength, the better, so both hands are more suitable than one.

Zhou Cang also saw the momentum of the opponent's two-handed slashing, and in surprise, he laughed fiercely, the arm holding the knife tightened, the muscles of the whole body tightened, and the two thick legs tightly buckled the horse's belly. With this blow, he only needs to block his opponent's slash and sit firmly on the back of his horse, and his opponent will fall off his horse and lose.

The sound of hooves is as dense as a drumbeat, rolling up two streams of dust, and the two horses are speeding and staggering.

"Boom!"

The half-truncated knife flew up, and Zhou Cang fell from the back of the horse to the dust. (To be continued......)