Chapter 115: The female thief Zhang Ning
I was busy for seven or eight days to sort out equipment, organize troops, and practice military postures.
The next day, before it was fully light, the army decided to march.
In the martial arts arena in front of the camp, the cavalry of the three thousand Ye family were fully armed, carrying iron spears and swords at their waists, and they were full of murderous spirit, standing there waiting for Ye Hao's order. The other 7,000 infantry also had a new look, standing in a uniform military posture.
Seeing that everything was ready, Ye Hao, who was carrying a big yellow crossbow on his back and holding a plum blossom gun, didn't talk nonsense, he stepped on a war horse first, shook the reins and shouted: "All of them, let's go!" ”
The 10,000 soldiers behind him followed in a mighty manner, and the sound of rumbling horses' hooves shook the sky.
This trip, Ye Hao planned to go to Yuejiazhuang first, and put the soldiers and horses in his hand in part of Yuejiazhuang first. Otherwise, if you take 10,000 troops to be a small county commander, others will think that this is the rhythm of supporting the army and respecting yourself. Ye Hao didn't want to do this for the sake of his reputation, if he wanted to develop in the Three Kingdoms, he would first be low-key and high-profile. Especially in the era of cold weapons, many wars have fully proved that in order to win or lose the most post-war war, it is not possible to fight the army alone. There are too many such columns, and the economy, logistics, and the integration of the military and the people are all indispensable. Ye Hao originally wanted to only bring 3,000 cavalry, and the remaining 7,000 infantry were all still here for closed training, and there were too many thieves and people in Taishan here. It is very necessary to defend the main roads of Qi and Li County, and when everything is settled, he will develop rapidly, and attack a few counties to compete with the princes who participated in the Eighteenth Route Princes' discussion of Dong!
Ye Hao was a person who couldn't be idle, but he saw that he was leading a hundred tiger battalion cavalry in front, walking at the front of the team, leaving the large army far behind.
The air is fresh, and the galloping on the road is refreshing, thinking of Ye Jiajun's momentum expanding sharply, Ye Hao is extremely happy.
"Young master, look so strange ahead, it seems that something has happened." The little girl sat on the frame of the carriage and pointed her finger forward.
Ye Hao, Dian Jie and the others followed Yue Ruoyu's finger to see the front, only to see the smoke and dust billowing not far away, and they could vaguely hear the sound of fierce fighting.
Ye Hao said to Dianjie: "Let's go, let's go see what's going on!" ”
After speaking, with a clamp on the horse's belly, Ye Hao galloped up at first, followed by Dian Jie. Behind the most was a hundred cavalry of the Tiger Battalion.
When driving halfway up the mountain to the site of an incident, a pretty figure suddenly jumped out.
"Xi hiss~~" The war horse couldn't help but be frightened and let out a neigh.
Ye Hao pulled the frightened horse tightly, and the tiger's eyes swept away coldly.
A female general rode a snow-white high-headed horse, with large thorns and pestles in the middle of the road, and the horse did not have a single stray hair on its body, as beautiful and neat as a white dragon.
The female general on the horse was dressed in silver armor and held a pair of soft swords. He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, autumn water in his eyes, and a beautiful appearance, and he was unusually handsome. Heaven and earth are tarnished, and they are brilliant and incomprehensible.
It's just that her head is wrapped in a yellow scarf, and Sakura has a tail grass in her mouth, which is full of ruffian.
The wind blew and brought her hair fluttering, and a heroic and cold arrogant temperament exuded, majestic, and the women did not let the eyebrows be fully displayed.
This made Ye Hao couldn't help but be shocked, and he was stunned for a while, almost lost in her charm.
But Ye Hao's mind was very firm and he recovered quickly.
"Who are you, and why are you blocking our way!" Ye Hao asked loudly.
Seeing Ye Hao staring at her in front of her and asking, this female general immediately frowned. A soft sword in the female general's hand pointed at Ye Hao and shouted: "This tree is planted, this road is opened by me, I want to live from now on, and leave to buy life and wealth!" The old lady is Zhang Ning, the saint of the Yellow Turban, and those who know each other should leave their money quickly, otherwise don't want to pass by from now on! ”
Is this an encounter with a female robber? Ye Hao's expression was stunned, there was a bit of weirdness in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "May I ask what happened ahead?" Can you tell me? ”
"It doesn't hurt for the old lady to tell you to wait, even if I have a good prey today, the sons are robbing." Zhang Ningfeng glared at him, and reprimanded again: "Wait for you to get off the horse, get off the horse quickly, your war horse lady has taken a fancy to it, and now it's mine!" ”
"Bold, I don't care what kind of Yellow Turban Saint Maiden you are left, you are robbed in broad daylight, and you are lawless. Dianjie take her down for me! Ye Hao said angrily.
Dian Jie listened to the order, rushed forward with a double hammer, and roared like thunder: "Crazy woman, look at how my old man captures you!" ”
"Who is the crazy woman you call a black bastard, watch the old lady capture you, don't tear your mouth!" Zhang Ningqiao's face was angry, and the front hooves of the war horse under his crotch were volleyed, and he also rushed up in an instant.
The opportunity is very important, Zhang Ning knows this truth very well, especially when he finds that the two people in front of him are very strong.
Zhang Ning wielded two soft swords with both hands, which were as thin as cicada wings, emitting a brilliant and dazzling light, and immediately made the air cold with a murderous aura.
The twin swords in her hands were extremely sharp, like jade dust fluttering in the wind. A strong wind suddenly blew in the mountain road, "Huhu~~", the falling leaves suddenly danced with the wind, and a few unlucky leaves blew onto the blade of the sword under the action of the wind, "Snort!" Suddenly, it was quietly divided into two halves.
Blowing hair and breaking hair shows its sharpness and pricelessness.
Dian Jie's eyes were like lightning, no matter how gorgeous Zhang Ning's double swords were, he still aimed at a sword blade that cut at his arm. There is no cost to lift the single hammer of strength, and it is so simple to smash it out. The hammer cone was like a magnet and hit the tip of Zhang Ning's sword.
"Ding!" With a bang, the soft sword in Zhang Ning's hand was smashed and bent, and the soft sword suddenly twisted and turned, and it stood up straight again, and it was extremely flexible.
The soft sword in Zhang Ning's hand is made of a certain material, and the process is very complicated. Generally speaking, it is not suitable for cutting and stabbing, it can be cut, and it can easily cut the blood vessels and ligaments in the joints of people. And it can be swung as fast as a whip, even if a blow misses, as long as you shake it, you can quickly hit the next blow, which makes people unguardable, it is by cutting the carotid artery to kill people, and the general armor will not protect the neck, so the lethality of the soft sword is very strong.
Moreover, this kind of soft sword swordsmanship has very high requirements for practitioners. Knife skills and stick skills are easy to practice, but swordsmanship is difficult to practice, because it requires a variety of body skills and flexibility, and also requires a good rhythm and a free and easy atmosphere. It is even more difficult to practice the soft sword of the soft type, the soft sword is erratic, flexible, very weird, and unpredictable to the enemy, which can be described as a killer in the sword. The strength of the wrist alone limits many people.
"Flower fists and embroidered legs, I don't want to fight with a girl." Dian Jie said loudly.
Zhang Ning was a little surprised that his move just now was blocked, and scolded angrily: "Black goods, don't talk nonsense, I haven't used a trick yet, old lady!" ”
Zhang Ningjiao scolded, raised her strength, and the two sword bodies that were still soft and listless just now suddenly stretched straight, showing high fighting spirit. The "buzzing" sound was loud and attacked again.
Dian Jie suddenly narrowed his eyes, and fought seriously, putting away his initial contempt.
Zhang Ning wielded it very beautifully, just like Gongsun Auntie dancing with a sword, a sword dance moves in all directions, like a group of emperors and dragons.
"Well done! See how my old canon breaks your swordsmanship. ”
Dian Jie shouted, and the double hammer in his hand swung up to meet him.
Zhang Ning's body is flexible, and the speed of the sword is very fast, so that the hammer in the hand of Dian Jie, a big man, can't be smashed, and he suddenly feels that he has nowhere to go.