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Fighter! The fighting general who shows the courage of the horseman, this is definitely an act that violates the principle of the soldiers, but why has it been handed down in the history of the Central Plains battlefield?

Zhu Biao feels that there are nothing more than two points, one is that this is the world of martial arts. Although personal bravery has not yet reached the point of being alone in the world, it is definitely the most important thing.

On the ancient battlefield of China, it was impossible to have a real thousand people and ten thousand enemies, but here it can appear on the battlefield in a fight.

Single-handedly, stepping into the camp and storming the camp, cutting the generals and capturing the flag, and intimidating the enemy, abound.

In other words, the importance of individual force in military strategy has increased dramatically.

Under such circumstances, fighting generals is not only a matter of military morale and morale of the two opposing armies, but also a contest of strength between the two sides in a substantive sense.

Second, the scale of the war in this world is too large. The great battles and decisive battles of the million-strong army array, during every change in the world, can have more than an even number. The battles of the two million army, and even the three million army, emerged one after another.

This is a number that was unimaginable in ancient China.

So, in the 'peacetime' before the great changes in the world, how abundant can the world's troops be to absorb such a drastic loss of troops?

No, there are not so many regular troops. Even a dynasty in its heyday could not achieve such an abundant and redundant military allocation.

So, when these regular armies are drastically attritional, who will fill their gaps? Or is it that when the world was in turmoil, the princes increased their troops one after another, and those who appeared in the barracks were not ordinary people?

At the very beginning. These 'recruits' may also have enough time to train, and enough blades and armor to arm themselves with. Can be with the development of the war. With the suffering of the common people in the world, that is, the social shock, after the sharp decline in social productivity, they fall into the worse and worse they fight, and the worse they are, the more they have to fight, hit other people's territory to grab things, or cold enough territory to raise the army, this vicious circle is doomed by cause and effect.

Until that time. Pulling strong Ding and coercing will appear one after another. The number of armies will increase dramatically, but the number of soldiers will drop dramatically. There is not enough equipment, let alone enough recruits for training, the battlefield is the training ground for recruits, after three or five battles, half of the people are brushed down, and the recruits become veterans.

Lack of training, suzhì. In this state of the army, the need for morale becomes extremely important.

And in this way, is there any better way to break the morale of the other party than the fighting general?

There won't be. Because even if the two armies are well-trained elites in a hundred battles, one side will fight on a prancing horse, and the other side will only be a turtle with a shrunken head and dare not respond, and the morale of the soldiers on his side will also decline a little, right?

So. In Zhu Biao's eyes, the rules of this 'fighting general' have been circulating in the Central Plains, and the reason should be these two aspects as the main starting point......

"Huh...... Yes! ”

On the battlefield, Zhang He's eyes were wide open, and he roared. picked up the big axe and hit Wei Hucheng, the captain of the prince's military academy. Xiong Zhuang's body was tall and straight, and the big axe in his hand brought a roar in the air. The huge axe flashed in the sunlight, and the sound was amazing.

On the other side, Wei Hucheng was not afraid, although this axe was thirty or forty catties, and the strength of such a chop was so powerful, he decided that he couldn't stop it. But swing the spear and stab it, because there are too many people in the army who lack strength.

The iron spear in his hand burst out, not daring to touch the big axe directly, but like the night rain hitting the plantain, there were more than a dozen clanging sounds, and the gun was pointed on the blade of Zhang He's big axe, as if an invisible interception net was laid in front of him.

"Bell!" After a symphony of gold and iron, Wei Hucheng did not have much difficulty to pick up the first axe.

"Boy, a little skillful." Seeing that his powerful first axe was broken by the enemy general like this, Zhang He smiled. The enemy general's strength and internal strength are obviously inferior to his own, but it is quite a coincidence.

"Then eat me again." The big axe took advantage of the momentum, and the iron handle was retracted into his arms, and Zhang He did not do any accumulation, but only the internal force of his two arms gushed out, and he slashed out again.

After one move, Wei Hucheng already knew that Zhang He's strength was much greater than his own, and he was using a heavy weapon, which was really top of him, and he would immediately suffer a big loss.

However, he is also confident that his marksmanship is enough to make up for his weaknesses.

Seeing that this crane's second axe was slashed horizontally, it was still powerful and difficult to match, and this thought was even more determined in my heart, because this second axe was still simple. "This guy just relies on his strength, and he can throw him three streets by himself."

The spear in his hand twisted and turned, hanging on the big axe like a weak willow, and then it was about to break with great skill.

"Hey, that's not right." But as soon as the spear was hung on the axe, Wei Hucheng felt that Zhang He's seemingly mighty horizontal waist was actually light.

"Humph!" With a sneer in his heart, Zhang He's big axe suddenly turned into a push, the handle of the axe suddenly twisted, and the sharp spear of the axe pierced Wei Hucheng's chest like turning his head.

Zhang He, whose strength is completely higher than Wei Hucheng's level, is not a reckless man who only knows how to use brute force.

Cold sweat instantly soaked Wei Hucheng's back, and his soul was about to fly, and he poured all his strength behind the horse. Zhang He's big axe slashed the tip of his nose, and the blood immediately flowed, Wei Hucheng's quick reaction to this move was iron-plated, although he lost a nose tip, but finally escaped this fatal blow.

But he didn't escape the fifteenth day of the first month, the two horses were wrong, Wei Hucheng just got up, it was at this time of passing by, but when he saw Zhang He shouting again, the big axe was handed over in one hand, the upper body leaned forward slightly, and Ping Ping pulled up the big axe, and the sharp blade of the snow was like a white mang, passing by from the waist that Wei Hucheng had just supported.

"Ah......h

In two sections, Wei Hucheng fell off the upper body of the horse, his hand was slammed into the underground soil, and he screamed in pain, and finished his life in severe pain.

"Hahaha, ignorant rat generation, I was cut off the horse just after I walked through Yihe, it's really a shame for my Great Zhou Tianbing. It's a shame that such a straw bag can still serve as a captain, and everyone on the other side listens. Do you want to be ashamed to put these kinds of goods on the table?"

"Hahaha............"

Zhang He fell off his horse and beheaded Wei Hucheng. picked on the big axe, wantonly insulting and mocking the princeling army.

"Don't be annoyed, General. Look at me taking the head of the thief and the general, and I will be angry with the general. ”

Huang Guan's side, another lieutenant raised the steel gun in his hand.

"So I picked the dog thief—" The yellow crown with an iron-blue face felt like his lungs were about to be blown up.

"Thief Zhang He, take your life quickly." Riding his horse with a gun, the captain shouted back with confidence.

Zhu Biao's eyes flashed again, but fortunately he practiced the skill of 'reconnaissance' to 70+. The distance has widened a lot. "Heh, this one is much stronger than the previous one......"

'Feeling' sue sù Zhu Biao, this is a first-class fighter who is not much different from Zhang He.

Under the rising sun, the prince's army generals galloped on their horses to kill, only to see a black pillar with a little dazzling white light, and the spear was so fast that he couldn't see his body and stabbed down Zhang He's chest.

Zhang He also clamped the horse's belly, sat down and flew in the four hooves of the war horse. The big axe in his hand slashed head-on. In the sound of whirring through the air, the snow-bright axe blade was like a white rainbow around the body under the light sunlight.

"Qiang—"

In a loud roar of gold and iron, the figures of the people who came and Zhang He were not on the back of the horse.

Good guys, that's a lot of energy! Riding his horse away, Zhang Hema's eyes looking back at his opponent have changed, and the original trace of contempt has disappeared without a trace.

"Good strength. Again! "It's like a volcano that has been ignited, the last battle is easy, and the opponent in this battle makes Zhang He feel monstrous at the moment.

"Are you still afraid that you won't make it?" After coming to stabilize the dìng figure. He also replied loudly.

Although he also felt that Zhang He's combat power was no less than his own, he was just like Zhang He. At this moment, the same fighting spirit in his heart was monstrous. Wei Hucheng's death really made him feel too embarrassed!

The two horses are wrong, and they are fleeting.

After running dozens of steps, the prince's army general pressed down and sat down on the horse, and turned the horse's head with a rein. Looking at the Yuezhi Yuan Pavilion a hundred steps away, Zhang He, who was as calm as a mountain, had a dazzling light in his eyes!

This lieutenant with the banner of Li Zi shook the second spear in his hand, and his legs slammed the belly of the war horse twice, and the jujube red horse neighed, like a red lightning rushing towards the opposite side at full speed. From the battle just now, he knew that the strength of the opposite Song general Zhang He was not lower than himself, on the contrary, he was stronger than himself in terms of strength, so he had to use the sprinting power of the war horse as much as possible in order to erase this small defect.

"Drive!" Zhang He roared, and the horse ushered towards the other party. The right hand holds a large axe, pointing obliquely to the ground, leaning forward slightly, pressing down on the left shoulder, leaning back on the right shoulder, and arching the back as high as a river shrimp.

"Drink-" The spear in the hand of the lieutenant surnamed Li was like a red dragon, dancing thousands of phantoms, and falling overwhelmingly towards Zhang Hedi's body.

And Zhang He broke the trick with his strength. Only the right arm picked up the big axe in his hand, leaned forward the upper body violently backwards, the high arched back if equipped with a strong spring instantly restored upright, the heavy mountain axe with the sound of the wind on the right side of the air drew a huge semicircle, the thick back of the gilt copper axe flashed a golden light and shadow in the sun, straight into the red shadow of the cover. Between the flickering light and shadow, "Boom! There was a golden roar on the ground, and it hit the tip of the spear that the captain surnamed Li stabbed at sharply.

The phantom shadow in the sky dissipated in an instant, and the arms of the lieutenant surnamed Li immediately felt a slight numbness.

Zhang He's face showed a look of astonishment, he boasted of his extraordinary strength, and the internal strength he cultivated was a strong and strong method, plus the dozens of pounds of heavy axes used, although the blow just now seemed to be holding an axe with one arm, but when it was actually struck, it was accompanied by the strength of the whole body, and under the sprint cooperation of the war horse, he only knocked open the tip of the opponent's gun, and scattered the phantom, without affecting the opponent's gun frame at all. It can be said that the opponent's fighter did not fall behind in the slightest disadvantage in this hard-fought move with himself.

The lieutenant surnamed Li also had a secret praise in his heart, and the contempt for the Song army in Kaizhou that he originally had melted like boiling water pouring snow. This Zhang He is quite good, and the blow just now shocked the tiger who held the gun with filial piety. If you don't take the lead in attacking, you will probably not be your opponent in a hard-fought battle.

The mountain opening axe blocked the tip of the stabbing spear without accident, but the powerful impact still made the big axe swing in the air. It bounced fiercely above Zhang He's own head.

But it's like when you are dozing off, someone else happens to hand you a pillow. Zhang He doesn't think this is a bad thing, on the contrary, it is a great good thing. With a grin, his right arm folded, and the axe returned more urgently. The right hand then turned hard, and the snowy axe blade rotated leisurely at a height of a foot above his head, and the axe handle was held horizontally in front of him diagonally on the outside, and was grabbed by Zhang He's raised left hand.

"Drink—" shouted. Holding an axe in both arms, Zhang He aimed at the lieutenant surnamed Li to block the waist is a horizontal slash. The big axe spun around his head for a week, and combined with the force of the shot of the lieutenant surnamed Li, drew a big circle, and now it was cut out again, and it was incomparable, and the sharp axe blade broke through the air. Straight piercing the eardrum.

"Hiss-"

The sound is enough to prove how quick this slash is. The snowy axe blade directly turned into a white essence in the air, looking at the waist of the lieutenant surnamed Li.

Feeling a piercing cold killing machine in his waist, it was like a cat that had been suddenly frightened, and the hairs on the whole body of the lieutenant surnamed Li exploded at this moment, and a deep chill rose from the tail end of his vertebrae.

"This axe can kill you!" The most direct reaction of the physiological subconscious gave Captain Li the greatest motivation in an instant.

The spear stabbed straight out, two points in the first three points and two points in the back. Tend to avoid the front, neat and neat, like a brilliant pear blossom. Seven shots in an instant, this is his fastest shooting speed!

Seven shots were pierced, and the crisp sound like a jade plate could be heard one after another. But it was the same point that the seven shots were accurately pierced into the blade of the axe. It's like being shot seven times in a row. The big opening and closing, Zhang He's axe like opening the mountain and breaking the mountain suddenly slowed down-

"When—" There was a deafening golden sound!

After all, the big axe was not stopped in mid-air by the air gun. Still rolling down. Slashed at the spear that Captain Li was holding in front of him.

Any form of impact is caused by the force of the shock, and the barrel of the gun condensed by fine iron was bent a little by Zhang He's heavy blow in an instant, but with the strength of the shock and the strength of the rebound of the gun, the moment the spear left the big axe and bounced, in the flip of the wrist of the lieutenant surnamed Li, a clever maneuver unloaded most of the power on the gun.

Holding the spear with both hands, it was at the junction of the axe and the handle, and the majestic body suddenly leaned forward, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced Zhang He's chest like a lightning bolt again.

And Zhang Hegang was still deceiving Captain Li for his ingenious unloading, but he didn't want the counterattack to come so quickly, so he had no choice but to withdraw the big axe and lean backwards, dodging this sudden shot.

But the offensive of Zhang's spear was not over, and at the moment when the two of them were mistaken, the spear in the hand of the lieutenant surnamed Li shot out downward, piercing Zhang He's lower body. But fortunately, Zhang He had already pulled back the big axe, and with a wave of his arms, the heavy big axe knocked open the shot stabbed by the captain surnamed Li!

The two staggered some distance again, then turned their horses' heads around at the same time and charged towards each other for the third time.

Zhang He completely threw away the contempt in his heart, paid full attention, accelerated his horse and galloped, raised the big axe in his hand, rolled up a raging wave, and gathered all his strength to cut down on the opponent's head.

Lieutenant Li knew that he was strong, so when he was about to approach Zhang He, he suddenly pulled the reins of his horse, and the mount unbelievably changed a direction and ran to the right, so that Zhang He's blow with all his strength immediately deviated from the direction.

Lieutenant Li wielded a spear like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter directly into Zhang He's throat, and the tip of the spear turned into five gun shadows in the middle, enveloping Zhang He's upper body in the void and reality.

It is very rare for Captain Li to avoid without a fight in the process of hedging against the generals, at least Zhang He didn't expect it, but after all, his nervous reaction was quite developed, and he loosened his waist on horseback and his upper body was completely tilted to the left.

The five gunshot marks all missed, and the nearest one crossed Zhang He's ear slightly!

It's risky and dangerous. And the two generals only fought for three rounds, which made the soldiers of the two armies watching the battle shocked.

Fourth, fifth...... 9th, 10th ......

Both sides finally ran out of strength. There was no more hedging, but the horses were entangled.

Zhang Heshen axe opened the mountain, the big axe was transported, the big open and closed, the big ups and downs, the momentum was like a thunderbolt, chasing the sky.

Lieutenant Li shook the dragon with his spear, and the spear flew away, as fast as lightning, with a cold light, and scattered all over his body, like a hole.

The two of you come and go, beckoning the soul, and it is terrifying everywhere. The soldiers in front of the two armies did not dare to come out when they saw the atmosphere. In the end, the spear and axe danced faster and faster, and the attack became more and more urgent, just like two horses. The sergeants were dazzled, and the sound of beads and colors roared.

Before the Song army, Chen An, Wu Boniu and others were on a par with Zhang Hezhen in terms of martial arts, and they were all a little fascinated. But Zhu Biao will never sigh out of his mind, and this trick is completely worthless in his eyes.

This fighter has been fighting for half an hour, and he feels a little annoyed when he wins or loses.

You said that if you were going to compete with a character of his level, it would still look interesting. Now there are only two first-class generals fighting, and after a long time, how can Zhu Biao look at it.

The marksmanship of the general of the prince's army is good, the spear is like a lively long snake, the sharp tip of the spear is the head of the snake with high poison, and it shakes a few times from time to time in the up, down, left and right, in order to deceive the other party and then bury his fangs into the opponent's **.

But Zhang He's big axe is a rhinoceros wearing thick armor, full of strength in the big opening and closing, no matter how flexible your poisonous snake is, the fangs can't pierce the thick skin of the rhinoceros, and it will be in vain.

"Jingle Bell—"

The crisp sound of gold and iron was as dense as the sound of striking iron from a blacksmith's shop, and the sharp blades of the spear cut through the dazzling cold light in the sunlight.

Another quarter of an hour passed. Zhu Biao finally couldn't help it, "Mingjin! ”

What a tattered fighter, looking at his own eyes.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The clear and long voice of the bronze cymbal reached the ears of everyone on the battlefield. (To be continued.)