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In his eyes, the enemy general on the opposite side was already an old man in his fifties, and he really couldn't arouse the slightest interest in fighting. Moreover, this is also contrary to the glory of the first warrior of his Shanyue tribe.

"Thief, Hugh is rampant." Zhou Ye roared angrily, slapped the horse with the back of his knife, and rushed straight over.

"Old fellow, since you beg for death, the leader of this book can't keep you!" Jiong Ming's face turned grim, and he also rushed over.

"Kown, Kow, Kow!" Jiong's eyes and hands were quick, and he slashed out two or three knives before Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye hurriedly retracted the knife and blocked it, and a huge force surged along the back of Zhou Ye's blade to his hand, almost making him a little unable to resist.

Brilliant sparks burst out from the place where the blades of the two men clashed, and slashed along their faces. The firelight imprinted Zhou Ye's dark and calm pupils, and when the light shone, he already had a plan in his heart.

In an instant, the two horses staggered shoulder-to-shoulder, Zhou Yele turned the horse's head, and turned his sore wrist slightly, just the confrontation that was less than three seconds just now, Zhou Ye realized that the opponent's strength was far beyond his own. If you just blindly fight hard, you have absolutely no chance of winning. However, this kind of thing is not a duel that can be won by relying on strength alone, how can these barbarians know the so-called wisdom and strategy?

Zhou Ye had a plan, and when he looked at the other party again, he already had a little contempt.

"Drink, rack!" Jiong Ming was a little surprised that the other party was able to take his three attacks, and he suddenly became a little interested in his heart, this old man is indeed different, he has two brushes.

This time, Jiong Ming directly swung his knife and slashed at Zhou Ye's neck, this blow did not have any fancy moves, completely relying on his terrifying attack speed and huge strength.

"Shrappt."

Jiongming's long knife was cut at the back of Zhou Ye's knife, although Jiongming's long knife is finely quenched, but Shanyue people's forging technology compared to the Han people, naturally there is no superiority, when it comes to weapons, when the Han people hold knives, guns, swords and halberds to fight in the east and west, Shanyue people still hold wooden guns, bows and arrows in the vast mountains to catch chickens and birds.

What's more, Zhou Ye's treasure knife was specially hired to be made by a famous master craftsman in Yangzhou, and the process materials were all the best of the best.

"Hmph." Zhou Ye snorted coldly, obviously knowing that such a situation would happen, he had already prepared, he took the opportunity to pull away Jiongming's long knife and stabbed it straight to Jiongming's face, this blow, the angle was tricky and ruthless, the speed was as fast as lightning, Zhou Ye was full of confidence, this time, the enemy chief would definitely die here.

Jiong Ming unexpectedly showed a look of surprise and fear, and now the situation has reached a critical moment, but he didn't expect to accidentally be attacked by the other party on the weapon.

He didn't have much confidence to dodge the blow, but now he could only desperately fall down on the horse in front of him.

Jiongming's long hair slowly slid down his head, and it was only with the super reflexes that suddenly appeared in danger that he was able to dodge the fatal blow, and the back of the knife almost slid against the back of his head.

However, his long hair rose high as he lay forward, becoming a scapegoat, and was cut off by Zhou Ye's sharp blade.

"Hahaha, hahahaha."

The camps on both sides couldn't help but laugh, and the leaders on Shanyue's side scolded loudly, not allowing the Shanyue soldiers to laugh, but there were still many people who couldn't hold back.

Jiong Ming's appearance at the moment really makes people want to laugh at a glance, obviously it is the long black hair that reaches the shoulder, but there is a large blank space at the back of the head, which is nondescript.

Zhou Ye didn't have a little happiness in his heart, he used up his greatest strength just now, and it was still the most unexpected surprise attack, since he didn't hurt the other party, the next battle was difficult.

Zhou Ye's judgment was very correct, and the laughter around him angered Jiong Ming, and he didn't care that the back of his head was still cold now, he drove the horse hard, and his red eyes were about to kill this bastard who made him embarrassed in front of the chiefs of Yangzhou.

Jiong Ming's next blow, the strength was even more than the previous three points, and before Zhou Ye was gone, he was staggered from left to right, and he was in a hurry.

The most important thing is that compared to Jiong Ming, a young man who is less than thirty and is in the prime of life, Zhou Ye's physical strength is far inferior, and after more than thirty rounds of fighting, he already feels faintly overwhelmed.

"Damn, if it was ten years ago, how could the old man allow you to be so presumptuous." Zhou Ye thought a little stunned, time passed in a hurry, and he didn't expect that he would come to this point today.

Zhou Ye unconsciously lost his mind for a moment, and the crisis came as scheduled.

"Little White Boss, who do you say will win between the chief general of the government army and the head of the mountain?" The weather was cool and I watched it for a long time, but I didn't see why.

Lin Ran looked at the fierce battle below, and the officers and soldiers in the camp saw that the enemy chief was almost killed before, and they all thought that General Zhou Ye would definitely win, and the victory was only before long.

But Lin Ran found that as time passed, Zhou Ye's movements gradually slowed down, and he had faintly revealed signs of defeat.

"Let's see, it's hard to say right now." Lin Ran leaned against the wall in front of him and said.

Tian Liang nodded and continued to watch the battle below.

I have to say that this is a super duel belonging to NPCs, and the strength of the two sides of the heads-up is beyond the reach of any player now, and it is also very exciting, attracting countless players in the camp to flock here to watch.

"Die!" Jiong Ming stabbed Zhou Ye in the head again, and Zhou Ye hurriedly raised the knife with both hands to block.

"Ah~~ Ziz, Z." Zhou Ye took the blow with great difficulty, his arm holding the knife was sore, and his face was red.

Jiong Ming pressed the blade down hard, and saw that it was already close to Zhou Ye's shoulder, and a little further to the side, it was Zhou Ye's neck.

But at this time, the front hooves of the mount under Zhou Ye's crotch suddenly leaned and knelt forward, and Zhou Ye also took advantage of the situation and broke away from Jiongming's blade.

It turned out that just now, when the wrestling was the most critical, Zhou Ye slammed his crotch with his legs and rode it. This war horse has been fighting with him for half his life, so he naturally knows what his master's action means.

"Good, good!"

"The general will win, the general will win!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Both sides were cheering for this wonderful scene, and the superb fighting skills of both sides made the soldiers on both sides temporarily put aside the prejudices of the opposing camp and cheered in unison.