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Chapter 8 (10)

As he spoke, the whole person had already rushed up the hillside. The silver spear and white horse brocade robe were as fast as a white lightning bolt.

When Zheng Ziming heard this, he immediately turned his mount, gently clamped the lower abdomen of the oolong horse with his legs, and took advantage of the mountain to meet the wind like the wind, "As you wish! Zheng Mou's hands are also itching!"

The two have fought more than once, and they both know each other's pounds. Therefore, Gao Huaide did not hide his selfishness, and shouted "look at the gun" again, and the silver gun that had just been wrapped in felt went straight to Zheng Ziming's lower abdomen.

"Whew!" Zheng Ziming swung his whip sideways, smashing the barrel of the gun, making a loud noise. Gao Huaide's arm was slightly numb from the shock, but he twisted his body indifferently, used the silver spear as a long whip, and swept hard, "on".

In this sweep, there are at least more than 300 catties of manpower and horsepower combined. If Zheng Ziming forcibly parried, even if someone could block it, the crotch mount would be injured. Immediately, he leaned sideways without hesitation, and the backbone of the person instantly attached to the backbone of the war horse. The steel whip in his hand was like a swallowtail, obliquely attached to the neck of the war horse.

Gao Huaide used too much force, and he couldn't retract the momentum, so he could only watch Zheng Ziming's lower abdomen slide past the barrel of his gun. Immediately after, he was alarmed, and he leaned forward sharply, and had swept the barrel of the gun behind his back, and stood up high.

"Smack!" Zheng Ziming swung his steel whip backwards with the help of the moment he got up, and smashed it on the barrel of the gun that Gao Huaide had erected in time, making a crisp sound. Immediately, the two war horses galloped like clouds, leaving the two sides behind, each twenty paces behind.

"Okay!" cheers rang out like thunder. Whether it was the brothers of the Cangzhou Army, or the cronies of Chai Rong and Gao Huaide, their faces were flushed with excitement, and they kept stroking their palms and stomping their feet.

The two armies were hedged, and the cavalry of both sides usually had only one chance to face each other. The first time you can't hit the other person, you have to hand this person over to your companion behind you. He used the speed of his horse to rush towards the enemy's second platoon of cavalry. But at the moment, it is on the school field, so after the end of a photo, the two sides have to bring their war horses back to fight again. So, Zheng Ziming and Gao Huaide, after running fifty or sixty steps by the inertia of the war horse, turned their horses' heads.

"Throat gun, watch your chest!" the two rode their horses again, and Gao Huaide unceremoniously grabbed the lead. The silver spear wrapped in the felt shook violently, and white smoke rose wildly, and between a huge thick fog, there were countless gun heads.

This trick is a bit flattering. The chalk powder deliberately used will splash around after being forced, so that the other party cannot distinguish the authenticity of the gun. Zheng Ziming saw it, and he was not in a hurry. The steel whip was raised in his left hand, and his right hand quickly touched behind him. In the midst of the lightning and fire, he felt a round shield the size of a basin, and with a "dang" sound, the dense fog and the spear blade were all blocked three feet away from his body.

"Ah, you, you're cheating!" The nirvana stunt was actually broken by someone in the most stupid way, Gao Huaide was so angry that he yelled. Zheng Ziming grinned at him, and the shield slammed off his hand, like a speeding wheel, directly to the root of his thigh. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

"Dang Chang!" was another crisp sound. Gao Huaide, who was protesting angrily, suddenly took out an iron shovel from under the silver spear. At the last moment, he did not smash Zheng Ziming's chest, but protected himself in front of him.

"What a gun!" Zheng Ziming laughed as he swung his whip to attack, and the whip did not leave Gao Huaide's head and chest.

"Each other, your flying shield kung fu is also good!" Gao Huaide parried with his guns in both hands, and his mouth was not idle, directly highlighting the other party's rogue methods.

The two turned their horses to fight again, and in a blink of an eye, they fought for more than ten rounds. Zheng Ziming used many means such as flying axes, whips, and lassoes, but he only forced Gao Huaide into a hurry, but he never made any contributions. Gao Huaide's cold arrows, pinching in the gun, and returning the horse pistol also used strange tricks, but he did not defeat the enemy as he wished.

"Good!" "Good!" "General Zheng is amazing!" "General Gao is mighty!" In all directions, the cheers thundered again. Everyone was inexplicably excited about the alertness and "cunning" of both sides.

The people on the field watched happily, and when the two sides on the field turned the horse's head back, their faces were sweating. Especially Zheng Ziming, the original martial arts did not take a subtle route, and his riding skills were far inferior to Gao Huaide, and he could be equal to the other party in a short period of time, relying on a body of brute strength, endless strange tricks and a variety of ingenious weapons that he had explored by himself. When brute force, strange tricks, and fresh weapons didn't work, the mood became a little agitated, and the fatigue on his face appeared.

Gao Huaide became more and more courageous, and he couldn't wait to immediately force Zheng Ziming into a desperate situation and give up the whip and admit defeat. I was thinking about which housekeeping stunt to show the next time I got close to each other, but I heard someone shouting loudly: "Third brother go down to rest, second brother, I can see that my hands are itchy!" ”

As he spoke, a yellow-chested horse had already rushed into the battle group. Block Zheng Ziming, take his own master, and take Gao Huaide's lower abdomen.

"Good time!" Gao Huaide swung his spear sideways, swinging the big stick in the man's hand to the side. Immediately, while raising his gun to shoot back, he protested loudly, "It's really a brother in the war, Second Brother Zhao is afraid that your third brother will suffer!"

"He just had a fight with Brother Guo, and you are recuperating next to you. Even if you win, you won't be able to win!" Zhao Kuangyin laughed and gave his reason for meddling neatly.

This is not entirely a strong word. Before Gao Huaide launched the invitation, Zheng Ziming was indeed competing with Chai Rong. Although the contest between the two at that time was completely to distract Chai Rong and forget the pain of his wife and children being innocently killed. But Chai Rong's martial arts are also first-class, and if you want to take him down, it is impossible not to spend the slightest effort.

Thinking of this section, Gao Huaide didn't have the heart to protest against Zhao Kuangyin's "bias". shook his spirit and fought with the other party. In terms of martial arts, he is also much higher than the other party. However, Zhao Kuangyin and his brother Zheng Ziming are the same raccoon dogs, every move is amazingly powerful, and the slightest fall in the wind will be strange tricks, and from time to time some weapons that are not in the stream, such as darts, lassoes, hand forks, etc., are thrown out, so that Gao Huaide is unable to defend himself.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than 30 rounds. Zhao Kuangyin gradually lost the wind, but his physical strength was still sufficient. Gao Huaide won sixty percent of the noodles, but he was so tired that he was out of breath and his arms were sore. If the fight continues, it is still unpredictable who will lose and who will win.

Just when Gao Huaide was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, Chai Rong's voice came from behind him, "General Gao, go aside and rest for a while, let me come and talk to the second brother for a few tricks." My brother and I haven't talked to each other for many days, and today is just the right time to get rid of the itch. ”

"Thank you, Brother Guo!" Gao Huaide turned his head, glanced at Chai Rong gratefully, and hurriedly withdrew from the circle by the steps.

Chai Rong smiled at Zhao Kuangyin, waved his spear, and wanted to be on a par with his good brother. At this moment, a low horn suddenly came to the ground. "Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo woo ......"

"It's not good, big commander!" the two exclaimed in unison, turned their horses' heads without hesitation, and went straight to the Chinese army camp.

"Commander, there is an urgent military situation!" Zheng Ziming and Gao Huaide suddenly had no intention of fighting again. They looked at each other, and their horses caught up.

Behind the horsetail, only four trails of smoke and dust remained, and an empty hillside.

The skylight swayed through the treetops, as if still remembering the proud figures just now.

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