readx;? Chapter 4: Fluttering (6)

"Can't ......" Guo Yunming arrived at this moment, under the protection of dozens of "Han Army" cavalry, and it was long overdue. www.biquge.info Seeing that Yang Chonggui actually agreed to fight with Hu Yancong, he quickly opened his throat and shouted to stop him.

Regardless of whether the final result is a loss or a win, it is not appropriate to bet on the "second prince". Later, it reached the ears of Liu Zhiyuan, the king of Han, and as one of the parties involved, he Guo Yunming also had to eat and hang.

However, the deafening shouts in all directions completely buried his voice. The heroes of the green forest were unwilling to fight any further, and most of the cavalry of the "Han Army" accompanying them were already exhausted. It is in the interests of most of the people on both sides to be able to end this short and tragic encounter in the way of "fighting generals". And before the end of the battle, you can see a wonderful master duel, which can dilute the sadness of losing the robe in everyone's hearts to the greatest extent.

"Big boss, big boss, big boss......"

"General Yang, General Yang, General Yang......"

The soldiers who watched the battle did not need anyone to coordinate and command, and they were automatically divided into two distinct teams to cheer for the heroes in their respective minds.

The black-faced Hu Yancong is the leading hero on the green forest road in the north, and many minions in various mountains and villages have heard of his name. And Yang Chonggui also has countless admirers among the cavalry under Liu Zhiyuan.

This is due to their respective family backgrounds and life trajectories. Hu Yancong's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather are all tycoons of the green forest, and the time when the mountain is king can be reversed to the Huangchao Chaotang Dynasty. He himself is even more outstanding. Since he took over his father who died of injury at the age of sixteen as the owner of the village, in just eight years, he has seen the Khitan fight the Khitan, the Great Jin to fight the Great Jin, and the green forest heroes who came to take advantage of him have no mercy. Bring the whole cottage to prosperity. Within a radius of a few hundred miles, everyone who heard his nickname had to give him a thumbs up.

And Yang Chonggui's father, grandfather and great-grandfather are also one of the few fierce generals in the army. Although his grandfather and father had both accepted official positions from the Khitans, in those years, even Emperor Shi Jingjiao was able to worship Yelu Deguang, who was a few years younger than him, as his father-in-law, and the disgraceful history of the Yang family could be completely covered up by his handsome image and superb skills! What's more, since he took refuge under Liu Zhiyuan, Yang Chonggui himself must be the first in every battle, and he has won the reputation of the first shot in the army!

"Knock knock......" lest his own cheering voice be no match for others, and the organic minions decisively beat the drum. Everyone present was excited. (Note 1)

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo-------" The trumpeters in the cavalry responded with agitated trumpets. They know how to move the atmosphere better than their opponents. After all, in order to keep the soldiers from feeling too boring during ordinary training, the army often conducts various competitions, and horse duels are one of them.

It's just that when the ordinary guys competed, the spears were all iron-headed, and the top was still wrapped in thick felt. And today, the weapons in the hands of Hu Yancong and Yang Chonggui are all cold.

Seeing that the two war horses running in the opposite direction were getting closer and closer to each other, getting closer and closer, and the pistol and the horse lance pointed at the chests of the two generals, not shaking or avoiding. The sound of the drums instantly lost its rhythm with tension, "Knock Knock Knock", "Knock Knock Knock", "Knock Knock", like a raging storm. The sound of the painting horn suddenly soared into the clouds, "Woo woo woo, woo woo woo, woo woo -", if ten thousand dragons groaned in unison.

Twenty steps, ten steps, five steps. "Look at the move!" Hu Yancong snapped. The body is twisted sideways, the right hand is stretched forward, the left hand is flat, and the eight Changshuo stabbed at the opponent's left shoulder like a poisonous dragon.

"Death!" As if he had a heart with him, Yang Chonggui also rushed forward on his horse, decisively twisted his waist and stretched out his arms, and the Putou gun in his hand was like lightning, and he went straight to the other party's front door.

"Ahh However, the bloody scene they expected did not appear at all. Hu Yancong's Changshuo was dodged by Yang Chonggui at the last moment, leaving a dark cold light in vain. And Yang Chonggui's Putou gun was also dodged by Hu Yancong with a neat bowing movement, and only a silver phantom swayed in mid-air.

"Be careful!" Erma had just misplaced the stirrup, and Hu Yancong immediately shouted to close his elbow. With the lance as the edge, the lance as the compilation, looking for Yang Chonggui's backbone upside down.

Yang Chonggui quickly turned around and used a clean Haidilao Moon to pick the barbed horse lance, and then, the spear turned into a whip, which was picked up by a one-handed wheel and whipped to the opponent's neck, "Woo——!" "Hit!"

When the wind comes, so does the sound of broken cheers. Hu Yancong didn't expect the other party's strength to be so great and his tricks to be so strange. Quickly hid his neck and shrank his head, and leaned his body against the war horse.

The sharp cold wind flew past the tip of his helmet, sweeping a wisp of the helmet into the air, and the red dazzle dazzled the eyes. In the next moment, a black steel whip hovered out from under his ribs, and with a howling cold wind, it smashed into Yang Chonggui's war horse's buttocks.

"Dang Chang!" Yang Chonggui waved an iron shovel with his left hand to protect the war horse and knock the steel whip to the ground. The horses of both sides separated from each other at extremely high speeds. In the blink of an eye, each ran more than forty steps, and then with two angry roars, the horse's head circled, the horse's tail flew, and they began to hedge face each other again.

"Big Boss ......"

"General Yang ......"

The shouts only then resounded, accompanied by the thunderous drums and the long chanting of the painted horns, and the soldiers on both sides were so nervous that their faces were flushed. With round eyes and clenched fists, he never missed a wonderful moment.

Under thousands of enthusiastic gazes, the two warhorses met with a roar. The two men on horseback each shot twice, and then quickly separated. Yang Chonggui was shocked by the force on the lance, and Hu Yancong was forced to scream by the other party's repeated unexpected tricks.

The soldiers on both sides also did their best to cheer for the representatives of their own side. I am afraid that if the shouting is quiet, or the drum beat is drowned out by the sound of the horn, it will lead to the unfortunate loss of the actor on my side to others.

At this moment, the bet in the hearts of most of them is no longer the second prince hiding in the carriage with a blue nose and swollen face. It is the face of the "Hedong Jiedu Envoy Daying" and the entire "Taihang Mountain Green Forest". Either side wants to be left behind.

Yang Chonggui and Hu Yancong rode their horses to fight again. The third round, the fourth round, the fifth round. When the two BMWs began to hedge for the sixth time, beads of sweat appeared on Yang Chonggui's forehead, and his originally white face seemed to be coated with a thick layer of rouge, which looked even more delicate than Ning Wanshu, who rushed back with the troops.

Hu Yancong's face was dark, and he couldn't see too many changes. But the throat has already "split", and the sound it makes is like a broken gong. "I want you to look good!" he gasped and cried out in a low voice. The long lance in his hand is flat, and his body is swaying, as if he will fall off the horse at any moment. But between two large shakes, he quietly used his left hand to hide another steel whip under the lance.

Among the soldiers who watched the battle with "——! Beware" and "Han Army", some of them had sharp eyes and had already discovered that the opponent's attackers were cheating. Resolutely tear open your throat to remind.

However, most people, because of the distance, or because they are too engaged, do not notice anything. He continued to pull his throat, wave his arms, and yell. The sporadic reminders were completely swallowed up in the deafening cheers.

Note 1: The drum is rumored to be a traditional musical instrument of the Qiang nationality, with skin on both sides and a waist in the middle, which is easy to carry. It was widely spread during the Tang Dynasty and was mostly used as musical instruments and to boost morale during wartime.

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