This time, Lu Chen would not give Wen Chou a chance to make the first move. Rushing closer, Lu Chen pulled out an arrow from the quiver and smiled mysteriously. However, he only brought arrows, not a bow and crossbow at all, because he couldn't shoot arrows, and he didn't learn math well in junior high school, so he couldn't figure out the laws of parabola.

Wen Chou's chrysanthemum shrank, and said in his heart, you didn't bring a bow, you shot wool? Then he raised his big knife and began to aim at Lu Chen's head.

Shout.

saw that Lu Chen was too unsophisticated, so he actually used the arrow as a dart and threw it directly at Wen Chou's face.

Wen Chou subconsciously turned his head to dodge, and the offensive was suddenly blocked.

The treacherous plan succeeded, Lu Chen smiled crookedly, and smashed the halberd on the top of Wen Chou's head, because he had two stirrups, so now Lu Chen was standing on horseback with his legs on his own, and his strength could be imagined.

Wen Chou was anxious and angry, so he had to block with a horizontal knife.

Bang dang.

Wen Chou only felt that his hands were numb, and he couldn't exert his strength. The handle of his long knife fell directly on his back, and he was now almost blocking Lu Chen's strength with his long knife on his back, the war horse under his crotch staggered a little, and he himself was almost lying on the horse's back.

Wen Chou's heart trembled, this guy has good martial arts, his strength is not low, and the most important thing is that the war horse is better than me, and he also strangely installed two stirrups! I was able to exert my strength with both legs! At this time, my strength had collapsed, and I was lying on the horse's back, unable to exert my strength. If he strikes again, how can I guard against it?

However, after waiting for a while, Wen Chou didn't notice that Lu Chen made another move, because the painting halberd on his back was still there. What's even more strange is that instead of increasing, the opponent's strength has weakened a lot! Wen Chou looked back, but saw Lu Chen holding the halberd in one hand, and leisurely put the halberd back.

No more shots?

The horses of the two staggered again.

Wen Chou thought strangely, Lu Chen obviously had the upper hand just now, why didn't he make any more moves? If he changes his tactics again, I'm afraid I won't have time to deal with it, and I'll get hurt. Is it because he's a fool? Or inexperienced in battle formations?

All kinds of ideas popped up, Wen Chou slowed down and looked back at Lu Chen, but he was stunned to see Lu Chen dragging the halberd, smiling cheaply, and stretching out a hand towards him, the shape of that hand was very unique - the palm of the hand was facing up, the four fingers were bent into a fist, and the middle finger was erected and pointed straight to the sky.

What does this mean?

Wen Chou tilted his head slightly, his expression was slightly puzzled, and if he provoked, he should hook his index finger!

Snort.

There was a strange sound.

"Whirring ......"

Wen Chou suddenly smelled a pungent strange smell, and looked around, only to find that behind the horse's buttocks, there was a clay pot hanging on the saddle leather strip, and outside the mouth of the clay pot, there was a gray line that was sneering and burning, sparks were splashing, and white smoke was coming out.

What is this?

Hidden weapons?

It can't be so ugly!

Poison?

Poison can't burn!

Don't...... Do you want to stink to death? Wowha, you underestimate me too much!

Wen Chou thought fiercely.

I saw that he was holding a knife in one hand and slowing down the reins with the other, but he couldn't spare his hand to take care of the clay pot. After all, Wen Chou has never seen gunpowder, so of course he doesn't pay much attention to it, which is understandable.

Pang Tongyi saw Lu Chen's gesture of raising his middle finger, and then looked at the white smoke on Wen Chou's horse's buttocks, clapped his hands, and said, "It's a big thing!" ”

"Oh? How did the little brother hang that thing up? How can bombs still be used? Lu Qi was also interested.

Lu Qi knew that the bombs had been made a long time ago, but the ones brought in Yanmen before could only be lit with fire folds, which was different from this. A few days ago in Guangyang County, Lu Chen and Pang Tong were idle after making Shiyuan lanterns, so they tinkered with this thing together, in fact, there was nothing new, Lu Qi had already seen gunpowder and matches. It's just that he didn't expect Lu Chen to combine the two into one, I don't know how he got it, anyway, a wooden stopper plugs the clay pot, as long as the wooden stopper is pulled out, the lead will be pulled out, and it will start to burn. At the beginning, Lu Qi also stole one to play, but the house collapsed, and Lu Chen scolded her.

Now, Lu Qi looked at the coquettish and invincible hairy face Wen Chou, who was still very dragged, and couldn't help but cover his eyes, and then looked at Wen Chou's war horse from between his fingers.

At the same time, Cao Xing also whispered to the surrounding generals: "Prepare for a surprise attack of the whole army!" With that, he stretched out his bow and aimed at Wen Chou, who was getting closer and closer.

Distal.

Lu Chen quickly controlled the horse to slow down.

This needs to be handled just right, too close to Wen Chou, it is easy to be startled by the explosion, and it is difficult to rush into the enemy formation to find death, after all, this thing is too copycat, and it is impossible to predict the specific time of its explosion. If it is too far away from Wen Chou, it will be too close to Wen Chou's troops, and when the time comes, his own light cavalry will assault, and he will not be poked into a sieve by the enemy first.

The two armies gathered about 500 paces in the middle, and the battle formation of Lu Chen and Wen Chou was within 300 steps.

At this time, Wen Chou and Lu Chen were both war horses that slowed down, rushed to a place more than a hundred steps away from the opponent's troops, and just turned around.

Lu Chen suddenly reined in his horse and ran sideways, he wanted to go around in a circle and return to his own army, after all, the current Wen Chou is several times more awesome than just now, you must not chase Lao Tzu!

"Phew!"

Wen Chou turned around, but saw that Lu Chen was no longer rushing, he only thought that Lu Chen was afraid and wanted to escape, and his heart was in a hurry. He thought, "How can you escape?" Hold on a little longer, big brother! I promise to fight one more round, and I'll pretend to be defeated and run away! Don't steal my show!

Wen Chou's head was full of Yuan Shao's orders to let him only defeat and not win, and he didn't care about a strange thing hanging from the horse's buttocks, so he immediately shouted, "Where is Xiao'er running?" Watch Grandpa chop off your dog's head! ”

Who knows, but Lu Chen is thinking: Oh, your sister! Don't come, don't come!

Wen Chou silently thought in his heart: When I rush over, stop him and fight again, I will fail! Boy, don't be cowardly! I'm begging you!

Su You on the other side almost foamed at the mouth: Wen Chou, your uncle! Fraud will not fail, look! Scare people away, right? You were simply captured alive by the other party!

At this moment, there was a sudden thunderstorm on the ground.

Boom -

Flash of fire! The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

A small mushroom cloud rose, this gunpowder was too inferior, not very powerful, and the smoke was very large.

Wen Chou only felt that his horse was flying, and his butt hurt a little.

After a while, Wen Chou felt that the war horse had become shorter, his legs had stepped on the ground, his head was a little groggy, and when he saw Lu Chen coming around, he was in a hurry, and subconsciously lifted the reins: "Drive!" ”

"Tease! Driving your sister! You've only got half a horse left! ”

Lu Chen grinned and passed not far from Wen Chou.

Wen Chou looked behind his butt in amazement, only to see that his horse was indeed only the front half of his body, and his butt and two hind legs were still seven or eight steps behind. At the same time, Wen Chou found that the armor behind his buttocks was torn, and a lot of it was pierced into his buttocks and back, and the flesh and blood on his entire back were blurred, of course, most of them were horse flesh.

Only then did he feel a huge pain, but his mind was blank! Who cut his horse in half? There seems to be the sound of thunder just now?!

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