Chapter 152 Three rounds of stabbing Zhou Ting to death Pick a spear and go around the field to watch

"Please allow me to fight. Chu Yang said with his fists clenched.

"You?" Cheng Yuan and Zhao Fan asked in shock at the same time.

"Hmm!" Chu Yang nodded solemnly.

It's not that the two of them don't believe that Chu Yang has this ability, but they directly don't know if he has this ability!

Although they knew that Chu Yang was a general of Kou, but after getting along in the past two days, the two of them only saw Chu Yang's strategy, and because of this, the two instinctively thought that he was a general, so of course they would be extremely surprised.

Just when Cheng Yuan was suspicious, he saw the firmness and confidence in Chu Yang's eyes, and immediately dispelled the worries in his heart, he knew that Chu Yang had a long-term vision, and it was impossible for him to be unsure and do something that risked his life.

He immediately confirmed: "Okay! General Lao beheads this evil thief!"

Seeing that after he killed a general in only one round, no one in Cheng Yuanjun would come out of the battle, Zhou Ting immediately arrogantly provoked: "Who else will send him to death!

"The thief is crazy, wait for General Ben to come and take your head!" Chu Yang pointed his spear at Zhou Ting and slapped his horse out.

Seeing Chu Yang's immature face, it was obvious that he was not very old, Zhou Ting couldn't help but laugh on the spot: "Hahahaha!

He shouted to Cheng Yuan again: "Cheng Yuan! You sent this young son to fight against me, is it really that there is no one under the account? Or do you have a deep grudge against this son, so you deliberately sent him to die!" Hahahaha!"

Gao Zihui, who was standing on the city tower and watching the battle, looked at the early sun in front of the battle and unconsciously sighed: "On the battlefield, the wind and rain and the sun are basking all day long, even if you are not old, you look relatively old, but you can see the white face of this enemy general, this is obviously a newcomer." ”

After that, Gao Zihui stretched out his hand into his sleeve, took out the letter he was going to give to Ma Zhong last night, tore it up on the spot after reading it, and shook his head and sighed: "It turns out that it is really like what Zhou Bei said, all the people in Cheng Yuan's army are old and weak! ”

Chu Yang slapped his horse out of the formation, and when he arrived ten zhang away from Zhou Ting, Zhou Ting raised his knife and asked Chu Yang: "Xiao'er doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and he dares to speak wildly, speed up his name!"

"Dead thief, you don't need to know!" After scolding, Chu Yang rushed towards Zhou Ting with his legs between the horse's belly.

It can be said that it is an unwritten rule to exchange names during the battle, but I didn't expect Chu Yang to play cards according to common sense, and his sudden charge made Zhou Ting almost panic.

Seeing that the spearhead in Chu Yang's hand flashed with cold light and stabbed at him, Zhou Ting hurriedly swung his knife and slashed at Chu Yang's iron spear, and the two horses exchanged stirrups for a round, and Zhou Ting was able to take Chu Yang's stab.

It was also because he swung the knife in a hurry, causing Zhou Ting's strength to not be exerted at all, as soon as the two weapons clashed, the force and the force collided with each other, and he was shocked by the powerful blow of Chu Yang, and his hands were numb, and he couldn't help but shake his sour arm.

And Chu Yang thought of the number of ways before the charge, after rushing past Zhou Ting's side just now, he hurriedly returned to the spear to stab, and at this time Zhou Ting was still throwing his hand right away, many years of experience in fighting on the battlefield, and this sudden sense of crisis, made him hurriedly swing the knife behind him.

However, no matter how fast he reacted, he was always one step slower than Chu Yang, and as soon as he raised the *** in his hand, he saw that the iron spear in Chu Yang's hand had already stabbed under his armpit.

I have to say that Zhou Ting is a battle-hardened general, when he saw the danger, he reacted at the first time, hurriedly put away the knife that had been half swung out, and hurriedly lay on the horse's back.

Zhao Fan, who was watching the battle not far away, looked at Chu Yang's smooth and sharp body, and said in shock: "I only started with Chu Yang being General Wen, but I never expected him to have such martial arts, and he could easily suppress Zhou Ting in only two rounds." ”

"If it is placed in the hands of ordinary people, it will inevitably be buried, and the lord really knows the hero!" Cheng Yuan also nodded in admiration.

He shouted behind him, "Drum cheers!"

Chu Yang, who was fighting in front, heard the sound of his own war drums, and his morale suddenly soared, and after the spearhead brushed Zhou Ting's armor, he did not return the spear, but roared angrily and increased the strength of his hands, and pressed Zhou Ting's back lying on horseback.

Thinking about the strength of Chu Yang's hands, where can ordinary people afford it, even if Zhou Tingdang was pressed and snorted, he only felt that his back was suddenly hit by a boulder, and the war horse under his crotch was also bent down because of this heavy sink.

Chu Yang roared and exerted force in his hand, Zhou Ting felt that his breath was not smooth, and the war horse couldn't help but neigh on the spot, and directly carried Zhou Ting in front of him.

Because of the jumping of the horses, the spear in Chu Yang's hand was unevenly forced, and he knew that no matter how hard he pressed it, he would only make himself empty and there would be no results, so he hurriedly withdrew the iron spear.

The moment the iron spear was withdrawn, Zhou Ting only felt that the boulder on his back was as if it had been moved away by the gods, and he was so happy, it was really a standard relief!

At this time, he didn't have time to rest, so he hurriedly slapped his horse and dodged forward, for fear that Chu Yang would test him again.

Gao Zihui, who had been watching the battle from the city tower, saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly ordered the junior colonel next to him and said: "Mingjin!

The little colonel hurriedly grabbed his brass hammer and raised the retreating golden bell.

And Chu Yang has always believed in the concept of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, where can you give Zhou Ting a chance to retreat, and when he was swaying and hiding, Chu Yang hurriedly slapped his horse and chased after him, and at this time, Zhou Ting was a little short of oxygen because of his poor breath just now, which caused his head to be dizzy, and he didn't even react to the news of the retreat.

His body shook and he took two steps forward, listening to the sound of the horse's hooves getting closer and closer behind him, he wanted to turn the horse's head to face the battle, but at this time, his reaction couldn't keep up at all, and as soon as the centaur turned halfway, the iron spear in Chu Yang's hand had already stabbed at him.

When he saw the flickering cold light on the spearhead, Zhou Ting's brain had some aura, and it was too late to swing the knife to cut Chu Yang, *** had just been raised, and the long and sharp spearhead of the iron spear had already pierced straight into his chest and lungs!

This made him completely sober up, and the *** in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, Zhou Ting covered the spear body that had passed through his back, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a sweet cry in his throat!

At this time, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and he looked at the owner who was holding it with both hands, and met Chu Yang's murderous eyes, and at this time Chu Yang did not stop the war horse under his crotch.

The spearhead was inserted in Zhou Ting's body, the person rode on the horse, and the horse's belly was clamped under his legs, and the war horse rushed forward more rapidly, directly bringing Zhou Ting who was riding on the horse up, and straight into the air!

Zhou Ting, who was picked into the air, grabbed his hands indiscriminately, his legs were also kicking in the air, whining and screaming in pain, and blood kept gushing out along his screams!

Chu Yang kept picking Zhou Ting around the battlefield, and then rushed back to the position where he had just picked and killed Zhou Ting, in order to let everyone present see Zhou Ting's tragic situation clearly, and his own ferocity!

The scene of a tragic death on the battlefield and a different place is simply commonplace, and this group of soldiers has basically seen it, but they have never seen anyone who kills it and picks it up for others to see! The most terrifying thing is that this person is not dead, but is being picked up in the air and shouting wildly! The horror of this picture cannot be stood by anyone who sees it!

And for his demonic behavior, this murderous method, shocked both the enemy and the enemy present, and even threw away his blade directly, covering his head with his hands and screaming like crazy!

Gao Zihui on the city tower is just a strategist, he has never even killed a chicken on weekdays, when he saw people have such a tragic end, his feet were soft at that time and he couldn't help but sit on the ground, and he couldn't even give orders.