This time was quite unexpected by Tuoyu, and suddenly a palm lightning came, and Qin Zhuofeng struck a blow, and under the intersection of fists and palms, there was a muffled sound like defeat.

After Qin Zhuofeng and Tuo Yu took a hard hit, the two of them did not look back between their bodies, they all waved their hands backwards in unison, and the "wine knife and wine sword" shot again, attacking the opponent's vital point, and there were two light sounds of "snort".

A clump of curly hair fluttered in the wind, and a piece of sleeves danced with the wind like a butterfly, flying higher and higher, but after the two of them fought hard, their internal breath was invariably suffocated, and the dodge was a little slower, and the curly hair on Tuo Yu's head and Qin Zhuofeng's cuffs were slightly brought to the unique blade mixed with the deep internal strength of the two at the same time, and they were slashed down.

Zhu Quan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva at Qin Zhuofeng's shot, and secretly exclaimed: I can't see that this old monkey has a weird yin and yang on weekdays, and his martial arts are so high. Turning his head to Xu Ying beside him, he whispered: "Master's feint action is controlled by internal force, moving with his heart, and his extremely gentle technique can become as heavy as a mountain between breaths. It seems simple, but if the two of us operate our internal force like this, I am afraid that it will diverge from the internal breath. ”

Xu Ying nodded, and said with a solemn face: "Yes, when the master taught me this "Qianqing Kun Hou" skill in the past, he once said that "Qian" represents the sky of emptiness, Ming and Qingyue, and "Kun" represents the solid and incomparably thick earth. ”

At this time, Qin Zhuofeng and Tuo Yu already knew that the other party was really a rare opponent in their lives, so they raised their hands and threw away the already empty gourd and wine sac, and pounced on them and fought together. Qin Zhuofeng won battles to the death with countless masters in the past years, and he had a lot more experience than Tuoyu. Tuo Yusheng was more than ten years younger than Qin Zhuofeng, and he was more energetic, and the two sides fought evenly between several moves.

Qin Zhuofeng thought to himself: Although this kid's martial arts are high, he doesn't seem to have many opportunities to fight with the master, and his experience is slightly inferior to that of the old man, but he is young and strong, and his victory is long-lasting, so he must fight quickly. Thinking like this in his heart, he did not slow down at all, and when he raised his right fist to attack, he suddenly flicked his two fingers, and two strong winds swept up a little snowflake, hitting the opponent's eyes, and his right hand suddenly changed into a palm when he flicked his fingers, and the momentum was imprinted on the opponent's chest like a mountain.

Tuo Yu shouted, spit out a breath mixed with internal force in his mouth, dissolved the opponent's finger wind, and after his left hand received the other party's seemingly heavy palm with his fist, his heart screamed badly, and he hurriedly waved his right palm and Qin Zhuofeng's ghostly left fist to hit each other, when he fought, although he was silent, he felt that the opponent's internal force was like the Yangtze River, and he didn't want to suffer internal injuries, so he involuntarily took three steps back, unloading the opponent's internal force impact, and only then did he dissolve this killer.

Qin Zhuofeng was as dignified as a mountain, his feet and ankles were below, and he fell into the soil silently, his body was fixed, his face was as usual, but secretly he swallowed a mouthful of blood. It turned out that the finger wind of his right hand, and the blow as heavy as a mountain were all false moves, but the killer was a silent and fast blow with his left hand, although his left palm was prepared, he was forced to meet Tuo Yucang suddenly, suffered a loss, and took three steps back. But the palm of his right hand is only three points of internal force, but it is a hard response to the opponent's abundant internal force, if he is also like Tuoyu three steps back, dissipate the opponent's internal force, naturally fine, but he is strong by nature, how can he be willing to retreat a little bit in front of this thousands of troops, in front of everyone's eyes, when Hu and Han are fighting? Although he guided the opponent's internal force to his feet, he still suffered some internal injuries.

Seeing this, Zhu Quan shouted coldly: "Stop, you have lost." ”

Guili muttered, "How can you count yourself as losing?" He saw that Qin Zhuofeng and Tuo Yu were opponents, so he naturally wished that the two of them would lose both, and the best result was that Tuo Yu won with a serious injury, how could he get this result?

Zhu Quan pointed at Tuo Yu and said, "He was beaten back three steps, but my master didn't move at all, how can he not be considered a loser?" ”

"Desert Flying Eagle" Takuyu gave the other party three steps back, which was seen by everyone. Qin Zhuofeng was injured and swallowed blood, but no one knew about it, Zhu Quan's question was justified, and Gui Lichi asked him, and Arutai was suffocated.

How could Tuhuan not see Gui Lichi's sinister intentions, so he hurriedly smiled at Zhu Quan and said: "We are heroes on the grassland, if we lose, we will lose, and we will never be confused." "Neither yin nor yang blocked back what Gui Lichi still wanted to say.

Tuo Yu clenched his fists with both hands at this time, and said loudly to Qin Zhuofeng: "Your Excellency respects your surname, and you will be convinced in the next loss." ”

Qin Zhuofeng was quite heartbroken when he saw the other party admitting defeat in a fair and upright manner, and at that moment in his heart, there seemed to be no dispute between Hu and Han, and he nodded and said, "Accept, accept." Old man Qin Zhuofeng. With that, he turned around and walked back behind Zhu Quan. He has not said the word "concession" for more than 20 years, but what he said today is sincere and not pretentious at all.

Guili saw that he couldn't make a plan, so he said to Zhu Quan and Lan Yu with a calm face: "This kind of competition is not too enjoyable, why don't you let these hundred warriors of our three clans learn the skills of General Lan's subordinates?" Looking at the more than 100 Ming soldiers, there were ten people holding firearms, and said in a deep voice: "Our heroes on the grassland pay attention to the fight of real swords and guns, can we not use these firearms?" ”

Zhu Quan said in his heart: There is no need to have a good interest in the guy, and the fool is almost the same. Just as he was about to say no, Lan Yu on his side said coldly: "Okay, we don't use firearms, you don't ride horses and shoot arrows, let's one hundred and four people against one hundred and four people, how about slashing with real knives and real guns?" ”

Hearing Lan Yu say this, Tuhuan said strangely in his heart: A hundred people will be a hundred, and it will take a hundred and four people, which is very strange.

Gui Lichi turned his head to look at the knights of the three clans behind him, all of them were big-shouldered and round-waisted, and their burly bodies were better than the Ming soldiers under the command of Lan Yu, and then turned his head to see the Ming army holding four weapons such as swords, spears, bows, crossbows, and firearms, and then nodded and said: "That's it, never die." ”

The father and son, Arutai, seeing that Gui Lichi and Lan Yu had made such a strange agreement, they both nodded after not glancing at each other, agreeing to such a contest. After thinking about it for a while, Tuhuan already understood Gui Lichi's plan, and he was slightly admired in his heart, and said in his heart: Although this old ghost is treacherous, he is indeed very good at leading troops to fight.

Seeing that he agreed, Lan Yu immediately walked up to the one hundred and three Ming soldiers led by the tall Baihu and gave the order.

The arrogant Baihu bowed down to receive the order, and his expression did not change, and he clenched his fists and bowed and said: "The subordinates are safe, and I will obey the general's orders." After that, he turned around and ordered more than a dozen soldiers armed with firearms and bows and arrows to go back to the Ming army brigade to get swords and shields, and let the other soldiers replace them with spears.

It turned out that the weapon configuration of the Ming army at this time was 100 households, 10 guns, 20 swords, 30 bows and arrows, and 40 guns. After the change of weapons, one hundred and three became seventy-one sword players and thirty-two pikemen.

Guili saw that half of the 100 Ming soldiers had changed their blades, and he was very proud in his heart, and secretly said: Half of you have changed the weapons you use every day, but I am afraid that it will not be so easy to kill. It turned out that he was cunning and cunning, and he had led soldiers for a long time, and he knew that the weapon training of soldiers was generally targeted, especially for soldiers armed with long-range weapons, such as bows and crossbows, and firecrackers.

Lan Yu paced back and forth, and said in a deep voice: "Today's battle is not trivial, the brothers who died in the battle each received a hundred taels of silver, and those who survived each received fifty taels, and the official was promoted to one level." ”

Zhu Quan looked at the Ming army that was slightly shorter than the Mongolian knights, and he couldn't bear it a little in his heart, and said in his heart: This battle is about whether it can deter the three groups of coalition forces and the great plan of the expedition to Nahachu. Thinking of this, he said aloud to the Ming army: "As long as this battle is won, regardless of life or death, this king will reward each of the brothers with a hundred taels of silver." ”

When the 100 Ming troops led by Ping An heard such a generous reward from His Royal Highness King Ning, their morale was greatly boosted, and their eyes were full of fierce light.

Lan Yu glanced at Gui Lichi, secretly amused in his heart, and said: Do you think that my own soldiers will not use knives and guns if they can shoot arrows? It turned out that the hundred Ming soldiers led by Ping An were all personal soldiers under the command of Lan Yu, and all of them had been in battle for a long time, and they were all mixed into veteran soldiers. Fierce by nature, and skilled in knives, guns, firearms, and bows and crossbows, he is the elite of the army of tigers and wolves of Lanyu, and when the two armies are fighting, he is responsible for protecting the safety of the main general.