Compared with Zhang Xiu, who was more likely to fight immediately, Huang Zhong, who was born in Lao Ge, obviously had more combat experience, and after wielding a sword and shield and fighting a few back and forth, he was killed by the general with one move.

But this gave some confidence to the guests who really wanted to brush up on their presence - if Huang Zhong was a nameless old man like Huang Zhong was fine, why couldn't I try it?

Besides, there is one simple truth - Lu Lian is only one person! She's going to get tired!

"Next." The general said.

Someone's hand holding the glass trembled slightly.

"Next." The general said.

Someone's barbecue on a bamboo chopstick fell.

"Next." The general said.

The people who were ready to try their luck on the field were stunned.

"General, this doesn't look like you're dancing with a sword." Someone said it secretly.

"Like what?"

The man kept his mouth shut, and did not utter the words "like killing a pig."

The cheers and cheers faded away, and silence fell into the tent again.

There was not a single tear in the general's brand-new clothes, not even a handprint.

She was still standing in the center of the tent, not sweating, not panting, and not lifting her eyelids any more.

She looks like a person, her body looks like a person, and although she doesn't look like it when she speaks, she looks like a person overall.

But now she suddenly doesn't feel like a person.

"Next."

The general did not notice in the slightest that everyone in the tent was looking at her in awe.

Until the lord suddenly stood up.

"I'll try." Liu Bei said.

The lord does not use a sword when fighting, but uses two small halberds.

"I've fought with Dian Wei before," she suddenly became more talkative, "and he uses this." ”

"Well, then you beat him."

"I haven't lost." She said naturally.

Those who drank stopped drinking, and those who ate vegetables stopped eating, and even Zhang Liao, who was trying to wave a spoon to cook, put the spoon down.

Everyone is watching, everyone is staring at the two monarchs and ministers, it is impossible to see the general's resignation, she may not have such a thing as "ministers" in her mind.

…… But Sima Yi, who thought so, found that he was wrong.

The general still has a "minister's festival".

She saw that the lord was rolling up his sleeves, tucking his sleeves, and preparing for battle, so she came to his side.

This general walks slowly when he is not fighting, but as long as she wants to, there is always a way to step next to others in one step, and I don't know what kind of ability it is.

The two of them suddenly got very close, and within a moment's time, they startled the lord.

"What are you doing so close to me?"

Everyone heard the lord whisper a question.

"Lord, I said I didn't lose."

Everyone heard the general whisper back.

"Well, I heard," the lord frowned at her, "and then?" ”

Everyone pricked up their ears.

The sound of the crackling of the coals, the sound of leaking, the sound of the incense burner burning out and falling into the ashes, the sound of the soldiers laughing and playing outside the tent, are all clear.

But even so, it wasn't quiet enough, so everyone held their breath in unison.

They held their breath, tilting their heads slightly, their eyes fixed on the General's lips, determined not to let go of any of her next words.

Sima Yi clenched the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and sweat drops soaked slightly on his forehead.

"Lord, you can't beat me," the general also glanced at the guests with his spare eyes, covered one hand to his mouth, and asked the lord in a low voice, "Do you want me to pretend that I can't beat and admit defeat in advance?" ”

Mr. Jian Yong suddenly coughed very loudly, coughing heart-rending and breaking his liver and intestines.

…… But it didn't work.

Because everyone saw the shocked expression of the lord.

Chapter 586

In this Chinese military tent, there are people who can make a few moves with Lu Hangyu.

Zhang Liaotai Shi Ci is good at arching and riding horses, but he is not weak in foot combat, Huang Zhong's bravery, or Gao Shun's offensive and defensive integration back then, can be called remarkable.

So she looked the lord up and down, thinking that he could probably reach Zhang Liao's level, and it was actually not bad to be able to reach Huang Zhong Gaoshun's level.

…… Of course, it can't be compared with her.

For the sake of combat effectiveness, she sacrificed her charm and became a nasty ghost in the eyes of strangers, and the lord loved flowers and flowers, and the soldiers liked him and even the shrewd rich merchant Mi family cried and shouted to marry his precious sister to him when he saw him - the key is that Liu Bei is just good-looking, and his face is not as good as the handsome guy Lu Fan who really brushes his face to eat! Why did he become a good son-in-law!

So she's definitely not going to lose, there's no suspense.

The lord seemed to be amused by her.

Holding two halberds in one hand, he stroked his mustache with the other, and looked her up and down there.

The two kings and ministers looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything.

"I don't have to lose you." He popped up the sentence.

She laughed, "My lord, this-"

The lord didn't laugh, and the lord didn't even wait for her to finish laughing, the lord re-separated the two small halberds and waved them down on top of her head!

There was an exclamation in the big tent!

But the general's posture turned sideways, and the hoarse and rough voice didn't even fluctuate at all, and he finished his words stiffly—

"That's not very modest!"

The lord ignored it, and the other halberd also stabbed out!

…… That's what really hit!

She used to fight with Dian Wei, thinking that she was already a master who was hard to find in the world, because Dian Wei was tall and strong, and it was said that he was so big that he should not be able to move and dodge enough, but he was an extremely flexible person, every muscle could be fully mobilized, there was no fat from top to bottom, his arms were strong, his legs were tight, his halberd was as fast as lightning, and he was not slow to dodge.

Since Dian Wei, Lu Bu is also a fierce opponent, he uses a knife, his moves do not have to use the old, a knife is faster than a knife, and he is also a top master.

She thought that only these two masters in the world could fight with her, and even needed her to borrow the power of the black blade, and the rest were all local chickens and tile dogs, and they were caught.

But now that she has no black blade, Liu Bei is not as weak as she thought.

Melee fighting, master moves, in fact, only a few moves can determine the winner, and it will not be like martial arts to fight a 200-trick mountain without edges to distinguish the high and low.

Maybe it's because of strength, maybe it's because of agility, maybe it's because of the light, the direction of the wind, the land, maybe even because of the mystical luck, winning is winning, winning in a matter of seconds.

Therefore, Dian Wei and Lu Bu are all-out offensive types, striving to knock out their opponents in one round, and they also have such strength.

Gao Shun practiced the martial arts of the sword and shield hand in the army, and what he sought was both offensive and defensive, and the cost performance was extremely high when the two armies fought, but she would suffer a big loss - because he was carrying a shield, and the defense power went up, and the speed of the knife naturally decreased.

Liu Bei's halberd was different from all of them.

He stabbed out with a halberd in his right hand, and she ducked.

She was as fast as thunder, and her sword stabbed out as she dodged the halberd.

But the halberd in his left hand seemed to have been expected, and it was just right to block it.

The tip of the sword was stopped by the short branch of the halberd, Liu Bei was not greedy, and the right halberd that he recovered smashed into the body of the long sword!

The moment she withdrew her long sword, the old halberd had already slashed her face again!

The onlookers were too busy.

The eyes are too busy not knowing who to look at, and the brain is too busy to know who to measure.

Look at this halberd! Is this to kill the ministers? Someone's life, someone's life!

…… Fortunately, the general escaped.

Look at this sword again! This is the killing of kings! This must be a king-killer! Something big, something big!

…… Luckily, I didn't hurt Ming Gong, I didn't hurt Ming Gong.

Hey, Lu Lian, this is going to play with your life! This must be fateful!

Ming Gong is also anxious! Ming Gong must be in a hurry!

This Hongmen banquet Xiang Zhuang sword dance has existed since ancient times, but it is also Xiang Zhuang Xiang Bofan and the others are in a mess, and Emperor Gao doesn't have to end up!

What is this! Is this Pei Gong pulling out his knife and fighting Xiang Yu himself!

…… What words, what words! Lu Lian's identity is like Xiang Yu! This is a full Huaiyin Marquis Han Xin!

Oops, hey, hey, Minggong, this is moving, I'm really angry, no, I'm going to cover my eyes, I don't dare to look at it!

…… Fortunately, there was a slit in his fingers, but fortunately, Lu Lian dodged again.

Lu Lian's sword is going to see blood, and it will see blood immediately!

…… Ming Gong is not dead yet.

…… Whew, it's okay, it's okay.

…… It's good to watch the excitement, but don't be greedy.

…… No matter which of these two sees blood, the other one probably won't let these guests out of the big tent alive!

The guests on one side were apprehensive, and the generals on the other side also watched with relish.