The giant man stood with his hands in his hands, his half-naked chest was knotted with muscles, and although his face was rough, he had an indescribable look of consternation. The giant man looked at Zhang Zong for a while, and slowly said, "We meet again." ”

"Yes, we met again, and I am here to ask you for advice. Zhang Zong ignored the golden armor soldier and said with a fist at the giant man. The person who appeared in front of Zhang Zong's eyes was naturally the target of his trip, Le Fuen.

"General, subordinates are incompetent. The golden-armored man took advantage of this opportunity to come to Lefuen's side, and bent down to plead guilty, his face flashing with grief and shame, and it was evident that he had been killed and lost, which had made him very painful.

"Leaving the camp without permission, I lost for a while, damaged the war horses, and affected morale. Go back and get thirty lashes, and it will be counted as punishment. Le Fu Engu said without waves.

"Subordinates receive punishments. The Golden Armorer was slightly stunned, and then saluted and said. The crime that Le Fuen said just now, even if he was cut directly, it was not too much, but he was only fined thirty lashes, obviously not really to be punished, just strict discipline, this golden armor man understood Le Fuen's intentions, and his heart couldn't help but be hot.

"Getu, remember, defeat is not terrible, my Dajin warrior sheds blood and sweat, and is never afraid of death and defeat. What you are afraid of is sadness and cowardice, if you are swayed by sadness, it will hurt not only yourself, but also a group of comrades-in-arms around you. Le Fuen said in a fierce voice.

He knew that Getu loved war horses the most, and regarded his horses as relatives and lovers, and at this time the war horse died, and the sad love was already about to come out, if he was allowed to go on like this, there would definitely be no good results, and he would wake up as a general.

When Ge Tu heard this, his back was already covered with cold sweat, he was indeed sad for the death of the war horse, otherwise he would not have been defeated by Zhang Zong in just a few dozen moves. At this time, when he heard Le Fuen's lesson, he immediately knew that he was wrong, and after being shocked, he hurriedly said: "General Xie has taught. ”

Lefuen liked Getu's cleverness and straightforwardness, and knew that he had already listened to his words when he said this, so he nodded slightly and said, "Take your horse back and bury it properly." The Song people killed your war horse, and you took it back from the Song people. ”

Le Fuen's words ignited Getu's blood, and even the sadness just now diluted a lot, but he reacted immediately, Le Fuen let himself go back, obviously to face Zhang Zong alone, and couldn't help but say urgently: "But general, this person's martial arts are very high......

"Hahaha. Le Fuen laughed maniacally a few times and said, "Getu, do you think I'm so easy to be hurt?"

In a word, with soaring self-confidence, he infected Getu at the time, he knew the strength of his general, and after saluting again, he carried his war horse and walked towards the garrison without saying a word.

Le Fuen and Ge Tu talked in golden language, Zhang Zong couldn't understand it, but he didn't bother him silently. But he found that after the two of them said a few words, the golden armor soldier carried the dead war horse and left, and couldn't help but be speechless: "I'm afraid this war horse doesn't weigh two thousand catties, this armor soldier is really a warrior." ”

When Le Fuen heard this, he smiled at Zhang Zong and said in Chinese: "Ge Tu is my most powerful subordinate, he is brave and good at fighting, his strength is infinite, and he has made great achievements on the battlefield, and he is a rare good man. "Le Fuen's Chinese was not so fluent when he was in Xingyuan Mansion, and he was already very fluent in speaking at this time, and it can be seen that he has worked it.

Zhang Zong was indeed silent after hearing this, and then shook his head slightly. Seeing this, Le Fuen was surprised and said, "Brother Zhang, doesn't you agree with what you said?"

"No, this Getu brother is indeed a warrior, and the kung fu on the battlefield is something I have only seen in my life. It's just a pity that I didn't kill him just now. Zhang Zong said with a solemn expression.

"Oh, I can't imagine that Brother Zhang is such a murderous person, is your martial arts to put people to death?" Le Fuen also put away his calm color, and when he said this, his face was already cold.

"My martial arts are only being confirmed, and I am constantly learning from them, so I only came to challenge you the night before. However, a warrior like Ge Tu, the more brave and good at fighting, the more I have to get rid of him, his so-called meritorious deeds are all based on the corpses of countless Han people, shouldn't I kill such people?" Zhang Zonggang retorted, unafraid of Le Fuen, who had a lot of momentum and strength.

"The Han people have a saying, "Cherish heroes and value heroes. A master of martial arts like Brother Zhang and a warrior like Ge Tu should have sympathized with each other, but I can't imagine that Brother Zhang is not a person who is free and easy, so how can he chase the way of heaven that is nothing?" said Le Fuen as if he had a feeling.

When Zhang Zongyan heard this, he suddenly waved his whip gun, scratched a gun mark on the ground, and said: "If you are not of my race, your heart will be different." In the face of national hatred and family hatred, every qiē is empty words, from the moment the golden man stepped into the Central Plains, the words of heroes sympathizing with each other are not suitable for you. ”

"Brother Zhang's words are wrong, since ancient times, there are capable people living in the country, and now the emperor of the Zhao family is mediocre, the officials are corrupt, and the Han people in the Central Plains live in poverty. And my Dajin is different, we are united as one, and those who are capable will make a difference, and we will never take the life of the yellow sky and squeeze the people. If the world is unified by our Jin people, we will be able to create a prosperous world, so why should Brother Zhang be like this?"

"Hmph, ridiculous, the world is not Han people, and it is definitely not your Jin people. You are using swords and soldiers in vain to satisfy your own selfish interests, what right do you have to speak big here? Zhang Zong didn't buy Le Fuen's incitement.

"The Central Plains rivers and mountains, the land is vast and the water is beautiful, the Han people were born here, and our Jin people grew up between the poor mountains and bad waters, how can such a fate make people feel at ease and endure it, since you Han people do not want to forge ahead, then let us replace you. Since ancient times, it is not uncommon for foreign tribes to enter the Central Plains, such as the Han-Hungarian Covenant, the Wuhu Chaohua, and the Tang Tu Alliance...... These are all precedents, and you Han people can accept them, so why do you have to desperately resist my Dajin?"

"These foreign Hulu you mentioned were finally driven out of the Central Plains by the Han people, even if you are a soldier today, you will inevitably end up like them. Zhang Zong said unmoved.

There was already anger in the conversation between the two, Le Fuen was not a politician who was good at words after all, and after saying a reason, he stopped talking, just stared at Zhang Zong carefully. And Zhang Zong looked back not to be outdone, and the two looked at each other like this, forming an imposing competition.

After a while, Le Fuen suddenly sighed and said, "In this way, I can't talk to Brother Zhang." But there is one thing, I agree with you, a good man like you, if you don't kill it as soon as possible, it will be my Dajin's future trouble. When he said this, he had already made a killing move, and Zhang Zong came to him the night before to compete, he just won but did not kill, obviously he also respected Zhang Zong's martial arts.

Zhang Zong's spear was shocked, and the whip gun was picked up by him flatly, pointing at Le Fuen, the heavy whip gun did not move at all, and said in a deep voice: "It should have been like this a long time ago, there is so much nonsense, mother-in-law." ”

When Le Fuen heard this, he smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, do you know the importance of war horses to my Jin people?"

Zhang Zong's face was impatient, and he said: "What are you doing with some nonsense, I killed Getu's horse, if you kill me, you can completely avenge him." Zhang Zong was indeed a little irritable, he thought that he would do his best to lead Le Fuen to Wang Yuxin's side, and it was indeed a very stressful thing to face this master alone.

Who knew that Le Fuen shook his head and said: "Brother Zhang doesn't know, horses are the most precious partners for us, with horses we can gallop, and we can come to the Central Plains from the white mountains and black waters." If you kill Gotto's horse, you will cut off his arm. If you have the courage to fight again today, I will not kill you, but only cut off your two arms, which will be counted as punishment. ”

"Okay, that's it, let's make a move, what about your weapon?" Zhang Zong said boldly, although he came to kill Le Fuen, he didn't want to bully him with his bare hands.

"The gun is an extension of the fist, you are an expert in using guns, so you naturally understand, I will use my iron fist to know your gun. Le Fuen also replied proudly.

Zhang Zong listened to it but his heart sank, the night before he came to visit, Le Fuen was still holding an iron rod against the enemy, at this time he actually wanted to use his bare hands, obviously looking down on himself. With his pride, when did he make people so despised, but his anger was more calm, and under the clarity of his mind, he roared: "Okay, let me understand Your Excellency's iron fist." ”

Saying that, Zhang Zong stabbed straight with his spear, and the shot was a four-elephant spear Qinglong-style move Qinglong went to sea, this move went straight and straight, without any fancy, all with a momentum, the strength increased in the process of stabbing, and accumulated to the top, which was really sharp.

Le Fuen saw the momentum of the whip gun, and secretly praised it, and with just one move, he could see Zhang Zong's cultivation in spearmanship, compared with the night before, although the strength was slightly insufficient, but the momentum was still excessive. However, in the face of such a straight shot, Le Fuen did not retreat but advanced, and took two steps in a small distance to meet Zhang Zong's gun. These two steps are not big, purely to borrow strength, he can see the essence of this shot at a glance, if it is a step back but into the sky, it is to catch up with it in stride, not to let Zhang Zong accumulate potential to the apex. The two fists were staggered back and forth, and Le Fuen shifted his center of gravity slightly, and the two thigh-thick small arms of ordinary people hinged Zhang Zong's whip gun and clamped it fiercely.

In fact, Zhang Zong has some misunderstanding of Lefuen, it is not that Lefu Entuo does not use weapons, he is born with divine power, after worshiping the great master, he has exerted his advantages to the extreme, a pair of fists is not to say that it is strong and steely, it is also difficult to hurt by swords, and it can also be called a strange soldier, compared to the iron gun and iron rod that he does not use in his hand, or the fist is more wishful.

The body of the gun was clamped by Le Fuen, Zhang Zong suddenly knew that it was not good, the strength of the other party was amazing, he had already understood, but he didn't want a pair of arms to be more useful than iron tongs, so he hurriedly put away his light anger, spit out his strength, and immediately changed his moves.

Dragon Swim Shoal.

Zhang Zong's gun is not an ordinary gun, it is a gun together, and after dismantling, it is a thirteen-section whip, and how it changes is all up to him. At this time, he used the dragon swimming in the shallows, and the spear immediately turned into a whip shape, like a sleeping dragon swimming, and the already tricky gun moves became more uncertain, and the head of the spear stabbed towards Le Fuen's throat with a few turns.

Le Fuen didn't expect Zhang Zong's gun to have such a change, and he didn't care about the attack, so he hurriedly retreated. As soon as he retreated, Zhang Zong followed the trend, flicked the whip gun, and struck the tail of the dragon, and the head of the spear that flashed cold light followed closely, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, not leaving Le Fuen's throat.

However, how could Le Fuen be so lightly attacked, he retreated just to take a breath of respite, taking advantage of the gap in retreat, looking at an opportunity, punching out like the wind, inserting the space between the whip and gun, and violently latching it out of his body. The thirteen-section whip was originally a soft weapon, and after it was opened, it was thrown out immediately, but Zhang Zong had expected it, and with a secret luck, the head of the spear that was originally thrown out turned in the air, crossed a large arc, and pointed at the back of Le Fuen's head.

The phoenix returns to the nest.

The attack from the back of the head, as if with the chirping of Luan Feng, stung the big hole in the back of Le Fuen's head. However, Le Fuen seemed to be unknown, and after Ge fired the whip gun, he suddenly advanced, and with a cannon punch, he rushed to Zhang Zong's chest from the bottom up.

The two sides lost the game, but Zhang Zong quickly judged that Le Fuen was faster, if he didn't accept the offer, he would die first.