Zuo Jian is stronger than Zhao Zhao. In particular, the horse spear in his hand was extremely heavy, and when swung it was powerful enough to fight in all directions. Under Su Dingfang's command, Zuo Jian is one of the top three generals.
Su Dingfang smiled at the moment, and said: "King Pingxi, Zuo Jian is the most powerful group of people under my command. Well, to be precise, his strength ranks second. I hope this kid can compete with Ma Yuan. I have survived ten strokes in my hand."
Du Qi smiled and said: "Brother Su, this is the first time I've seen someone who is so disapproving of his generals."
Su Dingfang smiled bitterly, and said: "Ma Yuan's strength is too strong. In my opinion, it is at least on par with Xue Rengui. I met Xue Rengui before, and I know his strength. Ma Yuan, the two hammers are powerful, and He uses a hammer like an arm, and his strength is terrifying. I don¡¯t know where Your Highness dug out these treasures. When they really grow up, they will be the scariest."
Du Qidao: "Take your time, the strength of your generals will also improve."
Su Dingfang and Du Qi were drinking wine and eating meat, their eyes fell on the two they were about to meet.
Zuo Jian rode his horse to sprint, his speed was extremely fast, the horse borrowed the power of the man, and the man borrowed the horsepower, and the two complemented each other, Zuo Jian rushed forward like a streamer. When the horse was still ten feet away, the horse spear in the left sword's hand had already been swung up, and it stabbed out like lightning.
The tip of the horse lance pierced the air, leaving only a light spot in the air, and it arrived in front of Ma Yuan in the next moment.
Ma Yuan still does not hide.
With firm eyes, he swung the hammer in his hand like lightning, and smashed it at the stabbing horse.
"You fell for it."
At this moment, Zuo Jian clamped the horse's belly with both legs, and Herod, the war horse under his crotch, neighed, and his forward kick was even higher. Zuo Jian's body was also elevated in the air, and the horse lance that was stabbed forward suddenly rose, and fell down hard after a pause in the air.
The horse is like a stick, like the sky is falling.
The momentum is like a broken bamboo.
Ma Yuan stood firmly on the horse's back, his expression unchanged. The hammer paused in the air, and the hammer in the left hand was raised instantly, and the two sledgehammers were set up in the air, forming a cross shape, resisting the falling blow.
"Clang!!"
There was a violent impact sound.
Ma Yuan endured the blow steadily, and even the force of the blow was so strong that Herod, the war horse under his crotch, neighed.
When this blow broke out, Fu Junheng, who was watching the battle from behind, blushed with excitement and applauded loudly. All the soldiers under Su Dingfang also applauded loudly, each and every one of them looked very excited.
In their eyes, this is a sign that Zuo Jian is suppressing Ma Yuan, and he will definitely win.
Applause, one after another.
Even many people cheered.
It's just that Zuo Jian, who is on the battlefield, has a dignified expression and a touch of shock. Because he took the horse and smashed it down, he had already used twelve points of strength, and he had used all his strength.
However, when Ma Qiang and the iron hammer collided, under the impact of the shock force, the left sword had to take advantage of the momentum to rebound, and after being thrown in the air, it fell to the ground, removing the force of the impact.
Even so, Zuo Jian held Ma Qiang's palm, which was still a little numb.
The left sword slowed a little bit, and at this moment, Ma Yuan kicked the horse under his crotch, only to see the horse charge forward, and Ma Yuan swung the hammer with his right hand and smashed it down.
Zuo Jian was on the battlefield, unable to dodge. He summoned up his strength, holding the middle part of the horse lance with his left hand, and the tail of the horse lance with his right hand, with both hands bursting out with 100% of his strength.
? With one move, the overlord raised the tripod and slammed it up fiercely. This was a blow to resist Ma Yuan's hammer.
No way, he couldn't escape.
"Clang!!"
The hammer hit the horse.
With the impact of force, Zuo Jian snorted, and both arms were aching, as if the bones in both arms were about to be torn. But Zuo Jian clenched his teeth and blocked the blow.
Ma Yuan's hammering techniques continued continuously. After the first blow fell, in the blink of an eye, the second hammer followed. Before the movement of the left sword changed, the second hammer fell again.
There was a violent impact sound.
At this moment, the mighty impact force formed a devastating crush. Under the pressure of boundless power, although Zuo Jian held the horse, his whole body was thrown off the horse abruptly.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood was spat out from the mouth of the left sword.
?The left sword fell on the ground, the palm of his hand was torn apart, and Ma Qian fell aside, his body collapsed and curled up, his bones were likeWhen I got into a frame, my body was extremely uncomfortable, there was no place where I didn't feel uncomfortable, and there was no place where I didn't feel pain.
He moved his fingers and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't lift even a trace of strength in his body. In particular, Ma Yuan's blow just now caused his internal organs to be injured, and the burning pain in his body was impossible to recover without three to five months of self-cultivation.
Ma Yuan didn't pursue him any more.
Just holding the hammer, sitting astride the horse's back, quietly looking at the left sword lying on the ground.
"I lost!"
The expression on Zuo Jian's face showed pain. Because the pain in his internal organs was still coming in wave after wave, making his body extremely uncomfortable.
Ma Yuan nodded, looked at Fu Junheng's position, and shouted: "Who dares to fight again?"
The thick and resonant voice resounded through the official road. The three hundred fine riders under Ma Yuan's command immediately became excited, and one by one began to shout the mighty general Ma Yuan, and the voices of the shouts revealed excitement and joy.
Seeing this scene, Su Dingfang shook his head and said with emotion: "I really looked at Zuo Jian highly. I thought that he might resist ten moves. Now it seems that, let alone ten moves, he will be defeated without three moves. Ma Yuan, what a treat!" A tiger general!"
Du Qi said with a smile: "Brother Su, that is to say, Ma Yuan has some barbarian strength, not surprising."
Su Dingfang said: "It's easy to get a thousand troops, but it's hard to find a general. A general like Ma Yuan is rare. It's a pity, it's a pity that I don't have such a general under my command."
Su Dingfang wasn't disappointed at all, but was a little emotional. After all, Su Dingfang had long been prepared to lose, but compared to Su Dingfang's open-mindedness, the expression on Fu Junheng's face was full of embarrassment and despair.
Lost again!
Zuo Jian lost to Ma Yuan.
Fu Junheng looked at one of the soldiers under his command. At this time, the thousand elites also showed expressions of shock and fear on their faces. At this moment, there was no excitement and cheers like before, but depression and helplessness.
Because the defeat was too miserable.
Two face to face, Zuo Jian lost.
At this moment, when Fu Junheng was facing Ma Yuan, he looked around and found that he could not find anyone who could counter Ma Yuan. Because in the entire army, there is no one who can easily defeat Zuo Jian. However, Ma Yuan is capable, so even the strongest person in the army cannot defeat Ma Yuan.
In other words, this time the fight will be a failure. Originally, there was going to be three battles, but at this point, there is no need to fight again. However, although Fu Junheng said he was embarrassed and had a dull face, things had to go on.
Fu Junheng ordered the soldiers to come forward and bring the left sword back, and then shouted: "King Pingxi, next I will invite three hundred elite cavalry from the Guazhou Army to fight. Please give me your advice."
With a wave of his hand, three hundred elite riders stepped forward.
This is all ready.
The three hundred elite riders are well equipped, each riding on horseback with awe-inspiring expressions.
The leader of the army is named Luo Heng.
He is the number one general under Su Dingfang's command, and his strength is the strongest. But even so, Luo Heng can defeat Zuo Jian within thirty moves, it is impossible for him to win as simply and neatly as Ma Yuan.
Seeing this scene, Du Qi said with a smile: "Brother Su, it seems that the result of the battle has made Fu Junheng dare not fight again. Now the fighters, especially the three hundred cavalry, are rushing to kill each other. I have to remind you again, it is easy. Dead. Are you ready?"
Su Dingfang said: "It has been prepared."
He turned to look at the three hundred elite cavalry under his command, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
Su Dingfang knows his soldier nature, these people are a bit arrogant and need to be beaten. Even if there is a loss this time, it is worthwhile if the loss this time can be exchanged for the soldiers to concentrate on training.
Su Dingfang said: "Your Highness, let's fight."
Du Qi nodded and said nothing more. He has already said what should be said, so Du Qi ordered: "Ma Yuan, lead 300 elite cavalry to fight. When fighting on the battlefield, don't hold back your hands, go all out."
Du Qi was still reminding, because he couldn't let his soldiers keep their hands just because Su Dingfang wanted to beat them. Once you keep your hands, your soldiers may be injured.
So kill when you have to.
Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Du Qi will not keep his soldiers from going all out just because he has a good relationship with Su Dingfang, even if it is a contest, he will fight with all his strength. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com