Chapter 240 Chapter 240: The First Battle [Please vote]
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The weapons collided and made a loud noise.
Zhao Feng held the 120-pound copper mace in one hand and danced so tightly that his martial energy could almost form a dragnet.
No matter whether the enemy's attack was as fast as lightning or as violent as the wind and rain, he sat firmly on the horse's back, clamping the horse's belly with his feet.
It looks relaxed on the surface, but actually it sounds alarming inside.
The strength of the bearded general in front of him is definitely not comparable to those of his previous opponents. Regardless of speed, strength and combat experience, they are almost as good as him! It seemed impossible to remove everyone's heads in thirty or forty rounds as expected.
The flags are hunting, the cold wind is howling.
No one felt the slightest chill.
Everyone stared intently at the anxious battle situation.
In the center of the battlefield, dust was flying and martial energy was raging.
Shen Tang put his hands in front of his eyebrows to look at his eyes. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. It was a pity that several generals he was familiar with were recovering from their injuries. Needless to say, Captain Yang would never be able to go to the battlefield again in this life. , before Gong Shuwu returned to his peak, he stayed behind.
As for the brothers Zhai Le and Zhai Huan——
They had previously escaped from Xiaocheng and were hunted all the way. They also encountered Shao Chong having a mad attack, and they have not yet fully recovered.
In other words——
She was the only "general" in Shen Tang's army.
Ah, does anyone still remember that she is a literary scholar?
At this time, Gu Chi woke up the dreamer with a word.
He said: "Maces are generally dual weapons, right?"
These words reached Shen Tang's ears clearly.
Only then did Shen Tang fully realize what was wrong.
Copper maces generally appear in pairs.
Why did Zhao Feng use a single mace?
There are many one-handed weapons that are more lethal than a copper mace and are easier to use in close combat. Furthermore, Zhao Feng's arms are equally strong and strong, so there seems to be no possibility of being "partial".
Could it be——
A guess came to her mind, Zhao Fengzang was clumsy?
Coalition leader Wu Xian is also paying close attention to the battle situation.
All of them are brave warriors or literary scholars, with excellent ears and eyesight. Seeing Zhao Feng and the rebel generals fighting hard at the foot of the mountain, someone secretly broke into a cold sweat. The rebels cannot afford to lose the first battle, but the Allies cannot afford to lose even more.
The Alliance Army was improvised by small forces.
Although there are far more people than the 10,000 rebels, their hearts are far less organized than theirs, and their morale is equally easy to shake. Once morale drops sharply and people's hearts are divided, and the rebels launch a general offensive, their own side may be completely defeated... Everyone secretly observes Leader Wu Xian.
Gu Ren on one side said: "Leader Wu, this -"
They must be prepared with both hands.
Even if Zhao Feng loses, his head cannot be taken away.
Losing and losing completely are somewhat different.
Unexpectedly, leader Wu Xian still looked as stable as a mountain and confident, not worried that Zhao Feng would lose his life in the battle between generals. Gu Ren guessed that Wu Xian should have some back-up here, and temporarily suppressed the worry that was rising in his heart.
Although he wanted to wait and see what would happen, just in case, Gu Ren secretly made a gesture to the soldiers under the tent. The soldiers received the order and quietly rushed to Chao Lian's side. When Chao Lian saw the soldier, he had an idea and asked, "What instructions does the lord have?"
The soldier whispered in his ear, and Chao Lian nodded and understood.
"Go and reply to the lord, and say that I understand."
The soldier went back with confidence after receiving the reply. Gu Ren could keep his composure, but the others did not have the same endurance. They were all on pins and needles, anxious and panicked, not knowing what to do. One person pretended to whisper to the person next to him: "Aren't you worried that your general will be trapped here?"
Such a brave warrior must naturally play his best role.
It’s not worth it to discount here.
Another person chuckled: "Leader Wu is not like us who have a poor family. He has a lot of talents. I heard that the six generals in his account are all from extraordinary backgrounds. They may have their own considerations." Although he spoke in a low voice, Who here is not smart?
These words reached Wu Xian's ears word for word.
His fingers resting on his lap kept tapping, seemingly messy but actually following a strange melody. Finally, he reacted and turned around to chat with his confidant, the soap-shirted scribe, with a smile.
"Gong Su, it's rare to see Dayi so happy..."
The soap-shirted scribe said quietly: "When you meet your opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent."
A brave warrior is different from a literary scholar. .
The latter can use mental calculations to make up for the lack of literary strength. A second-grade Chinese character may be defeated by a ninth-grade martial artist, but the brave warrior is different. Each level is separated by a ravine. The higher the level of martial courage, the larger the ravine.
Among high-level brave warriors, unless they fight hard, it is difficult to cross the level to challenge, let alone succeed in the challenge - typical examples are Yang Duwei and Gong Xiqiu. This group is like a pyramid. The higher you go up, the smaller the number, and the smaller the chance of encountering each other.
With Zhao Feng's strength, he usually only trains alone or competes with a few acquaintances. There are so many familiar faces coming and going, and they understand each other's skills. However, he still cannot completely let go of his hands and feet to fight life and death. It is quite suffocating to restrain his hands and feet in a fight. Qu.
He is also a slow-burning player.
When sparring with others, he often feels that he has finished warming up, has had enough foreplay, and the opponent has already finished fighting. It is completely frustrating plus!
Even though Zhao Feng was fighting with others in a stalemate, everyone who knew him well knew that he was completely excited after his warm-up!
Leader Wu Xian smiled and said: "Hahaha, that's true."
The soap-shirted scribe withdrew his gaze from the battlefield and turned his gaze to Qishan beside Shen Tang in the distance. The latter seemed to feel something and turned his head to look over. The two people's eyes met in the air, and then turned away in tacit understanding. The soap-shirted scribe frowned and pursed his lips.
At this moment, a huge impact suddenly erupted on the battlefield that shook the ground. Under the attention of the two armies, Zhao Feng's momentum suddenly increased, and the rich martial energy almost seeped out from under his skin, forming a layer of light red mist.
"Accept your fate——"
Zhao Feng has a picture on his left hand.
Another copper mace appeared in the palm of his hand.
He blocked the enemy's weapon with his right hand, and swung his copper mace with his left hand to strike hard at the opponent's Tianling Gai. The force of this blow was far greater than before, and the enemy general's horse neighed as if it was overwhelmed.
Zhao Feng's horse took advantage of the victory and bumped into him, and kicked him with his hoof.
The bearded general is not a vegetarian either.
Unexpectedly, he refused to evade and took the move with force.
Zhao Feng shouted loudly, and the force of his iron mace left a ravine more than ten feet long on the ground. For a moment, sand and dust flew into the air, and the martial spirit was released towards the bearded general without any reservation.
Zhengzhengzheng——
In the blink of an eye, there are dozens of rounds of trembling.
Almost at the same time, the two men released their martial energy and formed fierce beast shadows, biting and killing each other. As the saying goes, a layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the door. Everyone saw that after Zhao Feng used a pair of copper maces, his body seemed to turn on some kind of switch.
Outperforming the beast, the momentum is rising steadily.
The situation was originally evenly matched, but after dozens of rounds, the balance began to tilt slowly but firmly to his side.
Chao Lian's grip on the reins of the war horse loosened slightly.
If there are no accidents, this game can be won.
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Ah, it’s so annoying, I didn’t save the manuscript...
(End of this chapter)