Chapter 325 Guan Gong battles Qin Qiong
“Your Majesty has given an order, and the three armies have sent generals to compete on the stage!”
The running cavalry waved their flags, and the shouts resounded throughout the surrounding military formations. The imperial flag with a black background and a white dragon pattern that was originally placed on the high platform where the emperor was sitting was held by Dian Wei in one hand, walked to the side of the ring, and directly inserted it into the solid ground with a bang.
The war drums then sounded.
The emperor's flag was flying in the wind, and the surrounding armies moved slowly around the ring, enclosing the ring like a wall. The blades of the armor rattled on the human body, and countless iron hooves were stepped out. Kazuto's steps shook the earth, splashing dust particles that filled the moving military formations, and there were faint shouts conveying orders.
During the entire movement, there was still room for the knight to run.
The knight carrying the command flag galloped in front of the army, and his voice became clearer: "Everyone watching the ceremony can also sign up to participate. If there is a challenge to the heroes in His Majesty's army, the winner will be rewarded by His Majesty!"
The surrounding soldiers suddenly shouted excitedly. In the high-pitched voice, they pulled out Senhan's sword from his waist and hit it on the shield. It made a neat sound of 'bang', and the murderous aura overflowed, making Jianghu Green Forest, who was still eager to give it a try, suddenly gave up the idea.
The envoys from the four countries were secretly frightened when they saw that these soldiers and horses gathered together, and their momentum was somewhat different from when they came before. Ye Ci Nongbie was about to speak when Shanba stood up.
“You want to go?”
"We must go."
Ye Ci Nongbie frowned, "You can't beat them..."
"Someone must do the things your Majesty tells you, and it will never happen. Like someone who thinks he is right, but is hiding here like a loser and not daring to move."
Xifeng Renxiao snorted when he heard this and turned his face to the other side.
As they walked past two people at Lishamba Station, he said boldly: "Besides, my martial arts is not weak and I should be able to defeat most of the Xia generals!"
At this time, not only did he walk out of the viewing platform, but many Chinese military generals over there also stood up. The feeling of fighting on the battlefield came back, such as Xu Huang, Cheng Yaojin, Su Dingfang, and Yuchi Gong. Even though they were still in their old age, they couldn't bear it. Zhu walked to the stage, took the reins from the soldiers, and galloped towards the respective military towns.
"Lao Huo, aren't you going?" Li Xuanba sat on the ceremonial stage, gnawing on a chicken leg, and elbowed the young general next to him.
"What Lao Huo?!"
Huo Qubing raised his hand and knocked him hard on the forehead, "What a beating!"
Li Xuanba was not angry either. The second brother often hit him on the head like this. Huo Qubing taught him horse riding, just like the second brother taught him the art of war. He touched his forehead and smiled naively: "Then I'll go!"
He stuffed the chicken leg directly into his mouth, pulled it out, and threw only the bones to the ground.
"Lao Huo, take a look!"
After saying that, he stepped on the chicken bone, and his mighty body stood up on the viewing platform like a mountain, making everyone nearby The envoys turned their heads and realized that there was such a small giant-like warrior who was walking down the high platform. He picked up the drum, urn and golden hammer from the ground, banged them against each other, and then strode toward the distant arena.
Among the envoys from the four countries, only one person, Xiang Lishanba, came down. However, among the common people or children of wealthy families who were watching the ceremony, there were also martial arts people who were instructed by the master to go up.
A high-pitched horse cry startled several civilian experts who were instructed to come over. A fiery red war horse was pawing its hooves excitedly on the side of a nearby military formation.
There was a figure on horseback with a golden crown and a flower robe. He was carrying a weapon that was longer than a man. His cold eyes were sweeping over them. The folk masters who originally wanted to come and fight turned around and went to When he walked back, the people watching the ceremony sighed loudly.
The man who came over, Xiang Lisamba, was also glanced at by Lu Bu. He instinctively averted his eyes and walked forward as usual, arriving at the bottom of the ring.
"These people, hum!" Lu Lingqi was riding on the back of a red horse, with the tip of her halberd hanging on the ground. She imitated her father's expression and showed a fierceness like a tigress. Lu Bu stretched out his hand and touched her He stroked the top of his forehead and said, "Girls, be more reserved. My father just looked around."
The girl over there, who had a tight and pretty face, twitched the corner of her mouth and glanced at her father to blame. With a look in his eyes, he lowered his voice: "Don't make Lingqi laugh!"
With a bang, Lu Bu inserted his halberd into the soil on the horse's side and looked at the arena in front of him, "Lingqi can laugh if she wants to. But you have to be more reserved when you laugh!”
"Dad!!" Lu Lingqi's cheeks bulged, and suddenly she thought of something. She smiled again and blinked her eyes: "But... will dad come up later?"
Lu Bu glanced around casually, There was a look of disdain in his eyes.
"I won't go up. Except for that Dian Wei, it's hard for anyone here to interest my father, not even Li Xuanba. Leave this opportunity to other generals."
< br>The next moment, Lu Lingqi's words shocked Lu Bu.
"Then daughter, go up!"
Lu Bu looked at the high-spirited girl holding a crescent halberd in front of her. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "This is my Lu Bu's daughter, hahaha!"
The laughter was as loud as thunder.
The ears of those nearby heard the laughter, and the folk masters who left retreated behind the fence, showing a happy expression.
Around the ring, Xu Huang was riding on horseback, following the direction of the laughter and looking at Lu Bu over there. "I didn't expect that many years later, I would still be in this world and meet Lu Bu in this capacity."
Xiahou Dun hurriedly came over, his one eye looking over there as well, with an unruly look on his face.
"So what, our achievements in the previous life were higher than Lu Bu's, and I will not give in to anything in this life!"
The two of them were still talking, and a few steps away, a voice rang out: "I'll go first. "Come on!"
Le Jin took a few steps forward on his horse, stepped on the saddle, and flew down to the ring. He took a few steps with an iron gun in one hand and an iron shield in the other, and glanced around.
“Who is coming!”
"Haha, General Le is quite impatient!" Qin Qiong rode to the edge of the ring. Now that his body had reached its peak, he looked no more than forty years old. He turned over and dismounted, inserted his long spear into the ground, and pulled out his hands from his waist. Mace went straight to the center of the ring and stood opposite Le Jin.
Le Jin was a man of few words, but when he was charged into battle, he hardly said a word. He raised his hand slightly and rushed towards the Tang Dynasty general on the opposite side.
"Haha, so happy!"
Qin Qiong laughed, looked at the rushing figure, whistled with both maces in his hands, and swung it left and right at the opposite side, and Le Jin, who was opposite, held the spear in his hand With a flicker, the two of them were close to each other.
Dang!
Dang!
There were two solid collisions between two gun heads and a pair of iron maces. Le Jin stepped back, his arms trembling slightly from the shock. The moment he flew back and landed on the ground, he gritted his teeth and squinted his eyes, raising his head. While throwing the gun with his hand, he raised his shield and drew his sword, and rushed forward again.
The iron gun pierced through the air with a sharp sound, and was struck by Qin Qiong's two maces. The moment sparks were aroused, he was pushed into the air, and the two raised maces were also smashed down one after another, colliding with the attack. The blade of the blade collided, and the second mace fell immediately. Le Jin raised his shield, and the shield was instantly dented.
This force was so great that it almost knocked Le Jin back a few steps with his body and shield.
“Admit defeat!”
Qin Qiong originally wanted to rush forward, but Le Jin put away the knife and raised his hand with a smile.
That's right. It's not a fight to the death on the battlefield. There is no need to fight so fiercely. Qin Qiong figured this out, picked up the iron gun on the ground, threw it to Le Jin, and waited for him to leave, holding his mace in both hands. Shouting loudly: "Who is coming!"
In the Yizhou army formation to the north, Zhang Fei turned his horse around and was about to step forward in excitement when he was suddenly stopped: "Third brother, let me go. "
Behind, the figure sitting on the red rabbit horse slowly opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword handed over by Zhou Cang, and suddenly shouted loudly at the words of his son Guan Ping's instructions.
“Guan is here to fight!”
The sound was like a bell exploding, and everyone turned their heads to see a figure in golden armor and blue robes leaping onto the horse, with his long beard waving in the wind. Guan Yu slowly raised his hand, pointing the thick green dragon moon sword to the opposite side: "General Qin, mount your horse! "
Qin Qiong nodded, with a solemn look on his face. Immediately, without any nonsense, he got on his horse and rode the horse to the center with his mace in both hands.
The next second, the figure with a red horse and a green robe suddenly came towards this direction.
Under the churning hoofs of the horses, the fragments on Le Jin's shield just now were trampled by the horses' hoofs and flew away. A soldier in front of the layered formation made a sound of hitting the long soldiers in his hands, and the flying The debris hit directly on top.
Then, the roaring sound of gold and iron clashing exploded in the ring.
The moment when two war horses, one red and one yellow, intertwined——
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword made a semicircle, causing the sound of wind and thunder, and then roared and slashed down. The heavy blade was held by the two maces, and Qin Qiong's body was The yellow gelding's limbs were trembling slightly after being hit by this terrifying knife.
"Drink!!" Qin Qiong gritted his teeth and opened his eyes. The muscles in his arms bulged. He pushed forward hard and pressed the blade back. Guan Yu leaned back and held the knife with one arm before slashing furiously. And down.
Almost at the same time, Qin Qiong's calves clamped the horse's belly, clenched his teeth and opened his mouth fiercely, shouting "Ah!", and hit Guan Yu on the opposite side with his backhand with his mace.
As soon as the battle started, tigers and generals were fighting each other. The surrounding generals, the common people standing on their toes in the distance, civilian masters, envoys from the four countries, and civil and military officials were stunned.
"Guan Gong fights Qin Qiong..."
Su Chen on the high platform couldn't help but stand up and asked Dian Wei and Xu Chu on the left and right.
"Do you think, will General Guan or General Qin win this fight?"
Dian Wei and Xu Chu looked at each other.
Obviously you can’t tell.
The bet is placed!
(End of this chapter)