Chapter 240 240: The first battle [Please give me a monthly vote]
Clang—
The weapon collision made a loud noise.
Zhao Feng held the 120-pound copper mace in one hand, dancing tightly, and his martial arts could almost be intertwined into a net of heaven and earth.
No matter whether the enemy''s attack was as fast as lightning or as storm, he sat firmly on the back of the war horse, clamping his horse''s belly with his feet.
It looks relaxed on the surface, but in fact it sounds an alarm in your heart.
The bearded general in front of him is far beyond the strength of his previous opponents. No matter how fast, strength and combat experience are, they are almost comparable to him! It seems impossible to remove everyone''s head in thirty or forty rounds.
The flags are flying, and the cold wind is howling.
But everyone felt no coldness.
Everyone stared at the anxious battle.
In the center of the battlefield, sandstorms and dust are flying, and martial arts are raging.
Chen Tang put his hand in front of his eyebrows as he looked at him. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. It’s a pity that the few generals who were familiar with were all recovering from their injuries. Needless to say, Yang Duwei could not go to the battlefield again in his life. Gong Shuwu had not yet recovered his might, so he stayed behind.
As for the brothers Zhai Le and Zhai Huan—
They had previously escaped from Xiaocheng and were chased all the way, and they also encountered Shao Chong''s crazy attack, but they had not fully recovered their energy.
In other words—
Chen Tang had the only one "military general" in this journey.
Ah, does anyone remember that she is a literary scholar?
At this time, Gu Chi woke up the dreamer with a word.
He said, "The bronze mace is usually a double weapon, right?"
This sentence clearly reached Chen Tang''s ears.
Chen Tang then completely realized something was wrong.
Copper maces usually appear in pairs.
Why is Zhao Feng using a single mace?
One-handed weapons are mostly more lethal than a copper mace and are more convenient to fight immediately. Furthermore, Zhao Feng''s arms are as thick and powerful as they are, and it seems that there is no possibility of "biased".
Could it be—
A guess appeared in her mind, is Zhao Feng hidden his weakness?
The leader of Wu Xian is also paying close attention to the battle situation.
Each of them is a brave warrior or a literary scholar with excellent ears and eyesight. Seeing that Zhao Feng and the rebel generals were inseparable from 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 temporarily formed by small forces.
Although the number of people is far more than 10,000 rebels, people''s hearts are far less than theirs, and their morale is also easily shaken. Once morale is greatly reduced and people are uneven, the rebels will launch a general attack, and their side will be defeated... Everyone secretly observes Wu Xian''s leader.
Gu Ren on one side said, "President Wu, this-"
They must be prepared for both.
Even if Zhao Feng loses, his head cannot be taken away.
Loss and losses are still different.
Unexpectedly, the leader of Wu Xian still had a stable attitude and was confident, and he was not worried that Zhao Fenghui would lose his life in the fight. Gu Ren guessed that Wu Xian should have left a backhand here, and temporarily suppressed the worry that surged in his heart.
Although he had to wait and see, just in case, Gu Ren still made a secret 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 soldiers, he knew what he wanted and asked, "What instructions does the lord have?"
The soldier leaned into his ear and whispered, and Chao Lian nodded and understood.
"You go and reply to your lord and say I understand."
The soldier only felt relieved to go back after receiving the reply. Gu Ren was calm, but the others didn''t have the patience. They were all feeling anxious and panicked, not knowing what to do. One of them pretended to whisper to the person beside him: "Are you worried that the general under the tent will be left here?"
Such a brave warrior naturally has to play his greatest role.
It’s too worthwhile to give it here.
Another laughed: "The leader of the Wu family is not like us who have poor families and are full of talents. I heard that the six brave generals under the ranks are all from extraordinary backgrounds, and they may have their own considerations." Although he spoke in a low voice, who was not present with a clever ear and eye-catching ears?
These words were not lost in Wu Xian''s ears.
His fingers resting on his legs hit him one after another, which seemed messy but actually followed a strange melody. Finally, he reacted and turned his head and chatted with his confidant scholar in soap shirt.
"Pong Su, it''s rare to see Dayi so happy..."
The soap-shirt scholar said in a quiet voice: "I meet the opponent when I meet the chess, and I will meet the good talent."
The brave warriors are different from those who are literary and literary.
The latter can use mental calculations to make up for the shortcomings of literary qi strength. The Chinese mind at the second grade may also be beaten by the ninth grade, but the brave warriors are different. There is a gully between each level. The higher the level of the military courage, the bigger the gully.
A high-level brave warriors will find it difficult to challenge them beyond their level unless they fight to the death, let alone succeed in the challenge - typical examples such as Yang Duwei and Gong Xiqiu. This group is like a pyramid. The number of them goes up is smaller and the chances of encountering each other are also smaller.
Zhao Feng''s strength is not only practicing alone but also practicing with a few acquaintances. He has a few familiar faces coming and going, and knows each other''s paths. He cannot completely let go of his hands and feet to fight for life and death. He is very frustrated when fighting.
He is still a slow-heating player.
When he talks with others, he often feels that the warm-up has been completed and the foreplay is sufficient, and the opponent has already finished playing, which is completely frustrating plus!
Although Zhao Feng was in a stalemate with others, everyone who knew him knew that he had finished his warm-up and was completely excited!
Alliance leader Wu Xian smiled and said, "Hahaha, that''s true."
The soap-shirt scholar withdrew his gaze that fell on the battlefield, and his gaze turned to Qishan beside Chen Tang in the distance. The latter seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look over. The two of them had eyes intersected in the air and turned tacitly. The scribe in the soap-shirt frowned and pursed his lips tightly.
Coincidentally, a huge impact suddenly broke out on the battlefield that caused the ground to shake. As the two armies watched, Zhao Feng''s momentum suddenly increased, and his rich martial arts almost penetrated from under his skin, forming a layer of light red mist.
"Come on your life—"
Zhao Feng’s left hand is one.
Another copper mace appeared on the palm of your hand.
He blocked the enemy general''s weapon with his right hand and waved the copper mace with his left hand and hit the opponent''s Tianling Cap with a heavy blow. The force of this attack was far better than before, and the enemy general''s war horse under his crotch made a neigh like overwhelmed.
Zhao Feng''s horse under his crotch hit him with a victory and kicked him.
The bearded general was not a vegetarian either.
He did not avoid or give in, and took this move with his might.
Zhao Feng shouted loudly, and the martial arts swung out of the iron mace left a ravine dozens of feet long on the ground. The dust was flying for a moment, and the martial arts vented towards the bearded general without reservation.
Sharp-
In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of rounds of trembling.
Almost at the same time, the two men''s martial arts were released and condensed into a fierce beast shadow, biting and killing each other. As the saying goes, laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the tricks. Everyone can see that after Zhao Feng used a pair of copper maces, his body seemed to have turned on some kind of switch.
Better than the beasts coming out of the gate, the momentum is rising.
The situation was originally evenly matched, but after dozens of rounds, the balance began to tilt slowly but firmly towards him.
Chao Lian''s hand holding the reins of the war horse also relaxed slightly.
If there is no accident, this game can be won.
?|ω`)
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(This chapter ends)