Chapter 4 Confusing (Sixth)

"No..." Guo Yunming came late at this moment, under the protection of dozens of "Han Army" cavalrymen. Seeing that Yang Chonggui had agreed to fight with Hu Yancong, he quickly opened his voice and stopped him loudly.

Regardless of whether the final result is a loss or a win, it is not appropriate to bet on the "Second Prince". Later it was heard by King Liu Zhiyuan of Han. As one of the parties involved, Guo Yunming was also forced to lose his life.

However, the deafening shouts everywhere buried his voice completely. The heroes of the Green Forest were unwilling to fight any more, and most of the "Han Army" cavalry who accompanied him and protected him were already exhausted. It is in the interests of most of the people on both sides of the enemy and us to end this short and tragic encounter in the way of "fighting generals". Before the battle ended, being able to see a wonderful duel between masters can even dilute the sadness of losing robes in everyone's hearts to the greatest extent.

"Big boss, big boss, big boss..."

"General Yang, General Yang, General Yang..."

The soldiers watching the battle were automatically divided into two clearly divided teams without any coordination and command, cheering for the heroes in their minds.

The black-faced Hu Yancong is the leading hero on the green forest road in the north. There are many minions in each mountain and village that have heard of his name. Yang Chonggui also has countless admirers among the cavalry under Liu Zhiyuan.

This is due to their respective family backgrounds and life trajectories. Hu Yancong's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather were all great heroes in the Green Forest. The time when he occupied the mountain as king could be reversed to the Huang Chao's rebellion against the Tang Dynasty. He himself was even more outstanding. Since he replaced his father who died of injury at the age of 16, in just eight years, he saw the Khitan fighting the Khitan, the Great Jin fighting the Great Jin, and the Green Forest hero who came to take advantage of it. He brought the entire village to a prosperous level. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, everyone would have to pick a thumbs up after hearing his nickname.

Yang Chonggui's father, grandfather and great-grandfather were also powerful generals in the army. Although his grandfather and father had accepted official positions from Khitans one after another, even Emperor Shi Jingtang could be regarded as his adoptive father by Yelu Deguang, who was several years younger than him. The disgraceful history of the Yang family can be completely covered up by his handsome image and superb skills! What's more, since he defected to Liu Zhiyuan's command, Yang Chonggui himself has always been the first in every battle, killing generals and catching flags, and has long gained the reputation of being the first shot in the army!

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong..." I was afraid that my cheering voice would not be as good as others, the smart minion decisively beat the Ke drum, stimulating everyone present to the point of being excited. (Note 1)

"Wuwuwu, wuwuwuwu, wuwuwu---------" The trumpeters in the cavalry responded with a passionate sound of horns. Compared with their opponents, they know better how to promote the atmosphere. After all, in order to prevent the soldiers from feeling too boring during training, various competitions and horse racing duels are often held in the army.

However, when everyone competed, the spears were all iron-headed, and the top was covered with thick felt. Today, the weapons in the hands of Hu Yancong and Yang Chonggui were shining with cold light.

As we watched the two horses running towards each other get closer and closer, the Pu-head spear and the horse lance pointing opposite to the chests of the two generals, without shaking or avoiding them. The sound of the Jie drum instantly became so nervous that it lost its rhythm, "dong dong dong", "dong dong dong", "dong dong dong", "dong dong dong", "dong dong dong", and "dong dong dong dong", and the sound of painting corners suddenly became louder into the clouds, "wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu

Twenty steps, ten steps, five steps. "Look at the move!" Hu Yancong suddenly let out a sudden shout. He twisted his body sideways, stretched his right hand forward, and left hand flat, and thorny thorns on the opponent's left shoulder like a poisonous dragon.

"Die!" As if he had a close relationship with him, Yang Chonggui also twisted his waist and stretched his arms while riding his horse. The Park-head spear in his palm looked like lightning, and he rushed straight towards the other party's face.

"Ah--" The timid person was so scared that he closed his eyes suddenly, and the bold person's mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg into it. However, the scene of flesh and blood flying across the body did not appear at all. Hu Yancong's Changshuo was avoided by Yang Chonggui at the last moment, leaving behind a shiny cold light in vain. Yang Chonggui's Park-head spear was also dodged by Hu Yancong with a neat bowing action, and only a silver phantom appeared in the air.

"Be careful!" The two horses just turned the stirrup, and Hu Yancong immediately shouted and closed his elbow. Using the spear as the tip of the spear as the tip of the spear as the tip of the spear, he looked upside down to find Yang Chonggui's backbone.

Yang Chonggui quickly turned around and used a clean seabed moon to lift the barbed horse spear. Then, the spear turned into a whip, and pulled it up from a single-handed wheel, thrusting it towards the other party's neck, "Woo--!" "Go!"

When the wind came, the cries came. Hu Yancong didn't expect that the opponent's urge was so powerful and his tricks were so strange. He hurriedly hid his neck and his body was pressed towards the war horse.

The sharp cold wind flew past the tip of his helmet, sweeping a wisp of helmet tassels up, and the red rays swayed and shaking people's eyes. The next moment, a black steel whip hovered out from under his ribs, hanging the whistling cold wind, hitting Yang Chonggui's butt of the war horse.

"Dang!" In the flash of lightning, Yang Chonggui waved an iron mace with his left hand to protect the war horse and knocked the steel whip to the ground. The war horses of both sides separated from each other at extremely high speed. In a blink of an eye, each ran more than forty steps, and then with two angry roars, the horse's heads hovered and the horse's tail flew, and hedged face to face again.

"The boss..."

"General Yang..."

The shouts only sounded again at this moment, accompanied by the thunderous drums and the long roar of paintings, the soldiers on both sides were so nervous that their faces were red. The eyes were wide open and their fists were clenched, and they would never miss every wonderful moment again.

Under thousands of enthusiastic gazes, the two war horses roared and met. The two on the horses took action twice and then quickly separated. Yang Chonggui was shocked by the force on the long spear, and Hu Yancong was forced to scream strangely by the other party's unexpected tricks.

The soldiers of both sides also tried their best to cheer up the representatives of their own side. They were afraid that the shouting sound would be less, or the drum beats would be overwhelmed by the sound of the horns, which would lead to the players who appeared on their own side who would unfortunately lose to others.

The bet in the hearts of most of them is no longer the second prince hiding in the carriage, with a bruised face. Instead, the face of the "Hedong Jiedu Camp" and the entire "Taihang Mountain Green Forest". No matter which side, they do not want to be at a disadvantage.

Yang Chonggui and Hu Yancong rode their horses to fight again. The third round, the fourth round, and the fifth round. When the two BMWs started hedging for the sixth time, sweat obviously appeared on Yang Chonggui's forehead. His originally white face seemed to be covered with thick rouge, which looked even more delicate than Ning Wanshu who led his troops back.

Hu Yancong's face was dark and there was no sign of too much change. But his voice had already "slashed", and the sound made was like a broken gong. "I want you to look good!" He gasped and shouted softly. The long spear in his hand was flat, and his body was shaking, as if he would fall off the horse's back at any time. However, between two large shakings, he quietly hid another steel whip under the spear pole with his left hand.

"Be careful-!" Among the soldiers watching the battle, some of them had sharp eyes and had already discovered that the opponent's players were making fraud. They decisively opened their voices to remind them.

However, most people, because of the distance or because they were too devoted to seeing, they found nothing. They just kept waving their arms, and shouting. The sporadic reminders were completely swallowed up in the deafening cheers.
Chapter completed!