A black line appeared on the horizon, arranged in a straight line, rolling forward like a wave.

It was not a black line, nor a natural scene such as a storm, but a team of elite cavalry.

Li Jinyu waved the command flag, causing the regimental guards to immediately change into battle formation, and all the crossbowmen raised their bows and nocked arrows.

"put!"

With a loud shout, Li Jinyu waved the command flag heavily, and crossbow arrows shot out like raindrops. The cavalry at the front instantly fell to the ground and was trampled and crushed by the people behind.

These cavalry were very elite. Even after being hit by crossbows and arrows, they could still maintain their formation and charge wildly at the legion's guards. The shouts became louder and louder.

The roar of "Woo-Woo" came over me, like the most terrifying pack of wolves on the grassland.

rush!

rush!

rush!

There was no stopping, no fear, just charging towards the distant target with incomparable courage.

Li Yuanfang did not hold a chain knife, but a long spear with a thin white wax rod measuring two feet.

When fighting alone, the chain knife is more convenient. When charging into battle, when two armies are clashing, it is more convenient to use a gun.

In fact, most of the masters of spears and spears in the world are engaged in marching and fighting. Even warriors in the world are mostly good at riding, using war horses to enhance the power of their marksmanship.

He is not a master of spearmanship who comes from the military and does not need the assistance of war horses. He is the only one who is Zhuge Zhengwo, the prince of the Six and Five Gods.

Charge all the way, bloody journey all the way!

Bows, crossbows, hooks, sickles, and lassoes were all used, and the two armies finally formally confronted each other.

Li Yuanfang took the lead, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed from his spear. The enemies were suddenly torn apart like silk, and they fell to the ground one by one, clutching their throats.

The simple pear blossom spear technique, in the hands of Li Yuanfang, can explode with strange power.

Especially when he strikes, he is strong and soft. The tip of the gun swings freely with the barrel of the gun, using the force to exert force. The starting hand is like a cold plum blossom, and the lowering hand is like wind and snow. The force of the gun is like a rainbow in the sky. There are cold shadows of the gun in a two-foot radius.

Mang.

This is the magic of marksmanship.

The gun shaft is made of the finest white wax, soaked in tung oil and steamed in the sun. It took three years to make. It is stronger than gold and iron, moderately soft and hard, and extremely flexible.

When used by a master like Li Yuanfang, the gun barrel seems to become a living dragon, swinging and whirling as he pleases.

No matter whether the enemy is slashing with a sword or blocking with a weapon, he can use his own strength to take advantage of it, and he can also circle around like a long whip and kill the enemy with the curved tip of his spear.

Brother Yelu was shocked again.

They were previously shocked by Li Jinyu's martial arts, but it was martial arts after all. What they were best at was charging into battle, and their inner arrogance was not too severely affected.

At this time, when he saw Li Yuanfang charging into the battle, he could no longer hold back the blood in his heart, so he picked up his spear and was about to take action.

Li Jinyu said loudly: "Please come back, envoy. If the envoy is harmed, I can't afford to suffer!"

Yelu Guozhen shouted: "I am a strong-blooded Khitan man, and I am not a weakling protected by others. If you let me look at you like this, it will be the greatest humiliation!"

Yelu Guobao responded: "Today you allow us to take action. No matter whether we are injured or killed in battle, we will accept your favor, otherwise we will not rest with you!"

Yelu Alian covered her face when she heard this, thinking that these two unlucky and stupid sons were not sold by others and they helped count the money, but they hurriedly sold themselves, and then counted the money and gave it to them

People!

Although he could not keep his verbal promises and was still guilty of dereliction of duty after being injured, Li Jinyu, that cunning guy, probably wanted to try the Khitan's trump card for a long time.

Although it is dangerous at this time, it is only a cavalry charge after all, and the Yelu brothers are familiar with it. On the contrary, it is safer than a master's surprise attack, and it is most suitable for testing trump cards.

Sure enough, under Yelu Alian's clear gaze, Li Jinyu made a reluctant expression, acted fiercely, and then agreed with the two brothers to take action.

The Yelu brothers were like huskies having fun, charging out on war horses, with two spears and green dragons coming out of the water, and a burning and majestic momentum.

Yanyang Dafa!

The unique skills of Bi Xuan, the Turkic martial lord of the past.

Fierce and domineering, extremely strong, combined with the young and energetic spirit of the Yelu brothers, their power is even greater.

Li Yuanfang, Yelu Guozhen, and Yelu National Treasure are like three lurking dragons in the sea, and like three thin and long wooden wedges, tightly wedged into the enemy's military formation.

Li Jinyu and Nan Jiyun firmly defended the Jinwu Guard formation and provided support with flying guns and crossbows.

After a series of fierce battles, there were not many arrows left, but getting through today was a victory. Naturally, Li Jinyu would not be stingy with the little ordnance. That would be stupid behavior.

"Nan Jiyun!"

"exist!"

"Guard the Chinese army camp!"

"yes!"

Nan Jiyun drew his sword in his hand and took over the command of Jinwu Guard. Li Jinyu rode out, not toward the enemy formation, but in another direction.

…

"You're here."

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"I have come, and I must come."

"Why is it necessary?"

"At this time, the two armies are already facing each other. It won't be of much use if I stay there. But if I can capture you, I will not only win this battle, but also achieve a complete victory."

"Do you know who I am?"

"I didn't know it at first, but when I saw the short halberd on your back, I knew your identity. You are from the Meng Yuan royal family and a disciple of the 'Magician' Pang Ban."

"I think I have never taken action, but you can tell me my identity at once. Zhongyuan is really good information."

"Don't you have spies in the Central Plains?"

"Does this make any sense?"

"I want to ask a question."

"What's the problem?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

"It would be a pity if a person like Brother Li died under a horse's hoof or a knife.

Since you have passed those levels and proven your ability, I should give you the opportunity to challenge me."

"The purpose of my coming here is similar."

"Challenge me?"

"No, this is a chance for you to challenge me!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Jinyu passed by, and the gentle sword erupted with three feet of light, piercing Fang Yeyu's heart.

Fang Yeyu's shoulders moved slightly, and he already held the three-foot-eight-inch short halberd in his hand. This was the weapon that Pang Ban used in the past. It was called "Sanbaji". It was made of meteorite iron and weighed one hundred and fifty-seven kilograms.

.

It looks light but is actually a heavy weapon.

On the world's list of divine weapons, Sanbaji's name is even better than Cihang Jingzhai's ancestral Se Kong and Feiyi swords, not to mention Li Jinyu's Gentle Sword.

With the short halberd in his hand, he made a stroke in the void, and thousands of green lights suddenly appeared in the air. Fang Yeyu seemed to be holding not a heavy weapon weighing 157 kilograms, but a delicate embroidery needle, embroidering the most precise in the void.

of flowers.

It is hard to imagine that this young man with a more delicate appearance than Li Jinyu could have such strong physical strength.

Although the Sanbaji is a short halberd, it is still three feet and eight inches long, not to mention weighing one hundred and fifty-seven kilograms.

Li Jinyu's gentle knife is less than two feet long, as thin as a cicada's wing, and as light as nothing. When the two are put together, it is like using an embroidery needle to meet a pair of big hammers.

No matter who makes the analysis, Li Jinyu's knife will be broken by one blow, and Li Jinyu's ribs or skull will also be shattered.

But what shocked people was that the moment Li Jinyu made his move, there was a sharp explosion, like a crossbow coming out of its box, or an ax chopping peach mountains.

The attack was so fast and powerful that even Fang Yeyu was really surprised.

If we say that Fang Yeyu can lift a heavy weapon like a light one, he can use heavy weapons like embroidery needles, and his moves can be made in thirty or forty different ways, and his moves are extremely sophisticated.

Li Jinyu can lift as light as heavy, as skillful as clumsy. Not to mention the gentle sword, the embroidery needle can also be as powerful as the eight-oxen crossbow.

The Sanbaji, which weighs more than one hundred kilograms, is as light as a feather. It is a powerful and strong weapon, and uses the most agile and skillful moves.

The gentle sword as thin as a cicada's wing is as heavy as a mountain, the most agile and skillful weapon, and uses the most powerful and powerful moves.

Use softness to overcome strength, use simplicity to overcome complexity, use weight to overcome lightness, use slowness to overcome speed. The two weapons are entangled in thirty or forty moves, with endless changes, but there is not a single confrontation.

Fang Yeyu felt his blood boiling, and he used all his energy to perform various strange moves. The pair of short halberds suddenly became stronger and weaker, stretched and contracted, and the moves were like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.

Li Jinyu was also full of enthusiasm, and the nervousness he felt before making the move was gone the moment he saw Fang Yeyu, and he was full of confidence.
To be continued...