Chapter five hundred and eighty third veteran confrontation
Can you give me some time to speak first?
Looking at Ji Ling who was carrying a three-pointed two-edged knife and running straight towards him, Han Juzi gritted his teeth and raised his gun to meet him. At this time, turning around would be a dead end, so he had to fight.
As the number one general under Yuan Shu in the past, after Ji Ling arrived under Chu Nan, his military force was now barely in the top ten after Xu Huang and others joined him. The commander was also at the same level. This made him, who once commanded an army of 100,000,
Now he can only serve as Gao Shun's lieutenant, so after joining Chu Nan's command, his reputation is not as good as before.
Han Juzi felt that she could give it a try.
However, at the moment when the two sides fought, the spear in his hand was directly chopped off by the three-pointed two-edged sword. Han Juzi knew that he was wrong. After all, he was Yuan Shu's number one general in the past. How could it be that simple?
But now, there is no chance to regret it. The three-pointed two-edged sword slashed Han Juzi's neck with his backhand after slashing away the spear. With just a glance, Han Juzi was killed by Ji Ling. He didn't even take a second look and led his army directly in.
In the midst of the defeat of the Jizhou Army.
They were originally defeated soldiers, but now that their general was killed, the Jizhou army had no morale at all. They were almost defeated in one battle, and Ji Ling took advantage of the situation and captured Guangzong.
However, Han Qiong, who has already gone to Guantao, does not know about these things yet.
In Guantao, Huang Zhong was looking at the map with the generals. Suddenly a soldier came to report: "General, there is an old general outside the city who calls himself Han Qiong and is fighting outside the city!"
"Han Qiong?" Huang Zhong's eyes lit up. Since Han Qiong is here, it means that the strategy between him and Gao Shun was successful. He immediately stood up and said: "Order the troops and go to war!"
"General, Han Qiong is known as the Spear King of Hebei. He has superb pistol skills. Among his peers, only Gunjue Tongyuan can compete with him. Although the general is brave, he is old after all, so he might as well just defend the city."
The general quickly advised.
When Huang Zhong came here, he naturally brought the Black Mountain Army. The Black Mountain Army had been entrenched in the Taihang Mountains for many years and had been entangled with Yuan Shao for many years. They knew all these powerful generals under Yuan Shao's command, although Huang Zhong also showed good combat prowess in the battle of Yecheng.
, but for the Montenegro Army, Han Qiong is still more famous.
"Although I am old, my martial arts skills have not declined. Han Qiong is several years older than me. Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about Han Qiong." Huang Zhong waved his hand. He had naturally heard of Han Qiong's reputation.
Huang Zhong was considered a prominent figure in his area, just like generals such as Lu Bu and Guan Zhang now. When Han Qiong became famous, Huang Zhong was still a small military prince.
Nowadays, although Huang Zhong became famous late, he has become a famous general in the world. He wants to see if the veteran Han Qiong is really as rumored.
At present, two thousand soldiers and horses were left to guard the city, and three thousand soldiers and horses were brought out of the city to fight.
Outside the city, Han Qiong waited in formation within a stone's throw. Seeing the city gate open, Huang Zhong rushed out with a group of troops and came to the formation. In front of the formation, a half-white-haired veteran held a sword.
And Li, thinking that it was Huang Zhong, Han Qiong couldn't help stroking his beard and said: "Huang Zhong, I think you are about the same age as me, how can you be so ignorant? You know that I am here, how dare you go out of the city to die?"
Huang Zhong took a few steps back and forth in front of the formation with his sword in hand, and looked at Han Qiong: "You and I haven't fought yet, how do you know I'm not as good as you?"
"Given your age, you should know my name!" Han Qiong said proudly.
"So what?" Huang Zhong raised his sword and pointed at Han Qiong and said: "Although I became famous late, in recent years, I have killed famous generals with my sword. If Zhang He had not cherished his talent, he would have died by my sword long ago. How do you compare to him?"
"Crazy man, all the heroes in the world will flee after hearing my name. Not only did you seize my city today, but you also dared to utter arrogant words in front of me. Today I will show you how powerful you are!" Han Qiong shouted: "In this case, we will leave the army separately.
"It's just a competition of martial arts. How dare an ordinary man fight against me?"
"That's what I meant!" After Huang Zhong finished speaking, he clamped his legs on the horse's belly and galloped out.
Seeing this, Han Qiong laughed and said, "Okay!"
Following the prancing horse out of the formation, the two veterans collided with each other at great speed in front of the formation.
"Bang~"
The sword and gun collided, and Han Qiong's arms trembled. He was a little surprised that Huang Zhong still had such strength at his age. He tried his best to pass the opponent on the wrong horse. In the duel of strength, Han Qiong knew that he had lost. In the competition of strength, he was not that person.
The opponent immediately turned his horse's head, his gun's momentum changed, and he no longer resisted the enemy with his strength. With his heavy hand behind him, his marksmanship suddenly changed. Each shot was as fast as a shot, and the endless gun energy was rolled up, sweeping towards Huang Zhong like a stormy wave.
Come.
Huang Zhong's sword technique is heavy, like a thousand pounds falling, but it can still cut out afterimages. Every time the sword is struck, it may seem unpleasant, but it can always cut at the most powerful point of the opponent's spear. The sword is sharp, and the endless spear is
The light disappeared instantly, like a rock, standing firm under the opponent's wave-like offensive.
"What's the difference between a light thing and a heavy thing!?" Han Qiong narrowed her eyes, looked at Huang Zhong and praised: "No wonder he is so rampant and capable."
"The reputation is so well-deserved. If the general hadn't exhausted his energy and blood, I wouldn't have dared to claim victory!" Huang Zhong also put away his arrogance. Han Qiong's energy and blood were exhausted, but his marksmanship was superb. He could use the force of his spear at will.
Although Huang Zhong has also reached this level, he is still a little behind Han Qiong. Based on his skills alone, this old man is half a step ahead of him.
It is a pity that although Huang Zhong is old, his qi and blood are still strong and have less decline than in his prime. On the other hand, Han Qiong's qi and blood have declined greatly with age. Even if he practices contemplation and recovers, it is still far away.
Not as good as Huang Zhong, but after this fight, he was already a little out of breath.
In terms of spear skills, Han Qiong is the best in the world, and it is hard to beat him in the world, but this is his only trump card. In addition to Huang Zhong's sword skills, which have reached a state of perfection, he has strong energy and blood, which consolidates the veteran's calmness and the strength of his prime.
With strong vitality and blood, his swords and moves are not amazing, but they have strong stamina. Han Qiong cannot defeat Huang Zhong within thirty rounds, and he may be killed by Huang Zhong in fifty rounds.
Han Qiong naturally knew this, so he attacked harder. For a moment, he saw that the place where the two of them were fighting was shrouded in endless gun light, while Huang Zhong was not in a hurry even though he was shrouded by the opponent's gun.
The gang rolled up an endless cloud of swords. Although it was not as shocking as Han Qiong's, it did not appear defeated. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought.
In an instant, thirty times had passed, and Han Qiong's spear power was fading visibly. It was no longer possible to suppress Huang Zhong's sword cloud, and it was gradually enveloped by Huang Zhong's sword power, and he began to struggle to hold on.
After forty years passed, Huang Zhong could clearly feel that Han Qiong's marksmanship was beginning to become chaotic. He immediately spotted an opening and knocked Han Qiong's spear away with one strike, and then chopped it down like lightning.
My life is over!
Han Qiong closed her eyes helplessly, refusing to accept it!
Why does the opponent, who is also a veteran, have so much stamina?
Han Qiong didn't understand, and there was no need to understand now. She closed her eyes and faced death calmly.
However, the blade fell but did not cut off. Han Qiong opened his eyes and saw that Huang Zhong's blade fell on his shoulder, but did not cut off. He looked at Huang Zhong: "What do you mean?"
"It would be a pity that the old general died on the battlefield with such tactics. Now that Yuan Shao's defeat has been determined, the old general has fought for him so far. He has repaid his kindness. Why fight again? How about surrendering? My lord Chu Nan is immortal.
My lord, if the general is willing to surrender, my lord will definitely be able to reuse him!" Huang Zhong put away his sword and looked at Han Qiong and said solemnly.
"What's the use of dying? I don't want to bear the Lord's reputation before I die. I understand the general's good intentions, but when I'm alive, I just want to be wrapped in horse leather. If I can die under the hands of a hero like the general today, my life is not in vain."
, As for betraying the Lord’s words, don’t mention it again, general!” Han Qiong looked at Huang Zhong and said: “Kill him if you want!”
"Now that the sword has been sheathed, how can there be any reason to kill again?" Huang Zhong looked at Han Qiong and said: "I still want to see the general leading the army, how about you and I fighting again?"
Han Qiong looked at Huang Zhong. The two veterans were both remnants of the previous era. One had been living under the halo of fame, and the other had wasted half his life to save his beloved son. Fortunately, he met his master and was able to grow up at such an old age.
Fighting on the battlefield, now fighting, I can't help but feel sympathy for each other.
Han Qiong looked at Huang Zhong and said: "Okay, since you let me live, I will spare your life in the next game!"
"Don't talk nonsense, old man, let's see how I can defeat you!" Huang Zhonglang laughed, and then the two of them returned to the formation and formed a formation to defeat the other side.
It's just that both sides lacked the desire to kill, and both showed some restraint in this military battle. They fought for an entire afternoon with military formations colliding with each other. They didn't directly connect with each other. Seeing that they couldn't defeat each other, they changed their formations and fought again. No one could do anything.
Seeing that it was getting late, everyone could only withdraw their troops and agreed to fight again tomorrow.
Looking at the direction in which Han Qiong's army was retreating, Huang Zhong sighed, saying that he might not be able to fight tomorrow.
On the other side, after Han Qiong returned to the camp, someone immediately came to report that Ganling's defeated troops had entered the camp. However, Han Qiong was fighting fiercely with Huang Zhong on the front line, and there was no way to notify him.
"Where is Han Juzi? Why didn't you retreat to Guangzong? Why did you come to me?" Han Qiong didn't care. He had already told Han Juzi that he was not afraid of Ganling being destroyed. He just retreated to Guangzong, but he didn't expect such a defeat.
So quickly, only a short time after he left, the other party was defeated.
"Back to the general, the enemy seemed to have calculated that our army was going to retreat to Guangling and set up an ambush in advance. Among the rebels, General Han was killed by the enemy general Ji Ling. The army was defeated and Guangzong was captured by the bandits!"
The general who came to report the news smiled bitterly.
"A big defeat!? Guangzong lost it!
?" Han Qiong stood up suddenly, looked at this person in disbelief and shouted.
The general nodded silently, not daring to look at Han Qiong.
"How many troops are left in our army?" Han Qiong looked at the other party and asked with the last glimmer of hope.
"The general doesn't know that we retreated from the city and were ambushed. Ji Ling pursued us until Guangzong took advantage of the situation to seize the city. The army was defeated and there were countless casualties. Now I'm afraid... there aren't many troops left."
Han Qiong heard the words and sat back helplessly. His troops were defeated, the enemy army was attacking Li Yang, Chao Ge was about to encircle him, and the Lord was afraid that he would never be able to recover...