Chapter 1021: Yan Liang's Defeat
"Eat your grandfather!"
Yan Liang let out a loud cry, the long knife shone brightly, and the speed of the horse under his crotch suddenly increased, and he slashed at Zhang Xiu.
"Hey!"
Not to be outdone, Zhang Xiu patted his horse to meet him, and a long spear danced in the sky. If the strength is strong enough and the eyesight is high enough, you will be able to find that every spear of this embroidery is accurately pierced on Yan Liang's blade.
Every blow is a one-touch retreat, and the strength is not too strong, but the frequency is extremely high!
Yan Liang only felt his hands tremble, and the hand holding the knife was a little numb, and the power of the knife was immediately reduced from ten to three points. Under such circumstances, of course, Yan Liang would no longer insist on attacking, and retreated with his backhand, rounding the long knife and slashing diagonally.
However, Zhang Xiu's shooting speed was so fast that in the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Xiu swung Yan Liang's sword away with one shot, forcing Yan Liang to change his tactics.
Of course, the real top players will not be confused. For example, Lu Bu looked at Zhang Xiu for a while, and Shang Ji for a while, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Yan Liang continued to fight fiercely with Zhang Xiu, and the two passed hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye.
Yan Liang wields a saber, Zhang Xiu holds a gun, and the fighting is extremely fierce. On the battlefield, only the sound of ping, ping, pong, pong, bang, bang, bang, bang, pong, bang, pong, pong, pong, pong, pong, pong, pong, and pong are heard. It is no longer as smooth as before.
The two seem to be evenly matched, and even Yan Liang has a little advantage, but Yan Liang knows himself.
Yan Liang is a general who takes the kind of openness and closeness, and has an indomitable path, while Zhang Xiu obviously pays more attention to skills. As the saying goes, "one force will reduce ten meetings", it seems that Yan Liang is more powerful, but there is also the saying "four or two pulls a thousand catties", who is restrained by the two, this is the same as the relationship between water and fire, water can extinguish fire, Fire can also evaporate water.
In the face of absolute power, all skills are a joke. This sentence itself is fine, but Yan Liang's strength advantage compared to Zhang Xiu obviously does not meet the "absolute" standard.
The more the two fought, the more uncomfortable Yan Liang was. Every time he swung the knife, it was as heavy as a thousand weights, but in just a moment, most of his strength was relieved by Zhang Xiu.
In addition, every attack by Zhang Xiu brought a wave of soft energy to Yan Liang, which was so weak that even if he didn't observe carefully, he couldn't detect it.
But after accumulating, this force began to erupt. At this time, Yan Liang felt the qi and blood in his lungs were churning, his arms were sore, and his eyesight was still a little blurred. Compared with the beginning, the attack power dropped by at least 30% .
"Clang!"
The long knife and the iron spear clashed again, Yan Liang suddenly felt his arms go limp, and almost couldn't hold the long spear.
Although he recovered after only a moment, but what kind of person is Zhang Xiu? How can we sit back and watch this precious opportunity pass by?
Immediately, the spears danced in succession, and three shots appeared to stab Yan Liang straight.
Yan Liang lost the opportunity, lost his position, and dodged three shots in a rather embarrassing situation, but Zhang Xiu was not willing to let go, one shot after another, forcing Yan Liang into a panic.
In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, and Yan Liang became precarious.
"Brother!"
Wen Chou looked anxious, let out a loud shout, patted his horse to meet him, and the steel spear directly attacked Zhang Xiu.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiu immediately abandoned Yan Liang, withdrew his troops and retreated, laughing loudly: "Hahaha, Yan Liang is ugly, that's all!"
Yan Liang's face turned red, but he had nothing to say, he turned back to the coalition army in shame and anger, bowed down and said: "The last general has insulted the army's prestige, please forgive me!"
Yuan Shao sighed, leaned over to support Yan Liang, and comforted him: "Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, how can we punish the general for a small setback? Gong Ji will go down to rest for now, and just look for opportunities to get back his face in the future!"
"Thank you, my lord, for your generosity!"
Yan Liang stood up,
He bowed his head and returned to the army formation.
Yuan Shao didn't punish Yan Liang because of his defeat, not because of Yan Liang's identity, which caused Yuan Shao to be selfish, but "not to punish generals for failure in fighting generals", which has become the consensus of the coalition forces.
Fighting generals are inherently dangerous, even if they are S-level historical generals, if they are not careful, they may die on the spot. In this case, as long as you dare to take the initiative to fight, you will be a hero regardless of victory or defeat, and you will definitely not be too harsh because of failure.
On the other hand, regardless of the abundance of talents in the coalition forces, it feels like S-level generals are worthless. You must know that this is a lineup assembled by the joint efforts of the eighteen princes. Many princes may use one or two S-level historical generals to support the field. Any one of them is the prince's heart. Even if Yuan Shao is the leader, there is nothing he can do. be punished directly.
Although Yan Liang did not die, Wen Chou's intervention in the battle between Yan Liang and Zhang Xiu meant that the coalition forces had lost the battle. After winning the battle, Zhang Xiu became more and more proud. , can someone dare to come to die again?"
"Humph!"
Guan Yu snorted coldly, ready to fight with his saber in hand.
Because of what happened before, Guan Yu hated Zhang Xiu very much, but now seeing his proud posture, he felt even more disdainful and wanted to teach him a lesson.
On the other hand, Zhang Xiu defeated Yan Liang, and if he could defeat or even kill Zhang Xiu, wouldn't it prove that he was far superior to Yan Liang? Lest some people keep making noises in their ears!
However, someone was one step faster than Guan Yu. I saw a small soldier rushed out of the army without Yuan Shao's consent, and went straight to Zhang Xiu.
Yuan Shao frowned, turned to look at Shang Ji, the soldier just rushed out from Shang Ji's personal guards.
"Leader, don't worry, this person will definitely defeat Zhang Xiu!"
Yuan Shao's frown deepened when he heard this, but after a few seconds, he relaxed again, cupped his hands and said, "With the words of Marquis Ning, the lord can rest assured."
Why is Shang Ji so confident in this person?
Because his name is Zhao Yun!
In fact, Zhao Yun has been by Shang Ji's side since the day Shang Ji went out to conquer Dong. Just to avoid trouble, he deliberately disguised himself as an ordinary soldier and hid himself in the army.
Seeing Zhao Yun rushing over from a distance, Zhang Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Hahaha, there is no one left for the rats, and they actually ordered the pawns to fight!"
At this time, Zhao Yun was still dressed as an ordinary guard. Although the equipment of the Black Armored Xuanqi was considered luxurious among the soldiers, it was still several blocks behind the historical military generals. Zhang Xiu was naturally crazily ridiculed.
But in the next instant, Zhang Xiu's face changed drastically.
Every time Zhao Yun took a step, the armor on his body changed a little, and he completed the gorgeous transformation from soldier to military commander within a short distance.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yun waved his hand, and the horse card flashed a white light, and then a white horse appeared in front of everyone, it was the Xueyu White Dragon Colt.
Zhao Yun jumped up and landed firmly on the steed. With a move of his hand, the gentian silver gun appeared in his hand.
At this time, Zhang Xiu's expression was unprecedentedly dignified, he tightened the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand, and took the initiative to meet him.