Chapter 542: Riding Alone and Shooting Alone
Although Wuguolong is the elder brother of Wuguohu, and he looks much more fierce than Wuguohu, but when it comes to skills, he is far inferior to Wuguohu, because when he kills Yang Zaixing with a brute spirit, he is already doomed to his end.
The same sound, the same silver light, the same location of the blood hole, if someone is willing to measure it, it should be able to find that the size of this blood hole is no different from that of Wuguohu, the only difference is that Yang Zaixing did not get off the horse to take down his head, so that he kept a whole corpse, but if the reason for this whole corpse was known to Wuguolong, I believe he would definitely choose to have a headless corpse.
Although Hei Fenggao's mind is much clearer than that of the Wuguolong and Wuguohu brothers, he has always been good friends with these two brothers, first learned that Wuguohu died at the hands of a Han man, and then saw Wuguolong die under the gun of a Han man, his head was stunned all of a sudden, where would he think about whether he was Yang Zaixing's opponent, lifted his axe, screamed, and urged the war horse fiercely, just rushing according to Yang Zaixing.
Yang Zaixing picked the Wuguo Dragon, and saw the black wind roaring and rushing towards him, happy to be happy, and then roared softly, the silver spear was upside down, and the tail tip was on the big axe that Hei Feng Gao slashed on, and pushed the axe back hard, and even took advantage of the power of Hei Feng Gao to turn the silver spear, which was a wound on Hei Fenggao's chest that was cut into the flesh.
Hei Fenggao couldn't help screaming, and the severe pain made him almost unable to hold the big axe, but at this time, the unique bravery of the Jurchens and all his own sobriety, as much as possible, made him make a move to return to the horse and take off the hand axe, and the big axe was out of his hand and flew towards Yang Zaixing.
Coincidentally, at the moment when his big axe flew out of his hand, Yang Zaixing also turned around and lay on the war horse, the silver spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out the core, stabbing at Hei Fenggao fiercely, not wanting to hit the ground to avoid Hei Fenggao's big axe, but the silver spear was pierced into the body without any difference, where could Hei Fenggao, who had been hit twice in a row, still sit firmly on the horse, and on the side of his body, he was planted.
Like such a great opportunity, where would Yang Zaixing miss it, he immediately pulled the reins of the horse fiercely, turned the horse's head and shot at Hei Fenggao, who was still on the ground, and heard Hei Fenggao scream, and immediately settled the account.
From Yang Zaixing's appearance to the killing of Wuguolong and Heifeng Gao's second generals, it was just a blink of an eye, although Yang Zaixing's style of killing two generals in a row fiercely shocked a Jurchen horse team that was still in the charge, but they were brave by nature, just like the beast army in a certain period, still under the leadership of the big and small leaders, screaming strangely in their mouths, and rushed up bravely.
In the face of the surging alien iron horse, Yang Zaixing laughed, gently shook the reins in his hand, and the war horse under his crotch seemed to have telepathy, and he half-stood up and called "Yu Yu", as if he had a clockwork, and took Yang Zaixing straight to the enemy formation.
Whether they were armed with scimitars, big axes, or maces, those Jurchens didn't care whether they were in the middle of the door wide open, whether they were killed by Yang Zaixing, they all twisted their already hideous faces, and slashed towards Yang Zaixing with all the strength in their bodies.
Although Yang Zaixing was still a little young at this time, he was most afraid of the group battle that he liked the most, and he saw that he dodged left and right in the dense blades, and the silver spear in his hand also kept shaking, sprinkling silver rays in the enemy formation, bringing up a puff of blood mist, just like a leisurely stroll, every shot, he could definitely take away a soldier, and those soldiers wanted to leave a scar on him, but it was extremely difficult.
Seeing that Yang Zaixing was so fierce that he had the potential to overwhelm him, the soldiers couldn't help but become more and more annoyed, and regardless of whether there were their own people in front of them, they all swarmed towards Yang Zaixing, but the space around Yang Zaixing was already limited, and they were squeezing like this in an orderly manner, not only could not hurt Yang Zaixing, but the space for their own exertion was shrinking more and more, and they couldn't move the weapons in their hands more and more.
What kind of character is Yang Zaixing, seeing such a good opportunity, how could he miss it, a silver spear is out of nowhere, and he stabs those soldiers to a place where they can't think of it, but stabs a lot of those soldiers to death, and there are a few generals who are temporarily in charge, seeing that this can't be done, is a whistle, intending to call back all those soldiers and reorganize the offensive.
Those soldiers only knew that they would retreat when they heard the whistle, so they retreated like locusts, where would Yang Zaixing care about what their plans were, seeing those soldiers retreat from their side, they immediately stepped up, and the silver spear in their hands danced rapidly, killing in the soldiers, the lethality was much stronger than before, and after a while, the whole person was like being fished out of blood, and it was like Shura who came out of the hell of the blood pool.
The generals who called the soldiers back couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and secretly scolded Yang Zaixing in his heart for being unreasonable, and he didn't wait for himself to reorganize the soldiers and horses, so he killed them again, looked at each other at the moment, nodded to each other, and no matter what those soldiers thought, they picked up the weapons and killed them together.
When Yang Zaixing was killing well, where would he care who was coming from the other side, just stab him with a shot, but after this shot was stabbed, it was not the sound of a silver gun entering the body, but the sound of blades, Yang Zaixing couldn't help but lightly "Huh", raised his eyes, and saw a blue-faced and long-bearded general, holding a machete to block his shot.
That time he looked at himself and held Yang Zaixing's shot, he was quite complacent in his heart, and secretly said You are not very capable, how can you still be resisted by Lao Tzu, but he said a lot in his mouth, and Yang Zaixing was confused when he heard it, and unconsciously asked: "What are you talking about?" ”
The general was also stunned, and then his face was distorted, his mouth screamed, the machete was jerked, and Yang Zaixing was cut according to his head, how could Yang Zaixing be afraid of him, he snorted coldly, the silver gun was unstoppable, and it was a shot towards the throat of the general, and the silver gun was full of incredible eyes, and it was the last to go directly through his throat.
Seeing that those generals were not far from him, Yang Zaixing suddenly shouted, crossed his arms, and picked up the generals who were not far from death from the horse, and threw them directly at those generals.
Those generals saw a large black shadow flying towards them, instinctively thought that this was some kind of hidden weapon, and roared in unison, and the mountain axe and machete in their hands were all full of strength, and cut down according to the black shadow, not to mention a dying person, that is, an intact person, in the case of no power to parry, encountering such an attack can only be a death with hatred.
At that moment, I heard a miserable scream, and it seemed to be a rain of blood and viscera in mid-air, and the generals were instantly drenched, Yang Zaixing saw it, and couldn't help laughing, "Sure enough, it's worthy of being a beast, and he doesn't even let go of his own people, so he can only be drenched in blood here!" ”
Those few members were so angry that they couldn't reach out and wipe a handful, and let out a strange scream from their mouths, and the knife and axe were cut according to Yang Zaixing's head.