Chapter 987: A Reunion Five Hundred Years Ago (Part I
Although this Taishan-like attack did not injure Yang Zhen, it also made him look a little embarrassed in a cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough to leave the saddle before Kankan was crushed by the horse, he wouldn't have been able to get up even if he didn't die.
And the current situation is that his mount has been stoned alive on the spot, and the Mutu group in front of him, which was only faintly visible, has quickly moved away, and soon he can't even see it. Not to mention that his horse has died now, even if he is not dead, he is afraid that he will not be able to catch it if he wants to chase it at this time.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhen was really shocked and angry, his eyes narrowed, and he stared tightly at Tuta, who also looked a little embarrassed...... If you want to die, then I will fulfill you! Now, he really had murderous intent towards this stalker-hardened enemy.
Tuta's situation is not much better than Yang Zhen, although he took the initiative to fly over, but because he wanted to control the horse to hit the ground, he didn't dare to leave before hitting the target, so the shock force generated after the collision of the two horses still affected his body that had just bounced, so that he suffered a lot of impact, although he landed smoothly, but half of his body is still a little sore, and he can't do it.
At this time, stared at by Yang Zhen's murderous gaze, Tuta's heart was nervous, and he hurriedly stabbed it in front of his chest, ready to resist. At the same time, he also constantly uses deep breaths to adjust his physical condition, hoping to recover as soon as possible, so that he can fight this strong enemy head-on.
Yang Zhen didn't give the other party too much time, he already felt that Tuta seemed to have some difficulty moving, so he immediately made a wrong step, and his body had already slanted towards the other party. When he came to the enemy, he swiped the knife in his hand and struck the opponent's throat.
Tuta immediately let out a low snort, endured the discomfort of his left foot, and stepped back, while the scimitar in his right hand swept up, just sealing the route of Yang Zhen's knife. He had a lot of combat experience and accurate vision, and he could see the angle and direction of Yang Zhen's attack at once.
But this time he miscalculated, Yang Zhen's seemingly ruthless knife was actually a false move, just before the two knives collided, his wrist flipped over, turned into pressure, and actually used the knife as a hammer, and smashed it on the opponent's knife body, so that Tuta's body shook, and the knife in his hand was almost unable to hold it, and he was almost slashed by his own fall.
In terms of combat experience, Yang Zhen is not under Tuta. After discovering that the opponent was incapacitated, he did not choose to attack the enemy with his body technique, but used domineering moves to force the opponent to reveal greater flaws, so as to kill the enemy with one blow.
But Tuta was not an ordinary person after all, even if he was suddenly attacked like this and fell into a great disadvantage, he still gritted his teeth and held on. In the face of Yang Zhen's continuous onslaught with one knife after another, he simply relied on his strong physique and solid knife skills to withstand it. Although he had several wounds on his body in this hard-hitting confrontation, his steps were still steady, but his steps seemed heavier.
Yang Zhen couldn't take down his opponent after such an all-out onslaught, and then he knew that he was still a little too supportive. This Mongolian man not only has the ability to do it immediately, but he is also good at foot combat and martial arts. So at the moment when the other party stumbled again and his body shook, he suddenly changed his moves.
Instead of just going straight to the front and slashing like before, it has become a weird and fast, and tricky angle of stabbing and slashing points, and at the same time, his steps have become much faster, and his body is constantly circling the front and back of the opponent, left and right, and the tricks are not far from the key point of Tuta.
Tuta was already passive, and now he was deliberately targeted at his still inflexible steps, and suddenly the situation was even worse, and he could only barely support himself. But after a long time, he will lose, and after some resistance, he finally revealed a flaw in his shoulder again, allowing Yang Zhen's knife to stab in, and then pick it up, the tendon was broken, and under a cry of pain, the knife held in his right hand also fell.
Seeing this, Yang Zhen was happy again, and the strength in his hand increased, so he wanted to completely abolish one of the other party's arms, so it would be easier to take his life.
But at this moment, Tuta suddenly let out a deep sigh, and not only did his body not retreat because of serious injuries, but instead took a big step forward with the momentum of Yang Zhen's forward stab. This made the steel knife in Yang Zhen's hand pierce his shoulder directly through his body, bringing out a large pool of blood.
And this time, it was also beyond Yang Zhen's expectations, he just wanted to use a word cutting trick to remove the other party's arm, but the power could not be released. What was even more difficult to deal with was that Tuta quickly narrowed the distance between him and him, and the left arm suddenly swung out and went straight to the back of Yang Zhen's neck, actually using the means of Mongolian wrestling.
Yang Zhen's reaction was not slow, seeing this situation, his body shrank suddenly, and his hand was loosened, he actually abandoned the knife in his hand, and then his heel exerted force, and he jumped backwards backwards, making Tuta's hug empty.
A soft sigh sounded from Tuta's mouth, he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so fast, and the opportunity he created by desperately losing an arm was so wasted.
But something that surprised him even more happened, Yang Zhen just shrank back and withdrew, and at the moment of letting go of the hoop, his body actually changed direction again, from a backward sweep to a forward rush, and with a swoop, he approached his body again, and in his hand, there was already a bright dagger.
This retreat was too fast, so that Tuta did not have time to respond accordingly, only to feel that the opponent was out of his own attack in a flash, and then approached again, and the dagger was already at his throat.
A good tuta, even in such a change, still did not see the slightest panic, a roar, the body fell like a felled tree, but only the part above his waist fell, his feet were still fixed on the ground like nails. Immediately, he only supported the ground with his left foot, and his right foot suddenly kicked forward, grabbing Yang Zhen's heart.
This kind of counterattack with offense instead of defense, desperate fight to the death is really quite fierce. Yang Zhen had to avoid its edge, his steps were wrong again, his body twisted, and he let go of this kick with a lot of force, and at the same time, with a twist of his wrist, the dagger fell back again, and suddenly stabbed down, grabbing the opponent's shin.
This time, Tuta didn't have time to retract his feet, if this knife was solid, I was afraid that his entire leg would have to be scrapped. But even in such a desperate situation, he still didn't panic at all, and drank in a deep voice again, and the left foot supporting his body suddenly left the ground, and kicked forward fiercely again, this time the target was Yang Zhen's throat.
This kick made Tuta's body completely volley into the air, but its effect was extremely significant. If Yang Zhen didn't retreat and insisted on abolishing one of his legs, the kick that followed would probably cost Yang Zhen's life. This powerful and heavy kick, as long as the kick hits the throat, it will inevitably be either dead or injured.
This kind of play that only attacks but does not defend, and loses both, makes Yang Zhen's expression tense again, and he can't care about waving a dagger to hurt people, his head is lowered, and his body has flown backwards as if he was being pulled by a rope, and he dodged it in the moment before the opponent's toe reached his throat. The distance between the two finally widened again.
At this time, Tuta slammed into the ground in an extremely embarrassed posture. He used all his strength for both kicks, his body was completely out of his control, and one hand was already seriously injured, so he couldn't support the ground when he landed, so he could only have an intimate contact with the earth.
With a bang, his strong body slammed into the thick earth, and he felt that the bones in his body were about to shatter. But at this time, he didn't let out any pain, and he didn't even have too much chagrin and pain in his mind, because the surprise had been overwhelmingly pressed against him.
Tuta, who fell to the ground, stared at the figure not far in front of him, who was also fixed, and couldn't come back to his senses for a while: "This ...... Is it true? β
Similarly, Yang Zhen, who should have had a great chance to attack the enemy again, was also stunned on the spot at this time, looking straight at this Mengren, and some memories of the past came flooding over......
After a long while, Yang Zhen spoke: "You are ...... Artillery? β
"Strategist?" Tuta then called out a salutation, his expression full of surprise and surprise.
What the two said was neither the official language of the Central Plains today, nor the Mongolian language. If there were other people around, they would not understand their language, because they spoke English!
When the foreign language that spanned hundreds of years suddenly appeared, the murderous aura in the eyes of the two suddenly dissipated.
"Sure enough, it's you, you actually crossed over like me......"
"You've traveled back in time?"
The two said similar words almost at the same time, their expressions were both surprised and full of emotion, and some memories of the past surfaced in their hearts like fragments-
In the original army, both of them were the best among them, although one was Han and the other was Mongolian, but they had no prejudices, but appreciated each other because of their outstanding abilities.
When there is no task in normal times, there are many battles between the two, and there are many battles like just now, which seem to be fighting for their lives, but in fact, they have reservations. And often in the end, the two end with a tie, and no one can help anyone.
It is precisely because this kind of trick has happened so many times between the two of them that when it all happens again, they will react so quickly, and at the same time, after such a result, they will suddenly recognize each other.
Some things, even after hundreds of years of great changes, even if the characters are different, will still leave a deep imprint in someone's heart. As long as all this reappears, it will bring them back to the way they were.
Neither Yang Zhen nor Tuta could have imagined that they would reunite with their comrades-in-arms hundreds of years later......
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