The battle was extremely tragic, Wen Yang's war horse was shot to death, he simply jumped off the horse and chose to walk, anyway, on this kind of mountain road, riding a horse is not necessarily much easier. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Wen Yang holds a shield in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, always rushing to the front.

Behind him, the Jin soldiers followed closely, braving the rain of arrows, and rushed to the top of the mountain.

A section of mountain road that was not too long was filled with the corpses of Jin soldiers, and almost every time they took a step forward, one Jin soldier would fall. But no matter how big the casualties are, Wenyang's determination will not be shaken, the current situation is pressing, if you can't break through the siege of the Shu army, the 20,000 horses of the Jin army will be buried here.

Wen Yang's face is as heavy as water, his eyes are like red, every step is firm, although this mountain road is very steep, many sections even have a steep slope of more than 60 degrees, and on this mountain road, strange rocks, thorns are all over, it is extremely bumpy, but this will definitely not stop Wen Yang's footsteps, Wen Yang's body is boiling, he seems to have returned to the Huainan battlefield eighteen years ago, single-handedly, heroic, with his own strength to win the three armies.

Now that the age has passed, although Wen Yang is no longer confused, although his blood is no longer strong, after all, the hero is bold and heroic, under the heavy siege of the Shu army, ordinary people have long given up, but Wen Yang will not, as long as there is a breath, he will never give up lightly.

Stepping on the corpse of the robe, along this blood-sprinkled road, Wen Yang finally rushed forward, he shouted, the spear was as fast as a whirlwind, and one shot pierced the throat of a current Shu soldier.

The Jin soldiers rushed up and started hand-to-hand combat with the Shu army.

Zhang Le didn't expect Wen Yang to be so brave, and such a steep mountain road rushed up in such a short time, but this also aroused the arrogance in Zhang Le's heart, in the mountain battle, the Wudang Feijun really didn't fear anyone, even if Wen Yang rushed up, so what, he wanted to cross the mountain of the Wudang Feijun, it was a pipe dream.

Zhang Le didn't say a word, picked up the knife, and pounced on the first, Wen Yang can rush on the front line, he Zhang Le is naturally also the best person, Zhang Le had fought with Wen Yang when he was riding before, Wen Yang's martial arts are indeed superior, Zhang Le and Zhao Zhuo joined forces to be considered a draw with Wen Yang, which made Zhang Le very unconvinced, and now has the opportunity to fight with Wen Yang in foot, Zhang Le really has the intention to compete with him again, and fight a male and female.

Wen Yang saw Zhang Le rushing up, snorted coldly, and said, "If your subordinates are defeated, they dare to act here, I really don't know whether they are alive or dead." ”

Zhang Le was annoyed when he heard this, and said: "Today, if you have the ability to win your grandfather Zhang's hand, I will let you go, if you don't have the ability to win, you will leave your life!" ”

Wen Yang didn't talk much nonsense, threw away his shield, held the gun in both hands, and shouted: "Look at the gun!" "The momentum is like a meteor, and a white rainbow pierces the sun, stabbing Zhang Le's face door.

Zhang Le took down the plate steadily, held the knife in one hand, and slashed horizontally, blocking Wenyang's spear, and the two fought back in one place.

Different from cavalry warfare, when fighting on foot, it can give full play to the martial arts level of both sides, Wen Yang's gun, like a swimming dragon, flying up and down, dancing, such as a little pear blossom, Zhang Le's knife, strong and heavy, big open and close, under the chopping, such as wind and rain in all directions, clouds and thunder agitation.

When the cavalry fights, the two sides ride on the opposite side of the horse to charge, a face is a round, a round is over, but also have to turn the horse's head, charge again, for the second round of the competition, if you really want to fight a 300 rounds, it does take a lot of time, it is not surprising that the night battle is not surprising.

But there is no round of foot combat, the shot is fast, you can stab seven or eight shots between one or two breaths, and cut a dozen knives, so unlike the end of each round of cavalry warfare, there will be a short rest time, foot combat is almost one move after another, there is no gap between the moves at all, and the slightest negligence or a very small hole in the defense can be fatal.

Both of them are masters of foot combat, and they both have quite solid basic skills, and they have fought hundreds of moves, and they are even indistinguishable. This is not an ordinary competition, but a life-and-death contest, the two of them are naturally unreserved, ruthless, and deadly, but it is obvious that the gap between the level of the two is not too big, and no one can help anyone in a short time.

Under the leadership of Wen Yang, the Jin army is very vigorous, so they can rush to the top of the mountain in one go, but they encountered the Wudang Flying Army, in terms of ability and martial arts, the Jin Army is naturally impossible to compare with the Wudang Flying Army who has been fighting for a long time.

At the beginning of the white-knuckle battle, the Jin army could still occupy a certain upper hand with its momentum, but after the battle, the advantages and disadvantages were judged, and the difference in strength allowed the Wudang Fei Army to easily crush the opponent.

They are the kings of mountain warfare, flexible body skills, superb martial arts, between the mountains and rocks and forests, the Wudang Fei Army has shown superior strength, no matter how strong the morale of the Jin army is, there is no certain strength to guarantee, it is impossible to survive in such a cruel and tragic white-knuckle battle.

Soon, most of the Jin army that rushed to the top of the mountain was killed by the Wudang Fei army, and the rest were defeated one after another.

After fighting fiercely with Zhang Le for a long time, and not winning the opponent, Wen Yang couldn't help but feel impetuous, seeing that the Jin army was defeated by the Shu army, Wen Yang couldn't help but be secretly anxious and a little distracted.

This distraction, Zhang Le seized the opportunity, and slashed over with a knife, Rao is Wen Yang reacted quickly, and a deep wound was also cut on his right arm, if Wen Yang didn't flash in time, it was likely that this arm would be useless.

But despite this, the blood in his right arm was pouring in, and it was painful to the heart, Wen Yang was already difficult to use the spear again, he reluctantly swept away the thousands of troops with one move, widened the distance from Zhang Le, took advantage of the situation to jump out of the circle, and withdrew to the bottom of the mountain with the defeated army.

Zhang Le laughed, and did not chase after him, today's step defeated Wenyang, it was finally a shame, so that Zhang Le raised his eyebrows, so proud, in front of people in the future, he also has the capital to boast, the world's first brave generals are defeated in the hands of a certain one, which of you still dares to disagree?

Wen Yang retreated to the foot of the mountain, a personal soldier came to Wen Yang to bandage it simply, stop the bleeding, but this arm can not be used hard for the time being, Wen Yang threw the spear, pulled out the sword, held in his left hand, although the first charge failed, and also lost a lot of men and horses, but can not shake Wen Yang's determination to break through, since the east road is not easy to walk, Wen Yang decided to take another road, although the direction is not right, but now is not to pay attention to this time, can only take a step to see a step, first highlight the encirclement. (To be continued.) )