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546 Respect to the Opponent

Could it be that Wang Pingping wanted to poison them?

As soon as Gongsun Zan had this idea, he heard five thunder blasts in his ears: "Bang, bang, bang!"

The earth shook, the sky and the earth changed color, and a heat wave came with a powerful shock wave, leaving no one with any time to react.

Gongsun Zan saw several hundred kilograms of horses being blown up together with the soldiers on their backs. Some of them broke into several pieces in the air and were quickly scattered in the thick smoke.

The neighing of frightened horses mixed with the screams of soldiers. Under the blow of thermal weapons, human beings were as fragile as grass stalks on the roadside!

At this moment, the rumble of horse hooves came, and the Xu family's army rushed in from the smoke. The blade in their hands was like the sickle of death, harvesting the lives of the enemy soldiers who were still in fear and confusion.

It took a while for Gongsun Zan to recover from the huge explosion. His ears seemed to be deafened and he could not hear any external sounds. His brain was buzzing and he had a splitting headache.

He looked around and realized that he had fallen to the ground at some point and that his beloved horse, which had been with him for most of his life, was nowhere to be found.

"What's going on? What just happened?" Gongsun Zan murmured, but he couldn't hear his own voice.

Seeing his soldiers scattered everywhere in fear and not knowing how to react, Gongsun Zan bit the tip of his tongue. The severe pain and bloody smell inspired his fighting power. He picked up the long knife next to him, chose the nearest military horse, and started again.

The entire army battles.

However, he overestimated the willpower of his men.

The power of five explosive barrels was too lethal for ancient soldiers who had never been exposed to thermal weapons. Many soldiers had not even recovered from tinnitus. Their poor reflexes made them die quickly at the hands of Xu Jiajun soldiers.

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Gongsun Zan slashed the Xu family army in front of him with a knife, counted the number of people again, and was surprised to find that the number of dead was much less than he thought, and only 10% of the soldiers were lost.

However, morale had completely disappeared, and Gongsun's army no longer had the courage to fight in the face of the Xu Jiajun's charge.

Gongsun Zan didn't know what those frightening iron barrels were, but looking at the men in front of him who were frightened by the hot weapons, an indescribable sadness suddenly rose in his heart.

He lost, he lost, Gongsun Jun is going to lose!

So unwilling!

Gongsun Zan's eyes were red, and he looked up at the huge cloth ball in the air.

In the hanging basket, Wang Pingping didn't look at him at all. She was holding the magic weapon that could transmit sound thousands of miles in her hand, and she was calmly directing the Xu Army to outflank the defeated Gongsun Army.

Everything on the ground is under her control.

This realization made Gongsun Zan feel desperate.

But he won't just give in!

Gongsun Zan stared at Zhao Bei and others who had walkie-talkies in their hands, gathered his troops and killed them.

If you want to save the war situation, you must first cut off all connections between Wang Pingping and the people on the ground.

Wang Pingping looked at Gongsun Zan who was going to kill Zhao Bei, and the divine arm bow in his hand was fully drawn again.

Her eyes were fixed on Gongsun Zan's figure, like a hunting eagle that had already set its sights on the hare running on the ground. She only needed to swoop down to catch the hare immediately.

The man on the ground, Hare, seemed to know that the flying eagle had targeted him. He suddenly turned around and shot an arrow into the sky!

The target was not Wang Pingping, but the hot air balloon above her head.

It was useless. Wang Pingping sighed softly in her heart, looked at the flying arrows, turned the bow and arrow in her hand, and knocked away the arrow shot by Gongsun Zan with a "whoosh" arrow.

Gongsun Zan on the ground just wanted this moment of breathing time. Before Wang Pingping shattered the arrow, he had already reached Zhao Bei.

Two middle-aged men of the same age, who have been in the military for half their lives and have rich combat experience, are facing each other for the first time.

The first move the two exchanged, Zhao Bei shouted in his heart that it was terrible. He was no match for Gongsun Zan!

Xu Gong said that if you can't fight, run away. Zhao Bei didn't remember anything else, but he remembered his good brother Xu Gong's life quotes very clearly.

Seeing Gongsun Zan coming to kill again, Zhao Bei decisively turned the horse's head, clamped the horse's belly hard, and ran very fast.

Gongsun Zan sneered coldly, "Zhao Bei, you will die today!"

After that, he put on his bow and arrows, drew his bow and shot towards Zhao Bei's running back!

A "whoosh" sound broke through the air, and Zhao Bei felt a chill running down his spine and all the hairs on his body stood up.

In desperation, he hid sideways by the horse's belly, narrowly avoiding an arrow.

However, one arrow passed by, and the second and third arrows followed one after another. Zhao Bei almost couldn't hold on and fell off his horse.

Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei saw their elder brother's miserable condition and wanted to turn around to help, but they were blocked by Qin Fang and other generals.

As a last resort, we can only deal with the enemy in front of us first.

"Brother, hold on! My brother is here to save you!" Zhang Fei shouted loudly to Zhao Bei.

Zhao Bei heard this and felt relieved a lot, but the reality was that he couldn't even spare the time to respond.

After finally dodging Gongsun Zan's deadly series of arrows, Zhao Bei hurriedly returned to his horse and drove the horse out of the S-shaped snakeskin position.

When Gongsun Zan saw that the arrow could not hit him, he cursed: "Zhao Xuande! Don't run away. If you have the ability, fight with me!"

Zhao Bei looked back and saw a long knife coming at him. He was almost frightened to death. He hurriedly raised his weapon to block it, but was swept off his horse by the huge force and rolled twice on the spot before he could stop.

It’s over! Zhao Bei cried out in his heart.

Gongsun Zan snorted coldly and rode towards him. Zhao Bei rolled over again and raised his sword to stab Gongsun Zan's horse.

Gongsun Zan had no choice but to abandon his horse and jump off, raising his sword to chop at Zhao Bei.

Soon enough, two Xu Jiajun rushed out and blocked the fatal blow for Zhao Bei.

"Oh!" Zhao Bei sighed unbearably, no longer hiding, and drew his sword and stabbed Gongsun Zan.

With a sound of "ding", the two men faced each other with their swords. They both used their full strength, and no one dared to be distracted.

Zhao Bei lost to Gongsun Zan in the end, and his left arm was cut with a knife, causing blood to flow freely.

Gongsun Zan took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

But just when he was about to raise his sword to give Zhao Bei a good blow, Zhao Bei suddenly pointed at his back and shouted excitedly:

"General Wang!"

Gongsun Zan was startled. Before he could turn around, the cold wind had already hit his back. He subconsciously blocked it with his backhand, and with a "cang" sound, violent sparks flew from the back of the knife and the tip of the spear.

Gongsun Zan turned around sharply and met Wang Pingping's black eyes that always remained calm.

Under her feet is a pair of hang gliders.

While people yearn for the sky, they are also afraid of high altitudes.

But she is different, the sky is her home field.

But Gongsun Zan didn't expect that she would give up her absolute advantage and come to the ground from the air.

Wang Pingping looked at Gongsun Zan, whose temples were already dyed silver, and said in a deep voice:

"This is the respect I give to my opponent, Gongsun Zan. Either you die today or I die!"

Gongsun Zan frowned slightly, and there was an indescribable complexity in his heart.

Gongsun Zan smiled as he glanced at the hot air balloon in the sky and the pit created by the explosive barrel.

"With such a disparity in strength, it's hard for you, Wang Pingping, to regard me as your opponent."


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