Chapter 406: Stirrups that are ten times better than a repeating crossbow
After a while of tea, Zheng Hun returned to Yuan Shu with a simple version of the stirrup.
Stirrups are actually quite simple to make, just two iron ring-like stirrups and two stirrups connected to the saddle, and you're done.
"Lord, what's the use of this?"
Zhao Yun was confused when he saw where Zheng Hun had brought the stirrups.
"What's the use? Zilong, it seems we haven't fought before."
Yuan Shu looked at Zhao Yun and couldn't help but curl his eyes.
"My lord, I don't dare to do this in such a humble position."
When Zhao Yun heard Yuan Shu's words, he knew what Yuan Shu meant. He was going to have a fight with him.
"If you don't dare, come here and bring our war horses over."
Yuan Shu did not give Zhao Yun a chance to refuse and directly asked someone to lead the horse.
"Lord."
Zhao Yun's head was buzzing, what should I do, what should I do?
Should I win or lose in a competition with Yuan Shu?
How to win?
Win big or win small?
Will you lose face if you win the big one? How should you win if you win the small one?
Lose? Is it possible for you to lose?
If he really wants to lose, the lord will definitely think that he is giving in to him, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?
"Haha, it's okay, I'm not as weak as you think."
However, Yuan Shu didn't take it seriously and went directly to the weapons rack to choose weapons, leaving Zhao Yun messy in the wind.
"Zilong, wish yourself good luck."
Dian Wei looked at Zhao Yun who was in a dilemma and couldn't help but smile crookedly.
"Brother, there is nothing we can do to help you."
Gao Lan also grinned.
"General Zilong, take care."
Ju Yi even shook his fist at Zhao Yun.
There is nothing we can do about it now, just take it one step at a time.
"Why."
Zhao Yun sighed and followed Yuan Shu to choose weapons.
After a while, two war horses were led to the school yard. They were both tall and powerful, and equally handsome. The only difference was that Yuan Shu's horse had stirrups, while Zhao Yun's horse did not.
Yuan Shu held an unedged broad-bladed sword in his hand, while Zhao Yun picked an unedged spear.
"Zilong, don't hold back."
Yuan Shu raised his sword and pointed it at Zhao Yun from a distance.
"Lord, don't worry I won't."
When Zhao Yun said this, it was quite against his will. If he didn't hold back, he would be afraid of picking you with a single shot.
"good."
After Yuan Shu said this, he pinched the horse's belly, and the horse neighed and rushed out.
"drive."
Since Yuan Shu had already charged, Zhao Yun did not stop and rushed out on horseback.
"Look at the knife."
The two horses crossed each other, Yuan Shu's feet dropped from the stirrups, and he swung his sword with both arms and slashed towards Zhao Yun.
Feeling the wind of Yuan Shu's sword, Zhao Yun directly raised the gun with both hands above his head.
"clang."
There was a loud noise, and Zhao Yun couldn't help but feel his shoulders sinking. If he were an ordinary person, he would have directly followed up with a thrust after blocking the knife, but Yuan Shu's huge force suppressed him and he could not change his moves at all.
"Hey."
Zhao Yun exerted force on his waist and pushed hard with both hands, knocking Yuan Shu's sword away, and then swung his spear straight into his chest.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Shu once again used the power of his pedals to cut off Zhao Yun's thrust with a knife, and then struck hard with his long knife.
"clang."
Zhao Yun once again blocked Yuan Shu's long sword with his spear, and then rode his horse backwards for a while. He wanted to slow down, but Yuan Shu's swords put too much pressure on him.
"kill."
Zhao Yun wanted to slow down, but Yuan Shu was not prepared to let him breathe. He galloped forward and followed Zhao Yun.
As the saying goes, if you lose the opportunity, you lose half the battle. Zhao Yun was taken advantage of by Yuan Shu and was restrained in every way.
Yuan Shu didn't give Zhao Yun a chance to display his exquisite spear skills at all. His swords were deadly and he struck hard with his styles, forcing Zhao Yun to fight Yuan Shu.
The sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly, and the two of them fought dozens of moves without knowing it.
Yuan Shu swung his sword and slashed horizontally again. Zhao Yun quickly blocked with his spear, but with a click, the spear in his hand was finally overwhelmed and cut into two halves.
"Zilong, you lose."
Yuan Shu's sword stopped steadily on Zhao Yun's chest.
"Zilong, you're screwed. You dare to betray me and do it so obviously."
Gao Lan came to Zhao Yun, patted him on the shoulder gently, and gave him a melancholy look.
"That's right, Zilong, you are too much, the Lord will be angry."
Dian Wei said the same thing. Among the four, only Ju Yi looked at the two of them with doubts in his eyes.
Hearing these words, Zhao Yun only felt extremely depressed. At first, he was thinking about how to let go. He didn't expect Yuan Shu to be so strong. He slashed dozens of knives in succession. I really don't know if his waist was made of iron.
At that time, their horse fighting was not only better than riding and shooting, but their arm strength was better than their waist strength.
The general's legs astride the war horse have no legs, just like duckweed without roots. Whether attacking or dodging, even the horse must use its waist and abdomen to exert force.
It's okay to attack with eight out of ten moves, but it is difficult for Zhao Yun to do dozens of moves in succession and with all his strength. He believes that not only himself, but also anyone in the world would find it difficult to do it.
So the root of all this should be the so-called stirrup on the Lord's horse.
"Stop talking about it. I know for myself whether I've let myself go. My lord, I want to know if it's because of the stirrups."
Zhao Yun frowned and asked Yuan Shu.
"That's right."
Yuan Shu nodded.
The function of the stirrup is to allow the general to find a point of focus on the horse, changing the force from the waist to the force of the whole body. In this way, whether it is chopping or horizontal slashing, it can be more powerful.
"Lord, I want to try."
Hearing Yuan Shu's affirmative answer, Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with excitement. If it is true as Yuan Shu said, then this stirrup is an out-and-out artifact.
"Um."
Yuan Shu dismounted and threw the reins to Zhao Yun, who then took the reins and sat directly on the horse.
Putting his feet on the stirrups, Zhao Yun immediately felt something different. His legs were rooted as if he were standing on the ground. He could only use 70% of his strength before, but now he could definitely use 100% of his strength.
"Senior brother, you dare to fight."
Thinking of what the two of them had just said, Zhao Yun couldn't help but curl his lips. He wanted to get this situation back.
"Haha, my lord, you can't beat me, so you want to bully me? Fight."
As Gao Lan spoke, he sat astride the war horse Zhao Yun had just ridden.
"good."
Zhao Yun and Gao Lan each took a spear, then rode their horses and began to charge.
Zhao Yun's first move was the same as Yuan Shu's, using the gun as a stick to smash Gao Lan's head.
"Come with me?"
Gao Lan took the powerful route, and Zhao Yun took the light and agile route. Now Zhao Yun uses his own weaknesses to strengthen Gao Lan's strengths. How could Gao Lan defeat him?
"clang."
The guns and guns collided, making a loud noise. In the duel between the two, Gao Lan was obviously at a disadvantage, because his gun was suppressed by Zhao Yun's gun and could not be lifted at all.
"Um."
With one move, Gao Lan knew that Zhao Yun was weird.
It's not like they haven't fought before. Although he couldn't beat Zhao Yun normally, he only lost after Zhao Yun found his own flaw after hundreds of moves.
