Chapter 37 Since ancient times, there have been many spearmen...
In March, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.
The waves of the Yellow River in the north are rolling, the steep spring breeze blows through the green mountain forests, the leaves on Songshan Mountain make a rustling sound, there are bursts of whirling in the forest, and there seem to be tigers and wolves roaring in the distant mountains.
Outside Hulao Pass, more than 100,000 troops formed a Great Wall, surrounding this majestic and dangerous pass.
Zhao Yun's Luma came to the pass without yelling or scolding, but stood quietly just a stone's throw away from the pass, waiting for Hua Xiong to come out.
Guan Guan was also densely packed with people. When the generals of the Xiliang Army saw this scene on the tower, they all laughed.
"Hey, here comes another one looking for death."
"Look at the appearance, there is a white horse and a silver gun on the battlefield. The rats in Guanzhong are probably deserted, so let a pretty boy come."
"Who is a great general who is not nine feet tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted? What can such a thin and insignificant young man do? I am afraid he offended a certain prince and sent him here to die on purpose."
Zhang Ji, Fan Chou, Li Meng, Wang Fang, Yang Ding and other Xiliang generals mocked him wantonly.
In fact, although Zhao Yun is not as majestic and strong as Zhang Fei Dianwei, he is still eight feet tall and has a slender body, especially his arms, which are strong and strong and spread out nearly two meters like an ape's arms, giving him a huge advantage in hand length.
It's just that in the late Han Dynasty, to see whether a person was powerful or not, one would often look at his appearance first. For example, Pan Feng, the unparalleled general, and Xing Daorong, the Lingling general, were both strong and muscular, with big shoulders and round waists.
Having a good-looking face has nothing to do with whether he has explosive tendons. Lu Bu is handsome, and he is also a nine-foot-tall, extremely strong man.
A strong man does not necessarily have to be very powerful, but a very powerful person must be a strong man. This was almost the perception of people at that time.
Just like when you see a person who is 2.2 meters tall, you will first think that he is a good basketball player.
Therefore, for someone like Zhao Yun who is handsome, his only advantage is that he has long hands, but his body is not particularly strong. He is only slightly stronger than ordinary people. It is indeed difficult for people to associate him with a fierce general.
However, many people know that it is one thing to be fat, strong and powerful, but it is another thing to have force.
For example, Pan Feng can use a hundred kilograms of mountain axe, which is enough to prove his strength.
But he had strength but lacked skills, so he was easily killed by Hua Xiong in just ten moves.
Therefore, only people like Lu Bu, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei who not only have strength, but also speed and skill can dominate the world.
I just don’t know if the young man in prison really has this strength.
Hua Xiong rested in the pass for half an hour. When he heard that the coalition forces had sent people to wait outside the pass, it was not Guan Yu, Zhang Fei or Sun Jian, but just an unknown junior. He grinned and said to his left and right: "Bring me my war horses and weapons and wait for me."
Go out and kill a few more people to show off the power of our Xiliang army."
Xu Rong nodded approvingly and said: "In this battle, if you can kill all the generals sent by the coalition forces, you will definitely become famous in the world. I will report to the Grand Master to ask for your merit. When the time comes, I won't say that I will be a lieutenant general.
, at least one captain will definitely not be able to escape."
This is not the period of the Three Kingdoms yet. The lieutenant and lieutenant general are very valuable. In the entire court, from Dong Zhuo, the grand master, to Huangfu Song, the cavalry general, who was beaten, only Zhu Jun, who is still in Bingzhou, is the guard.
General.
Therefore, apart from Zhu Jun, there are only five generals with five facial features: Niu Fu, Dong Yue, Duan Xuan, Hu Zhen, and Xu Rong of the Xiliang Army. The others, Li Jue, Guo Si, and others, are just captains.
Hearing Xu Rong's words, Hua Xiong perked up, patted his chest and said, "General, please don't worry, I will definitely make sure that all the generals of the coalition are defeated in this battle!"
After saying that, surrounded by the generals of the Xiliang army, he got on his horse, holding a big sword in his hand, waited for the city gate to open, and walked out in a big way.
After Hua Xiong left the customs, desolate horns sounded one after another, gongs and drums roared, and thousands of trumpets sounded. In order to give Hua Xiong momentum, the Xiliang army played the war drums, gold trumpets, and horns with all their strength.
The coalition forces were not to be outdone. When they saw Hua Xiong leaving the border, they also beat gongs and drums to add momentum to Zhao Yun. There was a lot of excitement on both sides.
Today's battle is actually just a preparation for the war in the next few days, and neither side has sent all its troops.
But there are eighty or ninety thousand people on the coalition side, and there are twenty or thirty thousand people on Hulao Pass. The total number of troops on both sides is more than one hundred thousand. It can be said that it is truly the center of attention. Everyone is looking at the two generals on the field.
"Can this kid do it? If he can't hold on for one round, I'm afraid the people of Xiliang will laugh at us because we have no one in the army."
Yuan Shu curled his lips and started talking nonsense.
Liu Bei glanced at him dissatisfied, stood up and said, "Bring the war drum here, and I will beat the drum myself to cheer Zhao Yun!"
"only!"
Guards Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, A Da, A Er, Hu Ping and others carried a huge war drum together.
This drum weighs hundreds of kilograms, making it the largest drum in the coalition army. The drumstick alone is as big as a wooden mallet as thick as a human arm. It cannot be beaten except by a strong man with extremely strong wrists.
However, Liu Bei's wrist strength is the strength that once separated Guan Yu and Zhang Fei from wrestling, and is one of the best even among the top generals.
At that moment, he held a big mallet in both hands and swung it wildly, hitting the drum like raindrops, making a deafening sound.
Hua Xiong rushed out of the customs and saw a young general standing in the spring breeze. The gentle breeze blew his hair on both sides, and the sunshine shone on him, making him look like a flawless jade.
"Tch, what's the use of being good-looking? You look like a girl."
Hua Xiong curled his lips with some jealousy, pointed his sword, and shouted: "I can't kill anyone without a name, so I'll tell you by name!"
"This is Changshan Zhao Zilong!"
Zhao Yun's eyes flashed and he said loudly: "Within three moves, I will take your life!"
"What?"
Hua Xiong seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He sat on his horse, looked around, and laughed loudly: "Just you?"
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Zhao Yun tightened his grip on the spear in his hand and had practiced martial arts for many years. Today, he was going to show off what he had learned in his life in front of the world!
Hua Xiong smiled ferociously: "I just rested for a while, but someone already took me seriously. I'm going to chop off your head and let the world know the consequences of daring to speak nonsense in front of me! Come on!"
After saying that, Hua Xiong clapped his horse, wielded his sword, and went straight to Zhao Yun.
Hua Xiong's horse is also a good horse from Xiliang. Although it is not a Dawan horse, it is also a high-quality horse from the north. The speed is not slow. The distance between the two is only thirty or forty meters, and they have arrived in front of Zhao Yun in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the enemy generals were already coming to kill him, Zhao Yun stood motionless, as if he had been frightened. His expression remained calm and he showed no reaction.
Seeing this scene, the ferocious look on Hua Xiong's face became even more intense.
As expected, it is an embroidered pillow that is of no use at all.
In addition to talking big words, the silver gun in his hand is probably a wooden gun that has been coated with a layer of silver.
The Guanzhong Qunrat sent such people here to humiliate me.
Hua Xiong was thinking like this in his mind, but he was not slow with his hands. He shouted, "die to me", and the sword struck Zhao Yun like a thunderbolt.
Almost in the flash of lightning, Zhao Yun moved.
The spear thrust out like electricity, arriving first and accurately stabbing the side of Hua Xiong's broadsword. The blades collided with each other, emitting fierce sparks. The trajectory of the broadsword was changed by the spear, and it hit the empty space with one strike.
Hua Xiong fell off his horse due to inertia.
Fortunately, after Lu Bu returned, he reported it to Dong Zhuo. Dong Zhuo followed suit and installed new-style equipment on his Xiliang cavalry according to the stirrups Lu Bu described. This prevented Hua Xiong from falling.
"The first move!"
The two horses passed by each other, and Zhao Yunle turned his horse's head, his face still as calm as before, looking at him indifferently.
After Hua Xiong stabilized his body, he immediately turned his horse's head and looked at this man in astonishment.
This shot actually relied on the Arrancar to miss the path of his sword, causing him to miss the mark.
Although there are more elements of skill, which is commonly known as moving a thousand pounds with four ounces, the unparalleled speed still makes Hua Xiong feel terrifying.
Because his sword obviously cut out first, why can his gun come in second and be faster than his own sword?
There is only one possibility. This person's skill is far superior to his own!
Thinking of this, Hua Xiong immediately stopped being contemptuous and his eyes showed seriousness.
The young man in front of me might not be that easy to deal with.
"Hoo ho ho ho ho ho ho!"
I originally thought that the new pretty boy might not be Hua Xiong's enemy, but I never expected that this guy not only withstood Hua Xiong's attack, but even stayed completely motionless, making a judgment call.
The coalition soldiers were shocked and shouted one after another.
Liu Bei stood on the high platform, beating the drum, and turned his head to see this scene. He immediately became happy, his hands became stronger, and the drum beat became louder.
"Good boy, there are only two moments, and then it's over."
Hua Xiong clenched the sword in his hand, crouching on the horse's back, ready to attack like a tiger.
The next second, his horses rushed towards Zhao Yun again like arrows.
The big knife in his hand drew an arc of light and slashed down diagonally!
This is Hua Xiong’s unique skill.
Since this knife was slashed diagonally from the side, unlike the frontal chop just now, there was no way to hit the side of the knife at any angle. The only way was to use the barrel of a gun to hold it.
But if there is a fight, Hua Xiong can go forward and cut with one strike, and either the weapon will be loosened or five fingers will fall off!
when!
As expected, Zhao Yun directly used the barrel of his gun to block.
Seeing this scene, Hua Xiong chuckled.
Still too young.
However, Zhao Yun still just said coldly: "Second move!"
Before he finished speaking, Hua Xiong had already changed his tactics.
Change from chopping to cutting!
"die!"
Hua Xiong had a ferocious face, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed at the hand on the gun barrel.
As long as Zhao Yun lets go of his weapon, the next moment will be Zhao Yun's death.
However, just a second later, there was a flash of lightning.
Zhao Yun also suddenly changed his tactics.
Hua Xiong only heard a voice in his ears.
"The third move!"
Silver light flashed before his eyes, as fast as lightning, and he felt pain in his throat.
When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw that a spear had been stabbed into his throat. The tip of the spear was stuck in his throat, and he was bleeding like a stream.
Why is his gun so fast?
This was the only thought that flashed through Hua Xiong's mind. As soon as his body went limp, he fell down from his horse.
The drums of the coalition forces thundered, the horns buzzed and blasted, and the terrifying sound rose into the sky, like waves hitting Hulao Pass.
"Close the door, close the door!"
When Xu Rong saw this scene, he immediately called the guards under the city to close the gate.
When generals go out to fight fiercely in the city, the city gates are usually left ajar, firstly to facilitate the reception of their own generals, and secondly to prevent enemy sneak attacks.
Hua Xiong died immediately after closing the door, so naturally there was no point in continuing to open the door.
Under the pass, one person, one gun and one horse, looked up at this majestic pass indifferently.
There was blood still flowing from the tip of his spear.
Even the world-famous Hulao Pass was as fragile as paper in front of Zhao Yun.
After closing the gate, the morale of Dong Zhuo's army plummeted and he became slumped and silent.
In just three moves, Hua Xiong, an extremely brave member of the Xiliang army, was killed.
This scene gave the guards a huge shock. They all looked at each other in shock, and no one dared to make a sound.