Chapter 828
Zhan Hu kicked the spiritual armor on the face of the Sichuan Army Corps Commander with a heavy kick, and even his body bounced up. Without waiting for him to land, Zhan Hu took advantage of the situation and swung his hammer down, hitting the Corps Commander's chest in the air. With a dull thump, when the Corps Commander fell to the ground, his body smashed the ground into a human-shaped pit, which showed how powerful Zhan Hu's hammer was.
The Corps Commander lay on the ground, spitting out a blood mist, then his eyes rolled back, his limbs twitched, he exhaled more than he inhaled, and it was obvious that he was dying. The Corps Commander died in battle, and the faces of the Sichuan Army soldiers around him all changed greatly. People looked at the tall and fierce Zhan Hu, and subconsciously retreated.
But soon, the Sichuan Army soldiers calmed down from the horror, and people swarmed up, attacking Zhan Hu while rescuing the Corps Commander who had not yet completely died. The dying regiment commander was taken away by them, but more than 20 Sichuan soldiers who attacked Zhanhu were smashed to pieces, and their bodies were distorted and scattered all over the ground.
Just when Zhanhu was in a killing spree and no one could match him, a Sichuan general came over on horseback. This Sichuan general, both he and his horse were dressed in red. He was covered in red spiritual armor and a red cloak on his back. The war horse was red all over, and even the hair could not be found. What was surprising was that the spiritual spear in his hand was red. This spear was famous, the Fiery Blood Soul.
When this Sichuan general came over, the morale of the Sichuan army was suddenly shocked. People automatically dispersed to the left and right to make way. The Sichuan general rode his horse with a spear, and his speed did not slow down. He passed through the crowd. When he was close to Zhanhu, the Fiery Blood Soul Spear stabbed forward. The spear took advantage of the inertia and was as powerful as a thousand pounds, directly hitting Zhanhu's neck and throat.
A loud shout was a good time. Zhan Hu held the hammer and swung it outward with force. The deafening sound of the golden ring made the ears of the soldiers on both sides around buzz. The eardrums seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade. The pain was unbearable. People threw away their weapons, covered their ears with their hands, screamed and retreated, which just gave Chuanjiang and Zhan Hu room to fight.
Wow! This man is so strong! An expert can tell the strength of a man with just one move. Zhan Hu and Chuanjiang only fought one move and judged that the other party was strong. Even if he was not as strong as himself, he was not much different.
Zhan Hu was surprised, and Chuanjiang was also secretly surprised. The shot he just stabbed was a trick, and it was largely due to the inertia of the warhorse when it was galloping, but the opponent blocked it easily, and his hands were numb. This Fengjiang can be said to be born with supernatural power.
He reined in his warhorse and asked, "Who is Feng? Tell me your name!"
Zhanhu was not riding a horse, but he was standing in front of the horse, not much shorter than the Sichuan general who was sitting on the horse. He grinned and said, "Uncle Zhanhu, who are you?"
Oh! It turned out that he was Zhanhu, the famous general of Feng. The Sichuan general had heard of Zhanhu's name, and instead of being timid, he was full of fighting spirit. He replied, "I am the Lieutenant General of Sichuan, Wu Rui!"
"Wu Rui?" Zhanhu rolled his eyes and thought about it seriously. After a moment, he shook his big head and said, "I have never heard of him. He is just an unknown person."
This sentence made the Sichuan soldiers present very angry. Wu Rui was a famous general in Sichuan and even the entire empire. With a flaming blood soul spear, he traveled all over the world and swept the world. He rarely met an opponent. But in the mouth of the opponent, he became an unknown person?
Wu Rui's mind is not comparable to that of ordinary generals. He does not care about his reputation, and does not mind Zhan Hu's contempt. He chuckled, shook the spirit spear in his hand, and said: "Okay! Let me, an unknown person, experience the power of Fengguo's famous general!" As he spoke, he floated down from his horse.
Zhan Hu was stunned and looked at Wu Rui in confusion, wondering why he suddenly got off the horse.
While handing the reins to his soldiers, Wu Rui said to Zhan Hu: "You are off the horse, and I am on the horse. Isn't it taking advantage of you?" He only gave half of the reason, and the other half was that he felt sorry for his warhorse and was afraid that the horse would be smashed or shocked to death by his heavy hammer when fighting with Zhan Hu.
However, his words attracted cheers from the Sichuan Army. What is the style of a great general? This is the style of a great general!
Zhan Hu didn't agree with Wu Rui's words. He muttered, "You can be wherever you want. Take my hammer first!" As he spoke, Zhan Hu stepped forward and smashed down with his spiritual hammer.
Wu Rui was also very strong. He didn't dodge or avoid Zhan Hu's heavy blows, but held his spear horizontally to block. But he didn't take it hard. The spear body was tilted outward to block, and there was an outward sliding force.
Clang clang - the collision sound of spiritual weapons went straight to the sky, and a string of sparks splashed. Zhan Hu's heavy hammer was really blocked by Wu Rui's cleverness. In Wu Rui's view, Zhan Hu was a typical barbarian general with a strong body. He was strong enough, but his flexibility must be very poor. He thought he had grasped Zhan Hu's shortcomings, and he attacked Zhan Hu's vital points with 16 shots in a row, and each shot was a fatal move.
The spiritual spears shuttled back and forth on the field, drawing red lights in the air, which was very dazzling.
Wu Rui's attack was fierce and brilliant, but it had no effect. In his eyes, Zhan Hu, who should be extremely clumsy, was unexpectedly flexible. He moved his feet like the wind and dodged like a monkey. The huge hammer that one or two adults might not be able to lift was as light as nothing in his hand. He used it freely. Wu Rui's sixteen shots were either easily avoided by Zhan Hu or blocked by his spiritual hammer. None of them could penetrate Zhan Hu's body.
When Wu Rui ran out of breath, Zhan Hu began to fight back. His counterattack was much more fierce than Wu Rui's quick shot. He swung his spiritual hammer, one hammer after another, one hammer faster than the other. Wu Rui could still resist the first few hammers, but later, Wu Rui was also forced to retreat again and again.
As far as close combat is concerned, except for Tang Yin, no one can take advantage of Zhan Hu. Even the powerful Changsun Yuanhong injured him with his spiritual martial arts skills.
Under Zhan Hu's sharp attack, Wu Rui retreated more than ten steps. He finally waited for Zhan Hu to breathe. Taking advantage of this short gap, he leaped to the side and opened the distance between the two.
As expected of the four great generals of Feng Country, they are so powerful! Wu Rui was secretly shocked and dared not deal with it casually. He used his spiritual energy to pour it into his spiritual spear. With a whoosh, the flaming blood soul spear in his hand burned with a raging fire. At the same time, the air around him became hot, and the soldiers nearby retreated involuntarily. It was not because people were afraid of the heat, but it was as if there was an invisible big hand in the air pushing them. In fact, it was the spiritual pressure emitted by Wu Rui.
Without any warning, Wu Rui shook the spiritual spear in his hand violently, and then stabbed forward in the air, releasing the spiritual martial arts skill blood soul chase.
I don't know if it's because of the Blood Soul Spear or Wu Rui's cultivation is too high, the Blood Soul Chase he released was terrifying, the flames attached to the spiritual spikes had turned blood red, flying all over the sky, and then all flew towards Zhan Hu.
Zhan Hu took a breath, how dare he neglect it, he used all his spiritual energy to respond with the Spiritual Chaos·Wind.
The spiritual blades and spiritual spikes collided in the air, and the crackling sound was endless. Many spiritual spikes and spiritual blades that were knocked off the direction flew directly into the crowd on both sides, causing the soldiers of both armies to scream and wail. People dragged their injured brothers and retreated one after another, leaving more space on the battlefield.
Zhan Hu's cultivation was also very high, and his Spiritual Chaos·Wind was also domineering, but he failed to stop Wu Rui's Blood Soul Chase. After the dense spiritual blades were shattered, a large number of spiritual spikes continued to fly towards Zhan Hu. Zhan Hu had no choice but to release the Spiritual Chaos·Wind again, and finally blocked the opponent's Blood Soul Chase.
This is the disadvantage of not being as good as the opponent in cultivation. The opponent only releases one skill, but you have to release two skills in succession to parry. If you continue to consume each other, the weaker party will become weaker and weaker. Zhan Hu is very clear that his weakness is his poor cultivation. When fighting with the enemy, he also tries to do close combat as much as possible, not giving the opponent the opportunity to release spiritual skills.
However, his opponent is now the experienced Sichuan general Wu Rui, who does not give him the opportunity to fight in close combat. Zhan Hu advances, and he retreats. If Zhan Hu rushes forward too fast, he can't give in, so he directly releases the spiritual skills to interrupt Zhan Hu's attack. When the opponent releases skills to resist, he will withdraw and pull away.
From the scene, it seems that Zhan Hu is chasing Wu Rui to fight. In fact, the control of the field is always in Wu Rui's hands. If it continues to consume like this, Zhan Hu will definitely be the loser in the end.
The fierce battle between the two of them stopped the soldiers on both sides from fighting, and they retreated and pulled away from each other.
But at the same time, the situation on the entire battlefield has changed dramatically.
There were more than 10,000 Sichuan troops blocking the retreat of the Pingyuan Army, making the retreat of the Pingyuan Army extremely difficult. When the two sides were fighting to the death, there was a sudden chaos behind the Sichuan Army's camp. The Pingyuan Army soldiers didn't know what was going on. They looked forward one after another. They didn't see anything else clearly, but they saw the flag of the Sanshui Army.
No need to ask, you know that it must be the Sanshui Army that rushed into the enemy camp to support them. With the help of their own army, the Pingyuan Army soldiers immediately became excited and tried their best to break out.
They saw it right. The Sanshui Army did come from behind the Sichuan Army camp. The Sanshui Army came very quickly and suddenly appeared behind the Sichuan Army camp, catching the Sichuan Army off guard. Moreover, the Sichuan Army was mainly composed of archers, and their close combat effectiveness was average. How could they withstand the impact of tens of thousands of Sanshui Army?
The square formation of more than 10,000 people was dispersed by the Sanshui Army in just an instant. A large number of archers had no time to shoot arrows at the enemy and scattered in groups to both sides. The general who ran in front of the Sanshui Army was none other than Shangguan Yuanrang. He rode alone and rushed forward, killing from the rear of the Sichuan Army to the front. Wherever he passed, corpses piled up and blood flowed like a river.
After the Sichuan Army formation was completely dispersed, the Sanshui Army and the Pingyuan Army merged together. Shangguan Yuanrang was sitting on the horse. Seeing that there was still fighting at the rear of the Pingyuan Army, he slapped his hand back and slapped the horse's buttocks, raised his sword and urged the horse to rush over.
The battle between Shangguan Yuanrang and the famous Sichuan general Wu Rui kicked off.