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"Leader does not need to worry, Pan Feng is one of the best fighters in Jizhou!"

Looking at the back of his confidant love who is going away, Han Fu stroked his beard proudly.

Obviously, he saw that Lu Li had continued.

"If General Pan can kill the enemy generals, I will report to the court to make the first contribution to Han Gong!" Lu Li smiled, as if confident.

On the side, Wucheng Hou Sunjian left the seat, looked at Pan Feng who was going out of the gate, and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there are heroes from the north.

"Jun Hou Miao praised it, hahaha."

For a while, the atmosphere upstairs became relaxed and cheerful, and the princes from all walks of life touted each other.

The only exception is the White Horse General Gongsun Zan. At this moment, he stands with his hand in his hand, talking to a middle-aged man beside him in a low voice, worrying through his eyebrows.

Speaking of it, Lu Li also had a relationship with him. In the past, he crossed the border to hunt down King Guli, but in the gorge at the junction of You and Hebei, he clashed with Xiaogu Baimayi, and finally had to kill people and then meet Zhao Yun. Conveniently abducted this unparalleled warrior to Bingzhou.

Not only that, but Gongsun Zan’s personal experience is the same as that of Lu Li. He reached the pinnacle of life by marrying his wife—

Because of his mother's humble background, he was not valued by his clan since he was a child, and could only serve as a Shuzuo. Later, because of his stalwart appearance and loud voice, he was loved by the prefect, and was able to marry the prefect's daughter and embark on the pinnacle of life.

Liu Bei?

But compared to Gongsun Zan, Lu Li cared more about the man next to him, who was seven feet five inches tall, with a crown of jade and lips, making him a handsome man.

Double earlobe shoulders?

Hands over knees?

The above two items are absolutely absent. If they are so long, they will be no different from deformities, but Lu Li can be sure that this person is Liu Huangshu, the well-known Emperor Zhaolie of later generations. Because, besides him, who can have such an intimate relationship with Gongsun Zan?

Perceiving Lu Li looking here, Gongsun Zan raised his eyes and smiled reluctantly.

"Why do you worry?" Lu Li asked knowingly.

When the vanguards of the two armies fought, speaking frustrating words would not only affect morale, but also offend Han Fu, the governor of Jizhou, so Gongsun Zan shook his head and said, "Nothing."

Lu Li glanced calmly and stood behind Liu Bei.

Because there are no two brothers, Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu, in the League this time, the atmosphere is much better. As long as you are willing to help the Han room, you can arrange seats for them.

I saw a beautiful bearded man with phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows and a heavy face sitting on Liu Bei's right side. He was talking with a black-faced brawny man and looked down frequently.

At this moment, Pan Feng, riding a green horse, swayed to a hundred steps in front of Hua Xiong. He raised the giant axe in his hand and said in a loud voice: "Come and give his name."

Hua Xiong glanced at him and didn't pay attention. Instead, he looked at Guanlou and said with disdain: "Unexpectedly, the princes of the ten routes chose a Huang Maoer as the leader."

"The people who inserted the label and sold the leader dared to speak wildly, and did not give the leader?" Pan Feng immediately yelled when he saw that he was being scorned by the enemy general.

In an instant, the breath boiled, and a hideous beast appeared out of thin air. The dragon's head and turtle body were as deep as gold in color, like a mountain.

Upon seeing this, Hua Xiong also let out a violent shout, raising his sword and bombarding the double axe.

clang!

With a roar, the two horses staggered, smoke and dust everywhere, above the closed building, the princes from all walks of life cast their sights over, even Lu Li, who did not hold any expectations, put down the wine bottle and watched the battle intently.

Looking through the flying sand in the sky, Pan Feng was confronting Hua Xiong, and the vision behind the two was like a living creature, staring at each other fiercely.

Jin Ao vs. Battle Eagle Bird of Prey.

"kill!"

Hua Xiong took the lead, and the horse kicked like flying with four hooves under his hips, turning into a red light and rushing to the opposite side.

The Xiliang Army has lost two games in a row, and this battle must not be lost, even if the opponent is very strong, it is naturally supernatural.

That's right, after that short match just now, Hua Xiong had already approved Pan Feng, but it didn't show up on the face.

On the other side, Pan Feng also charged with a horse. In his opinion, Hua Xiong was not qualified to be so arrogant:

The strength of the two is not much different, and the outcome is five to five, but he dared to insult his leader in public, it is simply not a son of man!

Between the electric light and flint, the sound of sword and axe clashing exploded continuously, and a large number of soldiers felt flustered and tinnitus. A muffled sound from the center of the battlefield slammed into the heart like a blunt hammer.

Before he knew it, Lu Li had walked to the wall and stood on the sidelines to watch the battle.

Can Pan Feng fight Huaxiong?

In fact, he wasn't the only one who thought this way. Pan Ming frowned and loosened his brows when he looked at the two fighting each other.

"The article mistaken me, the name of General Hebei is well-deserved."

Chen Guoxiang, Zhao Bo, muttered to himself in his heart. Although he has come to this year to comprehend the spirit of war and has walked a long way on this road, he cannot intervene in the fight between Hua Xiong and Pan Feng. Cut it into pieces, right?"

Langya Xiang Chen Yuan sighed in his heart:

After working hard for a year, constantly fighting and honing his martial arts, I thought I would be able to shine here, but I only used it as a top-up.

But what is the use of not being reconciled?

The earth is cracked, the rocks are shaken into dust by the momentum, and underground spring water seeps from the cracks.

Seeing such a scene, the four of them unanimously unraveled themselves: just came here for a year, there is no need to think about it, but to compare with those heroes.

Pan Ming is not the case. A trace of unwillingness and expectation flashed in his eyes: Hua Xiong is too strong. If he confronts him, he will be able to parry at most 50 times, and he will not be able to defeat it, but the other generals in Dong Ying are not necessarily.

"There is no need to test, let's decide the life and death next time." Pan Feng's breathing was a little messy, and he asked coldly, "Dare you?"

"Why don't you dare."

Hua Xiong gave the answer immediately.

At this moment, he felt a slight numbness in the tiger's mouth, because the double axe of the guy in front of him looked like a bull, and every time he collided, there would be a counter shock, which was very tricky.

However, Hua Xiong didn't think about it. The fight was only more than 80 times. Why did Pan Feng rush to make life and death with one blow.

"kill!"

The shouting and killing sounded at the same time.

Neither Pan Feng nor Hua Xiong kept their hands, Jin Ao roared up to the sky, and the eagles fluttered their wings and growled.

Two fierce generals shrouded in light collided together. Under the horse's hoof, the ground in a radius of 100 meters began to sink, and the sonic boom exploded. Many weaker generals felt that their hairs were standing upside down, and they retreated unconsciously for fear of themselves. Be affected.

Few people noticed that a drop of blood fell from the tip of the black horse's nose, dripping on the cracked ground, and then evaporated for an instant.

Hua Xiong didn't know anything about it, and Pan Feng was lost for a moment, afraid of what would come, he couldn't help clamping the horse's belly, and then threw himself into the confrontation.

Han Fu pinched his beard, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, for fear that there would be something wrong with his confidant love—

This time King Qin, Pan Feng is the only one beside him who can be used, and he has missed something...

"Brother, Pan Feng is in danger." Zhao Yun reminded him: "His mount can't hold on."

The battle cannot be absolutely fair. At the same time as the combat power of both sides, mounts, weapons, and even mentality have become the decisive factors.

Pan Feng is confident that he is not weaker than others, but his mount is not good enough. After several battles, he is exhausted. Because of this, he wants to decide the victory with one blow.

Not far away, Han Fu heard Zhao Yun's words, and his face paled: This Qingsong horse, although a godly horse, is not a purebred Dawan Pegasus. At the beginning, he wanted to be cheap, so he bought it for Pan with 60,000 dollars. Feng, usually works well, but now...

Thinking of this, he ignored his manners, and grabbed Lu Li's shoulder: "Please also help from the leader to save Pan Feng."

Between words, Pan Feng has fallen into a disadvantage.

The nine-foot body was one inch short, the unwillingness to kill the thief and the resistance to death quickly grabbed Pan Feng's heart.

In a daze, he thought of the lord Lu Li, the other side's concerned eyes, and when he was pouring his own wine, the infinite fighting spirit suddenly surged in his heart.

"thump."

Just about to stand up and fight again, the green horse under the crotch had weakened legs and knelt directly in front of Hua Xiong's divine horse. The blood couldn't stop dripping from the tip of his nose, and Pan Feng leaned forward.

"die!"

Hua Xiong didn't care about the others, and shouted and pressed down the big knife. At that moment, the joy of killing made him feel that he was invincible in the world.

In the dark, he heard the cracking sound, and the thick barrier that hindered his progress in the martial arts was finally broken.

"Om!"

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the wind sounded, a sharp sound broke the silence, the azure arrow was in the middle of the big knife, and Hua Xiong almost let the weapon drop his hand off guard.

The feeling of extreme sublimation disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"Mice!" Hua Xiong was furious, and his blood-red eyes stared at Lu Li, as if he had a vengeance against his father, and the aura in his body began to boil.

"The general can't win by war. This battle depends on the merits of his mounts." Lu Li didn't care much, dispelling the Sirius vision rising behind him, and put down the magpie's bow in his hand. "If Pan Feng's mount is unbearable, the victory is still Not yet known."

"However, this leader did intervene in the war, let's say you won for a while."

A few words directly dispelled Hua Xiong's arrogant arrogance, making him feel even more uncomfortable than losing. He glanced at the green horse kneeling on the ground and the languid Pan Feng, and snorted coldly: "This battle is not counted. If you are brave, you will come to challenge another person!"

When the words fell, Hangu Pass rushed out of Sanqi, but not to meet, but to rescue Pan Feng—

Although Lu Li shot an arrow in time to rescue him, Hua Xiong's sword light still cut him, and he was cut open from his chest to his left waist. If he hadn't had a physical fitness far superior to ordinary people, he would have died long ago.

Seeing this, Hua Xiong didn't stop him, and he immediately slashed, putting on the previous posture of "suddenly standing upright", and waiting silently.

Not long after, Pan Feng was carried back to the gate by soldiers sent by Han Fu. When his consciousness was still alive, he intermittently said: "This battle is a humiliating mission, defeated, defeated... Please follow the military law to behead a certain head..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Fu immediately shouted, "Where is the doctor?"

"Where is the warlock? Come and save people!"

Lu Li shook his head, and took out a yellow talisman from his arms. In the past year, he has not been willing to use it, and there are only three remaining Qi Yu Talisman personally portrayed by the great mentor Zhang Jiao, no, two. NS.

"Just stick it on the wound."

As a provincial governor, Han Fu naturally recognized this thing and hurriedly gave it to Pan Feng to use.

As the warm light lit up, the hideous bloodstain gradually closed, and Pan Feng's pale face also had a touch of blood.

"Go down and ask the doctor for treatment, it's okay." Lu Li waved his hand, and the four soldiers stepped forward and carried Pan Feng to Guan for treatment.

However, Han Fu did not leave. After all, as a prince who came to the Alliance, he could not move.

"Leader great grace..."

Before Han Fu finished speaking, Lu Li immediately stretched out his hand to stop him: "Han Gongyan is serious, but we are blood-bearing allies. We deserve our righteousness. As for the crime of losing the first battle, no one can blame the two."

"General Pan is brave and will not lose to the enemy." Gongsun Zan began to persuade him.

In fact, when he went out in the battle, he found that the green horse had a problem with too much weight. The two great mountain axe weighed two thousand catties, and Pan Feng himself also had five hundred catties. Can't help.

"It is clear from Benhou that the horse stumbled and caused General Pan Feng to fall. This is not a human crime."

At this time, Wucheng Hou Sunjian also stood up and stood up for justice.

For a time, Han Fu was deeply moved.

"Junior Huang Mao, if you say that this general can't be defeated by war, then you should quickly choose one to fight."

Hua Xiong's heart is so hot, he has the confidence to win the victory upright, even if he dismounts and fights on foot!

Thinking of this, he raised his voice and said, "Little thief, I think you are good enough, but can you dare to come down? Let you ride, this general will fight!"

"They are arrogant, and deceive us all the lords have no generals?" Wucheng Hou Sunjian looked around his body, and the four of them will call for battle.

Cheng Pu, with the word Demou, makes an iron ridge snake spear.

Yellow cover, word public cover, make iron whip.

Han Dang, the word justice, makes a big sword.

Zu Mao, the word Da Rong, makes double swords.

Even though they knew that Hua Xiong was brave and unstoppable, the four of them called for a fight.

After this scene fell into Hua Xiong's eyes, he dismissed it with a smile: "Don't send this class of goods. The four are not opponents of this general."

When Zu Mao heard this, his fur was red with anger, and he cursed and said: "Unfaithful and unrighteous people who help evil people have the face to bark and bark here? Let's see this general take you a dog's head!"

Hua Xiong grinned like a bloodthirsty tiger, especially when he met his eyes, it only felt like falling into an ice cave.

Zu Mao's neck was cold, and he stubbornly said, "Leader, the final will call for a fight."

Lu Li shook his head.

The two were not at the same weight level at all. Although Hua Xiong's words were arrogant and a bit exaggerated, they were not wrong. Sun Jian's four generals played together, and it was difficult to win them, and it was even difficult to retreat completely.

If he knows he will lose, he will be sent to fight again, which is either stupid or bad.

Lu Li looked at Tao Qian, the governor of Xuzhou and Liu Dai, the governor of Yanzhou. They both shook their heads helplessly. They did have generals under their command, but they were not Huaxiong rivals, because when Pan Feng fell, they asked the generals. The answer hurts morale:

It is not an enemy who dare to fight.

Upon seeing this, Sun Jian decided to play in person: "Kanxi fierce general? Benhou intends to meet him in person for a while."

"Look for permission from the leader."

Having said this, he arched his hand towards Lu Li, with a firm attitude.

The four of them will be regarded as pigs and dogs, and Sun Jian will naturally not be able to survive. In addition, he is indeed confident that he will win Huaxiong.

Xu Shi Huaxiong guessed what Sun Jian had said, stood there and laughed for a while, then looked at Guanlou contemptuously, and spit on the ground, disdainfully said:

"In the name of Marquis Wucheng, this general has long heard of it. Zhen Runan’s Yellow Turban was trapped by the thief and survived near death. He returned from Zhang Gong to discuss Bian Zhang and Han Sui, and came to me in Xiliang for a few months without any success. Li, and finally, with Zhu Jun’s strength, barely quelled the Changsha rebellion."

"What are the Changsha thieves? A group of poor people who can't survive and rebel with farm tools. They have made you, a general generation, famous and laughed generously!"

Before Hua Xiong didn't scold him, Lu Li thought he was arrogant and disdainful of it, but now it seems that he definitely took it for granted.

How can this guy not swear?

Sun Jian was so defiant of Wu Chenghou that he was devalued to nothing.

However, without waiting for Sun Jian to react, Hua Xiong won the power and did not forgive others. He smiled and said: "Listen to what your husband is called Jiangdong Tigers? I stay in Xiliang all the year round, and this is the first time I came to the Central Plains to fight. I don’t know the customs of the Central Plains. Warrior, can even a cat and a dog be called a tiger?"

The sound resounded over Hangu Pass and even reached Dong Ying a few miles away.

In the big tent, Dong Zhuo put down the wine bottle and laughed out loud with his palm.

When the words were over, he drank the wine and exhaled for a long time, all the suffocation in his chest dissipated.

Many Xiliang generals also smiled. They could imagine that Hua Xiong, with the momentum of a big victory, reined in his horse, and screamed at the gate, while the heroes in the gate were afraid and afraid to fight.

"Junhou, why don't you strike while the iron is hot, and send a few generals to kill the thief army's prestige, so that it can switch and beg to surrender."

Jibei Minister Bao Xin went out again.

In his opinion, following Dong Zhuo and Yuan Kui, victory will lead to the rise of the sky in one step. If it fails, the world will collapse. He is in the position of the prime minister of Jibei, holds the military power, and is capitalized by Jibei, can also become a prince. .

Today, Dong Jun's morale is majestic, and victory is in sight. It is a good time to gain exploits.

But there were not many princes in the account who were paying such attention, and they all agreed, saying that they had powerful generals that could be used, undoubtedly they wanted to fight the wind.

Not far away, Jia Xu and Li Ru frowned insufficiently. If Huaxiong is so powerful and scared that the heroes in the Guan do not dare to fight, they can act openly and crush them all the way with the general trend, but...

"Father-in-law, General Hua Xiong is unstoppable, but Sun Jian is not a fool. He is a southerner, and there are many fighters in southerners. Xiang Yu, king of Western Chu, is a southerner, so you should not underestimate the enemy."

There is no need to doubt, among the people in the account, Duke is definitely the person with the strongest sense of anxiety. When he heard Hua Xiong's screaming, he knew that something was wrong, and he was afraid that he would lead the second master of Guan!

"Ziqing, how can you grow other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"

"Last night, the Rats within the Kwannei were lucky enough to win two games. It's nothing."

Loyalty against ears.

Hua Xiong was prestigious under Hangu Pass, and all the generals in the tent felt proud and immediately suppressed what Duke was going to say next.

"Haha, Ziqing is worrying too much." Dong Zhuo poured his wine and said with a smile: "This is different from the past. Now we have many soldiers and we are all working together. What can't the world be achieved?"

"It's up to you."

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