The Hu Laoliu in the distance had already reached about fifty steps. His face was full of surprise. Looking at Zhang Zhi who was crying like a tearful person, he shouted loudly: "Brother Afu, Brother Afu, are you still alive?"

Zhang Zhi gritted his teeth, turned to Hu Laoliu, and cried with joy: "Brother Liuzi, have you seen it? I've taken revenge. I've avenged the brothers of the whole team!"

Hu Laoliu nodded excitedly and laughed: "Yes, it was you Zhang Zhi and Zhang Afu who killed this enemy general. It was you Zhang Zhi who avenged all the brothers who died! "

When he said this, his face suddenly changed because he found that more than ten cavalry and Yan soldiers running from the opposite side were all retreating when they saw Mu Yugang killing him. Since the mission failed, it was normal to save himself. All Mu Yugang's subordinates died in this wilderness with him, and there were no nephews and troops who fought to avenge him, except for one person.

It was like an iron tower. The knight who was leading the way was covered with double-layer iron armor. He was holding a big axe in his hand. His solemn and murderous aura could be felt through a hundred steps. His figure and strength, while holding a long-handled battle axe weighing at least forty kilograms, was as light as he was carrying a three-foot long sword, which was even more visible to the naked eye. This person's martial arts were outstanding, and he was even more above the admiration of Yugang just now.

Hu Laoliu gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brother Afu, please retreat quickly, retreat quickly, there are thieves coming to kill you."

Zhang Zhi suddenly woke up, and he also felt a murderous aura coming. He approached quickly at a distance of sixty or seventy steps from the south. He turned his head and saw the attack of this rider. A sense of heroism came from the bottom of his heart. He put Mu Yugang's head in his hand and hung it on his belt, bent down and picked up the powerful crossbow at his feet.

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When Zhang Zhi turned the mechanism, the crossbow arm flipped automatically. This was a three-arm rotor that fired a crossbow with eight stones. The crossbow arrows were placed on all three crossbow arms. In this turn, he turned the empty crossbow arm that had just been shot to death by Mu Yugang, and replaced it with a crossbow arm with a three-edged arrow, and pointed directly at the man who was fifty steps away to ride.

Hu Laoliu's voice sounded more than twenty steps behind him, accompanied by the sound of his horse's hooves: "Afu, don't be impulsive, don't force it, wait for us to work together to clean up..."

Zhang Zhi sternly said: "Brother Liuzi, let me solve it myself. My life has been made long ago. I want to avenge Mu Yugang, so I will fulfill him!"

Mr. Hu said a long "please" and tightened the reins. He stopped less than thirty steps behind Zhang Zhi. More than ten riders around him also stopped. A guard said anxiously: "Brother Liuzi, are we just watching Brother Afu like this?"

Hu Laoliu nodded: "This is a one-on-one warrior duel. We attacked Brother Afu. He will never be happy in his life. The men of our Beifu Army will always stand up when facing a strong enemy and will never rely on more to win!"

Speaking of this, Hu Laoliu gritted his teeth: "Brother Afu's life and death are between this crossbow. Everyone remember that if Brother Afu really makes any mistakes, everyone will go together and avenge Brother Afu according to the usual tactics!"

Zhang Zhi's breathing was slightly rapid, because the impact of the cavalry on the opposite side was very strange. He had also seen several enemy charges today. The momentum of the armored cavalry rushing up was overwhelming, giving people a strong psychological shock, but that feeling was obviously aimed at killing the enemy and breaking the formation. Although it was the enemy, at least he knew what the other party wanted to do.

However, the cavalry on the opposite side was strange. Although this was a powerful general who could be seen with the naked eye, even though he was riding with a big axe and riding with a black horse, it gave people the feeling that it did not look like a living person, because from beginning to end, he had no breath, only a desire to die, or even more like a monster of immortality riding a war horse, giving people a horror of death and a hole in killing.

Zhang Zhi's heartbeat began to accelerate slowly. The duel opponent made his hands tremble slightly. He even felt that he was fighting a corpse instead of an enemy. He suddenly changed his mind. The distance of fifty steps was enough to shoot two arrows. The last arrow determined life and death. For this arrow, he wanted to see the true face of this enemy cavalry!

Zhang Zhi raised his hand a little half inch up, then pulled the trigger. The moment the crossbow arrow flew out, he quickly twisted the crossbow arm switch, and turned a new crossbow arm with a new arrow, and turned it up. His right eye was still narrowed, and he looked through the mountain, looking at the knight opposite, and also looking at the trajectory of the arrow flying out of the front arrow, steadily pressing the arc of his aim, accurately and impartially, hitting the helmet of the riding.

With a "trumpet", the arrow made the helmet fly out directly, and his hair was fluttering in the air. The person's face was also displayed in front of Zhang Zhi. His fingers were already on the crossbow machine. When he was about to snatch it hard, his face suddenly changed, because he found that this rider was actually an acquaintance!

Hu Laoliu in the rear also opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Mengzi, Brother Mengzi?"

As a famous general in the entire army, Wang Mengzi's figure and appearance are almost everywhere. Hu Laoliu and Zhang Zhi have been staying in Liu Jingxuan's subordinates. They have seen Liu Jingxuan's right-hand man many times. Zhang Zhi and Wang Mengzi were even staying in a small team, which is considered a friendship with comrades. He laughed, put down the crossbow in his hand, and then raised Mu Yugang's head from his waist, and said with a smile: "Brother Mengzi, look, this is the enemy general I have killed..."

Before he could finish his words, Wang Mengzi rushed to him. With a big axe, the ruthless sharp blade slashed on Zhang Zhi's neck. Zhang Zhi's head soared into the sky. A fountain of blood came from under his flying head, like an oil well that was spurting the sky. Poor Zhang Zhi's face was still smiling. I'm afraid he couldn't believe now that his comrades and acquaintances would actually take his head!

Hu Laoliu's roar echoed in the wilderness: "Wang Mengzi, are you crazy? Have you surrendered to the thief?!"

Wang Mengzi didn't seem to hear these words at all. He seemed to not know Hu Laoliu, and he didn't even see the more than ten Jin troops thirty steps away. His cavalry suddenly rotated after running for five or six steps, and then ran past Zhang Zhi's headless body, and reached out to grab it when he passed by. The head of Mu Yugang in Zhang Zhi's hand was copied into his hand. A sentence came out of his mouth: "Take General Mu Yu back!"
Chapter completed!