On the top of the city, Liu Du and others were still praising Song Ming's heroic spirit, but Xing Daorong had no expression on his face and called the generals to defend the city and ordered:

"Let the archers guard the city gates strictly. If the enemy attacks, shoot arrows with all their might to block them!"

"Here!"

The deputy general immediately took the order and left.

The Lingling officials on the top of the city did not notice these things and were still immersed in the heroic actions of Song and Ming Dynasty.

"I think General Shilai is unparalleled. This time I go to battle, I will definitely be able to kill Zhao Yun and give Liu Bei's army a warning!"

A Lingling official said.

"Yes, General Shi Lai's 'Tiger Soul Sword' is murderous and frightened. He must be a weapon that once drank the blood of the enemy. This time he will surely achieve success!"

An official next to him agreed.

Xing Daorong touched his nose and felt a little uncomfortable standing on the top of the city.

Although these officials were praising Song Ming, their inadvertent gaze was extremely strange.

Needless to say, compared with Song Ming's stern fighting spirit, he, a "coward" who took advantage of the title of Zero County, was more than just a shame to Zhao Yun?

These people don’t say it, but they don’t know how to slander themselves in their hearts!

Fuck!

Xing Daorong was speechless.

He really didn't expect that as a brave general with good military strength, Song Ming would be so brainless.

How come you still have 30 intelligence, so you rushed out like this?

Forget it!

Originally, seeing that Song Ming had good military strength, he still wanted to take it for himself. Now it seems that it is better not to do so.

The intelligence is low, which makes people anxious!

Song Ming, who had got off the city, turned over his horse, carried the "Tiger Soul Sword" weighing 700 to 49 pounds, and took the five hundred Pu sword hand he brought back from Jiaozhou, calling him to open the city gate, and in an instant he was lined up outside the city.

The subordinate generals rushed for him. Song Ming glanced at Zhao Yun in the distance, sniffed, then instigated the seat to dismount, and rushed over like wind.

"General Xing!"

Just as the people on the city were full of passion, waiting for Song Ming to kill Zhao Yun and inspire morale, Liu Ba quietly came to Xing Daorong and asked in a low voice:

"In your opinion, can General Song Ming defeat Zhao Yun?"

Finally there is someone who understands it.

Xing Daorong glanced at him, shook his head, and said directly:

"cannot!"

"oh?"

Liu Ba was not surprised, but continued to ask:

"I think General Song is also quite brave. How long does General Xing think he can fight with Zhao Yun?"

After touching his nose, Xing Daorong was about to say something, the shouts of soldiers suddenly came from the city.

Looking around, Song Ming had already met Zhao Yun. The soldiers on both sides shouted and cheered for their generals.

It turned out that while talking, Song Ming, who was riding a green horse under the city, had already arrived in front of the formation and set a fixed position more than ten feet apart from Zhao Yun.

"Zhao Yun, can you recognize my Lingling General Song Ming?"

Holding the "Tiger Soul Sword" weighing 7, 49 pounds, Song Ming was astonishing as he pointed his sword at Zhao Yun and shouted loudly.

Zhao Yun had seen Song Ming leave the city, and heard this, he looked him up and down, shook his head and said:

"I don't recognize it!"

If it were Guan Yu, he would either ignore him without saying a word or say "Where did you recognize you, the nameless person?"

If it was Zhang Fei, he might yell, "Song Ming, come and take your life", and then rushed up with the Snake Spear in his hand.

But Zhao Yun is a modest and restrained person. Unless the situation is special, he will not easily speak bad words. He only answered one sentence "I don't recognize it", and there will be no further information.

But this sentence made Song Ming angry.

I think he came to Song Shi, who has been crisscrossing Jiaozhou for many years and has never met an enemy. When has he been so coldly treated?

"All men are rude!"

Song Ming on the horse was furious and stopped talking. He slapped the horse and waved his sword and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

The "Tiger Soul Sword" weighing 49 pounds was as if nothing was in his hand. During the sprint, he rolled up an unparalleled momentum with people and horses. It was really powerful and majestic.

Zhao Yun sat upright on the horse's back, silently speaking, and the "gentian bright silver spear" in his hand did not move at all, and the spear head pointed to the ground diagonally.

"Well, look at the knife!"

During the Sumeru period, Song Ming had already rushed to Zhao Yun, raised the "Tiger Soul Sword" with both hands. As he spoke, he made a heavy knife-cutting technique, and the sharp sword light slashed towards Zhao Yun.

Carrying the power of riding a horse and sprinting, this sword is almost a thousand pounds. In the past, killing the Shanyue barbarians has always been invincible.

In Song Ming's view, even if he could not knock Zhao Yun down, he would at least make him in a hurry.

There are several changes in this knife. As long as Zhao Yun loses his inch, Song Ming will be confident and take the opportunity to cut off his head.

What Zhao Yun, what Xing Daorong, is nothing in front of my "Tiger Sword" Song Shilai!

With this knife cut, a thought flashed through Song Ming's mind.

‘Puchi’

A cavalry flew past Zhao Yun quickly, and an inaudible sound flashed in the air.

Zhao Yun had a expressionless face and sat upright on the horse.

The "gentian bright silver spear" in his hand still pointed to the ground with a diagonal tip, as if it had never moved, but there was a dazzling red blood stain on the tip of the spear.

‘Clang’

The "Tiger Soul Sword" weighing 49 pounds suddenly fell from Song Ming's hand, touching the ground, making a loud sound of landing.

"Plop"

The green horse followed the inertia and ran for more than ten feet before slowly slowing down. Song Ming, on the horse's back, turned tilted and then suddenly fell off the horse.

With his hands and feet spread out, Song Ming lay on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open with incredible and unbelievable.

But he never had a chance to speak again.

The small red dot on the throat was rapidly expanding, and soon dyed the entire neck and penetrated the underwear in the armor.

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

...

In Liu Bei's army's camp, there were roaring roars like mountains and tsunamis.

On the top of the city, Liu Du and others looked at each other.

"My son!"

With a scream, "Mr. Song" was in pain and almost fell to the ground.

"hiss!"

Although he was mentally prepared, Xing Daorong still took a breath and kept squeezing his teeth.

So awesome!

Zhao Yun's shot was clearly seen from the city, extremely fast and incredible at the angle, which ordinary people could not stop.

Not to mention Song Ming, who has only 74 military strength, even he, a powerful general with 82 military strength, may not be able to stop him!

Of course, he is a powerful general after all, and his martial arts are much higher than Song Ming's. He can't kill him just one shot, but Xing Daorong thought to himself that in the face of such a shooting technique, he would definitely not be able to resist three shots.

No, two shots may not be able to stop them!

How could Zhao Yun be so powerful?

Even Zhang Fei can't do this, right?

After being promoted to a powerful general, Xing Daorong practiced martial arts many times. He thought that although he was still defeated in his heyday, he still had hope of blocking ten or eight rounds of rounds with all his strength.

But if it were Zhao Yun, according to the shooting skills he had just shown, Xing Daorong was not even sure to block the three-way match!

How is this possible?

The force of Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei was even slightly lower, which was judged by the system.

How could he be more powerful than Zhang Fei?

And so much awesome?
To be continued...