The thought of this possibility made Murong Ba frown slightly.
He once conquered Pingcheng by using a trick of cutting off the source of the fire. He dug through the mountains and took Pingcheng directly.
It is easier said than done to drill through the mountains. The reason why he was able to use this trick to deal a heavy blow to the Northern Wei Dynasty was that he felt that time was running out and he wanted to leave some assets for his son Murong Bao, so he had to do so.
But it is not so easy to repeat the same trick now. His battle examples have been recorded in history books. People with a little knowledge will be careful. He is afraid that he will be discovered before he starts to drill through Xiongshan.
Moreover, Shuozhou is located in a basin, surrounded by mountains, and there are heavy troops stationed at the passes. It seems impossible to sweep across Daishuo in a short period of time.
When Murong Ba thought that even if he captured Lulong, his way to attack Daishuo would be blocked, he lost his patience and said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and let's show our strength with our hands."
Before he could finish his words, he saw the man swung his spear, breaking the wind. The horse spear, with a sharp neigh, stabbed towards Zhu Li in the chest. The horse was as fast as a sword and the spear was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the horse spear was close to Zhu Li.
In Zhu Li's eyes, he could see very clearly the horse lance that Murong Ba was attacking with. There was no doubt that this was a top-grade horse lance. The lance shaft was made of mulberry wood and the lance head was hammered with iron, all of which showed how precious this horse lance was. A good lance was hard to come by.
He is good at fighting and martial arts, and even his opponent's warhorse is not an ordinary one. It is obviously not easy to defeat him.
A thought flashed through his mind, and Zhu Li swung his steel spear, just as fast as lightning, and instantly hit the opponent's spear handle diagonally. With a "pop" sound, the long spear was immediately deflected by Zhu Li.
After a clash, both of them looked at each other in surprise. A simple glance showed that the speed, strength, and reaction of both sides were actually comparable.
When the horses passed each other, the rouge beast under Zhu Li's crotch suddenly raised its hooves and kicked at Murong Ba's mount, but Murong Ba's mount just leaped away lightly.
The generals Zhu Li and Murong Ba immediately trembled, while the Yanzhi beast and Murong Ba's good horse, who were their mounts, were not idle either. They refused to give in to each other and started biting, kicking and fighting each other.
This scene surprised Zhu Li very much. It was said that Red Hare was the best horse. If a general got it, it would be like a tiger with wings. Seeing it today, it really lived up to its reputation. It was indeed worthy of being the best partner for a general. This was something that Jade Unicorn had never done before.
This inconspicuous scene not only attracted Zhu Li's attention, but also Murong Ba's attention. When the two of them turned their horses around, Murong Ba looked at Zhu Li while also observing Red Hare intentionally or unintentionally.
It is easy to get thousands of soldiers, but it is difficult to get a good general; it is hard to find thousands of fine horses, but it is difficult to find a precious horse. Zhu Li's mount is obviously a rare BMW, so he has to be cautious.
Turning back on horseback to fight again, Zhu Li took the lead in drawing out his spear. The spear was like smoke, leaving no trace in the sky. It was ethereal and sudden, strangely fast, and instantly covered Murong Ba's entire body.
This kind of attack made it impossible for Murong Ba to find the target of Zhu Li's attack. However, in his two lives as a general, the days he spent on the war horse were more than the time an ordinary person spent lying in bed.
This problem did not bother him at all. He suddenly closed his eyes, listened to the wind and determined the target of Zhu Li's steel spear based on the direction of air flow.
There was another "clang" sound, and Murong Ba, with his extraordinary hearing, instantly found the landing point of Zhu Li's steel spear, swung the spear, and let the steel spear directly pierce the surface of his spear.
Zhu Li's attack was blocked, and the steel spear instantly spun like the wind, like a rapidly rotating mill wheel. The tip of the steel spear on the other side spun out in an instant and cut towards Murong Ba's neck at an incredible speed.
"Huh, Thirteen Spears to Break the Enemy?" Murong Ba was stunned, he leaned back and fell backwards, avoiding Zhu Li's single rotation, but at the same time he uttered a sound of surprise and doubt, very surprised.
This is no wonder. Ran Min, the Wudao Heavenly King, was killed by the Murong brothers. As the reincarnation of Murong Chui, how could Murong Ba not know Wudao's signature skills
What surprised him was that now he was living his life again, in this time and space which could be regarded as the future, and it was inevitable for him to exclaim in surprise when he suddenly saw the unique skills of his former enemy.
It would have been better if he hadn't said it. His words made Zhu Li press on step by step and refused to give in. A mentor is like a father. His master, Wu Dao, was killed by this guy in his previous life. How could he let it go? The hatred for his father was irreconcilable? The look on his face was as if Murong Ba had ignored him before, crazy and hysterical.
Zhu Liwu wielded the two-hundred-and-forty-jin steel spear like a magical golden hoop. In an instant, a mysterious light was seen like a curtain and the collision of the two weapons was like a waterfall.
"Ding, dang, pong, ding, dang, pong..."
The dense and violent collision sounds continued to ring out, continuously pouring into the ears of the people watching the battle on both sides. Even Yue Pengju, Gao Siji and others standing on the city gate could hear the sounds clearly. The speed at which the sounds broke out was continuous and sudden like rain, making all the generals watching the battle, as well as the Tang army guards and Di people warriors, all tremble with fear and smack their lips.
Standing on the city gate and looking around, I saw above the battlefield, red light flying like thunderbolt, white mist crisscrossing without a trace, and above the red light and white mist, there were two impenetrable balls of mysterious light mist, which gathered into balls and intertwined into a net.
If one relies solely on the naked eye, it is impossible to penetrate the thick light curtain and find out the extent of the battle inside.
Because the two people fighting, even their figures, were obscured by the mysterious light, outsiders could only judge the extent of the fight based on the sound of their weapons clashing.
Of course, in addition to the sound of weapons colliding, one could also hear the neighing and braying of two good horses from time to time.
"Ang hiss..."
“Wheeze…”
When the battle reached this point, both the Khitans and the officers of the Tang army had an expression of longing on their faces. It was the best reputation for the two peerless and brave generals. The silent yearning made the two men even more extraordinary.
In a blink of an eye, hundreds of rounds had passed, and the two were still evenly matched.
Murong Ba narrowed his eyes slightly. In his eyes, Zhu Li was a desperate man who became more courageous as the battle went on. He was not afraid of how strong you were. The more pressure you put on him, the more he would rebound like a spring.
"Tie"
Turning his horse around again, before the fight started, Murong Ba suddenly shouted loudly.
The sound was like a bolt from the blue, or like a spring thunder. The sound waves that came from it made Zhu Li see stars and feel dizzy.
This loud shout was not just a random shout from Murong Ba. This move was his special move, a martial arts skill similar to "violent stabbing combo", named
It's called "intimidation raid". The sonic waves shock the enemy in front, and the horse lance attacks from behind. It's very sharp and works every time.
Zhu Li was suddenly hit by the sound waves, feeling dizzy and very uncomfortable. At this moment, Murong Ba came over with a lance in hand. The hammer-shaped lance head, like a bullet fired from a gun, hit Zhu Li's head coldly and mercilessly.
Just a moment of carelessness and Zhu Li's life was in danger. The threatening sound waves were like countless insects and ants, desperately drilling into his ears, and then rushing upwards, directly rushing towards his head, making him uncomfortable and weak all over. He had no time to care about the attacking horse lance.
At this critical moment, the Classic of Mountains and Seas in Zhu Li's mind lived up to expectations and flashed out with a loud voice: "In the Tuohu Mountain, there is a tree with a shape like sunflower leaves and red flowers, and its pods are like palm pods. It is called Zhichu. It can be eaten without getting sleepy."
A soybean-like fruit suddenly appeared and instantly turned into fluorescent dots, sinking into Zhu Li's body. When the fluorescence dissipated, Zhu Li's mind became clear and his consciousness instantly became extremely clear.
A moment passed in the sea of consciousness, while only a hint of time passed in the outside world. Murong Ba's horse lance was still about to attack Zhu Li's forehead, but the distance was only a few inches.
Seeing that Zhu Li was about to be killed on the spot, his eyes could even clearly sense the biting coldness on the lance, as well as the sharp aura that only gold and iron possessed.
It was obviously too late to block it at this time. Zhu Li followed the direction of the opponent's lance, raised his head and fell down, allowing the opponent's lance to just brush past the tip of his nose. He avoided the opponent's fierce and fatal blow by a hair's breadth.
When the two horses crossed each other, Zhu Li stood up and looked, only to see Murong Ba with a puzzled and uncertain face.
He didn't understand how Zhu Li could break free from that dizzy state. This had never happened before, and an accident happened today.
Unfortunately, although his "intimidation attack" was extremely magical, he did not expect that Zhu Li was carrying a rare treasure. The magical treasure, Shan Hai Jing, once again played a role, allowing Zhu Li to escape from danger safely.
When turning back to fight again, Zhu Li naturally would not be polite. This guy was so insidious that he attacked him without even saying hello and almost cost him his life. How could he be polite again
While on the horse, he had already accumulated enough strength while galloping. When the two horses collided, without waiting for Murong Ba to use the same trick again, Zhu Li swung his spear and launched the "violent stabbing combo" immediately.
I saw a spear as fast as a wild goose, without any effort, but extremely fast.
A mysterious light swayed out, layer upon layer, endless, and in an instant it enveloped Murong Ba in a rain of spears.
Facing Zhu Li's extremely rapid stabbing, Murong Ba had no time to spare but to shout. His face turned red and he had to try his best to block this crazy stabbing.
"Dang, dang, dang... ..., puff, puff"
Although he blocked most of the attacks and protected his vital points, Murong Ba was still stabbed by dozens of spears by Zhu Li. His arms, shoulders, thighs, and even lower abdomen were torn into more than a dozen small holes in less than a breath.
Bright red blood gushed out from the lower abdomen, like a small fountain that could not be covered.
Zhu Li's violent stabbing attack was not as simple as just stabbing. Every place that was hit had suffered an unknown degree of severe damage inside.