(Seeing the first brother who gave me a reward in this book, Shigoro couldn't help but smile.)

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The morning breeze in April has already brought a hint of summer heat. The sky is about to break out, and there are large black clouds above my head, only a line of fish on the east side. The shimmer of morning light shines faintly on the rows of shiny weapons frames in the training ground, with swords, long slaughter, divine halberds, spears, infantry square shields, cavalry round shields, hard bows, strong crossbows, arrows, armor... neatly carried a bitter and solemn aura.

On the flat and wide training ground, there were two armored knights holding spears, facing each other from afar.

"Jinglong, congratulations on killing another general and making great contributions. It is said that you were assassinating the enemy general head-on. Come on, let me see how you did it." The knight who spoke, a white horse spear, wore an iron trouser, a vermilion leather armor, below the abdomen, and an armor skirt decorated with iron pieces.

Zhao Zilong from Changshan.

At this time, Zhao Yun was just a cavalry general (equivalent to a hundred generals) from Baima Yi. He was barely considered an intermediate officer. He was not qualified to wear the bright light armor and could not get a good spear. The so-called "White Horse Silver Spear" shape naturally failed to appear.

The knight twenty steps away opposite Zhao Yun was Ma Han. Early in the morning, he was pulled to the training ground by Zhao Yun, saying that it was training or a sensation. In short, now he has to face one of the top generals of the Three Kingdoms era.

It is false to say that he is not nervous, but Ma Han is not afraid. With such a super arm, he even dares to fight the legendary strongest man in the Three Kingdoms.

Ma Han's outfit is similar to Zhao Yun, and what interested him more was the two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-five-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-

What is an arm ring? It means that when holding a spear, wrap this rope around the arm. When the two cavalry passes by, the cavalry uses spears to kill the enemy. The gravity acceleration generated by the speed of both sides and the huge impact force is not something that a mere arm can withstand. At this time, the spear must be discarded in time to eliminate the reaction force. When the two horses are intertwined, as long as the arms are retracted, the spear can be pulled back and used again. This is similar to the fact that the spear automatically explodes after hitting the target when the spear hits the target. The difference is that the spear is a disposable consumable, and the spear can be used repeatedly after being pulled back.

"Remember, once you stab, you must let go in time, otherwise your arm will be easily injured." Zhao Yun repeatedly reminded him, and he couldn't help but be even more curious. This little brother obviously has no experience in cavalry battles. So how did he kill Jizhou army's powerful general Zhu Yuanjin yesterday?

"I understand!" Ma Han put the spear flat on the spear, clamped the back section under the arm, holding the middle and back section rope, according to what Zhao Yun said, adjust his breathing and accumulate strength, control the reins with one hand, and clamp the horse's belly with both feet. Ma Han's mouth clearly stated that in fact, he did not intend to do this because it was unnecessary - he was using his right arm.

In terms of cavalry skills and experience, let alone Zhao Yun, any third-rate general is stronger than Ma Han. Compared with Zhao Yun, fighting with cavalry is purely a ruthless battle. Ma Han’s only advantage is an invincible robotic arm. How to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses and use his own advantages is the key to winning. No matter what the outcome is, he will accumulate valuable experience for him after this battle. Now he is not short of strength, but only experience.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

The two of them activate their war horses at the same time, facing the morning breeze, one south and one north, approaching at high speed.

The key to winning a cavalry battle is the sense of control over distance: when to take action, grasp the timing, position selection, offense and defense conversion, etc., all factors must be taken into account. Every round requires great energy, life and death only take a moment, no one must win, and no one must lose, unless the force values ​​of the two sides are too far apart. Those so-called two riders fighting each other, and the horses circling and making irons for dozens of rounds, haha...

Bang!

The two cavalry intersected, and Ma Han took the lead, but the spear tip had not yet reached its position, but was hit by Zhao Yun's back-attack. With the sound of sank into the slump, Ma Han's strong body shook sharply and almost fell off the horse. After both sides rode for more than twenty steps, they turned around the horse's head.

Zhao Yun shouted anxiously: "Jinglong, what about your arm?"

Ma Han raised his spear and signaled: "Nothing is wrong, thank you for your mercy."

Before the battle, Ma Han made a request, hoping that Zhao Yun would try his best to attack his right arm instead of other parts. The reason why he made such a request was not to cheat, but to fight Zhao Yun several times and get a valuable experience. He could get personal guidance from a top general of the Three Kingdoms. There were really not many opportunities like this. If he was injured in one blow, how could he continue?

Zhao Yun only thought that Ma Han had some hard object on his right arm, which could withstand a strong sprint, so he only attacked his right arm with his spear. Unexpectedly, after hitting, he felt that he had a pure arm, and there was no hard object at all. In shock, he only said that Ma Han's arm was not ruined and broke, but he didn't expect that he would be in trouble...

Zhao Yun was surprised and couldn't help but ask loudly: "Jinglong, what's in your arm?"

Ma Han laughed: "It's a good thing anyway, Brother Zilong, even if you let the horse come over, you can't hurt me."

Zhao Yun suddenly became proud and raised his spear with a smile: "Since that's the case, be careful, I'll come!"

Da da da da da da da!

The two riders first sped lightly, gradually accelerated, and the two spears pointed at each other again.

Ma Han learned the lesson of the premature spear in the last round. This time, he had to suppress the rhythm and attack decisively at the moment when the spear tip was ten steps away from the opponent's head. This method of positioning the timing of attack was taught by Zhao Yun, but it was easy to say but difficult to do. Two horses hedge, and ten steps were in the blink of an eye, and the reaction was slow, and there was no time to do any movement. The grasp of the timing was not so easy to master without dozens or hundreds of trainings?

OK! I have entered ten steps, and it’s now!

Ma Han roared and stabbed his spear - but as soon as he made this move, his body suddenly tilted to the right, and the roar and attack came to an abrupt end.

Bang! Bang!

The first sound was the spear in the right arm of Mahan, and the tip of the spear was broken; the second sound was the sound of Mahan falling down from his horse, and he leaning back and forks.

It hurts so much! The bones all over the body seemed to have fallen apart, the sky was full of stars, the sky seemed to be rotating, and a face seemed to be rotating...

Zhao Yun lowered his head and rode his horse around Ma Han, who was lying on his back for a few times. Finally, he felt relieved and couldn't help but shake his head and exclaimed: "It makes people wonder if you are a stubborn person, so you are fine."

Ma Wu snorted, "Who said it's okay? My butt... I don't know if it's cracked into two pieces, but now I finally know how I felt when I was thrown away..." Ma Wu sighed in his heart that the reason why he failed just now was simply to ignore a detail - stirrups.

When the horse was about to attack, his body would inevitably tilt to the right and shift its center of gravity to the right limb. When he used to push his feet and exert force, he realized that the thing he pedaled was not a stable stirrup, but a trembling rope. As a result, the balance suddenly lost...

Zhao Yun shook his head and murmured, "It is said that Yu Yuanjin is also a powerful general, but he is so unhealthy?"

What is this? A slap in the face!

Ma Han couldn't hold his face anymore. Brother Zilong, you are very awesome, but you don't need to stimulate me like this, right? He immediately got up, limped over and picked up his spear, raised his hand and threw it to Zhao Yun: "Brother Zilong, change to this spear, come again!"

Zhao Yun took the spear in surprise: "You give me the spear, then you..."

Ma Han twisted his thick neck and made a crisp sound, waved to Zhao Yun: "Don't Zilong want to know how Zi Yuanjin was defeated? You put the horse over and I'll let you see it."

The first ray of morning light shone on Zhao Yun's Gangyi's face, and his smile gradually bloomed: "Have you finally shown your true skills?"

When Zhao Yun rode his horse, opened the distance and then turned around, he found that the horse man drove away his war horse, put his hands on his hips, and stood in the way.

Zhao Yun was surprised: "Jinglong, are you going to fight with cavalry in the field?"

“That’s right.”

"Are you going to take the spear with your bare hands?"

“Yes.”

If it weren't for the calm expression on Ma Han's face, Zhao Yun would have thought that this brother was so angry that he lost and lost his mind.

Although it felt incredible, Zhao Yun, who had rich combat experience, was not careless at all. He saw a strong sense of confidence in Ma Han's eyes - yes, even in the face of these top ten generals in the military power of the Three Kingdoms, Ma Han still maintained confidence. This confidence comes from his footsteps on the earth, from his years of hard work, and from his secret killing weapon.

The sky gradually became red and noisy sounds came from all over the barracks. The Youzhou military camp that had been silent for a night began to be busy again. Only the training ground at this moment was still silent. This silence brewed with faint wind and thunder.

The horse stepped on the hard ground, clear and loud, and the spear was pointed at the obliquely, and Zhao Yun was gradually accelerating. Since he was fighting against the stance, Zhao Yun no longer ended the spear flat, but instead pointed the spear downward, forming a thirty-degree angle with the ground. The target was still Ma Han's right arm. He could see that the brother's right arm was covered with a lining of the swaying soft armor, so he could withstand his two strikes in a row without any injury.

Riding a fast horse, running at high speed, and stabbing a target with a spear from twenty steps away with a spear, the difficulty is not very high. Many lancers with many years of training may not be able to do it, but Zhao Yun is confident that if he wants to stab his right arm, he will definitely hit it, just because he is Zhao Yun.
Chapter completed!