Chapter 109 Head-on confrontation

Only then did the barbarian figure out this and scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Okay, this decision is made. Let's wait for them to come. Isn't this period of time boring to death?"

Zhao Xin shrugged his shoulders and said, "There's nothing I can do. In fact, it's not boring. Just think there's nothing wrong. In fact, we can practice, learn from each other and even play chess or something.

"I don't have to practice. I don't know how to play chess, but this competition sounds quite good. Come and follow me for a few tricks." As the barbarian king spoke, he took out the big knife from behind.

Zhao Xin directly turned his head and looked elsewhere and said, "Second brother, I have something else to do. You can find the eldest brother to accompany you to compete. Besides, the second brother is powerful. How dare I fight against the second brother?

The barbarian glanced at Zhao Xin and said, "If you don't fight, don't fight. Why do you find so many reasons? Brother, don't say you have something to do. You have to fight with me today!"

Yi Xing couldn't see any cousins in his helmet. He only saw the corners of Yi Xing's mouth twitch and said, "Okay, I'll play with you today. I really want to see how you can break my body protection without true qi. Let's go and fight outside." With that, he also looked at Zhao Xin, as if to say: Boy, you are cruel enough!

Although Yi Xing couldn't see his expression with a helmet, Zhao Xin still felt a cold back and hurriedly shrank his neck and ran away. As the saying goes, he can't run more than 15 on the first day of the lunar new year. When there is a lot of time, Zhao Xin still has to compete with the barbarian king. Zhao Xin also knows this, but Zhao Xin thinks that he can hide for a while.

After more than half a month quietly, the three of them competed with each other when they had nothing to do. There was still no movement in the Vatican City, which made the three people feel a little curious. How can the people of the Vatican City stand it so much? I have deliberately revealed my appearance, but the other party still has no reaction. Is this Vatican City really a soft persimmon?

The so-called calm is only temporary. Just as the three were discussing whether to take some measures, a scout rushed in and said, "Report!"

Zhao Xin looked up and said faintly, "Speak!"

The scout nodded and said, "Report to the prince that Fantian City has sent troops, and the direction is exactly where our army is stationed, and it will take a long time to arrive."

Zhao Xin and the barbarian king Yixing looked at each other and asked, "How many troops have been sent by Fantian City?" Who are they?"

The scout thought for a moment and said, "Prince, it is estimated that there are about 300,000 troops sent by Fantian City, including barbarians."

Zhao Xin ordered, "Okay, finally can't stand it. Continue to pay attention to their movements and go." After the scout left, Zhao Xin shouted, "Come on, tell him to go down and prepare for the whole army. I want him to come back."

Zhao Xin narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "As long as you dare to invade, you should know that Tianwei is not provocative."

Yi Xing also analyzed: "How many 300,000 troops can there be in Brahma City? With two brothers, there is no problem for the barbarians. It's just that the rest of the soldiers are all Qin Zimin. Do you have the heart to take action against them?

Zhao Xin looked at Yi Xing, turned his head and looked at the barbarian king and said, "Those who dare to send troops to the imperial army are traitors. Why can't they bear to treat traitors? Second brother, what are you going to do?

Zhao Xin rushed away from a bodyguard and nodded. The bodyguard intended to take a few steps forward and shouted, "What a big breath! We are the army of the prince of the imperial capital, and it is unforgivable for you to dare to offend. The prince read your first offense and left you a way to live. It's not too late to surrender to the prince, otherwise there will be no mercy!" The other party said aggressively, and the people on Zhao Xin's side were not soft persimmons.

Unexpectedly, when the other party heard this, they all laughed. At present, a man smiled and said, "Haha, prince? It's ridiculous. Are you talking about the fearful prince? Tell you, prince, he is just a soft egg. Without the protection of the royal family, he is a dish! What? Unconvinced? If you are not convinced, come and fight with me! Return the prince! Go back to the palace and stay! Haha!"

Zhao Xin frowned and waited for the long gun in his hand to rush out. Yi Xing grabbed Zhao Xin and said, "Don't be fooled. It's just the other party's fierce method. If they want to play, they can play with them. Do you dare to fight with him? Yi Xing pointed to the bodyguard standing in front of him.

The bodyguard nodded and said proudly, "It's glorious to fight for the empire!" After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the man standing in front of him shouting, waved the halberd in his hand and said loudly, "Do you still use the prince to fight against you? I'll give you a ride!"

The man opposite looked sideways at the bodyguard and said coldly, "I don't measure my strength!" He waved the long knife in his hand like a demonstration.

The two rode their horses to each other at the same time, and the distance of less than half a miles arrived in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the two had rushed together, and the weapons in their hands were raised high and hit each other's heads. The two passed by with a "bang" and turned the horse's head and began another charge.

Zhao Xin looked at it, holding the long gun tightly in his hand, ready to rush up at any time. Yi Xing said lightly, "There are rules in the battle between ordinary people. Others can't interfere in the battle between two people. Even if you want to save him, you will be despised by him. Because you violated the rules of the battle.

Yi Xing's words directly dispelled Zhao Xin's intention to take action, loosened the long gun in his hand, and stared at the two fighting people. The two have reached a white-hot state, from the initial tentative confrontation to a frontal attack. The halberd is a little cold, and the angle is tricky and vicious. The long knife drags up the light of the knife, and the moves are domineering. However, neither of them could do anything about it. Gradually, both of them seemed to feel impatient and coincidentally chose the move of dying together.

Zhao Xin's side directly undefensed the halberd to the opponent's chest, and the opponent's big knife swept directly to his neck. Neither of them was prepared. At the same time, they were hit and cut off their opponent's head with a long knife, but their chest was pierced by the opponent's fighter.

Two people fell down at the same time, which seems to be a normal thing in the war. The person opposite still cheered for a while, and Zhao Xin couldn't think about it. He said puzzledly, "Why did he die together when he could avoid it?"

Yi Xing explained: "He is just an ordinary person, a warrior. For a soldier, the battlefield is the best destination, and perhaps the battlefield is his best choice. Ordinary people don't want practitioners to be so afraid of death. They regard death in battle as an honor, not a shame. This is a warrior's vocation, fight! Until the death!"