Seeing Qu Yi insist on fighting, Zhao Yun frowned and said, "Wouldn't our fighting delay matters?"
Qu Yi spurred his horse forward and said coldly, "If I defeat you, I'll still have time to get there!"
Seeing Qu Yi's towering fighting spirit, Zhao Yun also rode out, raised his spear, and met him, saying, "In that case, Zhao Zilong of Changshan will fight you!"
"Report your name, I, under my spear, do not kill nameless ghosts!"
Qu Yi laughed loudly, raising the long lance in his hand high: "Name is not worth mentioning, let me see what skills you really have!"
As they spoke, the two had rapidly approached from dozens of zhang to only a few zhang. Qu Yi lowered the lance, and the two-zhang-long horse lance was leveled. His hands, one in front and one behind, trembled the lance tip incessantly, stabbing towards Zhao Yun's chest!
His horse lance was fully five or six chi longer than Zhao Yun's spear, and with the lance tip trembling, it enveloped Zhao Yun's upper body, leaving him nowhere to avoid!
If the opponent wanted to break the move, they would inevitably use the spear shaft to block the lance shaft. Even if they succeeded, Qu Yi had several follow-up moves of hooking and stabbing, which would force the opponent into a desperate situation!
At this moment, they were said to be competing, but at such high speed, victory or defeat meant life or death!
The soldiers on both sides saw the danger and shouted in unison.
Zhao Yun raised his spear, and when the horses' heads were two zhang apart, the spear tip and lance tip intersected, emitting a sound of clashing metal.
In that instant, Qu Yi felt the lance tip in his hand being stuck by the opponent's spearhead, and the force surged three times like a tide, and his lance tip was actually forced to deviate!
The heat in his brain cooled down instantly. This was a master!
Moreover, in a very short period of time, he used the only correct response to reverse the disadvantage of weapon length!
An inch longer, an inch stronger. Logically speaking, his horse lance was several chi longer than the opponent's spear, which was extremely advantageous.
But there was also a fatal problem.
The longer the weapon, the harder it is to transmit force.
And this young general named Zhao Yun, not only did not extend the spear tip, but instead slightly retracted his arms. From the moment the spear tip and lance tip intersected, he exerted force extremely accurately and swiftly, greatly exceeding Qu Yi's expectations.
If Qu Yi wanted to straighten the two-zhang-long lance shaft, he would have to spend more effort than the opponent's one-zhang-five-long spear!
Using the difference in strength, Zhao Yun immediately gained the upper hand!
However, only a master with great skill and courage would dare to use short to overcome long. How could ordinary generals have such terrifying reactions?
Qu Yi knew that even though he had spoken lightly before, he had not been careless at all when facing the enemy, but he still far underestimated the opponent's strength.
One careless move, instantly falling into a disadvantage, was already a matter of life and death. He roared and exerted all his strength, clamping the lance shaft with his forearm, and using his hips and waist together to swing forcefully towards the center!
Straightened!
Qu Yi was overjoyed to see Zhao Yun's spear shaft being bounced away by the lance shaft, reversing the disadvantage!
Moreover, the lance tip was rapidly stabbing towards Zhao Yun's face!
Both sides' weapons pointed at the enemy's face at the same time, but the lance tip arrived first!
Qu Yi saw that the lance tip was only half a chi away from Zhao Yun's head, and he was about to win in the next moment, but a bad feeling arose in his heart.
At this time, he had exhausted all his strength, and the long lance could no longer change its move.
If the opponent could block his killing move, then the situation of victory or defeat would be reversed in an instant!
In the next moment, Qu Yi's heart sank.
Zhao Yun's eyes were fixed on the long lance. At the instant of being stabbed, his head tilted sharply, and the long lance deviated by several inches, passing through Zhao Yun's cheek!
Qu Yi felt a chill in his heart. Being forced to approach his face with a weapon, in the moment of life and death, he could still calmly dodge. He had never seen such a person in his life!
Qu Yi still wanted to sweep the long lance horizontally, but Zhao Yun used the iron helmet on his head to forcefully block the lance shaft, and the long spear in his hand had already stabbed towards Qu Yi's face!
All of this happened between the horses passing each other, in a flash of lightning. At this time, a thought flashed in Qu Yi's mind.
It's over!
His long spear had already seized the middle ground, and the long lance could not be pulled back in time. In the next moment, his head would be pierced!
Under the fear of life and death, he exploded with all his strength, forcefully pressing the lance shaft with both arms, and resting on Zhao Yun's spear shaft, pressing the spear tip downwards.
With a loud bang, the two horses passed each other.
Zhao Yun retracted his long spear, staring at the somewhat dulled spear tip, and remained silent.
Qu Yi staggered a few times, as if he was about to fall off his horse, but finally managed to sit firmly.
Qu Yi turned his horse's head and laughed: "Today you and I are evenly matched. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid it will delay the young master's affairs."
"After killing the barbarian dogs, you and I will compete again!"
Zhao Yun nodded in agreement.
Qu Yi turned his head and swallowed the blood foam in his mouth.
He was now dizzy and could only barely sit on the horse.
In that instant, Zhao Yun's spear tip was pressed down a few inches by him, but it still stabbed into his throat.
If Qu Yi had been wearing his usual armor, he would have been killed by a throat pierce.
The spear tip just happened to stab into the iron ring collar of Qu Yi's throat.
That day, Yuan Xi thought that, according to later generations, Zhao Yun liked to shoot at the enemy's face and throat, so he casually told Qu Yi to change his armor.
Yuan Xi did not expect that this unintentional remark would really save Qu Yi's life.
At this time, Qu Yi felt extremely bitter in his heart.
It's really embarrassing, I've been planted this time.
That Zhao Yun probably already saw his embarrassment, but he was quite graceful and gave him face, and did not expose it.
This made the proud Qu Yi extremely uncomfortable. He had roamed the northern lands, and although his strength was less than half after escaping from death, how could a little-known young general come out and defeat him in just one exchange?
Are young people so brave these days?
Fortunately, Yuan Xi seemed to have foreseen the future and asked him to wear a ring collar armor in advance, otherwise the opponent's iron spear would pierce his throat, and he would have died under the horse in the first move!
Yuan Xi held up his binoculars and saw that the Xiongnu convoy would soon leave the valley in a quarter of an hour. Qu Yi was still nowhere to be seen. Helpless, he had to order dozens of his men to retreat into the woods.
He thought, could this ambush fail like this?
Now he has thirty archers, fifty infantrymen, and the most critical twenty iron cavalry, but he doesn't know where they are.
Without iron cavalry, it is impossible to confront the Xiongnu cavalry head-on.
Just as he was thinking of retreating, he heard movement behind him. Looking back, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Qu Yi had finally arrived with his troops.
To his surprise, Zhao Yun also led a hundred men, trailing far behind.
Yuan Xi thought that Zhao Yun was indeed quick to react and would not honestly stay in the south of Beixin City waiting for the rabbit. Now the two sides were going to fight with real skills.
He rode his horse to meet Qu Yi and said, "The Xiongnu are about to leave the valley, please help me, Brother Qu."
Qu Yi nodded slightly and said, "I met that Zhao Yun on the road, so I was a little late."
When Yuan Xi heard Qu Yi's voice was a little hoarse, he took a closer look and was greatly surprised. He couldn't help but say, "Brother, why are two of your teeth missing?"
Qu Yi wanted to vomit blood depressedly, and said in a muffled voice: "I exchanged a few moves with that Zhao Yun and suffered a little loss."
When Yuan Xi heard this, he almost spat out. Did you really go one-on-one?
Looking at Qu Yi like this, he was afraid that he had suffered a big loss. Fortunately, he was not stabbed to death by the opponent, otherwise the trouble here would be great!
He knew that Qu Yi was proud and did not obey anyone on weekdays. Perhaps after suffering this loss, he could restrain himself?
The first trial push is coming next week.
To be honest, I'm very scared.
Because this is the fourth book I've written, and the first three have all failed to advance in the first round of trial push.
The new book has four rounds of recommendations, let alone the third and fourth rounds, I have never seen what the second round looks like, I really want to see it~
So I hope book friends can take some precious time every day to follow up, thank you~~