Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 206 Confrontation
"That's the big fat boy!"

Zhan Liantian looked unwilling: "I'm not a big fat boy, I am. I'm a little fat boy, I'm not fat."

"Okay, okay, you're not fat, show us the way later, if you're dishonest, be careful we'll throw you into your father's camp, let them play string incense for you, and make you a big skewer. "

Zhan Liantian shrank his head, not daring to act rashly anymore.

When Wang came back and put him down, he identified the surrounding path by himself, and then pointed out a direction.

Su Mentu took a look and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Everyone ran towards the direction Zhan Liantian pointed at.

on the battlefield.

Zhanhou looked at the pockmarked man who was desperately killing the enemy with cold eyes, and a trace of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Get out of the way." He shouted back a few guards around him, and walked up by himself.

The hammers of several mixed troops smashed down, and were all blocked by Zhanhou's shield attack. Then he raised his powerful halberd, and with a sweeping sweep, the sharp edge easily cut through those who hadn't even the slightest bit. The belly of the protective mixed army, and the deeper ones were cut off directly at the middle.

Blood was poured down along with the meat dregs mixed with rainwater.

Several mixed troops were scared out of their wits by Zhan Hou.

Zhanhou stepped forward with a probing step, swept the halberd in his hand again, and the area around him was directly swept away.

After these two strokes, no one around Zhan Hou dared to approach him again.

Mazi saw the battle situation here on the other side, and felt a little anxious. He picked up his spear and flew a few guys who stood in front of him, and then ran to this side with big strides.

Walked through the encirclement of several people.

Mazi lowered his eyes and looked at Zhan Hou.

"You want to challenge me directly?" Zhanhou stretched out his halberd and pointed at Mazi.

Mazi raised the spear in his hand.

"Right on my mind."

Zhan Hou looked up to the sky with a long smile: "Hahahahaha, it's interesting, what are you, dare to challenge me?"

Zhan Hou poked the halberd forward a little further.

"Whether you can fight or not, you will know if you try."

Mazi took a step back, stretched out his spear, and threw away Zhanhou's halberd.

"it is good!"

Zhanhou shouted loudly, and leaned forward, lowered his halberd, raising his entire aura.

Pockmarked's hind feet were rooted to the ground like the roots of an old tree. He remained motionless and raised his hands. His muscles tensed instantly, and the sound of cracking joints could be heard.

He struck with a spear, and the Warlord parried the blow with his shield.

Changing hands, Zhan Hou's halberd stabbed out the moment the shield blocked it.

Mazi's tactical quality at this time is not as good as Zhanhou's. He may be stronger and taller than Zhanhou, but when two people confront each other, a certain person's fighting skills are actually a more important factor.

Unbearably, Mazi twisted his body and avoided Zhan Hou's blow, but the Zhan halberd still scratched his arm, and the bright red blood oozes out, mixed with rainwater, covering his entire arm. It's going to be dyed red.

"I said before, you are too weak, you don't even have very sure fighting skills, you are just reckless." The disdain on the corner of Zhan Hou's mouth became more and more obvious.

Mazi roared, then relying on the momentum of his body, he pressed forward forcefully.

Zhan Hou glanced sideways.

"Tips for carving insects."

Then, he stretched out his shield and directly blocked Mazi's spear.

"Your body is too far from your spear! You can't control it!"

As Zhan Hou said, he flew up and kicked Mazi's chest directly.

Mazi was kicked back a few steps by the force of this kick. Fortunately, it was a rainy day, and Zhan Hou's strength was useless.

And Mazi's body was strong enough, so he didn't suffer much damage.

Hearing what Zhanhou said before, Mazi's mind froze and he realized what mistakes he had made just now.

"Hmph." Seeing that Mazi deliberately retracted the handle of the spear to shorten the distance between himself and the spearhead, Zhanhou still snorted contemptuously.

"what!!"

Mazi held his breath, roared angrily, and rushed up again.

Zhanhou swung his saber straight away, strided obliquely, and picked up his halberd, causing the pockmarked center of gravity to be unstable.

"Floppy steps! Not calm at all. There is no point of leverage when attacking. He is a complete target!!"

After saying this, Zhan Hou picked Fei Mazi, who couldn't stand upright, Zhan Hou kicked again, and then kicked up, still in the same position, but this time, his kick was twice as strong as before More than enough!
"Give you a chance, and that's just one chance."

Mazi was kicked hard enough, and he could clearly hear the cracking sound coming from his ribs.

The severe pain made him unable to stand up at all, he could only collapse on the ground, looking at Zhanhou who was looking down at him.

Zhan Hou smiled coldly.

"As I said, you are not worthy to fight me at all, you trash."

"Cough, cough, cough." Mazi coughed persistently.

He struggled to support his arms. In this rainy field, the rainwater flowed down his nostrils and into his nasal cavity.

Mazi coughed harder.

"Trash, stand up."

Zhanhou said.

"Trash, stand up!" He yelled loudly.

Mazi gritted his teeth and stood up immediately.

"I'm not trash" he whispered.

Zhan Hou squinted his eyes and stretched out his ears: "What did you say?"

Mazi raised his head: "I said, I'm not a waste!"

He shouted loudly, and then the spear was erected, and the saber and horse were chaotic.

The warlord fights and retreats, avoiding his edge.

After Mazi's powerful blow hit the air, Zhanhou sneered and leaned forward, Mazi had already lowered his hand at this time, he had no chance at all, and he had no time to raise his hand.

puff.

The corners of Mazi's eyes twitched a few times, and the corners of his mouth grinned slightly.

Zhan Hou looked indifferent.

The halberd in his hand had already been inserted into Mazi's chest, and with a little force, it was accompanied by the force of rotation.

Then there was a crackling sound, which was the sound produced by the friction between the halberd and the bone. It was very crisp, and it made people hear the noise of grinding teeth.

Mazi reached out and grabbed the tip of the halberd, not allowing it to break through any further.

"I said before, you are trash, hehehe." Zhanhou still smiled coldly.

The expected miracle didn't happen. Mazi really couldn't defeat Zhanhou. No matter how powerful he was, he was still ravaged by Zhanhou at will.

Zhan Hou drew back his halberd, and kicked it in the original position, kicking the pockmarks away.

Then, like an invincible God of War, he rushed into the ranks of the mixed army. With a wave of his halberd, there must be a blank area after another, and no one dared to meet his edge.

The guards were in a hurry and paced in unison. Everyone was assembled together like a sophisticated machine. Facing such a war machine, the mixed army had nothing left but to be harvested.

The rain had no intention of slowing down, but the mixed soldiers who had rushed to the top of the mountain with high morale began to have a little wavering in their hearts, and they were almost unable to hold back.

Inside the First Battle Mansion, Ping Hou savored the green tea carefully, he heard the indistinct shouts and roars outside, and he became so indifferent when he read it.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Marquis Ping asked a servant beside him.

The servant hurriedly bent down and replied: "Your Majesty the Throne, he is still fast asleep. Empress Qing is taking good care of him."

Ping Hou drank until he put the teacup near his mouth back, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Majesty the Throne is very tired. You really need to take a good rest."

The servant stood aside. At this time, Pinghou would not dare to speak up when he said such words.

Ping Hou put the teacup back, stood up, hands behind his back, and looked outside the door.

"Pass down the order and tell Marquis Zhan, take advantage of the present to completely defeat and disperse the mixed army, drive them down the top of the mountain, and tell them who the owner of the top of the mountain is."

The war halberd in Zhanhou's hand was killing the enemy without delay, and the red blood on the war halberd was hard to wash away even in such a heavy rainy day.

Wherever he pointed his halberd, the mixed army all retreated and dispersed.

The morale of the guards was raised step by step, and the morale of the mixed army began to decline from the moment Mazi was defeated. Mazi couldn't continue fighting because of his serious injuries, so he had to be carried down the mountain.

It is difficult for Niu Shangye to take on such a big task.

He dropped the weapon in his hand, and looked at the chaotic army that was constantly retreating and fleeing, a deep sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

When the guards advanced further, the line of the mixed army completely collapsed, and Niu Shangye could no longer hold on.

He shouted loudly to his soldiers, telling them to retreat quickly.

The entire mountain top began to become more chaotic. The mixed army received an order to retreat, and their thoughts of charging were completely broken. Now they are full of thoughts about how to survive and how to save their lives. .

The mixed army marked the first step in the resistance, and it failed.

Zhan Liantian led Su Mentu and the others into the aisle in a clumsy manner.

The walls on both sides of the aisle are tall and smooth, and it is almost impossible for ordinary people to climb up.

Wang came back and pointed to these walls.

"Tell me, why did they build the wall so high?"

Sumentu rubbed his chin: "Prevent thieves!"

Wang came back and felt that this answer was good: "I think so, they must be afraid that people like us will sneak in and take out all the good things in their house."

Hu Jiuyi patted Wang Huihui on the head: "Who are we? When we were underground, we never did anything like stealing chickens and dogs. We dug wells honestly and climbed walls. Have you ever done it?"

Wang came back with a hey smile: "No, no."

Yun Qi walked at the back, listening to the people in front discussing the matter of the wall, he couldn't help but interject.

(End of this chapter)