It's better to be an empress than a county magistrate

Although Zhao Long wields a wheel hammer in his left arm, he has very strong power.

Zhang Fan's body flew off the horse.

Zhao Long roared, rode his horse wildly over, and swung his hammer at Zhang Fan's head.

Cavalry has a natural advantage over infantry. At this time, Zhang Fan landed on the ground, while Zhao Long was on his horse, looking down from above like a mountain pressing down on his head.

Zhang Fan raised his sword and barely blocked Zhao Long's attack, his body rolling outwards more than several feet.

There was no way Zhao Long would let Zhang Fan go so easily. He turned his horse around and rushed over with a roar.

Wei Hu was horrified and rode his horse to come and rescue.

In fact, it only took a few breaths from the time Zhang Fan fell off his horse to the time Zhao Long turned his horse around to attack.

"You bastard, you don't keep your word." The Sixth Boss threw Zhou Yuru to the ground and rode out to fight Wei Hu.

"You agreed to fight me alone, but now you come out to rescue me. You're not keeping your word." The Sixth Boss cursed at Wei Hu while rushing forward.

Wei Hu's main purpose was to save Zhang Fan. He swung the reins, reined in the horse, then pulled out the dagger beside his leg and threw it at the Sixth Master, then urged the horse to gallop towards Zhang Fan.

"You thief, you villain, you actually used a hidden weapon." The Sixth Master dodged the dagger thrown by Wei Hu and rode his horse to block Wei Hu's way.

Wei Hu had no choice but to wave his sword to block the attack from Liu Dangjia.

The weapons of the two sides collided, making a deafening sound.

The two horses kicked away from each other, Wei Hu reined in the horse's head, turned around and rushed towards Liu Daojia again.

The Sixth Boss raised his knife to meet the attack, and the two men started fighting.

Zhang Fan rolled and crawled to avoid Zhao Long's double hammers.

He was a tall and strong man, and at this moment he was basically either squatting or lying on his stomach.

Because if he fought with Zhao Long while he was riding on his horse, he would become a sitting duck under Zhao Long's double hammers.

Although the fight was a bit embarrassing, Zhao Long couldn't do anything to him for the time being unless he got off his horse.

Zhao Long couldn't get too close to him, otherwise his horse would be split in half by Zhang Fan.

Zhao Long was helpless for the moment, and he beat him while cursing, "You mole, I'm going to knock your head off."

Zhao Long urged his horse to charge towards Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan knew that he could not compete with Zhao Long in strength, so he could only roll and move to avoid Zhao Long's direct attack, and then sweep the horse's legs.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought for more than ten rounds.

Without the commander's orders, the soldiers behind didn't know whether they should charge or not.

They were all worried about their generals.

Just when the two sides were in a tense situation, a rider came stepping out of the dust.

The spear in her hand danced into a silver snake, and the tassel on the spear fluttered in the wind.

The maroon horse rushed into the battlefield, with the spear pointing straight at Zhao Long's throat.

Zhao Long shouted loudly, raised his hammer to knock the silver spear out of Lu Xingchen's hand, then turned his horse's head and ran away several feet away.

Ling Xiao followed.

Ling Xiao reached out and grabbed Zhang Fan's hand, let him get on his horse, and took him away from the battlefield.

"Ling Xiao, why are you here?" Zhang Fan asked.

"If we don't come, you will lose your head." Ling Xiao said.

"The young master was worried that something might happen to you and Wei Hu, so he brought us here."

"I didn't expect you to be so cowardly. Zhao Long knocked you off your horse and you rolled on the ground like a mole."

Zhang Fan was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. He had never been humiliated like this by Ling Xiao.

"I was careless for a moment. Give me your horse and I will chop off Zhao Long's head."

"Okay, just stay here. The young master said that you are no match for Zhao Long."

"But Master..."

Ling Xiao reined in his horse, turned its head and looked at the situation on the battlefield.

"The young master told us to watch the fight from the sidelines and not to interfere."

Zhang Fan was so angry that he punched the air.

"Let me handle it." Ling Xiao said to Lu Xingchen eagerly.

"I can do it myself, you just watch." Lu Xingchen looked at Ling Xiao, "Zhao Long is amazing, you should learn from him."

"Okay, I will definitely study hard." Ling Xiao reined in his horse, took a few steps back, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Are you Lu Xingchen?" Zhao Long sat on a horse with a sledgehammer in both hands.

"Yes, I am Xing County magistrate Lu Xingchen." Lu Xingchen raised the spear in his hand and pointed it at Zhao Long.

"It turns out he is really a brat." Zhao Long snorted.

"I didn't expect that I would fall for your trick."

"It's not that you are not interested in Miss Tuesday, but that you are determined to get her."

Lu Xingchen smiled coldly, "You are really stupid."

"Ms. Zhou Er, I am not interested at all. What I am interested in is Teng County and your head."

Zhao Long was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face became more and more serious.

"you……"

"You are such a slow-witted fool." Lu Xingchen smiled contemptuously, "You still think I am interested in a woman at this time."

"Your Teng County is already in my pocket. Your second in command, third in command, fourth in command, and fifth in command have already become ghosts in the underground."

"What..." Zhao Long looked at Lu Xingchen with disbelief.

His eyes instantly turned red and filled with blood.

"You beast, give me your life." Zhao Long urged his horse to rush towards Lu Xingchen.

"Young Master, he is very strong, don't take it head-on." Zhang Fan shouted from behind.

Lu Xingchen naturally knew that Zhao Long was very powerful.

Some people are born with supernatural powers. They may not look that strong, but they are actually very strong.

Lu Xingchen would naturally not fight hard. When there is no absolute advantage in strength, fighting hard is tantamount to committing suicide.

"You shameless little thief, take my hammer!" Zhao Long shouted and smashed towards Lu Xingchen with both hammers.

Lu Xingchen drew a semicircle on the horse's back, controlled the direction of the warhorse with his legs, and then swept the silver spear towards Zhao Long's crotch.

Zhao Long's double hammers and Lu Xingchen's silver spear reached each other's bodies at almost the same time.

But Lu Xingchen's silver spear is longer.

"You cunning boy." Zhao Long had no choice but to bend his body and dodge Lu Xingchen's silver spear.

The two horses kicked apart at the wrong time.

At this moment, a scream was heard nearby. Wei Hu's broadsword directly chopped the Sixth Master off his horse.

The Sixth Boss let out a scream and fell heavily to the ground.

Then Wei Hu placed his sword on the neck of the Sixth Boss.

"I'll cut off your head if you move again." Wei Hu said sternly.

The Sixth Boss knelt heavily on the ground.

"Someone come, tie him up." Wei Hu shouted.

Soon several soldiers came over, tied up the Sixth Boss, and then took him back to their camp.

Lu Xingchen and Zhao Long have fought for more than a dozen rounds.

Lu Xingchen has found Zhao Long's weakness.

Although he is very strong and wields his twin hammers with great force, every time he launches an attack, his shoulders are exposed, which is his fatal flaw.

Lu Xingchen clamped his legs tightly around the horse's belly. The warhorse felt the power of its master and accelerated towards Zhao Long.

Ling Xiao and Zhang Fan both looked shocked, not knowing what Lu Xingchen was going to do.

Because Zhao Long was the one who took the initiative in attacking in the first dozen moves, Lu Xingchen used his agility to adapt to the situation.

On the scene, Lu Xingchen was in a passive position.

This time, Lu Xingchen actually took the initiative to attack.