Pirates: Approaching Science

The horse's feet landed on the ground, and the spear was in hand. Zhongming's eyes were sharp, pointing the spear around him, looking down on the heroes.

Seeing that no one dared to fight, I felt infinitely disappointed. My eyes were slightly lowered, as if I was disappointed because I had no opponent.

The enemy generals were shocked by Zhongming's bravery at first, but after seeing Zhongming's provocative disappointment, the generals felt deeply humiliated, and the crowd was furious, and they all clamored to apply for war against their lord.

On the top of Jingshan Mountain, inside the military camp, Cao Cao was wearing blue armor and tassels on his helmet. He had a resolute face. Although his left eye was covered, he was still brave.

This person has black, vertical hair, slanting handsome eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, an angular face, thin and pursed lips, and a tall, slender but not rugged figure. He is like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant. Solitary yet powerful, his loneliness exudes a strength that defies the world.

This person is Cao Cao's general. His surname is Xiahou, his given name is Dun, and his courtesy name is Yuanrang. He is brave and resourceful, and he is the most famous general in the world. He is the confidant of Cao Cao.

Xiahou Dun looked at the generals fighting in the tent, remained silent, turned around, raised the tent and left. Cao Cao was listening to his men's pleas for battle with a headache. He was just worried when he happened to see Xiahou Dun leaving. Cao Cao knew his beloved general's thoughts and kept silent as he watched Xiahou Dun leave the camp.

After Xiahou Dun left, he got on his mount, took the simple knife, looked at Zhongming who was surrounded by soldiers, his eyes focused, he whipped his horse whip in his hand, and rode down the mountain.

"Ah" Xiahou Dun shouted and flew down the mountain on Pegasus, his sword pointed at Zhongming and unstoppable.

Zhongming was in the enemy formation, and no one dared to step forward. During the stalemate, he suddenly heard a violent roar behind him, and the spirit gun in his hand moved across his waist, and he threw it back hard.

"clang"

I saw Xiahou Dun holding a sword and suppressing Zhongming with his men and horses.

Zhongming gritted his teeth and deflected Xiahou Dun's fatal blow.

Seeing that the killing move was blocked, Xiahou Dun kicked off his feet and jumped higher on his horse. A purple vision appeared on his body. He stared at Zhongming with sharp eyes. He held a simple sword in both hands above his head, preparing to charge up a blow.

Zhongming narrowly escaped the sneak attack, but was struck by the force of the impact. When his breath stabilized, he saw Xiahou Dun preparing to draw his sword in the sky.

Zhongming was so excited that he stepped on the horse's back involuntarily, jumped up, and held a spear in both hands, ready to resist.

After "blocking" the move, Zhongming got back on his horse, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, obviously not feeling well.

After Xiahou Dun landed on the ground, he saw that Zhongming was not dead, but only bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He sneered without getting angry. He took the handle of the knife with both hands and pointed the tip at Zhongming, preparing for a duel.

Zhongming forcefully received Xiahoudun's two heavy blows from the sky. His throat felt sweet and the taste of blood surged up. He suppressed it and stared at Xiahoudun with a steel gun in his hand, ready to take action at any time.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then both roared forward. Zhongming's spear moved swiftly, stabbing one after another. Birds returned to their nests, and snakes coiled around seven times. The tip of the spear was like a dragon swimming across the river. It was light and agile. The spear passed through the throat and cut the hair.

Xiahou Dun held a simple sword in his hands, with both feet on the ground, and treated it calmly. He attacked in a big way, and the wind of the sword was fierce. A whirlwind was set off wherever the sword energy passed. Yellow sand filled the sky, and the sword slashed Zhongming.

clang clang clang.

The two of them went back and forth, a total of 108 times. Zhongming shot a hundred birds flying across Xiahou Dun's armor, revealing the cloth and dyeing the tip of the spear red.

Xia Houdun held the sword without changing his expression, and slashed his face with the sword, fighting for his life. The evil spirit rushed into his face and chopped off the tassel on Zhongming's head.

The two of them forcibly opened up a Shura field on the battlefield of millions of people. Everywhere they passed, there was no grass growing and everything they saw was desolate.

Seeing everyone on the mountain as if they were ghosts and gods descending to earth, they were in awe.

Cao Cao took advantage of the battle between the two men and led everyone out of the camp. Watching the battle, Cao Cao sighed: "He is a true tiger general."

When all the generals saw Zhongming's bravery, they sincerely admired him.

His general, Jin Jin, sighed and said: "To be able to fight with General Xiahou for hundreds of rounds, regardless of the outcome, even if Lu Bu was alive, he would not be inferior by half."

A middle-aged frail scholar under his command, with a pale face and a slightly plump face, held a bamboo slip in his hand. He squinted at this amazing duel and sighed: "These two people are surrounded by thousands of enemies with spears and halberds. They go in and out of the enemy's fortress, making the enemy invincible with their heroic style." His fierce energy alone is enough to frighten the enemy. I am very lucky to be able to see such a big battle in this life."

But the two people who fought against each other, Zhongming and Xiahou Dun, went back and forth, fighting each other with swords and guns.