[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Ding Nvxia, the wife of the Zuo envoy

The sun was gradually rising, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield was endless. Both sides in the war had no intention of turning this battle into a war of attrition, and decided to make a quick decision by coincidence.

More and more corpses piled up under the city wall, including Mongols and rebels.As more and more people died in the battle, the Yuan army's attack became more and more frenzied, and the fighting spirit of the rebels defending the city became more and more high. When the weapons were sharpened, they should smash stones and scald them with boiling water; the number of people is not enough. All the people stranded in the city rushed to the top of the city spontaneously, the old and the weak, women and children carried water and stones, and the young and middle-aged picked up hoes and rakes. Wherever the rebel army missed a gap, the Tartars climbed up and beat them to death with sticks.Not long after, the already blackened old stains inside and outside the city wall were covered with a large piece of still warm blood.

Ding Minjun confronted Chahan Timur for a while, and rushed forward first.This is not the first time the two have fought against each other. Although more than 20 years have passed, the martial arts moves generally do not differ too much.She knew that the opponent was good at using long spears, especially at long distances, but he was not weak at close quarters, he could use a scimitar like an arm.

Seeing her pointing her toes and pressing her whole body forward, Chahan Timur knew that she was going to fight him close.His long spear is powerful and heavy, and few people can resist it. However, if someone gets close to him, this advantage will disappear, and it is not even as good as the scimitar that is not commonly used at the waist.So after seeing through her intentions, he immediately retracted the tip of his gun, turned his arms sideways and hit her waist.

If this blow is done for real, not to mention broken bones, I am afraid that even the internal organs will be severely injured.Ding Minjun's expression froze, and while avoiding sideways, he raised his sword with his left hand to block, the two soldiers collided, and there was a sharp golden clang.After blocking it, she didn't stop at the slightest, with luck on the soles of her feet, she rushed straight towards Chahan Timur like a sharp arrow off the string. Attack at the fatal point.

Chahan Timur hastily pulled out the scimitar to block left and right, but the opponent's move was too fast, almost an afterimage appeared, making him unable to resist, the fine iron armor on his body was like paper paste under the opponent's sword He was so normal that he was torn out several times, so even though he avoided the fatal spot in time, the wounds on his body still inevitably increased.

He was fighting and retreating, and for some reason, an inexplicable regret suddenly sprouted in his heart: he is still old after all, and he looks still strong, but in fact, his skills are far from the peak, he has a premonition, maybe this time, really I'm going to die in the opponent's hands...

But even so, it's too early!

With a sharp look in his eyes, he leaped back with a big step to widen the distance between the two, and then threw a scimitar straight at the opponent's throat.

Ding Minjun's eyes widened slightly, his waist was bent back suddenly, his upper body was almost parallel to the ground, and he exerted force on his feet, keeping this posture, he slid backwards, narrowly avoiding the scimitar that almost cut her throat, and cut off only A strand of hair.

The scimitar almost touched the tip of her nose and flew back into Chahan Timur's hand. At the same time, he held the gun in one hand, and with a sudden force on his feet, he stepped out of two mud puddles on the ground. The sharp pierced her heart.

Ding Minjun didn't have time to dodge, in a hurry, he had to cross his swords in front of him.The long gun followed closely, and before the blood-stained tip pierced her body, she blocked it with the blade of the sword first. With a loud shout from the other party, he abruptly pushed her back a few feet, leaving two long marks on the mud.

After the opponent's sudden outburst, Ding Minjun noticed that the force on his sword had eased, so he seized the right moment to step on the ground, stopped his tendency to retreat, gathered his energy and let out a shout, and parried away. The opponent's long spear immediately turned around to avoid it from the side, while the opponent was unprepared, he quickly reached out and clamped the long spear under his armpit, then leaned slightly and approached again, turning passive into active, holding the sword tightly The handle pierced his stomach.

Chahan Timur's heart trembled, and he hurriedly backed away to avoid the blow. Seeing that the long gun was about to be released, he suddenly turned his wrist, his knuckles protruding, and he firmly grasped the handle of the gun, and then With a loud shout, before Ding Minjun could react, he even swung her with a gun!

What a divine power this is!

The sound of whistling wind passed across his cheeks, and there were bursts of stinging pain.Ding Minjun's whole body was thrown into the air, and he had nowhere to focus his body, so naturally he couldn't restrain the gun held by the other party.But after the initial shock, she quickly calmed down, threw away the long sword in her right hand decisively, pulled out the golden bell rope and threw it towards Chahan Timur's face. easily avoided.

Seeing this, Ding Minjun raised the corners of his mouth indistinctly, shook his arm, and Jinling Suo, who was heading towards the other side's door, suddenly changed direction like a spirit snake, and turned to move downstream, catching up with each other at an extremely fast speed. The ground wrapped around the opponent's neck, and then she took a breath of true energy, and the whole person abruptly raised some distance, stepping on the opponent's gun alternately, using her strength to pass over the opponent's head, and fell to the ground with her knees bent, Then he quickly wrapped one end of the golden bell rope around his hand several times, and tightened it with his back facing the opponent——

Chahan Timur's neck was strangled, and he couldn't breathe very quickly, his eyes turned black, his neck and face were all flushed red, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his facial features suddenly became a little hideous.

Just before he was about to suffocate, Ding Minjun suddenly let go of the golden bell rope in his hand, and a large amount of air was instantly squeezed into the throat. Slowing down, his heart suddenly felt cold, he lowered his head in a daze, only to see a long sword passing through his chest, dripping drops of blood dripping down.Then the long sword was pulled out forcefully from behind, and a lot of blood gushed out, even splashing on his face.He turned his head with difficulty and looked back, only to see Ding Minjun swinging his sword to shake off the blood stained on his face, his face was full of fear.

His tall body crashed to the ground. Chahan Timur opened his eyes wide and looked up at the gray sky. He had been fighting for decades, and he knew that he would die on the battlefield sooner or later. Now this day finally came. , does not seem to be surprised.

Forget it, being able to die on the battlefield is much better than dying in the court's party struggle, and there is nothing...not reconciled...

He let out a long sigh and gradually lost his breath.

Ding Minjun lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly, turned around resolutely after a while, and rushed to Yuan Bing, who was fighting back even more frantically because of the loss of the coach.

The author has something to say: there is a little less, and there will be another chapter tomorrow^^