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The big green horse that Guan Hai rode was his mount, and was taken from the Zhuxu County County of Beihai. This was a Bingzhou horse with a strong horse, strong sprint, and a mature horse. Even so, it was incomparable to the pure-bred Dayuan horse like Silver Arrow, not to mention that the horse thief was leading hundreds of steps. As a result, after chasing for several miles, the opponent first turned into a small black dot, then appeared and disappeared without a trace.

Guan Hai was not a person who gave up easily. Since he couldn't catch up, he simply slowed down his horse's speed, observed the footprints and followed the tracks. Although there were many footprints on this line, the footprints of the silver arrow were unique. The footprints of the silver arrow were already huge, and with heavy horseshoes nailed, the tread marks were heavy, leaving obvious iron hoof marks on the mud every step. At present, except for the cavalry in the White Wolf Camp in Liaoxi, no cavalry has equipped the horseshoes, so it is easy to track them.

Guan Hai chased and stopped all the way. I don’t know how long he ran, but he chased into a mountain. The mountains were deep and dense, with peaks standing, and only a tortuous canyon mountain road extended deep into the ground. If Guan Hai had a pursuer, he would never have entered this valley road. But he was the only one at the moment, and the other party had not been able to escape for a long time, so he would not have time to set up an ambush in any case. Unless the ambush was set up early - is this possible? If this horse thief had such a military tactic, would he still have to do this?

So Guan Hai was not afraid and whipped in. His persistence and courage seemed to be rewarded. Just as he turned a bend of a canyon, there seemed to be a riding shadow on the mountain road ahead. Yes, although the person did not see clearly, the horse was a white horse!

Guan Hai lifted up two big swords, knocked his feet on the horse's belly, and rushed forward. Within a moment, he turned the mountain road and there was indeed a man riding a white horse, but the head was wrapped in not a yellow scarf, but a green scarf, and the clothes he was wearing seemed different from the black man. However...

"Hmph, I thought I wouldn't recognize me if I changed my skin?" Guan Hai lifted the knife to the level between the ribs, squeezed the horse's belly hard, and shouted, aiming at the figure and rushed towards the figure.

The man in front heard the sound of hooves and looked back. He was shocked and immediately urged his horse to run quickly. Guan Hai was chasing him. It was strange. Perhaps the mountain road was rugged, and the horse thief was not running fast. In a short while, he was caught up by Guan Hai. But when he chased him near, Guan Hai had already realized something was wrong.

This person is thin and long, completely different from the black man who stole horses. There is a spear hanging beside the saddle. The black man who stole horses was empty-handed. The most important thing is that the white horse he rode was far less than the tall silver arrows and could not be seen from afar. When it was close, it was not as tall as his mount as his big green horses, so it could not be a silver arrow. No wonder he was caught up with.

Guan Hai, who found out that he was looking for the wrong person, wanted to stop. If it was on the plain, he just had to control his horse and turn to the side and run away. But this was a mountain road, which was only a few feet wide. It was very easy to hit the cliff when turning rapidly, so he could only go straight.

At this time, Guan Hai had already rushed to thirty steps. If he didn't step on the horse, he would really "beat by chance". Guan Hai gritted his teeth and prepared to pull the reins and stop the horse. Twenty days ago, he really didn't dare to do this, because it was easy to be thrown off by the war horse that stood up. At the time, he was overturned by the Martin under Duchang City. But now he is "replacement of cannons" and is no longer stepping on the soft stirrup, but a real bell-shaped iron stirrup with his feet tightly clasped, so he doesn't have to worry about being pushed off the horse.

But at this moment, the opponent took advantage of Guan Hai's lack of slowing down his horse and pulled the horse back quickly, pulling the horse around, and finally facing Guan Hai.

This is a young man who looks about twenty-five or six years old, with a slender and agile body. At this moment, he was full of anger, shaking the spear in his hand, inserting his right hand, firmly fixing his arm on his arm, and posing in a posture of confronting the hostile.

"Okay, you thief, you blinded your dog's eyes. How dare you follow and attack your little master Xiahou? Let's see how you take your dog's life!" After the young man shouted, he thrust his spear and rushed forward with his horse. The half-foot-long iron spear tip pointed at Guan Hai.

At this moment, Guan Hai cannot fight. If he pulls his horse and loses the speed of the horse, he will definitely die. Moreover, the other party scolds him badly, which immediately arouses Guan Hai's anger. Whoever you are, let's talk about it. Guan Hai tightens his arm, releases the speed of the horse, and faces the enemy.

If a knife fights against a spear, the spear holder will take advantage of it, because the spear is a straight attack, while the sword is a curved attack, and the straight line is always faster than the curve. Unless a knife holder is self-help or is used to fighting in groups, he will not give up the spear. On the contrary, using a knife to fight in groups is more harmful than the spear. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, he chooses to use a spear or a halberd as a weapon, and most generals of the Three Kingdoms are like this.

Guan Hai was both self-controlled and used to riding alone, so he chose a knife as a common weapon. However, if he encountered a good player in a spear and still fought alone, the situation would be less optimistic.

At thirty steps, the two horses hedge, and they arrived in a flash. Guan Hai waved his knife with one arm, and the young man thrust his spear, and the two horsemen passed by in a flash.

Bang! The sword and spear hit each other, Guan Hai's right arm sleeve was thrust into the cracks and the spear tip that was rubbed against the arm, and a blood mark was even scratched. Fortunately, the spear blade usually does not open, otherwise it will definitely cut his skin deeply.

The two riders intersected and rushed for more than fifty steps, then they struggled to tie the reins and turn around.

Guan Hai deeply exhaled a deep breath of turbid air. The attack just now was really dangerous. He wanted to hit his opponent first, but he didn't expect that his opponent's strength was not inferior to him, and his spear was very fast and his piercing skills were skillful. He had to wave a knife to hit him. As a result, his arm was very strong, and his arrow injury had just recovered and he could barely hit him half a foot. Although he avoided the trouble of piercing the abdomen, his arm was almost stabbed.

Guan Hai was angry. He had never met an opponent in the cavalry war since the Beihai army. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived in Changshan, he almost fell into a fight. After vomiting a breath of turbid air, he roared: "Come again!"

The young man also sneered, moved his arms, shook his spear, and urged his horse to greet him.

When both sides rushed nearly twenty steps, Guan Hai suddenly let go of the arm-wrapped arm cover, changed to holding a knife in both hands, exhaled, and swung the big knife half a circle above his head, slashing at the young man hard.

The young man was shocked. With similar combat powers, the thief dared to let go of the reins and wave his sword with both hands. Wouldn't he be afraid of being knocked off the horse by a recoil?

Twenty days ago, Guan Hai really didn't dare to do this. You have both hands and your strength in your arms. Even if you cut your opponent over, the recoil force will make you unable to hold the horse's belly. If you have a little mistake in riding your horse's riding skills, you will be shocked and dropped off the horse. Those who dare to do this will usually only be Hu people who have been playing on horseback for half their lives. However, now Guan Hai is not afraid or not. The high bridge saddle is fixed longitudinally and the bell-shaped stirrup is fixed horizontally, so that the horse rider forms a cross-crossing center point, which is extremely stable. Unless the riding skills are too poor, or the body control is injured, you will never fall off the horse.

The young knight did not know this, and after being shocked, he was overjoyed. He held the reins in one hand and held the spear in the other hand, and his body fluctuated rhythmically with the frequency of the galloping horse. Just as the two riders approached ten steps, his feet tightened, and the horse was in a state of hope, and suddenly rushed forward. The spear was like the wind, and it bounced to the opponent's right chest.

The young knight has a very good grasp of the timing of spears. At a glance, you can tell that he has received guidance from famous artists and has considerable practical experience.

Guan Hai knew that he was not as quick as his opponent, and his knife was not as good as a spear. Before he hit the opponent, he would be picked off the horse first. Therefore, his sword did not kill people, but chopped the spear.

Bang! Another sword and spear collided, but this time, the result was completely different from the last time.

Guan Hai is quite inferior in skills, but his strength is due to his great strength. He cut down with one knife and split the hard wooden spear into two pieces, and the wood chips burst everywhere.

The young knight was shocked and his hands were numb, his body was crooked, and he almost fell off his horse. Guan Hai only leaned back and strengthened his body, as if nothing had happened.

The two cavalry passed by again. This time, the young knight suffered a great loss. Although he was not injured, his weapons were damaged. Next, he had no choice but to escape.

Guan Hai pulled his horse and turned around, and waved his sword in his hand, but saw that the young knight had fled in panic. Guan Hai laughed wildly, and the name of the invincible Beihai was saved, so he immediately slapped the horse and chased after him. Anyway, the horse thief had lost it, so take the head of this person first to calm his anger.

The young knight ran in front and Guan Hai was chasing behind. The young man was very good at riding, but his horse was not strong enough and he couldn't chase for several miles. He had already rushed out of the mountain road, and there was an open land in front. At this time, the distance between the two sides had been narrowed to a distance of one sword, and Guan Hai's long sword had been raised. At this moment, the young man suddenly shouted: "Erlang save me!"

The sound fell, and a horse rushed out of the forest from the slanting thorn, like a rush and as fast as thunder. Before Guan Hai could react, he was shot away from the saddle and danced with his hands and feet. Several 365-degree rotations came in the air, and with a bang, he fell into a bush.

The sky was spinning, the trees fell down, the whole body was numb and the mouth was covered in salty mouth. This was what Guan Hai felt at this moment. When he shook his dizzy head and his pupils finally focused, he first saw four slender white horse legs, his eyes moved upwards, and in front of him was a young man riding a tall white horse, with a strong face, holding a spear in his hand, pointing at his throat.

Guan Hai spit out a mouthful of blood foam and said in a vague way: "Sneak attack... is not a hero, I have a habit, let me get up, face to face, and fight."

The young man said lightly: "I don't tell the rules to the Black Mountain bandits, because the Black Mountain bandits never tell the rules to me."

At this time, the young knight had jumped off his horse, picked up Guan Hai's big iron knife, and shook his hand as he walked. It was obvious that he was injured by Guan Hai's broken gun before. At this time, his handsome face had a sense of hatred and murderous intent. He dragged the long sword backwards and approached step by step, stood on the side of the young horse, and tilted his head: "Erlang, let me leave this guy?"

The young man riding a horse took back his spear, shook the reins and controlled the horse to take a few steps back, obviously acquiesced.

The young knight narrowed his eyes, waved his long sword and slashed down.

Guan Hai not only made his hands and legs numb, but his clothes were also hooked by shrub thorns. He struggled for a while. When he saw a long knife cut, his eyes widened and his teeth were grieved. He didn't expect that he would die under his knife today.

Whoosh-when!

An arrow flew in the diagonal pierced, shooting the big iron knife away. The iron knife was swirling in the air, and clearly saw an arrow stably inserted on the surface of the knife - this was the second time that the big iron knife was "injured".
Chapter completed!