"At the least, I will leave you with a complete body! Hahaha~"

Li Meng's unscrupulous laughter echoed in his ears. Zhang Ji felt anger rushed towards the bullfight. The clay man was still three points of fire. What's more, Zhang Ji was also a famous general in Western Liang after all. He pointed a spear at Li Meng and shouted sternly: "Li Meng is a man, can you dare to fight me?"

"Why don't you dare? Come out and see if I kill you with one knife!" Li Meng laughed loudly.

"Take me on horse!" Zhang Ji groaned, slapped his spear to the ground, and shouted sternly.

"Uncle, wait!" At this moment, Zhang Xiu came over with a team of men and said aloud: "Uncle, please stay in the army, see if I take the thief's head!"

"Youwei, why are you..." Zhang Ji couldn't help but stare at Zhang Xiu, and looked at the soldiers behind him, and finally turned into a helpless smile and nodded, "Be careful, Li Meng is not very capable, but he is good at using tricks, so you must be careful!"

"Uncle, don't worry!" Zhang Xiu smiled arrogantly. He was known as the King of Guns in the North. In the past, no one in the Western Liang army except the former No. 1 general Hua Xiong. Now that time has changed, Hua Xiong is dead. After years of hard work, Zhang Xiu's martial arts have improved a lot more than before. Even now, Fan Chou, the number one general in Xiliang, would not be afraid if he really fought. How could he take Li Meng seriously?

The soldiers had already opened the gate, and Zhang Xiu directly flocked out with the soldiers he had gathered and set up a formation outside the gate.

On the other hand, when Li Meng saw Zhang Ji's successful and aggressive fight, he thought in his heart that Zhang Ji was not weak in his hands. In Fan Chou's army, he was the most capable of it. Although he was arrogant, he was unsure and secretly ordered his subordinates: "I will attract Zhang Ji to the front of the formation later. You don't need to hesitate. Just listen to my orders and wait until I say killing. Then come and work with me to kill Zhang Ji."

The voice was very small, and only a few people nearby could hear it. These people were Li Meng's confidants. They were used to being Li Meng's tyrants on weekdays. When they heard this, they had no resistance at all. They nodded and agreed. They just waited for Zhang Ji to come and then took action together. Although this would affect morale, as long as Zhang Ji could be killed, there would be no leader in the military camp. So what if the morale was reduced?

As soon as everyone nodded and agreed, they saw that the gate was wide open. A young general jumped out with a steel gun in his hand and came to the front of the two armies, but it was not Zhang Ji.

Li Meng saw the appearance of the visitor clearly, but his heart was sank. As Zhang Ji's nephew, Zhang Xiu had caused trouble in the past. He had a lot of skills and had already been favored by Dong Zhuo at the beginning. If Dong Zhuo had not died early, Zhang Xiu would definitely have a place among the generals of Xiliang.

This kid is still growing to the peak now, but his first-hand martial arts are rare. At least Li Meng asked himself that he is not an opponent. According to the evaluation of the imperial system, Zhang Xiu's martial arts value is now around 85, while Li Meng's martial arts value is 78. Although the difference in data is only 7 points, this is already a gap in realm, the distance between second-rate and first-rate.

The most important thing is that even if Li Meng killed Zhang Xiu, Zhang Ji would still be in the army, which would at most make them lose some morale. His excitement would be a complete failure.

Zhang Xiu didn't know the colorful in Li Meng's heart. After making the formation, he came to the front of the two armies. He pointed the steel gun in his hand and said loudly: "Help the evil man, why don't you come and die soon. I just missed a chamber pot. Although you are ugly, it's a good one. Please send it to me quickly!"

"Bastard!" Li Meng's face turned black, but she refused to come forward. This kid had no difficulty in fighting every day. Now that the two sides are hostile, he doesn't think Zhang Xiu would be polite to him.

Now Zhang Xiu is in a high spirit. With Zhang Jizai, he has not been alone, and naturally he does not have the calmness of the princes in the future. Seeing Li Meng delaying coming to fight, he circling in front of the two armies, the words that popped out of his mouth were so ugly. Not to mention Li Meng, even the generals behind him, as long as they know each other, they have greeted the eighteen generations of female members, which makes the generals wish they could swallow this little boy without saying anything.

Li Meng was a little confused at this moment. He was still confident in dealing with Zhang Ji, but to be honest, he was really scared.

Not up? Don't want morale.

"General, just a little boy with a yellow mouth, see me go and take his dog's head!" Just when Li Meng was in a dilemma, a fierce general behind him shouted loudly in poor Chinese language. After saying that, he directly urged the horse to rush towards Zhang Xiu.

Li Meng breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, the appearance of this person broke Li Meng's embarrassment.

The man held no ordinary weapon in his hand, but a mace. This man was not a Han, but a Qiang general. There were many Qiang people in the Western Liang army, and this man was a brave man among the Qiang people.

Zhang Xiu did not wait for Li Meng, but waited for a Qiang general. He looked at the mace held by the other party in his hand and frowned slightly. The mace was of great weight. The other party held it in his hand but was as if nothing was in it. This person was probably very strong, so he should break it with cleverness.

The Qiang general came up, without saying a word, swung his mace and smashed it towards Zhang Xiu's head.

Zhang Xiu pointed the steel gun in his hand and pointed it forward, just above a node of the mace, which was a bit similar to the principle of leverage. This is not a blind spot. Originally, tens of the strength were immediately divided into two parts, and both sides were pressed down. With the fulcrum of the spear tip, it was equivalent to the Qiang General using his own strength to compete with him. The more powerful the strength he had to take, he had to take, but Zhang Xiu did not spend too much effort.

The tiger's mouth was numb, and the mace in his hand could hardly be held. Zhang Xiu took the opportunity to squeeze his legs into the horse's belly, and the war horse under his crotch neighed, jumped forward, and withdrew his spear. The Qiang general who was competing with him could not hold back and almost fell from the horse's back.

"Rude, look at the gun!" Zhang Xiu didn't give the other party a chance. He pulled the reins and stabbed the steel gun in his hand and stabbed it out. Before he finished speaking, the cold steel gun had already been retracted with a bunch of blood. The Qiang general stared at Zhang Xiu in shock. The mace tightly held in his hand had fallen to the ground. He held his neck tightly with both hands. The red blood kept oozing out of his fingers. He opened his mouth unwillingly, and after making a few roars that were not as loud as a human voice, he finally fell down.

After waved his hand, a soldier came up and dragged away the war horse and the mace. Zhang Xiu pointed the steel gun in his hand at Li Meng and laughed loudly: "Old dog Li Meng, are you all such wine bags in your army?"

Li Meng's face seemed to be darker. Looking at Zhang Xiu, who was showing off his might, Li Meng turned his head to look at the group of timid generals around him, and snorted coldly: "Archer, shoot me!"
Chapter completed!