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Forty-six-two, the fighting power of the red lady

A big stone broke into the chest!

Wang Er felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his qi and blood surged. Although the hammer was blocked by the stone slab, a small part of the force still came through the stone, which made him feel very uncomfortable. The opponent's strength also made him secretly frightened. This was really not a guy who was easy to mess with.

Wang Er shouted loudly: "Don't bully me, it's not easy!" He raised his toes, picked up the iron rod on the ground, and grabbed it with both hands. At this time, Meng Changshui's sledgehammer hit him again. Wang Er roared, waved the iron rod, and smashed it back with the same action.

There was a loud "date" sound, and the hammers and sticks hit each other. Two huge forces intersected, Wang Er retreated half a step, and Meng Changshui took three steps. It seems that Wang Er won more than one step compared to strength. You should know that the hammer itself is very heavy, and the iron stick in Wang Er's hand is much lighter than the hammer. If the two weapons fight head-on, heavier weapons will definitely have the advantage, but Wang Er actually has the advantage, which is very telling.

Meng Changshui was stunned, feeling the hammer-holding hands were numb, and exclaimed: "Ge, I have such a lot of strength!"

Wang Er smiled and said, "I'm not only strong!" The iron stick in his hand swept across. His stick was not only powerful, but also fast. He used the stick technique on Shaanxi Red Fist. Although it was powerful, the moves were useless. There were still two or three behind him. Meng Changshui felt it was powerful and dared not use a hammer to block it hard. He radiated his body back and avoided his peak for the time being.

The so-called "one retreat to break through all things" is that no matter what moves you make, you can break it cleanly by taking one step back.

However, how could a person with high martial arts be allowed to retreat easily? Wang Er took a big step forward, and then smashed the iron stick in his hand and head-on. However, just as he took this step, he suddenly felt a trip under his feet. It turned out that this was not flat ground, with rocks and vines on the ground. When Meng Changshui retreated, he had a spirit at his feet. This is also the characteristic of almost all Sichuan soldiers and generals. When they fought in the mountains, they rarely missed their feet.

But Wang Er didn't have this habit. He kicked the stone and destroyed the balance. The stick in his hand suddenly swung a little lighter. Meng Changshui hit the hammer and the local strike, which swung the iron stick in his hand backwards.

Wang Er shouted: "Hey, it's so evil!"

At this time, the other two of the three brothers of the Meng family rushed over. Meng Changsheng used an iron spear and wanted to help his boss deal with Wang Er, but Yingshanhong jumped out next to him and caught Meng Changsheng and made a ping-pong sound.

Meng Changxing, the last of the three brothers of the Meng family, put his target on Hong Niangzi. This man is different from his two brothers. He is relatively short and is not a power-type general. He prefers skill-based combat. His weapons are also fun. They are a pair of double hooks, with a total length of two feet and eight inches, which is only two inches shorter than Hong Niangzi's three-foot Qingfeng sword, but they are much richer in functions.

Only Sichuan generals prefer to use strange weapons like this. Most generals in the Central Plains use guns because when riding on horseback, long spears have natural advantages. However, the terrain in the middle of Sichuan is complex, and many generals are infantry generals. Moreover, the combat formation in the middle of Sichuan is often useless. Once they fight, they will fight around the mountains and wilderness. Generals often cannot hide behind and watch the show. They are often brought into battle by several enemy soldiers who suddenly jump out of the valley. Therefore, Sichuan generals' personal abilities are also stronger than many generals in the Central Plains.

This is not obvious among the Han generals, but especially among the army of ethnic minorities. For example, Qin Liangyu, a famous general of the Tujia clan of Shizhu, was a woman, but a white spear was very good. According to various historical records, she often charged into battle. When a white spear was opened, she was like pear blossoms flying, which was extremely powerful. Her son Ma Xianglin was also a brave general who dared to fight. She was nicknamed Xiao Ma Chao in the army. During the Battle of Hunhe, he was blinded by the enemy's arrows. He drew his arrows and rode his horse to chase the thieves, bravely retreated to the enemy, and later called a one-eyed horse... The generals of the Central Plains have been playing for hundreds of years, but Sichuan soldiers and ethnic minorities often use this kind of fighting style. It is not a joke to say a word.

The third son of the Meng family rushed forward, stretched forward with a pair of double hooks, and then took Hongniang over. At this time, Hongniang was swinging his sword and chopping a group of Sichuan soldiers to run away in the arms. Suddenly, two Qimen weapons were stretched out next to her, which shocked her. When Dingqing looked at it, she was short and thin man less than six feet tall, with yellow and black skin and extremely poor temperament, but the pair of hooks on her hands were flexible and changeable. She forced her back with just one move. Don't underestimate her.

Both sides didn't talk, and one of them flew away and fought again. The kind of nonsense that would ask the other party who was, say a few provocative words, despise the opponent, or something, is the plot of a fantasy novel. In a real battle of chaos, when you see the enemy, you will fight life and death, but you are not in the mood to say nonsense like "I'll let you two moves" and "You actually have the courage to mess with me". What both sides would say is often short words like: "Kill you! Die!", such as short words that would make you angry when you make a move.

Hongniang stabbed out with a sword, and Meng Changxing used the hook of his right hand to catch it. The hook hit the Hongniang's sword. Both sides had skillful fighting styles. The power was not enough, and it changed its moves as soon as it touched. Hongniang's sword slid down along his hook body, trying to cut his hand holding the hook, but unexpectedly the hook actually had a bracelet. The sword was cut on the bracelet and it was stuck and could not be cut any further.

Meng Changxing laughed wildly, but the hook in his left hand took the opportunity to stretch out forward and poked Hongniang's waist and abdomen. If it was stabbed, Hongniang's intestines would also be hooked out by him. She slid to the side and gently avoided it.

Meng Changxing was waiting for her to slide to the side because he saw a big rock at the foot of Hongniang. If she slid to the side, she would definitely fall. But something strange happened. Hongniang slid over but did not trip on the stone. Instead, he was as relaxed and clever as if he was stepping on the ground, his whole movements were not slow at all.

"Huh?" Before Meng Changxing could figure out what was going on, he saw the toes of Hongniang on the ground, jumping up gently, climbing to the tree next to him with one hand, then turning it over, and actually climbing onto the branches. Then two flying knives shot down from the tree and flew towards Meng Changxing's forehead.

Meng Changxing was quick-witted and swung his hook to open it. Hongniang's sword move was high. She stood on the branch and could not stab the enemy with a sword. In this case, people who had to use guns could attack at will at will on the top of the tree. But Hongniang actually hooked the branches with her legs, hung upside down on the tree, and attacked him with the sword from her head and feet... What's the point? Is there such a fight? Meng Changxing was very angry. Even Sichuan soldiers would not use branches to conduct such attacks. It was incredible. He swung the hook and parried, but immediately found something was wrong. The masters fought, but they didn't just rely on seeing where the opponent's weapons attacked, but they often had to judge the opponent's attack direction from the opponent's eyes, shoulders, waist, and elbows.

This is like when football is playing a penalty kick, the goalkeeper has to look for the beads and wires from the free thrower and predict which corner of the goal to the opponent's penalty kick. It is not a simple knowledge.

If you fight face-to-face, Meng Changxing can guess many of Hongniang's moves based on his experience, but Hongniang hangs upside down, and judges various movements on his head and feet. For example, before a person wants to take action, he raises his elbow first, but now Hongniang wants to make a move, but the elbow sinks down... All movements are adjusted up and down.

Meng Changxing did not investigate for a moment, and made a mistake in his judgment. He was immediately stabbed in the forearm by a sword by Hong Niang. Blood flowed. Fortunately, it did not hurt his muscles and bones, and he would not throw away a hook.

He was angry, shouted loudly, and his body rushed around the back of Hongniang.

When people stand on the ground, it is easier to turn around, but it is a bit difficult to turn around when hanging the branches upside down with their legs. It is much slower than normal turning. When Meng Changxing turned behind Hongniang, she had not had time to turn around. She cheered and hooked her to poke the Hongniang's vest together.

But he really underestimated Hong Niang. Her tight belly suddenly exerted force, and she bent her body with the power of her waist and abdomen, and tilted her body upside down with the power of her abdomen. The difficulty was not unusual. Meng Changxing really didn't expect anyone to make such a strange move in the fierce battle, and the double hooks were gone, making him old.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a little flip in front of me. I didn't know how to jump back to the branch and stood. A sword stabbed from top to bottom and pierced from Meng Changxing's shoulder. If he really stabbed in, he would have to die. Fortunately, there was a piece of shoulder armor on his shoulder, which stopped him. Hongniang's sword only stabbed a few points, but it also stabbed him with severe injuries. Blood on his shoulders rushes out. Several subordinates behind him rushed forward and dragged Meng Changxing and ran away. While running, they shouted: "Citongke is so amazing... rescue the general..."

When Madam Hong saw that the enemy general was stabbed and retreated, but he still had servants to protect him. He knew that he could not kill him, so he did not chase him and caught another Sichuan soldier and started fighting.

Meng Changshui and Meng Changsheng on the other side were already defeated by Wang Er and Yingshanhong's fierce attack. Although they could barely support them using the terrain, there was no good effect if they could hold on. When they heard Meng Changxing's hurt and screaming, they felt panicked and knew that the hill would not be able to be taken down for a while. Then they turned to look at the foot of the mountain and saw that Zhu soldiers were surrounding each other, and eight of the ten ravines were blocked.

Although the soldiers of the Zhu army were not good at fighting in the mountains and forests, their leader Zhu Ba was not a rookie. In this terrain that was unfavorable to the Zhu army, he was still arranged in an orderly manner. The first thing he had to do was to block the Sichuan soldiers' advance and retreat paths and stuff all the ravines that could be used by them with his own team. Anyway, the soldiers of the Zhu army were ten times more powerful than the enemy, and it was no difficulty for the fortress to cut off the nearby ravines.

At this time, the various roads where the Sichuan soldiers could flexibly advance and retreat were being blocked one by one. After a while, the last two ditches were sealed, and they couldn't even walk.

Meng Changshui shouted loudly, threw Wang Er away and retreated, and shouted loudly: "Retreat... They can't catch up with us in the mountains and forests..."
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