Rebirth of the Three Kingdoms: I help Lao Cao fight the country

There are more than two feet from the head to the tail, and eight feet from the hoof to the back.

The ears are like cut bamboo, and the eyes are like pearls.

The four hoofs are as bright as iron cannons, and the whole body is like yellow brocade without half a hair.

You can tell at a glance that it is a good thousand-mile horse.

Even Cao Ang, who was dressed in system equipment, was envious when he saw Han Qiong's equipment.

Not to mention the comparison of this equipment with my own, at least it is comparable to Lu Bu's full set of equipment.

Cao Ang said to the people around him: "Everyone, don't go out for the time being, I will meet the Hebei Golden Sword King first!"

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Chapter 282 Our Family Has Many Children

Seeing Dian Wei and Lu Bu, who had no hope of fighting, their expressions were very helpless. If they were replaced by others, they still had a chance of earning a living.

But only Cao Ang, who calls him the master!

They had to suppress their temper and stay behind to watch the battle.

Cao Ang's mount, Huleibao, has gained a lot of weight recently.

With small steps, it wobbled to Han Qiongma not far away.

Facing the yellow puma that Han Qiong sat down on, he played a flute.

Huang Puma didn't have the slightest liking for this flamboyant guy, and showed a trace of disdain in his very anthropomorphic eyes.

Cao Ang didn't even take out his weapon, first he clasped his fist politely:

"If you dare to ask your Excellency, it is Han Qiong, old general Han!"

Han Qiong also noticed this unattractive young man.

He is not tall and looks average, but this golden armor is still a bit worth seeing.

Looking at the war horse under his crotch, it's not too expensive, and it's a little fat.

The most outstanding thing is the long spear he put on the winning hook. A coiled dragon is carved on the gun lifelike, and the whole body is gilded, which is not ordinary at first glance.

Han Qiong obviously didn't like Cao Ang in front of him, and said with disdain:

"Boy, who are you? This old man is a nameless ghost who can't die under a golden knife. You go to exchange for Lu Bu. A famous person like Dian Wei comes here. I don't know as much as you doll!"

Being ignored by others, even Cao Ang, who was as thick as a city wall, couldn't help it.

"Ahem! My surname is Cao, my name is Ang, and my name is Zixiu, but I don't know if you have heard of the old general?"

Han Qiong's eyes, which were originally squinted into a slit, suddenly widened: "What are you going to say, you are the son of the old man Cao thief, Cao Ang!"

"Old man, this is your fault. I yelled at you one by one, but you spoke so rudely. What's the reason?"

"Hmph! It depends on who the other party is if you speak badly. If you are someone else, the old man may speak nicely, but you, a rebellious son of the Cao family, are a scum that everyone can punish just like your father. I don't even bother talking to you!"

Being implicated by Lao Cao's reputation is not once or twice.

Cao Ang is basically immune to this.

Han Qiong continued to ask: "Little thief, since you are the general of Cao Jun, you must know who killed my nephew Han Meng?"

This one really stumped Cao Ang.

Han Meng's death was first shot by an arrow in the forehead, and then he was chopped into a meat paste. It is really difficult to find a murderer!

"I want to say that your nephew died in the rebellion, you won't believe it!"

Old Han Qiong's face was livid with anger: "Since you died in the rebellion, don't blame the old man for taking your whole army to be buried with you!"

"Then according to the old general, do we have to fight?"

"Little thief, what are you talking about? I will destroy you first, and then destroy your entire army. Let's see if your father who is a thief is not hurt!"

Cao Ang originally still had a heart of respecting the old and loving the young, but Han Qiong didn't appreciate it, and yelled one thief at a time.

It also aroused the nature of Cao Ang's local ruffian:

"Old man, you don't know what's good when you talk nicely to you, since you want to go down to find your bastard nephew, then I'll let you do it!"

After learning about Han Meng's atrocities.

Cao Ang became murderous towards him, and this time he cut his body into thousands of pieces, and he did it on purpose.

Otherwise, I would feel sorry for the ordinary people who died tragically at the hands of Han Meng.

Cao Ang's old man directly angered Han Qiong.

Just now Cao Ang yelled one old general and one you, but Han Qiong remained indifferent.

But it was this "old man" that completely angered him.

"Good boy, if you say that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can make holes, you really deserve to be the son of Cao thief. You are full of foul language, just like your shameless father. People like you To live in this world is to waste food, and today this old man will fulfill you, little thief, take your life!"

Han Qiong didn't wait for the draft to take off his weapon, and raised his hand to slash the mountain and the mountain with one move, directly slashing Cao Ang's face.

Cao Ang flicked the reins of his war horse, barely avoiding this move.

"Old man, do you still have a little martial arts! Did you shoot without saying hello?"

"Treat such thieves and grandchildren, a villain that everyone can kill, and a fart of martial arts, look at the sword!"

As he spoke, he slashed with a knife again.

The force was so great that I wished I could cut Cao Ang into two pieces with one stroke.

Facing the vicious Han Qiong, Cao Ang didn't dare to be careless, and quickly took out the bloodthirsty dragon gun, and fought with Han Qiong.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert stretches out his hand, he will know if it is there.

After a few simple tricks, Cao Ang knew that Han Qiong's nickname of Hebei Golden Sword King was not for nothing.

Don't look at this old man who looks to be in his sixties, but his skills are absolutely superb.

Moreover, the saber technique is swift and fierce, powerful and heavy, and the saber cannot leave Cao Ang's vital points, which is not like what an old man with a frail age can display.

Fortunately, today's Cao Ang can be regarded as experienced in many battles, and his kung fu is not inferior to him in the slightest.

The two of you come and go, and a dozen rounds pass in the blink of an eye.

The golden knife and the golden spear collided with each other, like striking iron, neither of them could do anything to the other in a short period of time, and the two sides fought evenly.

Han Qiong was horrified. It was rare for him to meet an opponent in his life, and it was even rarer to see a young man as powerful as Cao Ang.

Even though he was an enemy fighting with his life, he had to admire that Cao Cao had indeed given birth to a good son.

It's just that I admire Cao Ang in my heart. After all, this is a battlefield where both sides are mortal enemies.

"I didn't expect you, a little bastard, to have some tricks. I don't know what kind of shit luck the old thief Cao Cao has had a son like you!"

"Bah! Old man, don't use your tongue, it's better luck than you, an old dog with no offspring!"

Cao Ang was also scolded by Han Qiong in a hurry, and he didn't say anything.

All the ugly words slipped out of his mouth.

Don't slap people in the face when you hit someone, and don't expose your shortcomings when you scold someone. Cao Ang's words undoubtedly met Han Qiong's backlash again.

In pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts, Han Qiong missed the best golden age of a man.

When he recalled it, he was almost sixty years old, and he had no intention of marrying a wife.

That's why he has no heirs, which is why he regards Han Meng as his own.

Now being touched by Cao Ang, it is no wonder that he is not angry.

Han Qiong yelled angrily: "Little bastard, what a vicious mouth! I'll see if I tear up your broken mouth today! If I kill you again, Cao Cao will feel the pain of losing a child!"

In a fit of rage, he slashed at Cao Ang's waist again.

Cao Ang raised the spear in his hand to block Han Qiong's golden knife, but Han Qiong's force was so strong that Cao Ang's hands went numb.

But even so, he still didn't know what to do:

"I'm sorry, our family only has many sons. Even if the young master dies, there are still about twenty more. What can you do to me!"

"you……!"

"What are you! You gave birth without an ass hole! Ah! Slip of the tongue, I forgot that you don't have that function!"

"you……!"

"You, you, you! Why don't you have children? Are you the one who can't do it? Shall I introduce you to some old Chinese medicine practitioners! One shot will work! Guarantee your revival!"

Han Qiong was furious with the three corpses: "You...boy!..."

"You old trash, can't you be a eunuch? No, eunuchs don't grow beards. Why can't you give birth? Just tell me!"

Han Qiong: "..."

What he wanted to say, was slammed back by Cao Angru's machine gun words one after another.

He was also scolded bloody.

The outspoken Han Qiong almost didn't come up, and vomited blood while holding the saddle!

The most taboo thing on the battlefield is being restless and unable to concentrate on fighting the enemy.

Even the Hebei Golden Sword King can hardly escape this law. Cao Ang seized the opportunity and stabbed three times in a row.

Han Qiong, who was in a mess, was inattentive, and a hole was torn open by Cao Ang's bloodthirsty dragon gun on his thigh.

The blood instantly stained Han Qiong's battle skirt red.

Chapter 283 If You Can't Fight, Save Your Life

If ordinary people suffer such injuries, even if they don't fall off their horses, they will lose their ability to fight.

But who is Han Qiong.

He has gone through countless battles in his life, and there are too many scars on his body to count.

This little injury was really nothing to him.

Not only that, this shot also woke him up completely.

All in all, Cao Ang's shot not only did not make Han Qiong lose his combat ability, but instead aroused his fighting spirit that had not been stimulated for many years.

Han Qiong laughed wildly and said:

"Good boy! Cao Ang, this old man really underestimated you. Not only are you skilled twice, but you are also quick-witted enough to use tricks against this old man. It's ridiculous that this old man almost fell for your tricks and lost his mind! Almost capsized in the gutter! Good, good! Your boy has completely angered the old man this time, you just wait for the horse leather shroud!"

"Don't brag there, you old man. You should take care of yourself first. As for the wound on your leg, if you don't deal with it in time, I don't need to do it. Bleeding will kill you too! I don't want to take care of you!" It’s cheap, you went back and bandaged the wound, let’s fight again when we come back!”

Although he is an enemy, Cao Ang also admires him.

If it weren't for the unavoidable hatred of Han Meng between the two of them, which could not be resolved, Cao Ang really wanted to try to see if he could be gathered under the tent.

At Han Qiong's age, he can still dominate the battlefield. The most rare thing is that even though he was seriously injured, he still acted like a normal person.

It was as if the gun had stabbed someone else in the leg.

This alone is impressive enough.

Han Qiong was full of indifference: "I don't need you, a little bastard, to worry about the life and death of the old man. The old man is confident that he will kill your life before shedding the last drop of blood. You should think more about yourself!"

While speaking, Han Qiong's boots touched the belly of the horse.

Huang Puma and his master were in the same mind, so he jumped up to Cao Ang.

The golden knife in Han Qiong's hand was more violent than before, and he slashed towards Cao Ang with his shoulders and back.

Cao Ang leaned back, dodged the knife, then got up, and used the big gun in his inertial hand to move the dragon out of the sea, heading straight for Han Qiong's heart.

With one side of Han Qiong's body, he dodged the stabbing spear head, and with a backhand, he went straight to the head of Hu Leibao's horse under Cao Ang's seat.

How could Cao Ang tell him to hurt his beloved horse, and hurriedly drew his gun to block it.

Little did he know that Han Qiong's move was a false move, the sword suddenly changed direction and came towards Cao Ang's arm.

Seeing that this move was difficult to avoid, Cao Ang twisted his body forcefully.

It's a pity that Han Qiong changed his move too fast, which was completely unexpected by Cao Ang.

In the end, his dodging speed was still a little slower, and his arm was cut open by the tip of the golden knife. Although the wound was not big, there was still blood flowing out.