Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

Su Yun drank a lot of wine last night, and now he woke up a little drunk.

Hearing that the Turks were coming again, he hurriedly rushed out with his sword in hand.

As a result, as soon as he rushed outside the village, he was dumbfounded.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and my head suddenly became clearer.

"Run... run..."

Liu Yong looked cold, "Where are you going, cavalry of this size will surround the village before mopping up, and there is no telling where to aim the crossbow arrows."

"Then what do we do?"

Su Yun could only feel his legs trembling involuntarily.

"It's a big deal to fight them!" One person said.

An eagle fluttered its wings, drew a graceful arc in the air, and flew past their heads.

Then it landed on the arm of a tall man.

The Turkic cavalry slowed down, like a huge beast.

Appearing suddenly in front of everyone, the huge body exudes a depressing atmosphere, giving people a feeling of being out of breath.

The leader stopped the team, staring at Liu Yong who was closest to him with fierce eyes.

Liu Yong held a saber and stood outside the crowd.

In Turkic, he said, "I think we can talk!"

"What are you talking about?" The leader's voice was hoarse.

"Please give us a fair chance to fight! Die on the real battlefield instead of letting your subordinates rush forward, that is not a real warrior."

The leader took off his helmet, his eyes looked like a rattlesnake, and said slowly.

"Well said, but what I regret for you is that in the face of force, you simply don't look enough."

"A warrior in the desert fears no one."

The Turkic language spoken by the leader suddenly became the Central Plains language that the villagers could understand.

"I'll give you a fair chance."

His eyes fell on Liu Yong, "If you can defeat him, I will let half of the people in this village go."

Among the Turks, a strong man in heavy armor got off his horse.

He was carrying two small hammers in his hand.

Commonly known as the small gourd, the head is in the shape of a garlic petal, and the whole is oval.

The hearts of the villagers were raised one after another, without saying a word, they stared at Liu Yong with all their attention.

"Fair ass!" a man cursed in a low voice.

The strong Turkic man is wearing heavy armor, which is not something that can be hurt by ordinary swords.

Unless it is a heavy enough weapon such as a hammer or an iron mace to break the bones through the armor.

And Liu Yong didn't have any armor on his whole body, and the strong man looked like a strong man.

Liu Yong was hit by the little golden melon, probably his bones would be broken, and he lost his combat power immediately.

"I hope you will not break your promise!"

After speaking, Liu Yong held the scabbard in one hand and the handle in the other.

His palms were sweaty but steady.

The hand holding the knife did not make any unnecessary movements.

Like an arrow ready to go, it shot out suddenly.

clang! !

The crisp and deafening sound of metal collisions spread.

Liu Yong's arm was numb and his heart was startled.

The strength of this Turkic man is truly terrifying.

The Turkic man swung his right hammer, causing the cold wind to howl.

Liu Yong jumped back.

The Turkic man rushed forward, like a moving wall.

Liu Yong took a step back and slashed down with his knife.

Turkic Khan lifted the pumpkin up to block it, and with a "click", it blocked his knife.

Liu Yong turned and kicked the opponent's calf, but it seemed that he had kicked a stone wall.

The two sides came and went, making more than 20 moves.

Relying on his agility, Liu Yong slashed the Turkic man several times.

However, most of them were blocked by the heavy armor on the man's body, and only some joints were injured by stab wounds.

It's just that the inside is also covered with soft armor, which doesn't cause much damage.

Liu Yong gradually became exhausted.

The Turkic man took the opportunity to shake off his saber, dropped the little pumpkin and hugged Liu Yong's waist with a short body, and slammed into the thick Populus euphratica tree beside him bitterly.

With a "bang", the huge force hit Liu Yong's eyes, and he almost fainted.

Everyone was terrified, as if their hearts were going to fly out in the next second.

Turkic Khan stood up and punched him.

Liu Yong didn't have time to dodge, puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The spout of blood was just right, covering the Turkic man's sight.

Liu Yong took the opportunity to hook his neck.

Facing the Turkic Khan who is all in heavy armor, the only breakthrough is his head.

Liu Yong twisted his head, pinched his veins with his fingertips, twisted and fell.

He used the superior technique of wrestling.

The big man twisted his body in the air and let out a shrill scream.

It fell to the ground with a "bang".

The Turkic Khan continued to beat Liu Yong's abdomen with his fists.

Liu Yong's face was livid, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his mouth.

Abandoning the opponent's neck, he poked at the opponent's eyeball instead.

There were heart-piercing screams that made people shudder.

Su Yun, who had regained a little composure at the scene, felt weak again.

Not long after, the Turkic man fell to the ground without making a sound.

Liu Yong struggled to get up and wiped the blood from his mouth.

After taking a breath, he said slowly, "I won! You mean what you say."

The corner of the leader's mouth slightly curled up: "Of course, I will let half of the villagers here go, but the other half..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Yong said: "Come again, if I still win, this time bet on the other half!"

"Good! Have guts."

The leader looked a little more admiringly, "Have you ever been a soldier?"

"Liu Yong from the Xiaoqi Battalion, joined the army, participated in 110 battles and was wounded eleven times."

"I admire outstanding soldiers, and I will give you a chance to submit to me."

"Wait until you can beat the knife in my hand."

Liu Yong picked up the dropped Saber, "Next!"

So handsome! !

Standing in the crowd, Chen Chusheng was very excited, staring at Liu Yong's back.

At that moment, all heroes who serve the country and the people in martial arts novels have found a template.

This is the real hero.

A man with a long knife came out

He had a gloomy look, his eyes were cold and radiant, exuding a murderous air.

Liu Yong let out a roar and shot again.

The gloomy man seemed to know that Liu Yong was just returning to the light, and avoided Liu Yong's mad attack.

Sure enough, without a few tricks, Liu Yong lacked stamina.

The gloomy man shook his left hand, and the wind blew violently.

Countless fire points flew out of the sleeve, and the black mist rolled.

There was only a loud bang, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Liu Yong didn't expect that the gloomy man would use such a move to attack himself.

Although the reaction was fairly quick, it was still affected.

His body flew out heavily as if he had been hit by a hammer head-on.

"mean!"

Su Yun couldn't help but said.

The gloomy man took the opportunity to step forward with a knife, and slashed down with a knife.

Liu Yong struggled and dodged, the blade cut into his left shoulder.

Liu Yong grabbed the knife tightly and kicked with both feet.

Only then did he narrowly escape the fatal blow.

Liu Yong grabbed the gloomy man's knife.

With a twist of his waist, he made a backhand blow like a whirlwind.

The gloomy man raised his arm to defend, and his arm was tied with hard armor.

However, when Liu Yong slashed out with the knife, his elbow turned slightly inward.

Avoiding the hard armor, the gloomy man screamed.

All five fingers were chopped off.

With a sliding shovel, Liu Yong pierced the opponent's crotch with the knife.

Really won! ?

It wasn't until the gloomy man stopped screaming that Su Yun believed the fact in front of him.

It's saved, it's saved.

All the villagers had an idea in their minds.