Chapter 6: One person, one knife, blood flowing forever

Kill one person in three steps without stopping.

The long knife in Zhao Yu's palm was dripping with blood, and headless corpses were everywhere around him. His face was indifferent and his expression was cold.

This murderous intent has reached an indescribable level. Every time he kills someone, his heart becomes colder. In the end, I was like a bystander, my hands kept moving, but my heart was as calm as still water.

So far, nearly eight hundred Tatar knights have died in the hands of Zhao Yu. In just a few days, many generals who had fought all their lives could not compare to him in accomplishing such massacres with his own hands.

While killing, Zhao Yu's extremely powerful skills were fully put into practice. What is Kung Fu? Since ancient times, our ancestors have overcome thorns and thorns, fought against wild beasts, fought against nature, and fought against heaven and earth. Kung Fu is used for killing and fighting.

Only in the midst of killing and fighting can one fully appreciate the true meaning of Kung Fu.

Kung Fu is like a wild beast, and the martial ethics that Master once told him are the ropes that bind this beast. But now, Zhao Yu is like a wild beast that has escaped the reins, revealing the true nature of kung fu.

Because when killing these Tatars, he will not have any slightest psychological burden. Because he felt that what he killed was a wild beast. Because the hatred between parents is irreconcilable!

During this process, the anger in his heart gradually exploded. At the same time, I also have a deeper understanding of kung fu. The murderous aura is boiling, and the energy and blood are high. In just a few days, his ability has been improved to another level.

Fighting is the ultimate shortcut to improve kung fu!

It was morning, and the sun had just risen within three rods.

After being busy for most of the night last night and only resting for an hour, Zhao Yu felt energetic and went out to hunt again. Those Tatars are his prey.

His body has been trained to such a state that it is almost otherworldly. Long-lasting energy and full of spirit. If he could rest for an hour every day, he would be able to fully recover all the energy and energy he had consumed, not to mention his extraordinary physique.

As soon as the sky lightened up, just when the Tatar scouts were handing over the mission, Zhao Yu was dispatched. In two hours, several teams of scouts and knights all died in his hands.

However, according to Zhao Yu's estimation, the Tatars may be unable to bear it any longer.

How could a ferocious barbarian tribe like the Tatars, who had developed the air of a proud warrior over the years, tolerate a ghost wandering around?

Previously, I was not sure of the details and did not dare to attack rashly. But so many people died in just a few days. Even if the details were uncertain, it was time to come out.

Zhao Yu shook the sword in his palm that he had just snatched from the Tatar scout, and raised his head slightly. He had clearly felt the vibrations on the ground.

That's not a movement that twenty riders can make, at least a thousand riders!

And based on the experience gained from playing hide and seek with the Tatars in the past few days, he could roughly estimate the distance between these cavalry and himself - at least five miles, and at most six and a half miles. and the speed at which these cavalry were traveling.

At this speed, it would take about half a stick of incense for these cavalry to appear in sight.

Zhao Yu found a horse corpse and sat down on it.

Holding a sword in one hand, although the whole person is sitting, he is extremely upright. Just like a stone sculpture, motionless.

In the past few days, every time a group of Tatar cavalry was slaughtered, the sword would be scrapped. Pick up new ones every time. This made Zhao Yu a little unhappy. Roughly estimate when to get a good knife or a good weapon.

The material must be tough enough to withstand abuse. The blade must be sharp enough so that it can cut melons and vegetables better. It's best to be heavy enough. This combat knife only weighs more than ten kilograms. It is as light as straw in the hand and feels nothing.

Zhao Yu sat upright with the horse corpse on his pillow, just waiting for the Tatar army to arrive. A mere team of scouts and twenty cavalry were not enough to kill him. Every time, I still feel unfinished, and when I find the next wave of scouts, the passion dissipates, and I am always left feeling empty and unsatisfied.

Anyway, I estimate that the Tatar brigade will come out to cause trouble for him. If this is the case, they will be killed!

Killing big soldiers every day is enough. It's time to kill a general to soothe his mood.

As Zhao Yu guessed, after about half a stick of incense, a black line appeared in his eyes. The black line rolled up bursts of smoke and dust, rising ten feet high and billowing like a tidal wave.

Zhao Yu stood up.

With a slight leap, he jumped off the horse corpse, stretched out a finger, and flicked the blade of the knife. With a buzzing sound, the sword made a crisp sound.

Then he dragged the sword backwards and strolled through the courtyard, facing the cavalry that came like a tide, and strode over.

The pace is getting faster and faster, first one step, ordinary. At the distance of three hundred steps, it was already one step at a time. At the distance of one hundred and fifty steps, it is already two feet per step!

The faces of those Tatar cavalry were clearly reflected in Zhao Yu's eyes. Zhao Yu's eyes never fluctuated at all, just like an ancient well with no ripples in a deep spring.

Among the front row of Tatar cavalry like a tide, a burly general wearing golden armor caught Zhao Yu's attention.

"The wait was not in vain."

Zhao Yu smiled softly and was extremely calm: "My father and my mother have spirits in heaven. Only the heads of the Tatar generals and Tatar emperors are qualified to be placed on the altar!"

When Hauge led his troops out of the camp, they first found a killing ground, which was Zhao Yu's first business this morning. Then he found a second place, so he followed the direction of Zhao Yu's killing and chased him all the way.

I saw a figure in the distance, holding a sword, stepping towards him from a killing field. Hauge had some doubts in his heart. He was riding on horseback, looking down from a high position, and could clearly see horse and human corpses scattered in the distance. That is undoubtedly their scout!

But what kind of character is this person coming up to?

He never thought for a moment that it was such a person who caused the losses of nearly three Niulu in the past few days!

All I know is that this man was probably injured, abandoned by his companions, and left here. He did not believe that there was such a person who could kill those elite scouts by himself.

There must be a force of soldiers and horses, maybe not many, but they must be the best among the best!

The descendants of Boar Skin still know something about the colorful country of the Central Plains. The Central Plains is vast and rich in resources, and since ancient times, there has never been a shortage of elites. Maybe the Ming Dynasty has decayed, but there are still three pounds of nails in the rotten ship!

For example, Ye Zhupi likes to read The Romance of the Three Kingdoms and regards it as a military guiding ideology. Huang Taiji and his son Hauge have also read this Han people's "military secret book".

Thinking back thousands of years ago, during the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period, there were many elite military units. Such as being trapped in a camp! There are not many people in the trapped camp, but they can move across the battlefield and outnumber the cavalry with infantry units.

Therefore, Hauge guessed that it must be an elite group under a certain Ming Dynasty general who broke into the rear, intending to harass and contain his Qing army in this way.

Just as elite as Qi Jiguang's army decades ago! Even more elite!

But there must not be many people!

Therefore, Hauge is confident that with the five elite cavalrymen in his hands, he can keep all these Han barbarians behind!

But what surprised Hauge was that the Han barbarian, who he thought was injured and abandoned, acted unexpectedly quickly! At a distance of several hundred steps, it is impossible for two cavalrymen to meet each other so quickly. As a barbarian who started out as a mounted archer, Haug could easily calculate the time of engagement during the charge. .

The distance was still far before, and the person's speed could not be clearly seen. When he saw that he was within fifty steps, he was shocked to find that the person was three to four feet away with one step.

In one breath and in the blink of an eye, he took five or six steps!

It's like lightning!

Hauge suddenly felt horrified, and a thought occurred to him-could it be that this person was responsible for the tragedies of the past few days? Like generals like Lu Bu and Guan Yu in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? !

He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and shouted: "Kill!"

Then with a clang, he raised the sword in his palm!

That person is already in front of you!

He didn't have time to say anything more.

Then I felt a blur in front of my eyes, a light touch in my hand, and then I seemed to fly up, and I actually saw my own back!

Zhao Yu jumped up, reached out and grabbed the sword of the golden-armored general, and with a swoop, he beheaded him. Then he grabbed the fluffy hair, parted it around his waist, and hung his head on his waist. .

The weight of the sword snatched in the palm was obviously more comfortable, and then he swung a light wheel, and within a circle with the radius of his arm span plus the length of the sword, seven or eight heads shot up to the sky at the same time.

The war horses rushed out carrying the headless corpse.

Zhao Yu pointed his toes, tilted the head of a cavalryman who rushed past him, and landed on the horse's back. With a flick of his arm, he brushed the corpse off the horse.

Then, like a bright moon, the sword light rotated, releasing cold flowers, bringing with it puffs of bright blood and ignorant heads!

Fifteen hundred riders, not to mention ten thousand horses, but also an army of thousands. In this kind of military formation, Zhao Yu would never fight stupidly on the ground!

Allowing those cavalry to charge into each other would double their physical strength, which was not a smart choice.

Zhao Yu had never ridden a horse before, but he had ridden a red deer in the mountains. However, with his ability to control his body and strength, learning to ride a horse is easy.

Ancient generals, the more powerful they were, the stronger their riding skills were. This is not just because of their talent, but because they are powerful enough. Their control over the body, control over force, and control over balance are all very powerful to a considerable extent.

Therefore, he can kill all over the place.

As for Zhao Yu, his cultivation level is unprecedented. Before the acupoints were opened, Taoist Qingyun compared him to King Chu Ba. After opening up the acupoints, I am afraid that Chu Overlord will be inferior.

So in the past few days, I killed generals and captured many horses. In the process of hide-and-seek with the Tatars, I also practiced this riding skill.