Chen Dao laughed loudly and shook his hand. "Yanming, this is a bad word. With your martial arts, it's not easy to deal with Ma Chao, why do I need to raid the formation for you? You are so worried. I am worried that Ma Chao is just a vanguard, and there will be more cavalry behind him. A small conflict may turn into a big melee, so it's better to be prepared. As for Ma Chao, he made a promise to the King of Wu back then, and this time he broke his promise. I'm afraid that he would be sought by others. If Yan Ming had the chance, he should move him with emotion and reason, and not leave any regrets."

Yan Xing sat upright on the horse's back, his spear crossed in front of the saddle, bowing and bowing. "Director Chen reminded me that I will arrange for someone to inform General Zhu. Divine Chen will retreat first. There is a hill five or six miles behind him. Divine Chen can wait there. If I lose, please Divine Chen will respond."

"Good!" Chen Dao returned the favor, and Chuo's spear turned away, with five hundred armored cavalry and one thousand light cavalry following closely.

Yan Xing raised his hand and called Deputy General Ding Meng, asking him to lead the main cavalry to plunder the formation, and take his personal guards to meet Ma Chao. If he could be convinced with reason, of course, it would be better. If it doesn't make sense, he could only take action. Ding Meng waited for the opportunity to move.

Ding Meng bowed to take the order. He was from Lujiang, with a skillful bow and horse, and he also had good spears. The young raider Huai Si made friends with Lu Su. Later, he followed Lu Su to join the army. After acquaintance with Yan Xing, he became a cavalry general. After a few years, he was highly valued by Yan Ming and was already Yan Xing's deputy general.

Yan Xing took two hundred personal guards and trot forward. The north wind was a little strong, and these war horses from Liangzhou seemed to smell the breath of battle, raised their heads and hooves, and were full of energy. The knights also adjusted the swords and bow quiver to the appropriate position. The good shooters held the spear on the side of the saddle, held the bow and adjusted the strings, and prepared to shoot. These knights were all Yan Xing's old subordinates. They followed Yan Xing for many years and knew the grudges between Yan Xing and Ma Chao. They were also very unhappy with Ma Chao's refusal. They felt that he was not only shameless, but also affected the reputation of the entire Xiliang people, making them unable to raise their heads in front of Chen Dao and others, and were determined to teach Ma Chao a good lesson.

While running, both people and horses try to relax. Some raise their spears high and circle in their hands to find a feeling. The light cavalry runs in line on both sides, and the armored cavalry moves forward in the middle. Except for the face armor that has not been put down, the knight has put on all the equipment and enters the state of war.

Having just ran two or three miles, smoke and dust rose in front of him, Yan Xing vaguely saw Ma Chao's battle flag. He looked around and pointed to a land hill not far away. The commander raised his horns and whined the flags. The soldiers holding the flags and waved the battle flags and pointed at the land hills. The knights understood it and ran to the land hills. They were still in the middle of the armoured cavalry, while the light cavalry was cruising under the land hills.

After a while, the sound of horns sounded from a distance. Ma Chao led his troops to arrive. Seeing that Yan Xing occupied the ground, he had no suitable terrain available, so he had to raise his hand and signal the knight to slow down and stop slowly. At the same time, he was on guard to prevent Yan Xing from launching a sudden attack.

The two sides were more than two hundred steps apart. Ma Chao looked at Yan Xing on the earthen hill and felt very complicated. Yan Xing immediately rode on the earthen hill and the sunlight shone from behind. He could not see Yan Xing's face clearly, but he could see the armored cavalry beside him. The armored cavalry centered on the behavior of Yan, spreading along the earthen hill toward the wings, with hundreds of cavalry. The armored cavalry shone brightly in the midday sun in winter, as bright as stars.

Ma Chao knew that after the Arc Cavalry's skills matured, Sun Ce not only had a fully established Arc Cavalry camp, but also important generals had Arc Cavalry as personal guards, ranging from dozens to hundreds. Judging from the number of Arc Cavalry's personal guards of Yan Xing, although he was not one of the Nine Supervisors, he was already an indispensable general under Sun Ce, with one hundred Arc Cavalry's personal guards.

If I hadn't left, all of these should have been mine.

Ma Chao snorted, signaling his team to stand by on the spot, kicked the horse alone and came to the front of the formation. Yan Xing, who was opposite, saw it, kicked the horse's belly lightly, got off the ground, and came to Ma Chao. The two of them were several steps apart, which was a distance that could be reached by just one leap of the war horse.

"Meng Qi, are you okay?" Yan Xing bowed and bowed.

"Not very good." Ma Chao bowed and said, "At least it is impossible to compare with Yanming."

Yan Xing heard Ma Chao's anger and couldn't help but wonder. "Meng Qi was named Princess Shang, and he also took charge of the Yulin Cavalry for the Emperor. He was so rich and proud that he was not as good as me? Could it be that his colleagues in the court were confined to family background and were disrespectful to Meng Qi?"

"It is not the colleagues who disrespect me, but others. I heard that there are rumors everywhere in the Central Plains that you and I said that I was not your opponent and I was almost beaten to death by you, so I was abandoned by the King of Wu?"

Yan Xing suddenly realized and couldn't laugh or cry. Ma Chao broke his promise because of this? That would be too impulsive. "Meng Qi was talking about something that had been around for more than ten years. I forgot that I had no interest in spreading it, nor did I hear anyone else's spreading it. I don't know where Meng Qi heard it."

Ma Chao snorted, raised his spear and pointed it at Yan Xing. "No matter where he heard it, we will fight again today to see who is better. Is Sun Ce's mistake or wise approach to abandoning horses and using Yan?"

Yan Xing lowered his face. "Meng Qi, your grudges are just the spirit of my youth, and they are not worth mentioning. But you once obeyed the orders under the command of the King of Wu. The King of Wu treats you very well. You suspected that he was unfair because of a few rumors and called him a name directly. It was really not worth mentioning. A gentleman broke up with friendship and did not speak badly. Not to mention how the King of Wu treats you, Pang De was the governor of the cavalry for Yi, and Yun Lu was the governor of the Yulin cavalry. Why did the King of Wu suspect them? When the two armies fought, it was inevitable that they were slandered and provoked. Are you not worried about being trapped by others?"

Ma Chao was jealous and hated, and was angry, and he was not willing to listen to Yan Xing's advice. He shouted sternly: "Yan Yanming, you are not soaked in Jiangdong's water, you are the only tongue left on your body to fight? I haven't seen you for many years, and you will let go of a big battle. If you can beat me, it will not be too late to teach me a lesson."

As he said that, Ma Chao kicked the war horse hard, pointing his spear. His mount was a good Liangzhou horse with high shoulders and long legs. He walked forward several steps. The spear broke through the wind and stabbed Yan Xing's chest. Seeing this, Yan Xing shook his head and stopped talking. He also kicked the horse forward. He raised the spear in his hand and opened Ma Chao's spear. Taking advantage of the opportunity to pass by, he stabbed Ma Chao's backhand straight in the back of his hand.

Ma Chao was prepared early, and swung his spear, but his heart was stumbled. When a master made a move, he could tell the difference by raising his hand. Since he realized the Yinming Yi principle and the power of hardness and softness in the spear method, he has been practicing it carefully in recent years and rarely encounters an opponent. Even if he faces Lu Bu and is slightly inferior to the riding and shooting, the spear method is comparable. Although Lu Bu steals his master, he gradually understands the truth here and takes some disadvantages back, and it is not easy to win him.

He always felt that as far as riding a spear was concerned, he was already at the top, and there were only two or three people who could compete with him, so it should be no difficulty to defeat Yan Xing. However, when the two spears intersected just now, he not only felt the force of hardness and softness from Yan Xing's spear, but also found that the force was integrated, and he could not even seize the opportunity to change.

This is enough to show that Yan Xing's realm is not inferior to him, and he may even be better.

How is this possible? It must be an illusion. Ma Chao instinctively rejected this possibility, turned his head, kicked the horse again and accelerated, and launched a real charge towards Yan Xing. The war horse spread its four hooves and ran like flying. The spear broke through the wind. The spear tip trembled, shaking out a phantom of the size of a bowl, and headed straight for Yan Xing's chest and abdomen. Yan Xing thrust the spear. The moment the spear tip touched each other, a crisp sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and the phantom disappeared without a trace. A powerful force came along the pure steel spear, and Ma Chao's palm numbed and almost lost his hand.

Ma Chao was shocked and sweated coldly. He quickly handed the spear to his right hand, held the reins of the horse with his left hand, and turned around. He turned his head on the back of the horse and looked at Yan Yan, shocked. Yan Xing's attack just now was obviously strong, so why could he break his soft power? If Yan Xing took advantage of the situation to attack, he would probably be injured under Yan Xing's spear.

Is Yan Xing missed or held back? Resistance was affection, but Yan Xing overestimated himself. He did not expect that he could gain such a clear advantage with just one blow.

Ma Chao's blood surged upwards, his face getting a little hot. He gritted his teeth and kicked the horse again, hitting the ball with all his energy, guarding the door and hitting with all his strength.

Yan Xing could see clearly, holding the spear with one hand, drew a large circle, and thrust it out with force. The middle of the spear rod hit Ma Chao's spearhead, easily blocking Ma Chao's full force with one blow. The first half of the spear rod was swung away with force, almost bent into a bow, and the spearhead slapped Ma Chao's cheek. Ma Chao was shocked and had no time to think too much, so he went sideways to avoid it. Yan Xing's spearhead slapped on his helmet, and with a "defying" sound, it bounced back and floated away.

Ma Chao was hit and was dizzy, his ears roared, his face was numb, and his eyes were blurred. He was shocked and anxious. Once, it might be an illusion, and he could not win three consecutive games, which was definitely not an illusion. Yan Xing's martial arts not only improved, but also improved even more than him.

How is this possible?

Ma Chao was dizzy, his head was blank, he forgot to slow down and turn, and he turned his horse away and headed straight to the ground. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the hillside. Seeing this, the Arc rider on the hillside thought Ma Chao wanted to rush forward, so he immediately reacted. He kicked and accelerated against Ma Chao's three riders and launched a charge with the slope. The Arc rider was both in the armor, and his body was heavy, and the sound of horse hooves was heavier than that of ordinary cavalry. Although Ma Chao was knocked out, his vigilance towards the Arc rider was engraved in his subconscious. When he heard the unique sound of horse hooves, he suddenly woke up. When he looked up, he saw the three riders rushing towards him, dancing his spear and guarding the portal without thinking.

"Dangdang!" Two crisp sounds, Ma Chao pushed away the spears from the two armored cavalry without any gap, and was hit by the huge recoil force. The spear was out of hand. As soon as he landed on the ground, he rolled out, pulled out the long knife at his waist, half squatted on the ground, and tried hard to gather his eyes, staring at the armored cavalry rushing towards him, and gritted his teeth, and was about to rush forward, when the sound of horse hooves and Yan Xing's loud shout came from behind him.

"Don't hurt him!"
Chapter completed!