The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Mangtai recovered his senses and hurried forward, Buheru glared at Mangtai, and cursed in a low voice: "Useless things."

Mang Tai didn't dare to argue, he lowered his head, feeling extremely ashamed.

Buhelu looked around, but he didn't expect that the Han people would attack the city after he left for a while.

He picked up a bloody steel knife from the ground, walked to the battlements, chopped a Han soldier who had just climbed up the city wall in two, and shouted loudly: "Don't forget, this was originally the territory of the Han people. Who took these lands from them and beat them to the ground? It was you, the bravest men on the grassland!"

"Just now, the [-] reinforcements sent by the king have arrived at a distance of fifty miles outside the pass. In another hour, they will be able to enter the pass. Could it be that you can't even hold it for an hour?"

"Tell this general, can you!"

Buhelu's impassioned words stimulated the nerves of every Xianbei soldier. They raised their weapons, their eyes were bloodshot, and shouted loudly: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Buhelu was obviously very satisfied with the soldiers' reaction, he and Mangtai assigned some men to kill from the middle to both sides.

As for the news he said, it was nothing more than a deliberately fabricated lie to boost morale. The reinforcements dispatched from Siyang and Linwo would not arrive until tomorrow at the earliest.

But as long as he defends this wave, Buhelu will win, because Lu Bu is no longer able to organize his team and carry out a strong attack.

At that time, it doesn't matter whether reinforcements arrive or not.

With the backbone, the morale of the Xianbei people has been rising steadily.

The Han army on the top of the city could no longer advance half a point, but began to gradually retreat under the strong pressure of Buhelu and Mangtai.

Mang Tai led his men to the east, and all the Han people on the way were wiped out by him, turning them into dead bodies.

He wiped the sharp blade in his hand, stepped on one corpse after another, and the initial anger in his heart was completely vented by the wanton killing.

As long as the Han people are not allowed to attack the city wall, it is not difficult to defend it for an hour.

Mang Tai looked at the corpse at his feet, with a disdainful smile on his face, the Han people are only so capable.

However, just as Mang Tai bowed his head, a fallen Han soldier suddenly jumped up and slashed down on Mang Tai's head.

"Be careful, general!" The soldier beside him pushed Mang Tai away violently, and blocked the fatal knife with his back.

Seeing that the assassination failed, the young Han soldier smiled relievedly, "It's a pity."

More than a dozen spears from the Xianbei pierced the scarred young man at the same time, then lifted him up in the air and threw him heavily on the ground.

Seeing this scene, a middle-aged man who was standing in a safer position behind the ladder went crazy and pushed away all the crowd in front of him. He jumped into the wall, picked up the boy with severed liver veins, and shook him gently. Leaning on his body, she shouted eagerly: "Hu'er, Hu'er."

The young man opened his peach-like eyes, smiled, and just opened his mouth, thick blood gushed out of his mouth.

The middle-aged man hastily wiped away the thick blood from the young man's mouth, holding back tears, "Hu'er, what do you want to say, you can say it, Dad will listen to you."

The boy's lips opened and closed, and his voice was very low, "My boy almost killed the Xianbei general just now. Do I think I'm brave?"

"Forget, calculate..."

The middle-aged man kept nodding his head, and big teardrops came out of his eyes, "My son is a hero, unlike Dad, who always hides behind others every time he fights, Dad, I am proud of you!" !"

At the end, I was sobbing.

The boy stretched out his hand, wiped the man's face, and smiled happily: "Father, you've also pissed."

The middle-aged man burst into tears.

"Daddy, daddy, I saw my mother, she was smiling at me and still waving at me." The young man shook his arms, with unprecedented happiness appearing on his face.

The arm quickly dropped down, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes also quietly closed.

The middle-aged man hugged the boy's body tightly, weeping silently.

Chapter One Thirty Three

The Han army at Chengguan was crazily counterattacked by the Xianbei people. Even if they fought with their lives, it was difficult to stop the Xianbei's numbers.

Half a quarter of an hour later, only a few dozens of people in the western corner of the entire Huzeguan city were still fighting stubbornly.

The morale of the Xianbei people was high, which invisibly put a lot of psychological pressure on the Han army.

Ninety-nine percent of the Han soldiers were blocked on the ladder, unable to enter the city wall.

The original good situation was turned back by Xianbei Shengsheng.

The soldiers who fell from the city tower shrunk into tiny images in Lu Bu's eyes, and countless Han Erlang's blood was sprinkled on the top of the city.

Could this battle be destined to end in failure?

Lu Bu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"The general trend is over..." A Hanoi general shook his head and sighed deliberately.

"Huze pass was not won, and so many soldiers were lost in vain. Some people are afraid that they will lose their positions." Hu Hai suppressed a smile. From the beginning, he could not see that Lu Bu was more powerful than him, and now he saw that the defeat was imminent. , Hu Hai was naturally happy.

Another broad-faced general also followed Hu Hai's sarcastic remarks, "Why should I go back and explain this, if it were me, I would just wipe my neck with a knife and forget it, so I don't have the face to go back and meet people."

Seeing that Lu Bu ignored them, these people talked more and more vigorously.

Cao Xing, who was at the side, was furious when he heard that, he drew his sword and pointed at the generals who were much higher than him, and cursed: "Damn it, try again!"

The Lord worries about the humiliation of his ministers, and the Lord humiliates his ministers to death.

When the master is humiliated, it means that the minister is incompetent.

Behind them, the wolf cavalry battalion pointed their blades at the dozen or so Hanoi generals. As long as Lu Bu gave an order, they would immediately smash their corpses into thousands of pieces.

"What's the matter, why don't you let people tell you if you can't win? I don't have the ability, and I still want to make a fool of myself?" Hu Hai yelled loudly.

"I'm an idiot to you, grandma!" Cao Xing made a gesture to chop him off.

"enough!"

Lu Bu let out a low cry, his cold eyes swept over every Hanoi general present.

The generals who had just slandered Lu Bu avoided Lu Bu's gaze and looked around.

Unwillingly, Cao Xing withdrew the weapon in his hand, and the Wolf Cavalry Battalion naturally also withdrew.

It's not that Lu Bu didn't hear the ridicule and ridicule of these people, but at this moment, he didn't bother to learn from them. The victory or defeat of this war is very important.

Why is the great Han territory often invaded by foreign tribes such as Xianbei, Wuhuan, and Qiang, and always lose more than win every battle? Is it because the soldiers are not brave enough?Or is the defense of the city not strong enough?

Those high-ranking princes and adults never think about this.

Just like the generals beside Lu Bu, they couldn't hide their joy on their faces, and they even thought about how to add fuel to the coach Zhang Yi and sue Lu Bu severely.