The arrogant officials who used to be domineering and do whatever they want are also so vulnerable.

And all of this stems from the weapons they hold tightly in their hands.

The Yellow Turban Army was bloodbathed in Yangdi for three days, killing scholars, and the snowball got bigger and bigger.

Endless desires have invaded the mind, and the moth thieves who have tasted the sweetness naturally want to go to Luoyang to loot.

Two thousand war horses set up a charging formation and rushed forward. Lu Bu was located in the belly, and he could hardly suffer any damage.

The Yellow Turbans had an advantage in numbers, but most of them were infantry, and it was difficult to stop the huge momentum brought by the inertia of the war horses.

The yellow turban general who had just called the battle, before he could see what the incoming general looked like, was headshot by Cao Xingyuan with an arrow and fell off his horse.

Seeing this, Deng Chui, who was in the rear, ordered the Yellow Turban Army to gather around him, and the soldiers in the rear row shot at the cavalry army with spears.

Sure enough, the speed of the cavalry slowed down, and the Yellow Turbans took the opportunity to encircle and kill them.

Deng Chui's eyes showed disdain when he saw his goal was achieved, how much trouble can be caused by only a few thousand horses?

But right now there is a shortage of horses, if he can dedicate these two thousand horses to Commander Qu, it will be a great achievement.

Just as Deng Chui was making careful calculations, a tiny hole suddenly opened in the tight ranks of the Yellow Turban Army.

The four hooves trampled up the dust on the ground fiercely, and the flame-colored mane flew in the wind.

Only one rider came out.

When Deng Chui saw that person rushing towards him, he instantly understood the person's intentions, he couldn't help snorting, did he want to take his life by himself?

Just don't know how to live or die.

He stopped the soldiers behind him who wanted to step forward to block the enemy, raised the nine-foot long knife, and took the initiative to meet them.

In the Yingchuan Yellow Turban Army, Deng Chui's strength is enough to rank among the top five.So naturally he would not put anyone in his eyes, and the equipment and horses of the Han generals in front of him were all first-class, Deng Chui regarded him as a son of a family who came to show off by default.He has seen this kind of people a lot. Apart from knowing a little bit of punching and embroidering, his force value is a piece of rubbish.

This body of clothing and crown armor, no matter what, has to be worn on his own body.

Unfortunately, he was destined not to have this blessing.

The two confronted each other for only a moment, and their heads soared into the sky.

Lu Bu reined in his horse instantly and turned his head, grabbed the side with his left hand, and picked up Deng Chui's top dish of hair.

"The thief general is dead, you will not be surrendered yet!" The loud shout spread throughout the battlefield.

The Yellow Turban Army looked back, and when they saw Deng bowed his head, his heart suddenly went cold.

Those who fled fled, those who begged for peace.

Won?

The crowd on the top of the city was like a dream, and those vicious and arrogant yellow scarf thieves broke up and fled like this.

Lu Bu carried the bloody head up the city wall and threw it on the ground.

He glanced down the city first, then looked at Cao Cao, and said calmly, "Here, it's as simple as that."

Cao Cao sighed sincerely: "General, what a god!"

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.Everyone on the tower came back to their senses, looked at the head on the ground, and then looked at Lu Bu, looking at a monster with horror.

In just one stick of incense, Lu Bu returned to the city tower as an absolute winner without losing his troops.

This shocked everyone, but at the same time they took a peace of mind pill.

With such a fierce general defending the city, can the Yellow Turbans still attack the city wall?

nonexistent.

On the city tower, the soldiers of the Han family shouted, their faces were full of excitement, and their morale soared.

This general surnamed Lu must have been sent by God to save us, right?

In the hearts of the soldiers, they thought so.

In the current territory of the Great Han Dynasty, moth thieves from all over the country are rising together, and states and counties have been lost one after another.

The sudden riot of the great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao certainly took the lead and caught the officers and soldiers by surprise, but this was only one of them.

The most fundamental reason is that the soldiers in various counties have been at ease for too long, and there is a serious lack of training.The soldiers in the army didn't put their minds right either. They didn't join the army to protect their family and country, they just wanted to eat food and pay to pass the day.

As a result, when the moth thief launched a rebellion, the officers and soldiers had almost no resistance and suppression, and they fled in panic.

Of course, to say that the county soldiers are weak, this also has to exclude other places, such as Bing, You, Xiliang and other places.Basically, the wars in these places have never stopped, and the poor will return to the poor, but the folk customs are sturdy, and the combat effectiveness is definitely strong.

Xiliang iron cavalry dominates the world, this sentence is not groundless.

The moth thief suffered such a big defeat, and he will definitely not let it go, and will come again.The total number of yellow scarves across the country exceeds one million, and there are no less than [-] in Yingchuan alone. If they come out in full force...

This battle is not easy to fight!

Huangfu Song pondered, the current situation is still not optimistic.

On the third day after repelling the Yellow Turbans, under the escort of Hu Che'er and Zhang Liao, Xi Ce arrived safely in Xinzheng.

This made Lu Bu very happy. With a trick, he didn't need to think about it and think about it.

It couldn't be easier to play with his brain and he to contribute his strength.

Seeing Lu Bu personally standing at the city gate to welcome him, Xi Ce felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

He got off his horse, bowed his body and walked all the way forward: "How dare you ask the general to greet you personally if you can't do anything but a mediocre scholar."

Lu Bu laughed. When this guy was eating and drinking at his house, he had never been so polite and restrained.

He first went up to support Xi Ce, and then said "hard work" to Hu Che'er and Zhang Liao.

Hu Che'er didn't care, anyway, he was used to being the guard of Xi Ce.And he thinks that Xi Ce is quite interesting, he knows a lot about weird things, he is not like other sour scholars who are full of old sage precepts.

The young Zhang Liao was quite critical of this, "I heard that the general won another battle, when will he take me to the battlefield?"

Three armies are easy to get, but one general is hard to find.

Lu Bu still understood this truth. Zhang Liao was not only the grandson loved by the old general, but also the general that the play strategy favored.Because of this, Lu Bu has to temper his arrogance from time to time.

He stretched out his palm, rubbed the boy's forehead fondly, and said with a smile: "Wait for you, let's grow taller."

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