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

Wu Meng thought that he was underestimating himself, so he immediately shouted angrily, and his momentum suddenly rose: "Now, I will show you the real strength of a certain family!"

Bo Cai, who was watching the battle from a distance, showed a happy smile and commented like a martial arts master: "This kid surnamed Lu has been able to fight Wu Meng for more than [-] bouts, which is considered quite capable."

"However, once Wu Meng gets angry, even I may not be able to subdue him. This kid's fate has come to an end today." Bo Cai smiled far away, and he had already seen the result of this battle.

And outside Yangzhai City, which is far away, there is a group of defeated army in ragged clothes, slowly marching towards the city gate.

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"Meng De, Yang Zhai is in front of you."

Xiahou Dun, who was following Cao Cao, pointed to the faintly visible outline of the city at the end.

Xia Houyuan next to him gave him a wink, and Xia Houdun, who was the elder brother, understood, and then said hesitantly: "How about, Meng De, you can rest here for a while, and our two brothers will take the lead for you, which is definitely enough to deal with this gang. Thief."

The two of them didn't want to compete for merit, but this matter itself was extremely risky, and if they were not careful, they would be caught by the moth thief, and it would be worth it.

As the core figure in the clan, Cao Cao must not make any mistakes.

"Why, are you afraid that I will hold you back?"

Cao Cao turned his head and smiled, grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, and patted his face. Yingwu's face immediately changed drastically, and he looked particularly embarrassed.

"My martial arts ability is not as good as yours, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people."

Cao Cao was very confident. According to the calculation of time, Bocai's team should still be in the water. In this way, no one can see through his scheme.

The Xiahou brothers looked at each other, and saw that Cao Cao was still insisting, so they stopped talking.

A good man has ambitions in all directions, and he will be famous all over the world.

Cao Cao's eyes were full of determination. He wanted to take advantage of Yangzhai's feng shui place to turn the tide of the battle, and let the world know that there is still such a hero as Cao Mengde in the world.

When this team was only half a mile away from the city, the guards on the top of the city questioned loudly.

Regarding the rhetoric of the answer, Cao Cao pondered countless times on the road.He lied that Bo Cai was ambushed by the Han army and was trapped on the mountain on the way. He was the only one in danger to break out and return to the city for help.

It can be described as seamless.

The Yellow Turban general who stayed behind in Yangdi was named He Yi. He himself was not very capable, but because he joined the Taiping Dao earlier and helped Bocai with two rations, he suddenly became a general.

He Yi looked down, and it was indeed her own flag. The soldiers were all wearing yellow scarves, and their ragged and blood-stained clothes could also prove that what the general said was true.

After confirming, He Yi ordered decisively: "Come on, put down the suspension bridge and open the city gate."

As soon as He Yi finished speaking, a slightly green voice came: "General, do you really want to open the city gate for these people?"

"Nonsense, how come you still keep your brother out?" He Yi replied as a matter of course, if Bo Cai knew that he would not let people into the city, then he would have to cut himself apart.

"They are the Han army."

"What about the Han army... what, Han army!"

As He Yi spoke, her voice stopped abruptly, and the expression on her face froze instantly, and then became extremely astonished.

He looked in the direction where the voice came from. He was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old city guard boy, handsome, and looked thin and weak.But his face, like a white fox, left a very deep impression on people.

On weekdays, he would definitely not be bothered to listen to the nonsense of a yellow-haired kid, but in this extraordinary period, what if this kid really hits the mark?

He looked down at the team that was approaching the city, and asked the fox-faced boy, "Why do you see that?"

"Feng Xiao!"

Xu Shu next to him lowered his voice and gently pulled Guo Jia's lapel with his right hand, signaling him to stop here.

Guo Jia pretended not to hear, and explained carefully to He Yi: "Look, general, these people said that they broke out after going through all kinds of difficulties, so have you ever seen a bleeding spot on their bodies? This is one of them. "

"Secondly, the interlude of these soldiers' marching steps is calm and powerful, without the slightest rush to flee, and is methodical. It is obvious that they are warriors who have received professional training."

"Three, it's also the most obvious point. The city general deliberately added the prefix 'Bocai' when he called Qu Shuai, which shows that he really wants to gain our trust. If he is one of his own, why bother?" No need. What do you say, General?"

Cao Cao's self-proclaimed perfect clothes, in Guo Jia's view, are full of flaws.

He Yi doesn't have much talent, but that doesn't mean he's a fool.

Now that he knew that there was a deceitful team of the Han army under the city, he would naturally have a way to deal with it: "Send the order, and all the archers must gather at the top of the city."

On the other side, after Wu Meng erupted in anger, his strength soared, and he almost completely suppressed Lu Bu's fight.

On the other hand, Lu Bu's body was crumbling on the back of the red dodder, so that the painting halberd in his hand could hardly be resisted, and it was difficult to fight back.

The [-] soldiers behind them looked unchanged on the surface, but they were in such a panic that their hands were sweating for Lu Bu.

Seeing that Wu Meng had the upper hand, the Yellow Turban Army immediately yelled and their morale soared.

Wu Meng, who was fighting, was not as relaxed and comfortable as he had imagined. He felt aggrieved, uncomfortable, and even wanted to cry.Obviously, he has completely crushed the kid in front of him in terms of strength, but for some reason, the difference is so small every time. The two have fought more than fifty times, and he still hasn't been able to get half of it.

If it was luck, it would be great!

There was another collision between the hammer and the halberd, and Lu Bu swayed on the horse's back significantly more than before.

Wu Meng raised his brows with joy, this kid has no energy in his body.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him, so what are you waiting for!

The guy in his hand first swung the hammer vertically to cut off Lu Bu's retreat, then he stopped in his hand, changed lanes from the middle, and smashed towards Lu Bu's waist.

This hammer is inevitable.

Wu Meng even shouted wildly: "The surname is Lu, let my brother be buried with him!"

call out!

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and a flying arrow with a cold light came from the Han army camp.

Wu Meng was unwilling, but he could only withdraw the hammer and swung it forward, and then he heard the crisp sound of 'ding', and the feather arrow was shot down to the ground.

Fortunately, the reaction was fast enough, otherwise the arrow would have killed him.

Wu Meng felt a little rejoiced in his heart, but at the same time his anger was rekindled.

The two generals are fighting in battle, the competition is the martial arts of both sides, and there are still people who secretly shoot cold arrows, this kind of method is simply despicable.

"Which shameless son of a bitch is plotting against your grandfather!"

Wu Meng roared angrily, and when he turned his gaze to the front, Lu Bu reined in his horse and turned back, running back.

Seeing Lu Bu's retreat, the soldiers under his command immediately turned around and ran away without the slightest hesitation. Before the battle started, they were already defeated.