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

Hearing the soldiers' loud report, General Qiang, who had wiped the tip of his gun until it shined brightly, stopped his actions and muttered with a sneer: "There is a way to heaven if you don't go, but there is no way to hell. deal!"

He got on his horse, stuck the iron gun into the ground, lightly grasped the rein with his right hand, raised his left hand, and was always ready to order an attack.

The charging Han army came into view, General Qiang raised his arm, but did not put it down for a long time.

This Han army is at the end of its strength, as long as he gives an order, even if one of them is kept, they will not be able to escape.

"My lord, do you want to attack?" the leader of the cavalry beside him asked in a low voice.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, Fangdang Wanu, who was guarding here, was making the most difficult decision in his life.

He saw the Han general who rushed to the front. Even though his handsome face was covered with blood and he couldn't tell what he looked like, the majestic aura exuded from his body and the painted halberd in his hand were just like those under the city of Chang'an that day.

Recalling the scene of that day, Fangdang Wanu sighed heavily, slowly withdrew his left hand, turned his head and shouted to the thousands of soldiers behind him: "Everyone, spread out to both sides and make way for the Han army."

"Your Excellency..." The leader of the cavalry was astonished, thinking that he had misheard the general's order.

A group of Qiang soldiers who were about to launch an attack froze there. They heard what Fangdang Wanu said, but they didn't know whether they should follow the order.

"Can't you hear me, I said get out of the way!"

Fangdang Wanu raised his voice again, "All the consequences will be borne by me alone."

The Qiang soldiers moved out of the way. At first Lu Bu thought it was a scam, so he became vigilant and guarded his surroundings until he saw Fangdang Wanu smiling back at him.

Lu Bu stopped his galloping horseshoes in front of him, and let Wei Musheng lead the brothers behind him to go first.

"You let me go, how do you go back to do business?" Lu Bu asked Xiang Yu, and then said again: "It's better to leave here with me."

Fangdang Wanu shook his head and said in jerky Chinese: "Let's go, before I change my mind."

"Today's favor will be repaid tomorrow!"

Lu Bu clasped his fists to make a promise, lightly tugged on the horse's reins, and the red horses under his crotch spread all four hooves and started to gallop.

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At the foot of a remote mountain to the west of Lueyang, in a remote area, there is a dilapidated small mountain village.

Ninety percent of the members of the village are old and weak, women and children, and they barely make ends meet by relying on the one or two acres of crops.

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When the rebels passed by here twice, they didn't take anything with them. They were too poor to do anything, and there was nothing of value at all.

It is precisely because of this that this small village can survive in this war-torn Liangzhou.

June nineteenth, a very ordinary day.

But it was also on this day that the horseshoes coming from afar broke the tranquility of the mountain village again.

Hundreds of nearly a thousand cavalry troops of the Han family rushed into the village savagely. The villagers who had heard the movement for a long time all hid in their homes, squinted their eyes, and looked out through the cracks in the doors.

This army was obviously defeated. Whether it was a general or a soldier, most of them were covered with paint, the blood stains were still wet, and their expressions could not hide their embarrassment.

"Is anyone there?" The general on the red horse in front asked loudly.

The villagers hid at home, swallowing saliva in their throats, their hearts pounding, and the palms covering the children's eyes trembling uncontrollably. They were instinctively afraid.

These outsiders were covered in blood, and in the hearts of the villagers, they looked like murderous existences such as executioners and butchers.Especially when their white teeth grinned occasionally, against the backdrop of scarlet blood on their faces, they looked like ghosts seeking their lives in the underworld.

This group of Han soldiers was none other than Lu Bu and his soldiers who had escaped from Xihe Valley.Most of the [-] cavalry who came here were killed, and the survivors, including the soldiers of the Wolf Cavalry Battalion, were only [-] or so left.

The journey was non-stop, and after making sure that the rebels were not chasing, Lu Bu slowed down, and happened to see a village not far ahead, so he planned to come to this village to rest and recuperate.

No one in the village answered, probably because they went out to farm and did not return.

Lu Bu untied the knot tied to his chest, loosened Yan Yi's back, and with the support of the soldiers, he put him down on the horse's back.

After calling 'Second Brother' several times, Yan Yi was still unconscious.Lu Bu hastily stretched out his hand to test his nose, his breath was as if suspended, only one breath remained.

It must be treated immediately!

This was the only thought in Lu Bu's mind, but the problem was that none of them was an expert in medicine.Ordinary sword wounds are okay to deal with, but there is no way to deal with this kind of serious injury that hurts the internal organs.

When he was extremely anxious, Lao Li walked out of the house crouching and bowed in front of Lu Bu: "The foolish people in the mountains and fields have not learned how to teach, so I salute and greet the generals."

It's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.If it is really a demon who kills without blinking an eye, it can only be recognized.

Lao Li is holding this kind of thinking, no matter what the outcome is, someone must stand up.Even if the group of Han troops in front of them had lost the battle, it was still not something common people like them could afford to provoke.

Lu Bu was busy stopping Yan Yi's bleeding, and kept wrapping Yan Yi's wounds with the torn cloth strips in his hand, and basically had no time to pay attention to this old Li Zheng who had been working in the village for decades.

"General, we have a small population here, only some lonely old women and children. Please hold up your hand and let me wait for a way out." The old man bowed more and more. The appearance of this comatose man is especially important to him.

"Is there a doctor?"

The bleeding finally stopped, Lu Bu asked without raising his head.

Lao Li was hesitating and didn't know how to answer. The doctor was not counted, but there was one among the local doctors.If I have a minor illness or pain on weekdays, I ask him to show it and prescribe two prescriptions. As for the effect, sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't.

What the old man is worried about is that if he is not cured and he dies here, the general's anger may bring disaster to their village.

Even though the young general in front of him was not very old, Lao Li was really terrified by the evil spirit on his body.

None of these people are good men and women.

All the soldiers surrounded him, seeing that Lao Li was not answering, Lu Bu guessed what he was worried about, and said in a tone almost commanding: "Go and call him."

Knowing that he couldn't hide it, the old man sighed in his heart, so he had no choice but to invite the native doctor.

"Cao, Caocao... Caomin, meet, meet... the general."

Hearing the sound, Lu Bu looked sideways, and beside Lao Lizheng stood a man with buck teeth in his thirties.The appearance is slightly wretched, the teeth are yellow, the beard is sparse, wearing thin linen clothes, the trousers are lifted to the calf, and the body shrinks, looking awkward.

Lu Bu heard him speak intermittently and thought it was a stutter, so he asked Xiang Yu, "Stuttering?"

"No, no, no... no."

Huang Renyi's teeth were chattering, and his calves were twitching in fear.

Lu Bu frowned slightly. Can this kind of doctor who doesn't even believe in himself really be able to save Yan Yi?

But there is really no other choice right now, only to gamble with God.

Lu Bu gave him a wink, signaling to come over for treatment.

During the pulse diagnosis process, Huang Renyi's hands kept shaking.It's nothing more than bragging with the old men on weekdays, but today he wants to be serious. To be honest, he has no idea.