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

Lu Bu took a step back with his left foot, and the tip of the spear hit the air again, less than three inches away from the throat.

"Just a little bit!"

Wu Chong's confidence burst instantly, and it turned out that Lu Bu was no more than that.

Energetic, the spear even danced out afterimages, completely covering Lu Bu's body.

This is Wu Chong's housekeeping skill of "shooting away the dragon with a gun", known for his speed, which makes people unable to tell the truth from the shadow of the gun, and then kills him with one move.

But in Lu Bu's view, this trick was just a child's play. He leisurely strolled in the courtyard in the shadow of guns, and everyone who watched was stunned and surprised.

Wu Chong stabbed 32 times in one breath, which was his limit.

Unscathed, Lu Bu's steps stopped suddenly, and Wu Chong's breath was exhausted, and he needed to breathe, which also meant that the attack just now came to an end.

It's my turn!

Lu Bu held the pole of the halberd and danced behind him. At the same time, his hands had already slid to the bottom of the halberd. He took a step forward with his right foot, and the halberd slammed down like a great sage.

Wu Chong was not blind, this move was so powerful that he could no longer resist it, he hurriedly stepped back three steps, the halberd with howling wind was like a knife, cutting his face in great pain.

The painting halberd smashed into the air and fell heavily, the stone slab on the ground exploded and split in two.

If the halberd fell on him, it would definitely be split into two pieces just like the stone slab.

Wu Chong panted heavily, looking at the shattered stone slab in shock, feeling lucky at the same time.

At this time, Lu Bu had jumped to the right side of Wu Chong's side, and Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand smashed horizontally at Wu Chong's chest again.

At this time, Lu Bu was more like a barbarian, he only cared about smashing without any skill at all, and the painting halberd in his hand was already used by him as a stick and wolf hammer.

Wu Chong backed up again and again, trying to avoid the halberd, but his pace was much slower than that of the halberd. In desperation, he had no choice but to block Lu Bu's attack with his spear.

The moment the halberd and spear collided, there was a loud and crisp metallic sound.

"Bangdang~"

Then the spear fell to the ground.

Wu Chong's whole body kept retreating rapidly, and he didn't stop until his back hit the wall.

The bone in his chest was broken, and his breathing was uncomfortable as if he had been hit by a boulder. Wu Chong, who was kneeling on the ground on one knee, spat out thick bloody phlegm, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the one who was walking towards him step by step. Proud youth.

So strong!

Lu Bu approached Wu Chong, touched his nose, his face showed a bit of disappointment, "It seems that you are worse than me, maybe not just a little."

Wu Chong was taken down by the soldiers, and he was guarded alone. With his internal organs damaged, he was already like a disabled person.

Hao Meng found a large number of Han Chinese slaves captured by the Xianbei in the stables in the southwest corner of the city, as many as [-].

Their hair was messy, they wore only a single piece of coarse cloth, and their feet were bare. Some of them had a little strength, and their hands and feet were chained.

The Xianbei people surrounded them with a long wooden thorn fence, fed them with bran, and forced them to work hard for a long time. They were not allowed to go out of the fence without orders, and those who resisted would be killed.

They all heard the shouts of killing in the city just now, but they could only stay here, not daring to take a step outside the fence, or they were afraid of death, or they had lost confidence in the Bingzhou Army.

They didn't believe that the Bingzhou army had indeed won until the officer dressed in Xianbei people spoke the Han language. There was hope in their eyes, and some even burst into tears.The pain they have suffered is so sad that words are not enough to express it.

Lv Bu was troubled by too many Xianbei surrenders, and if there was a sudden riot, it would take a lot of trouble again.And when he saw the iron chains one by one, a light flashed in Lu Bu's eyes.

The ancients had a very good saying, repay the other with the way of the other, come and don't be indecent.

Lu Bu gave these people the freedom to let them choose, whether to go or stay, Lu Bu would not interfere.

At night on the top of the city, there is a gentle breeze. Although it is spring and April, it still makes people feel the cold wind.

Lu Bu was wearing a gray linen-colored thin long gown, his chest was slightly open, and his two sharp chest muscles could be vaguely seen from diagonally above.

For Lu Bu, who practiced martial arts since childhood, this breeze was nothing at all.

Lu Bu put his left hand on his waist, his right hand behind him, and there was endless darkness in front of him.

Wei Musheng walked up to the top of the city lightly, stood behind Lu Bu and whispered: "Boss, our casualties in this battle are only over a hundred, of which 52 were killed, and 94 Xianbei were captured."

Wei Musheng tried his best to suppress the ecstasy and excitement in his heart. After fighting the Xianbei for so many years, he had never had such a brilliant record. I am afraid that only the man in front of him can do it.

Thinking of this, Wei Musheng suddenly had a bold idea, if he could follow the person in front of him for the rest of his life, that would be great...

"Bury the dead brothers, and then go to our original camp and bring Mr. Xi into the city."

Lu Bu raised his head slightly. It was the third quarter of the Yin hour, and after a while, he could see the whiteness of a fish belly protruding from the sky.

This is also Lu Bu's favorite moment of the day, when he merges with the sky and the earth in the dark night, waiting for the early sun to shine on the world.

Darkness is about to pass, and light is ahead.

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Chapter 37 Call the General

At that time, Xi Ce and the hundreds of wounded and sick who failed to participate in the battle, under the escort of Wei Musheng, arrived safely in the city of Yunzhong County.

To show respect, Lu Bu himself stood upright at the gate of the city for two hours before he waited for the group to play tricks.

Lu Bu knew very well in his heart that if it wasn't for the pre-planned arrangements of the game, even if he was given 2000 more people, he might not be able to capture Yunzhong County so easily.

The drama reached three zhang away from the city gate, and slid off the horse, followed by two people on the left and right.The person on the left is Wei Musheng, and the other person is unknown to Lu Bu. He is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a short beard and a square face. They are ordinary people, but they look like veterans in the army.

Xi Ce was still dressed in the same dilapidated household at first, letting his messy hair rest on his head like a chicken coop.He is clearly a young gentle scholar, but he is unkempt and sloppy.Especially when he folded his hands into the sleeves and bent his body slightly, it added a bit of wretchedness, and he didn't look like a talented man full of knowledge and unparalleled resourcefulness.

Isn't it often said in dramas that those evil geniuses who are always chaotic and turbulent are all long-haired ribbons, fluttering clothes, and unworldly characters like gods?

It turned out that they were all coaxing children.

The corner of Xi Ce's mouth was raised slightly, obviously in a good mood, he pointed to Lu Bu, smiled at the square-faced man on his right, and said, "Here, he is the person you are looking for?"

Han Lie locked his eyes on this handsome young man under the city gate. After looking him up and down from head to toe, Han Lie frowned slightly. Could it be that he is a little too young?

"You are Lu Bu Lu Fengxian?"

Han Lie asked suspiciously. In the picture he imagined, Lu Bu, who dared to lead dozens of horses to the enemy's camp, defeated the Xianbei people, and captured the enemy general alive, should be a muscular big man. The image of a rough man with stubble on his face is the one.As for the young man in front of him, although he was tall, he was not considered strong, at best he could only be called grown up, and his handsome face completely distorted the image of bravery in Han Lie's heart.

"Yes, I am Lu Bu."

Lu Bu's voice was neither humble nor overbearing, he was able to follow Xi Ce's side, and Wei Musheng was not hostile, it seemed that he was a friend rather than an enemy.

"I am the guard commander of Zhenbei General's Mansion, Han Lie."