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

How fast is the red dodder running?

Speeding up.

On the horseback, Lu Bu was dragging his halberd in his hand, forming a small angle with the belly of the red dodder. The fierce wind blew his temples flying, and his battle robe fluttered.Lu Bu clenched the rein of the horse tightly with his left hand, and his handsome face showed a fighting spirit, with a touch of freedom, and the crowds and banners on both sides were constantly receding in his eyes.

Come on a ride.

He doesn't have the aura of thousands of troops, but he, Lu Fengxian, has it.

The flag waved and the trumpets sounded melodiously.

In contrast, Yan Liangwen's ugly face was condensed, and his heart was full of energy.The Lu Bu people have not yet arrived, but they have already felt the powerful fighting spirit.

The two just looked at each other on horseback, and after exchanging eyes, they came to the same conclusion.

Can't let Lu Bu take the lead!

After confirming their eyes, the two of them hit the rear of the horse with the end of the weapon at the same time. The horse neighed in pain and rushed forward.

The three riders charged forward, the hooves sounded hurriedly, but in the blink of an eye, the three of them had already rushed forward.

The war is about to start!

The princes watching the battle held their breaths, as if they were more nervous than the three fighting at the moment. Yuan Shao's hands were clenched white, and his face lost his initial confidence. Take a sip.

The moment the three of them met, the broad-bladed knife slashed out first, and Yan Liang on the horseback opened his eyes, shouting violently, using the strength of this roar to enhance his whole body's momentum, trying to force Lu Bu over.

"Good come!"

Lu Bujiao's eyes were full of splendor, if Yan Liangwenchou deliberately avoided his sharpness, it would be too boring.

The strong always look forward to meeting each other on a narrow road and fighting head-on.

With a roar, Lu Bu's fighting spirit surged all over his body, and he swung his halberd over his head to meet Yan Liang's heavy slash.

Choke!

The collision between the blade of the halberd and the edge of the blade made a resounding sound. The moment the halberd blocked the broad-bladed knife, Wen Chou, whose horseshoe was a little behind, seized the opportunity, and the spear spun out in his hand, like a hurricane that sucked up countless dust and sand, and stabbed straight at Lu Bu. Heart, trying to kill with one move.

Lu Bu caught a glimpse of Wen Chou's movements from the corner of his eyes, and said in his heart, "What a sharp and powerful spear technique", he drew the halberd and swung the wide-edged knife in Yan Liang's hand, and withdrew the end of the halberd shaft, lightly picked the tip of the spear that was stabbing at the chest, and issued a small Metal clatter.The stern gun tip was picked up by the halberd, and he lost his aim and went up. Lu Bu had expected this, and turned his head slightly to the right. The violent wind and yellow sand engulfed in it disappeared in an instant and returned to the dust.

Yan Liang, Wen Chou and the two looked at each other again, the astonishment in their eyes can be imagined, they did not expect that Lu Bu would see through their combined attack skills and completely dispel them.

At the same time as the three war horses were staggering, Lu Bu clamped the horse's belly with his legs, turned his head and slammed down with his halberd.

As the saying goes, coming and not going is indecent.

As a first-class general, Wen Chou's sensory acuity is certainly not too low.When he felt an extremely powerful dangerous aura covering his body, he also clamped the horse's belly with his legs, turned around and looked back, and the spear in his hand passed the judgment of his consciousness, and he pushed it horizontally upwards.

Boom!

The halberd struck Qing Mo's gun violently, and at the moment of the confrontation, it was like thunder rising from the ground.

Wen Chou's body sank heavily on the horse's back before he managed to catch the domineering halberd. It was obviously not easy in the internal organs, like waves surging, rushing from the lungs to the throat frequently.

"As expected of being one of the two heroes in Hebei, he was able to pick me up with a halberd." Wen Chou's sharp reaction made Lu Bu admire him.

However, to Wen Chou's ears, this praise is undoubtedly full of ridicule. Is it possible that I, Wen Chou, are only worthy of one move from you!

"Roar!"

Forcibly suppressing the churning of internal organs, Wen Chou roared and shouted, his face was wrinkled, twisted and ferocious, and with the strength of his arms, he forcibly pushed away the Fang Tian painting halberd pressing above his head.

After the confrontation, the three reined in their horses and turned back at the same time.

In the first round of collision, in the eyes of outsiders, no one can do anything to each other, and it can be regarded as a close fight.

Lu Bu, who reined in his horse and turned back, charged again, the corners of his mouth curled up, full of confidence, but full of playfulness.

Under the scorching sun, the old farmer in the field still needs to get up to wipe his sweat, not to mention the general who is wearing dozens of catties of armor and galloping back and forth.

Sweat dripped from the foreheads of Yan Liang, Wen Chou and others. When they saw the smile on the corner of Lu Bu's mouth, they all shivered in their hearts, and then their backs wet with sweat were chilled, cold and biting.

Without him, it's just because the sense of coercion Lu Bu brought to them is too strong!

When Lu Bu came to kill him, the two refused to sit still, exchanged glances, and rushed forward again.

Yan Liang still wanted to fight first, but Lu Bu had already been familiar with Yan Liang's routines after fighting.

Seeing this, Yan Liang had no choice but to take back the long knife he swung out, and braced himself to carry Lu Bu's extremely heavy Fang Tian's painted halberd.

clang!

When the two weapons clashed, Lu Bu's Fang Tian's painted halberd was not damaged at all, while Yan Liang's broad-bladed knife had a gap of an inch long, like a child's dropped front tooth, unable to hold back the wind.

Yan Liang's body on the horse's back could not help but lean back more than half, the force was so strong that his arm was numb, and the tiger's mouth of the right hand holding the knife burst, and scarlet blood flowed out.

Wen Chou followed closely behind, abandoning his fierce aura with the long spear in his hand, and shot out with all his strength, only asking for the speed of the spear to be as fast as lightning.

The point of the spear stabbed was not Lu Bu, but the red dodder under his crotch.

Wen Chou knew in his heart that if he resisted Lu Bu's halberd like before, his entire arm would probably be destroyed by it.

People who practice spears mostly take the path of using skills to break power. The overall strength is much weaker than that of savage warriors who use knives, halberds, axes, and hammers.

Therefore, if you want to restrain Lu Bu, you must first kill the red dodder under his crotch!

In the battlefield, a general without a horse is tantamount to cutting off his legs.

Although the red dodder is a marvelous horse, in order to win, Wen Chou can only do it painfully.

The gun is like lightning, and it arrives in a flash.

If you can't kill Lu Bu, can't you kill a beast?

Wen Chou's eyes flashed brightly, and he was very confident about it.

The forty-sixth chapter of the warrior's will

"Feng first be careful!"

Dong Zhuo, who was locked in the Hulao, saw Wen Chou's movements clearly and shouted hastily.

Lu Bu tugged at the reins, and he had a good understanding with the psychic red dodder. He raised his front hooves, turned his hind legs in the direction, and turned his body ninety degrees. The raised two front hooves stomped heavily on the mount under Yan Liang's crotch. head on.

Boom!

The strength of the red dodder was so fierce that Yan Liang's war horse was already exhausted from the previous galloping back and forth, coupled with the hot weather.At this time, he was suddenly attacked violently by the red tulip, he couldn't react at all, his front hooves lost weight, and he fell to the ground.