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

"Kerin."

"The end is here."

The man with a bloodthirsty face clasped his fists in response, this young man he had looked down on during the day, at this time, there was a rush that made him want to worship and submit.

"The lieutenant will be handed over to you, Han Bao, I'll come!"

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Just as Han Bao led his cavalry to break through, the horse under his crotch galloped forward, and the soldiers who followed him pointed in front of them and exclaimed: "General, look ahead!"

In front of the jungle, many small fires lit up, like fireflies at night.

"Damn!"

The small fire spots gradually enlarged in the pupils, Han Bao gritted his teeth and cursed, of course he knew what these fire spots meant.

But now reining in and turning back is tantamount to throwing oneself into a trap.

So far, the only option is to fight to the death!

"Rush over!"

Han Bao roared sharply.

Hou's archers in front were already ready to go, and after joining the army Xu Shu's order, they all snapped their strings and shot.

The thrown arrow clusters flew high into the sky, drawing beautiful arcs, and after reaching the apex, they fell rapidly, and the tips of the arrows wrapped in grease cloth swelled in the wind, burning more and more vigorously, as if an explosion had started. Rain of Fire.

call out!call out!call out!

despair!despair!despair!

Looking at the fire and rain thrown from the sky, Han Bao, the leader, dared not charge forward, and hurriedly swung his knife to block it, while the cavalry pawns who broke out behind him also shook their spears from side to side, trying to avoid those who were screaming. The flow of life.

Those who were unlucky, before they had time to defend themselves, were directly shot through by arrows and fell from the horse's back with a plop.

The pawns who managed to escape were not happy for long, because when they pushed aside the arrows, the grease cloth tied to the arrow clusters fell off, some splashed on their faces, some splashed on their clothes, and some fell to the ground. on horseback.

Hissing law ~ hissing law ~

what!what!what!

The pained horse jumped from side to side like crazy, and the soldiers who fell off the horse threw away their weapons and rolled on the ground in pain, trying to extinguish the burning flames on their bodies.

The sounds of pain and wailing mixed together, resounding through the jungle.

The feeling of the burning grease dripping on the body is even more painful than being cut with a knife, as if it is attached to the body and invades the bone marrow bit by bit.

Those arrows that missed were scattered all over the road, igniting a fire.

Fortunately, it is not yet the hot summer season, otherwise this wave of arrow rain would definitely burn the entire jungle.

Han Bao didn't have the time to care about these people's life and death, he just rushed to the front, thinking about how to escape as quickly as possible.

A few waves of arrows rained down, and the five hundred riders following behind were scattered, leaving only one or twenty people.

At this moment, the rain of arrows stopped.

No sign.

At this time, Han Bao was only [-] meters away from the breakout position.Seeing that the rain of arrows had stopped, he was overjoyed and said "God help me", thinking that the enemy army had run out of arrows.

"Brothers, the enemy army has no more arrows, and a great opportunity is in front of us! If you want to survive, follow this general to break out of the encirclement and charge!"

Seeing Han Bao's full momentum, the dozen or so cavalry pawns behind him gained confidence inexplicably, and then tightened their grip on the reins, clamped the horse's belly and shouted loudly: "Come on!"

At the same time, dozens of figures in armor and knives in front came to kill him head-on.

Zhang Liao, the leader, was wearing silver armor, holding a knife in his left hand, and shouted loudly: "Han Bao, why don't you obediently get off your horse and accept surrender!"

"Hmph, just twenty or thirty riders are trying to block my way, it's beyond my control!"

Han Bao had a sneer and disdain on his face. It was obvious that he was very confident in his own strength.After all, in his opinion, among the people in the world, perhaps only the Great Sima can barely be regarded as his opponent.

stepping stepping~~

Amidst the rapid sound of hooves, the two sides met and confronted each other.

"Death to me!"

Han Bao roared angrily, and he was the first to strike, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashing down the blade.

Now he is in a hurry, so when he makes a move, he will go all out and try his best to kill the enemy with one move!

Clang!

The collision of the two blades made a harsh collision, and the two people on the horseback leaned back a little, and then sat up straight again.

The blade cut again.

Zhang Liao strikes with a horizontal knife.

Clang!Clang!

Two more beeps.

The moment the horse passed by, Han Bao turned his head, put his right hand on his waist, took out two small arrows, and shot them out with stings in his eyes.

"careful!"

Seeing this, Qu Leng, who was fighting with the lieutenant not far away, shouted loudly, wanting to remind Zhang Liao.

However, Zhang Liao and Han Bao were very close. When he saw the flying arrow shot out of Han Bao's hand, he was too late to guard against it.

laugh!

The sharp arrow shot into Zhang Liao's right chest, and then he was taken off the horse. The blood that spilled out quickly stained the armor on his chest.

Seeing Zhang Liao falling off his horse, Han Bao, who had rushed out alone, turned his head and laughed wildly: "Zhang Liao, you also want to catch me, hahaha... go back and practice for decades, I'll go!"

"Uh~ ah!"

Looking at Han Bao's proud figure, Zhang Liao, who fell to the ground, let out a low growl, gritted his teeth, and his handsome face was a little more hostile.He stood up from the ground, threw away the long knife in his hand, took out the hard bow from the side of the horse's back, endured the pain in his chest, nocked the arrow, and drew a large arc.

"Go!"

With a sound of gnashing of teeth, the arrow feathers on the bow came out of the string, and shot forward like a bolt of lightning.