The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

Dazzling, it is probably used to describe Lu Bu's martial arts!

Mu Shun, a subordinate of Shangdang prefect Zhang Yang, rode out to fight with a spear, but his momentum was fierce, but he was anticlimactic. When they crossed with Lu Bu, Lu Bu raised a halberd and stabbed him under the horse.

And his death seemed to set a precedent.

Not long after, the remaining eight generals were easily beheaded by Lu Bu one by one like chickens and dogs!

"Hahaha!"

Taking a breath, Lu Bu, who had beheaded nine people in a row, was full of blood. His men and horses drank together, slapped the red rabbit horse, and simply rode out alone. Fang Tian drew his halberd and pointed it at the coalition of princes: "You rat! But there are still people who dare to fight I fight?"

His voice was like a bell, and with unquestionable overbearing coercion, he swept across the coalition camp ahead.

I wipe!This is too awesome!

The nine generals were actually instantly killed by him!The princes were shocked.

"Where is the general named Guan Yu who killed Hua Xiong? And where is the young general in white robe just now?" Lu Bu watched without arousing the slightest interest.

Lu Bu has sat on the throne of the world's number one general for so many years, and no one has been able to shake his position. Naturally, he has a mentality of contempt for the world.

Thinking of him, Lu Bu, ever since he became famous in Bingzhou and helped Ding Yuan, Ding Yuan was able to beat all the Hus and dominate the entire Bingzhou, and he even wanted to set foot in the Central Plains.

Even if due to various reasons later, Dong Zhuo subdued him and helped Dong Zhuo, Dong Zhuo would dare to enter the capital, control the court, and then overwhelm the princes of the world!

To sum up, his Lu Bu's number one strength in the world is not only obtained by boasting, but also obtained from killing corpses and seas of blood.

Therefore, in recent years, Lu Bu, who has been sitting on the throne of the world for a long time, is even a little arrogant and despises everyone in the world.

"Who is this Lu Bu? Why is he so brave!" Beihai prefect Kong Rong questioned. He was known as the descendant of Confucius, and he was respected by the literati and scholars of the time, and his appeal was very powerful.

Although he doesn't understand military affairs, he also has a pair of eyes. He can see the miserable state of Wang Kuangjun and Gongsun Zan's army;

"This is Lu Bu! I heard Cao Mengde mention it! He is known as the number one general of Dong Zhuo's army! He holds a square sky painted halberd in his palm, and sits on a hissing red rabbit. Fighting, known as flying generals! There is a saying in the time: Lu Bu among men, Chitu among horses!"

"So that's how it is... Speaking of a certain subordinate, there is also a general named Wu Anguo!" Kong Rong nodded and recommended.

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"Don't panic, gentlemen! Wait for me to fight him!" With a strong voice, like a thunderclap, Wu Anguo, the subordinate of Beihai prefect Kong Rong, galloped out with a hammer weighing more than 100 kilograms, with bold words and momentum Majestic.

Of course Lü Bu was not afraid, he swung his halberd and slapped his horse to meet him, "Drink!" Wu Anguo roared violently, and smashed his sledgehammer at Lv Bu. However, in Lu Bu's eyes, Wu Anguo's sledgehammer dance was full of flaws.

After all, generals like Wu Anguo who wield hammers usually use force to overwhelm others. Lu Bu's strength is not inferior to him at all, and Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand weighs one hundred and eight catties.

Moreover, Wu Anguo's shooting speed is not as good as that of Wu Anguo!

In just a few rounds, Wu Anguo knew that his words were too big, and his life was in danger. He panicked when Lu Bu found an opportunity to hide him. He picked Wu Anguo's wrist with a halberd, and the crescent branch on the halberd's head chopped off Wu Anguo's left hand;

Wu Anguo, who was stung, was eager to run for his life. He swung a sledgehammer with one hand and slammed it at Lv Bu. With a moment of courage, Lv Bu couldn't move forward, so he ran away.

The red rabbit horse travels thousands of miles in a day and flies away like the wind. It is a luxurious supercar among horses, and it arrives in the blink of an eye.

However, just as Lu Bu swung his halberd to stab Wu Anguo in the back, a blue light galloped towards him.

"Lu Bu, look at the arrow!"

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"Om!" Following a sharp explosion, a blue and silver arrow of light streaked across the night sky, and exploded into stardust. Frowning, Lu Bu turned his horse's head and prepared to catch up.

But he was a little surprised to find that the young general seemed to be aiming at rescuing Wu Anguo. Seeing that he had successfully stopped Lu Bu, he turned his horse around and retreated to the camp where Gongsun Zan belonged behind.

"Kanto Wufu, but mediocre!"

This was the first sentence Lu Bu said since he came out. There was no sarcasm or sarcasm in his tone, as if he was stating an accomplished fact, even slightly disappointed.

But these words sounded particularly harsh to the ears of the Kanto warriors, as if a sharp steel knife had been pierced into their mouths, each of them blushing and ashamed.

It's just that they couldn't be singled out, but they could only hold back their humiliation.

What, why don't you just use the army to cover up the killing?

Funny?

Really, these princes are all shameless and shameless?

You must know that the Han Dynasty respected Confucianism and respected etiquette. The literati had the etiquette of the literati, and the warriors had the rules of the warrior.

Whenever the two armies confront each other, most of them have to fight in front of the battle. A fierce general is in the front alone, and the soldiers under his command are shouting and cheering in the rear. This is a means of boosting morale.

Of course, this is just a common method among warriors, it may be used or not for Confucian generals and counselors, after all, no one has ever seen counselors in two armies fighting desperately with swords in hand.

Fighting generals must be named before, and they need to report their official positions, military positions, and surnames, and then start fighting. Although it looks pedantic, there is indeed such a rule.

Even in fighting there are rules, whenever you shoot an arrow with a gun, you need to call out to remind the opponent, the so-called "enemy looks at the gun" and "thief looks at the arrow" refers to this.

In accordance with the rules of being upright and upright and not doing secret things, none of the military generals who pay attention to martial arts will shoot cold arrows at the back of others without reminding them, even if the opponent is a rebellious minister or a chaotic party.

These are the rules.

This is also the reason why Zhao Yun shouted before every time he shot an arrow.

The words were in order, seeing Lu Bu easily beheading the generals sent by his side one by one, the princes from all walks of life were angry and angry, and their hearts were burning with anxiety.

The princes of the Eight Routes, with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, were shocked by Lu Bu alone. If this was reported, wouldn't it make the world laugh?

But if they were to rely on their own soldiers and horses to far surpass the opponent, they would not be able to do such a shameless thing.

After all, they are both the governor of one side and the prefect of one place. Who said that the Han Dynasty was a state of etiquette?

At this time, even if you know that you are going to die, you still have to continue to send people up. Maybe someone can beat Lu Bu?

In fact, they also knew that this hope was very slim, but at least they could consume Lu Bu's physical strength. If his physical strength was exhausted, even if he was an enemy of thousands or ten thousand, a soldier could easily cut off his head.

Of course, this possibility is even slimmer than before.

But no matter what, the princes of the Eight Routes also held a sigh of relief in their hearts. They didn't believe that the world would not be able to find a fierce general who could compete with Lu Bu!

But the problem is that even though the princes from all walks of life have this idea, the generals under their command don't think so. They all bury their heads down, shrink their heads and dare not make a sound, for fear that the lord will tell them to go up to die.

From ancient times to the present, there is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.

Now, Lu Bu's strength is displayed, and it really seems so amazing.

It is true that when he was given the title of No. [-] in the world, even though the generals in the world knew that they could not beat him, they all felt dissatisfied in their hearts.

Why is Lu Bu the number one in the world?