Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Because Yan Qing was always on the scene in his heart, even though the transporters who were responsible for transporting the rations were too weak, Lu Bu was still excited as if he had been beaten, and used [-]% of his strength to deal with it.

Once he works hard, it will be the Yellow Turban Army who will suffer.

It was clear that it was not far from the destination, and beside the seemingly quiet and flat mountain road, a dense rain of arrows suddenly appeared.

And under the cover of the dense arrows, there were more than a thousand cavalrymen who appeared suddenly.

Shouting loudly, drums beating in unison, horseshoes are fierce, breaking countless dead branches and leaves, arrogantly raising their necks and neighing, straight to the sky.

These well-equipped iron cavalry were fierce and fierce, and their four hooves were windy, leading them to sprint down the steep slope at a high speed, and they were already approaching in the blink of an eye!

In an instant, the unprepared yellow scarf soldiers were knocked into a daze, their souls were scattered, and they were turned on their backs.

Once caught in a head-to-head confrontation, the one who suffers will always be the one with insufficient preparation and chaos.

The enemy general reacted quickly enough, and after being washed away by a wave of hundreds of people, he immediately roared angrily: "What a mess!! Line up to meet the enemy!! They are few in number!!"

He roared hoarsely, and the lieutenant tried his best to maintain order, and even beheaded the one who wanted to take the lead to escape on the spot, so as to narrowly stabilize the defeat.

But Lu Bu, who waved the forty-jin Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, still making it look as light as nothing, took the lead and rushed to the forefront.

One person, one horse and one halberd, but they have already created a situation where everyone is wrong!

Seeing that the enemy general was still struggling to die, he lifted his thin lips coldly, and snorted disdainfully in his nostrils: "Hmph!"

Overcome!

Every time the radiant halberd streaked across the air with a beautiful and bright silver light, it would bring up high sprays of blood mist, and heads with hideous expressions and blood lines connected to their bodies.

Wherever he went, there was no armor left, and a vacuum zone was formed around him in the blink of an eye.

However, this evil ghost, who is as fierce as Shura, will not be satisfied with staying in one place just because the enemy is cowering, but keeps moving forward, as if he wants to rely on his own strength to survive this ambition .

"Damn it!" Although Lu Bu was fighting the enemy hard on the front line, he woke up unprecedentedly. He really looked around and listened to all directions, fearing that something might go wrong in front of the long-lost lord. Fallen his face.

He turned his head angrily, his tiger eyes widened, almost turned into a fire-breathing dragon, and roared sharply: "Which bastard fired the rocket!!!"

It burns quickly, but why should they be in such a hurry?

What the lord wants is this batch of grain and grass, of course even a single grain of rice is essential!

The little soldier who thought he was smart and made a foolish claim immediately became the target of everyone's criticism. He couldn't help shaking his body, shrinking his neck, quickly put away the bow and arrow in his hand, and changed his knife tremblingly to continue killing the enemy.

After Lu Bu finished yelling at him, he still had a lot of fire in his stomach, and it was impossible to turn back to find the other party to question him, so he could only temporarily scatter at the enemy army in front of him.

The enemy will feel more and more bitter in his heart.

He is well aware of the importance of this grain truck.

After General He and the others took down Chenliu, who was in a desperate situation, in order to maintain the high morale, they had to go all out and pursue the victory.

For the convenience of marching in a hurry, there is not much food and grass with us.

So he, who was left behind to deal with the aftermath, took on the important task of searching for food and sending it to the front quickly.

If something goes wrong in the middle of this, General He and the others will have to let themselves peel off.

But this magic soldier led by the peerless general riding a big red horse came prepared, how could a team composed mainly of transporters who couldn't even wear shoes be able to resist it?

It's not like he didn't think about leaving the people behind behind and taking only a part of the grain and grass... But the opponents are all cavalry, they carry heavy grain carts, and rely on two extra legs, it is impossible for them to be faster than the enemy army .

No matter how you look at it, it may be difficult to keep this important food and grass.

The enemy general gritted his teeth bitterly, holding on to the last sliver of luck, and suddenly shouted: "Who is coming, and the name has not been reported yet! Don't you know that this is Lord Jietian Yasha's food team, how dare you be so presumptuous!! If If there is a misunderstanding, I will quickly back down, and I can report it lightly—”

Lu Bu narrowed his eyes and caught sight of the bandit generals who were chattering endlessly behind him a few hundred steps away, and who were also whimsically trying to use the notoriety of the 'Yellow Turban Army' to scare off this group of 'road bandits'.

It turned out to be hiding there.

Lu Bu raised his sword eyebrows, with a smile that was not a smile.

He didn't argue with the other party, but narrowed his eyes to stop the restless Chitu.

Fang Tian's painted halberd was swung wildly for a few weeks, and the bandit soldiers who were close to him turned into headless corpses and fell to the ground.

He didn't continue to rush forward, and the soldiers who had been left far behind finally got a chance to surround him and protect him.

However, Lu Bu didn't pay attention to the chaotic counterattacks of the Yellow Turban Army. Before they arrived, he put down his painting halberd without hesitation, took off the unicorn bow on his back, and unhurriedly jumped from the body of the red rabbit. In the quiver hanging on the side, three brand new feathered arrows came out.

Bending the bow and drawing the string, nocking the arrow to aim.

The strong and clear joints were slightly white due to the extreme force. These series of movements seemed complicated, but Lu Bu was very familiar with them.

It took only a short time from the idea to the concrete completion.

Yan Qing had just recovered from his breath at this moment, and when he opened his eyes to look, he caught that particularly stalwart and tall silhouette. With amazing physical strength, he pulled a big golden bow surrounded by bright red flames into a full moon.

The blue veins on Lu Bu's forehead popped up, and he shouted: "Go!"

"Om-"

A clear string sounded in the ears, and then a cold star and bright moon roared out with lightning speed!

Everyone felt a cold light flash in front of their eyes, and the three heroic death-defying arrows had pierced through the body of the enemy general, one hit the neck, one hit the torso, and the other hit the thigh.

He and the mount under his crotch fell to the ground without even a scream.

Lu Bu: "Well..."

He obviously didn't aim at the horse.

The Yellow Turban Army was terrified by the killing of the main general, and even the deputy general panicked and fled in all directions.

Even his life has to be accounted for, who can control He Da Yasha's accountability!

Seeing that the Yellow Turban army was routed one after another, and their corpses and supplies were thrown all over the ground, Lu Bu stopped looking at them and turned to ask Yan Qing what he meant.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, and made a "go after" gesture.

Lu Bu's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood.

So he was arrogant and arrogant, and raised his arms above his head again...

The cavalry behind rushed out again with a very standard heart.

Yan Qing was caught off guard and suffered another cruel visual torture, and couldn't help taking a deep breath in pain, eyes full of regret.

Lu Bu was unaware of Yan Qing's collapse, and when the soldiers returned their orders, he urged his horse vigorously and shouted vigorously, "Let's go!"

If it was said that the tiger chased the sheep before, now it is the eagle chasing the chicken.

Lv Bu gave an order, and the cavalry dispersed, but in the eyes of Yan Qing, who was watching the battle from a high place, the formation was like a roc with its wings spread out, and then slowly closed in again.

With only two legs and a pair of scarred bare feet, how could it be possible to outrun Lu Bu's well-trained cavalry?

However, Lu Bu understood what Yan Qing meant, so he didn't indiscriminately hack and kill these soon-to-be captives, but drove them back together after driving them together.

They thought that a catastrophe was imminent, so they cried and cried, and the sound of crying floated far away in the air, so desolate.

Lu Bu frowned in disgust, and impatiently explained a few words to the soldiers, letting them pass it on.

What are you crying for?

The lord is so merciful and benevolent, most likely he will let them return to their old career of farming, which is much happier and more stable than the bitter days of wandering with the army, nonstop, and anxiety.

After Lu Bu assigned the task of collecting the prisoners of war and counting the harvest to the subordinates, with a heart beating wildly in his feverish chest, his face was paralyzed, and he went to look for the lord.

Yan Qing naturally praised him severely.

Just when Lu Bu was delighted, but still struggling to maintain a serious expression, Yan Qing pretended to be casual and said: "When I looked down just now, I saw the military order gesture to charge, and I needed to use my hands to do it, which was too troublesome and inconvenient. , let’s change it.”

Lu Bu smiled proudly, and answered confidently, firmly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Bu has trained them for several months, if you still can't remember them firmly, then there will be no place for them in the army!"

——Practiced for a whole month?

Yan Qing's eyes suddenly went dark, and his figure staggered slightly.

"Lord beware!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lu Bu quickly took a step forward and held him firmly.

However, it was a small matter that could be solved by putting his shoulders together, but he accidentally touched the slender waist.

The cool and delicate touch from the bottom of his hand made his mind flutter inexplicably.

Like a small boat tied to the shore, suddenly the urchin untied the rope, and slowly swung to the center of the river.

I was already in a good mood, but suddenly it got a little better.

However, the books in these few months have not been read and copied for nothing. Even if Lu Bu is acting courteously at this moment, he does not show the slightest flattery. The ground is muddy and uneven, my lord be careful."

After Yan Qing thanked him casually, he lost his interest and said, "Well... I'll let you divide 1000 people from my guards and escort them to transport half of the grain trucks back to Chenliu."

Lu Bu calmly put the hand behind his back that touched the soft yet flexible slender waist, touched it quietly for a moment, and listened with bated breath: "The other half?"

Yan Qing thought for a moment, then replied: "Send it to Guide nearby, Dingtao."

Lu Bu responded with a full mouth, and immediately ordered to go down.

Yan Qing was still a little displeased, looked at the sky, and said: "Should I leave the pro-supervisor first, or follow me to chase them back?"

Although they were asking, neither Yan Qing nor Lu Bu subconsciously expected to get another answer.

The opportunity to be alone that Lu Bu had been longing for had finally arrived.

He tossed and turned a set of rhetoric that he had prepared long ago in his stomach, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with it, he took a long breath, patted his hooves and bounced around, like a red rabbit enjoying himself. , Squeezed out a nondescript smile, and leaned closer.

"Lord."

Yan Qing was pondering the impact of Cao Song's death on the situation in Luoyang, now he came to his senses, Xun Sheng turned his head slightly: "Feng Xian?"

Lu Bu cleared his throat, and said with difficulty, "That distraction just now...wasn't intentional."

Yan Qing didn't expect that Lv Buhan's expression was awkward, but he was talking about this.

His heart moved slightly, he smiled lightly, and said noncommittally, "Oh?"

Even if Lu Bu was killed, it was impossible for him to dare to tell the truth in front of the lord—at that time, he was a little distracted when he saw the moving slender eyelashes, so he couldn't help running away.

But if he makes up random things and fabricates some falsehoods, he might not be able to do it, but he has just learned such a harsh lesson, and he neither dares nor refuses.

So while maintaining an indifferent expression, he tried to express his guilt and remorse through his eyes, and said lightly: "I haven't seen the lord for many days, and I miss you very much. It’s not good to be someone who has never seen it before.”

He didn't know that he had no intention of putting willows in willows, and as long as he lowered his head, he unconsciously showed a dejected and listless pitiful air, which was in stark contrast to the triumphant and invincible victorious on the battlefield just now.

Yan Qing's heart softened very much, if she had some doubts and a little depression before, it disappeared in smoke now.

In particular, Lu Bu, who has always been careless and careless, was so sensitive and repelled by the possibility of creating a estrangement, which moved him quite a bit.

only……

Yan Qing hesitated to speak for a few times, but still couldn't hold back and asked, "Did Fengxian get blinded by the sand, or did his eyelids cramp?"

Otherwise, how could it be inexplicably crowded from the very beginning?

If he didn't know Lu Bu quite well, he might have misunderstood him as a clumsy wink.

Lu Bu: "..."