The main force of the Bingzhou cavalry stationed was resting. A hoof walked through the soil, and the horse was leisurely lying on the tender green grass. He was holding a hook and sickle nearby and looked at the direction where Lu Bu left before, frowned.

"Wen Yuan is looking at what?" Cao Xing came over from the resting Bingzhou cavalry and asked in a low voice: "Are you worried about your lord?"

The ponytail swung, and the gaze of the figure slowly retracted from the distance. After seeing the knights approaching, their eyes swept across the eight thousand cavalrymen. The atmosphere seemed quiet. Occasionally, there were buzzing and low-key conversations coming, and Zhang Liao nodded.

"I always feel that there are some problems..." He took his eyes back with a serious expression: "......... The Black Mountain Army's hundreds of thousands of people, even if they failed the initial battle with Yuan Shao, they would not only send more than 10,000 people out of the mountain... What's wrong with seeking death?"

The general who checked the bowstring immediately raised his head and smiled on his face: "I can't say they are just coming out to seek death."

Then, he felt the war horse under his seat twisting uneasyly. Cao Xing stopped and frowned, looking at Zhang Liao over there, who also frowned. It was obvious that they felt a vibration from the ground just now.

"It seems that there is something wrong. Go over! Go and find Fengxian in the past, maybe something happened there..."

Before he finished speaking, the tremor on the ground continued to come. It was a huge movement that could only be achieved by cavalry charge. However, it became much lighter when it came here. It was naturally noticeable for one of the cavalry generals.

"Everything is on, rescue the lord—"

Zhang Liao flipped straight up and shouted loudly, and ran wildly with his gun.

The knight who was resting behind him was overturned on the horse's back, and the earth then exploded under countless horse hooves, and the cavalry rushed with him.

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The spring breeze blows across the earth with a slight cold spring. The horse's hooves roar like raindrops shaking the ground, rushing down the hillside like an angry tide, crushing towards the oncoming lone rider.

On the slight red ray, Lu Bu cut through the soil with a halberd in one hand, gritted his teeth and opened his lips and exhaled his gas, sucked in, and the war horse galloped. The violent shaking made the muscles on his face tremble slightly.

This was not the first time Lu Bu faced a huge cavalry alone. When he was a teenager, he had confronted the Xianbei cavalry. At that time, Tan Shihuai was not dead. He followed the border troops to block the barbarians on the grassland to the south, and broke into the opponent's array alone, killing many people, killing generals, and snatching the flag. However, they still lost in the general situation and were very unwilling to accept it.

I thought that if he had a cavalry, he might not have failed that day, and his comrades might not have been killed one by one. Later, he became Ding Yuan as his adoptive father and wanted to use this relationship to get what he wanted. He had nothing but the position of Lord Bo. He killed Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo, and there was nothing. At that time, there were fewer and fewer soldiers following him.

However, in that prison, he still remembered what the old man said.

"Although the future is confused, I can finally walk my own path..."

While speeding, Lu Bu grinned, then gritted his teeth and suddenly let go of it the next second. He opened his mouth wide and let out a beast-like roar. The halberd broke away from the ground and slashed forward.

In front, the Black Mountain Rider swept over like a tide—

The painting halberd was from bottom to top, drawing a semicircle, slashing through the human body. The sound of the war horse's head exploded. The moment the flesh and blood flew, the red war horse rushed into the array of high-speed charges. The whistle halberd tip smashed the iron spear on the way forward. The human body flew up in the sky, and the war horse that had its head broken and the neck slashed over and overturned.

A cavalry killed a pair of people from the two thousand charges of cavalry arrays. The fighting figures intersected with the knights on the war horses. The sound of weapons colliding and breaking, and the flesh and blood exploded. The floating brocade came to the crispness of tearing and splitting. Lu Bu rushed out of the rear formation. The halberd and his arms were covered with the blood of the enemy. There were about dozens of people who died in his hands. The traces of swords and guns were particularly obvious on the chain armor, and the cloak behind him turned into a ragged cloth strip, which looked quite embarrassed.

Blood drops slid from the tip of the halberd.

Strictly speaking, this Black Mountain cavalry is not a truly elite cavalry, otherwise he would not have killed him so easily. However, it was obviously unrealistic to want to kill two thousand people by himself. The charging cavalry array passed by, and he pulled his horse and looked forward. There was still a cavalry array waiting, but he did not charge.

The wolf cavalry of more than 2,500 people, almost half of them were built for the skeleton. They also abandoned the cavalry standard of using spears to charge, and instead used a bow shooting. At this time, facing Lu Bu, they quietly raised their arms, and arms with bows stretched out. They rode a horse with a scimitar on the highest point of the hillside, looking at the figure of the God of War below, and slowly raised their arms.

"Lu Bu...I really want to compete with you in cavalry once..."

Looking at the dense bows and arrows pointing over here, Lu Bu turned his horse's head and smiled: "Then come on--"

When the scimitar reflected the golden light slowly fell down, Gongsun Zhi shook his head and said, "But he will never give up any chance to kill you...so...you can only die!"

The tip of the knife fell from everyone's sight with golden light, and shouted: "Call him to death-"

"drive!"

The red rabbit neighed and ran hard. The air there was full of buzzing sounds of string sounds. The dense feather arrows flew into the sky and covered them. On the back of the swelling horse, Fang Tian Huaji waved away the moment the arrow fell. In the crisp sound of the arrows, they were repeatedly knocked away and knocked away. Several lucky arrows landed in advance in front of the Red rabbit horse running. Fortunately, the wielding halberd was thrust straight down. On the war horse, the fierce body had a bleeding line.

The arrows pierced the beast's head and shoulder armor, and some of them fell on their thighs. After the arrow rain, the running of each person and one horse was still moving. Under the loose bun, Lu Bu was still holding a painting halberd, and the red rabbit had a few arrow rain on his body, and the movement was filled with pain and bumps.

The dozens of Bingzhou elite cavalry were dispersed among the two thousand Black Mountain cavalry. Cheng Lian and Song Xian kept watching the figures over there, slashing hard to break out a bloody way to rescue, and their eyes also showed despair.

On the other side of the battlefield, the black bandits who were disrupted were reorganizing the array amid the call of the leader. The dead leaders' bodies were collected and transported to the rear. Zhang Yan dismounted and looked at them, closing the eyes of the dead brothers with his own hands. While getting on the horse, he looked at the lonely cavalry that was already on the verge of despair, and slowly spoke: "Lu Bu's martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world, but unfortunately... it's hard to be lucky."

Wow!

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo-

The sound of trumpet suddenly came from the southeast, and the sound quickly resounded through the sky with the mighty horse hooves coming. Large phalanx of cavalry came stepping on the roar that shocked the earth.

The arrow flew over the sky again, and the halberd cut it off. Lu Bu quickly over the horse's head. The war horse named Red Rabbit endured the severe pain caused by the arrows on his back and the ribs, and rushed towards the cavalry there. Just as he was about to shoot Lu Bu, the Bingzhou cavalry who came to rescue finally arrived at the battlefield. The situation that originally dominated the battlefield became confusing, but for Gongsun Zhi.

He was not afraid to fight, and Lu Bu would not do it either.

The arrows on his shoulders and thighs were suddenly pulled out and threw them to the ground. Lu Bu changed into a war horse and stepped on it. Then, the real battle between the two sides started.
Chapter completed!