The ghost is still dispersed, his face is abominable, he is reckless, and his anger cannot be eliminated! Ding Yuan found that in his impression of Lu Bu, he could not find a better adjective in the dictionary he learned to describe him!

In short, Ding Yuan hopes to be as far away as possible from Lu Bu, who dislikes him, as possible, and it is best to never see him again.

He disliked eating in front of Lu Bu, and even more disgusting others' defiance of his will.

However, what made him extremely depressed and resentful was that when he asked about the few remaining staff he had after the war, they gave an answer in unison: If we want to resolve the crisis, at least one general must break the situation.

When he ordered his soldiers to disguise themselves as the people to understand the people's wishes overnight, he only got one sentence: It would be great if General Lu Bulu was here!

Lu Bu, it’s that hateful Lu Bu again!

What is particularly hateful is that as he suffered a defeat on the way he came, the people's sense of trust in Lu Bu was faintly surpassed that of him, the head of a state. How ridiculous it is!

Ding Yuan knew that there was not much time left for him. The Xianbei army outside the city must have known that the reason why soldiers are so fast and acted in a good way. If he was captured by the Xianbei army, then everything would be over!

The next night, under the cover of night, fifty dead soldiers who Ding Yuan had worked hard to secretly trained rode a horse and took a letter of help to Lujiabao.

Under the attack of the elite Xianbei scouts, only two of the fifty dead soldiers escaped, and they were all seriously injured.

"General Lu..., letter of help!"

When a dead soldier with blood all over his body, almost no sign of his back was left, and there were only dense arrows left to hand the letter to Lu Bu before taking his last breath.

Lu Bu was really shocked. What kind of power can support the person in front of him to come here?

Which unit does the scout in front of him belong to Ding Yuan? What kind of trump card does Ding Yuan have?

Lu Bu admitted that he did look down on Ding Yuan.

And sometimes, a little underestimation can be fatal!

Lu Bu let go of the bloody hand of the dead soldier, spread the letter, and looked at it for a few seconds, and saw that there were nothing more than a quick rescue, and there would be good rewards. The promotion and title were no problem!

To be honest, he really didn't care much about these things, because he was confident with his ability, it would be a matter of time sooner or later!

But in the end, Lu Bu decided to rescue Ding Yuan. To be precise, the people in Wuyuan City, and the three thousand soldiers who used to belong to him but now belong to Tu Yihang!

If there is no sin in the war, then what crime does the warrior have? People are in the world and they are always in control. But when people are on the battlefield, they can only fight for a bloody path!

Tell Zhang Liao, Gao Shun and Li Xuyang that the three of them must protect the safety of Lujiabao.

Afterwards, Lu Bu rode his horse onto the black stone and rushed towards Wuyuan City with the cover of dark and quiet night.

Along the way, Lu Bu's rare caution was like a lonely wolf hiding in the dark night, moving slowly.

The ears are often pressed on the horse's back, listening to the sound of other creatures, especially the horses stepping on the earth under the quiet night. Listening to the sound to distinguish positions and people, this is a compulsory lesson for survival on the battlefield taught by Master Wang.

Although Lu Bu did not have the ability to recognize the evil and starry-like ability when the King Master was young, he could vaguely hear the sound of more than ten horse hooves from one mile away.

With his discernmental ability several times higher than the elite scouts, Lu Bu passed by the Xianbei camp more than ten miles north of Wuyuan City without any danger.

Under the bright and bright moonlight, looking at the dry and scattered and gray area in front of you, this winter grassland that emits a dry and sunken woody atmosphere. This is endless, even with some shrubs hidden from the hillside, it cannot block the view at all.

A long-lost smile slowly hung at the corner of Lu Bu's mouth.

"How long hasn't I experienced the breath of killing? I miss it very much!" Lu Bu licked his lips, a little cold. However, there was a spring in his heart.

"Since there is no place to cover it, I will leave the Xianbei people unstoppable!"

Lu Bu reached behind his arm and held Fang Tian Huaji tightly in his hand. With his breath, he smelled the still familiar smell on the Huaji. His other hand slapped Heishi's horse's butt.

Bang!

Hei Shi was in pain and roared in dissatisfaction. He glanced at Lu Bu with his lantern-sized eye, and then suddenly accelerated. Its momentum was like a horse possessed by a thunderous thunder.

Riding a horse! Driving!

This five-mile-area area is no exaggeration to call it the death zone. Most of the 50 elite dead soldiers sent by Ding Yuan to rescue were lost in this almost uncovered grassland area.

As soon as Lu Bupu appeared, he attracted the attention of the Xianbei scouts. A group of Xianbei scouts with about twenty people saw him several dozen meters away. The captain of the Xianbei scouts saw Lu Bu alone and did not care. He whispered a Xianbei speech to his soldiers.

Immediately, twenty scouts came over under his command, with grim smiles on their horses.

Murong Ye is the captain of these twenty scouts. He was originally a member of the Tuoba clan of the Xianbei. Although he was only a distant relative with Murong, the commander of the Murong clan, he was the most proud thing he usually was. As a member of the Murong clan, he always remembered the secret family motto of the Murong clan: destroy the Han and promote Hu! Slave the Han and serve the people!

So, he fought desperately and cut off the heads of six of the fifty dead soldiers. Then he whipped the corpse hard! He even secretly roasted a piece of meat to taste the freshness.

Now there is another life-and-death pig waiting for him to abuse it, and even his blood in his body boils faintly and roars keep roaring.

Lu Bu rode his single halberd, galloping towards the same eagerness with expressionless face, without any mind that the Xianbei scout who died early and was reincarnated early.

After five breaths, the two sides met.

"Go to die!" Murong Ye sneered, the exquisite scimitar in his hand brought a cruel and exquisite arc, and stabbed Lu Bu's lower abdomen first.

With a "ding bell", in Murong Ye's ghostly eyes, Lu Bu blocked it slightly, and the painting halberd raised rhythmically, as if he had caught a feather, blocking his own fierce attack with a light blow.

"Ah, my hand!" Murong Ye screamed, with a shocked look on his face, and could only watch his right hand holding the weapon break with his wrist.

However, Lu Bu returned a blow in one breath. Based on the principle of hostility, Murong Ye was cut off his wrist without any chance of avoiding.

Murong Ye's hand was completely useless. Lu Bu only used two moves, one move to defend and one attack!

The Xianbei horse with inertia was carrying Murong Ye with a gray look, galloping forward, but he was staggered by Lu Bu, but he was carried away by the horses for a distance.

Lu Bu did not stop and continued to move forward because the nineteen scouts led by Murong Ye came.

They were divided into three directions, holding sharp scimitars in their hands and heading towards Lu Bu.

There are three directions, in a triangle shape, and there are about six people in each direction.

Their formation is very neat and rigorous, which can ensure that the weapons in the hands of the nineteen people continue to attack Lu Bu. If Lu Bu is not careful, it may lead to several blood holes being stabbed on his body.

In Lu Bu's opinion, they obviously practiced for a long time and were very familiar with this formation. This formation is also similar to the Three Talent Formation in the Ming Dynasty.

But Lu Bu was still not afraid, but instead felt a little excited.

These nineteen people with a rigorous formation are worth his move!

"The stars change!" Lu Bu suddenly shouted, and even closed his eyes suddenly.

The Fang Tian Painted Spear in his hand moved!

Fast, from stillness to extreme speed, this situation that originally took a long time to brew was broken by Lu Bu.

In the first wave of rushing towards Lu Bu and being able to attack Lu Bu, their eyes were suddenly lost.

They didn't even see anything clearly, only saw a few flashes of halberd lights!

Lu Bu's eyes were closed, but his ears were several times more sympathetic than usual. Fang Tian's painting halberd moved according to some oblique arc trajectory that had been tempered in his heart millions of times!

At this moment, Lu Bu passed so slowly in his heart, because he had supreme confidence and obsession to make that set of actions. But in the hearts of the nine pioneer Xianbei scouts, he was so fast as thunder. The light of the halberd was left, and in their eyes, there was only the light of the halberd!

Chi, chi, chi, chi, this is the sound of weapons rubbing.

Six scimitars flying in the air brought out accurate piercing trajectories and death's dance steps, and rushed towards the direction Lu Bu expected.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!" In the nine people's disbelief and despairing eyes, the six people attacked could only watch the scimitar that was still in control of the former companion's hands and shot at him in a cold-blooded and ruthless manner. They pierced their lower abdomen violently. Another person was unlucky to hit the end of Lu Bu's halberd light, and was cut through his chest!

The stars are moving, this is the last move of the halberd technique, which contains the strongest move of the ultimate martial arts of the halberd technique. Based on the four or four ounces, the enemy's weapons and body are transformed into their own attack weapons. Let the enemy indirectly kill each other.

Although Lu Bu had long anticipated the might of this move in group killing, he was still a little surprised because he rarely had the opportunity to use this move in actual combat in the past. In the final analysis, he had experienced too few battles!

But he quickly came back to his senses, and instead used this move with interest.

Last time, the stars were about to show their strength. Of the nine people, seven of them died tragically, and two escaped by chance.

This time, after the remaining ten people were prepared, the effect was still cunning, four people died, two were seriously injured, and the remaining four people escaped by chance.

The six scouts who escaped a disaster and Tuoba Ye, who had broken his right wrist, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This is not a human being? This is simply the killing god among the killing gods! His halberd technique has reached a certain extreme.

Tuoba Ye even began to be glad that he had only broken his right wrist. No matter what, he had at least his left hand, and he still had the chance to hold the sword again.

"The target of the God of Killing should be Wuyuan County, he should have left!" Tuoba Ye guessed this in his heart. His heart, which was beating rapidly like a silver bottle cracking, and the water slurry jumping, finally relaxed a little.

He rode his horse and turned around, looking at the sharp young man with a clear outline like an ancient Greek sculpture. He wanted to see a back, and he wanted to remember this back and this shame forever. He was destined to be the target he would pursue and drive away in his life.

"You guys won't run away? It's just a pity that I don't have the habit of taking Xianbei prisoners!" At some point, Lu Bu, who was riding on the black stone, was already close to the ruler.

His expression was slightly surprised, and he looked at the Xianbei scouts in front of him with a little interest, especially the Xianbei scout captain whose wrists were cut off by him.

"It's you who should run away. Humph, don't think you can just defeat the twenty-man scout team of our Great Xianbei. Let me tell you that there are more than 300 Xianbei warriors within a radius of five miles. If you wait until they gather together, it will be your death!" Tuoba Ye said threateningly.

He wanted to use facts to scare Lu Bu away, or let Lu Bu catch him as a bargaining chip to escape. After all, it feels better to be alive than to die!

"You reminded me that in half a cup of tea, only one of you can go back alive, let's start!"

Everyone was shocked and shocked. The meaning contained in the remaining seven people's eyes suddenly changed. For the Xianbei people who were unruly, killed their father and brother if they were angry, and advocated the strong as king, there would be no pressure to use a knife to the former corpse, let alone under the threat of life.

Just as several people were about to take action, they killed Tuoba Ye, who had broken his wrists and had little strength left, Lu Bu spoke: Wait, pick out the one who did the most evil among you first!

Tuoba Ye's heart was already dead, but when Lu Bu shouted and waited, it was like listening to the sound of nature. However, the sound of nature had not yet been savored. Another sentence from Lu Bu made his heart fall into the eighteen levels of hell again.

really:

"It was Tuoba Ye, who slaughtered many Han people!"

"Not only that, he has also been more powerful than many Han women!"

"This is not outrageous. Once when I was patrolling at night, I was shocked to find that he was secretly eating human flesh!"

"Beasts, beasts are worse than beasts!"

"This person deserves to be killed!".
To be continued...