New Story of Lv Bu

Both Wang Jin and Zhang Lin nodded secretly, and if they didn't bother to say anything, they explained the situation clearly in a few words and also gave a solution. The amount of information in this passage is too large, and it will have to be considered carefully later. This Lu Fengxian is not only good at martial arts, but also has a shrewd mind. It seems that he needs to make good friends for help. With this thought in mind, the posture naturally lowered.

"Fengxian, how do you deal with it in your opinion?" It was Wang Jin who spoke in a completely deliberative tone. This is what Lu Bu waited for. After the boss asked and then answered, the effect would be surprisingly good, and he would naturally do his part. "My lord, all the eagle-shooters in the shield formation in front of us have been shot, and the remaining hundreds of dead men in white are all swordsmen. The brothers who want to come to the middle song can take care of it. There are a few bowmen left. It doesn’t matter, just slow down and kill with one blow!"

"A good slow-moving battle will kill you with one blow, and the envoy, this battle will win!" Zhang Lin also understood, and quickly made up for his fault. "Very good!" Wang Jin also nodded again and again. "After surrounding the enemy, make Jun Ke rush to the city gate and call the city, and enter the city first. As for the Xianbei cavalry in the north, it is no problem. I will defeat them with my troops!" Everyone was surprised at once, and Baiqi was defeated. Qianqi, what does Lu Fengxian do for the Spring and Autumn Dreams? There are more than a thousand Xianbei and Qianqi from the state's elite soldiers. There is no guarantee of victory. Lu Bu laughed bitterly too. The new prefect has just arrived, so I can't say that my private soldiers have 1500, let alone Wei Yue's 200 Qiang soldiers.

Unexpectedly, the more amazing is yet to come. Lu Bu pointed out: "There are more than a thousand Xianbei cavalry behind you. I killed more than two hundred cavalry two hours ago, and they will arrive in half an hour. My men will be there soon." Wow, So there are reinforcements! Everyone suddenly had a bottom in their hearts. "There are only two hundred people!" Lu Bu continued. Wow, everyone's hearts immediately sank to the bottom of the sea, one hundred people against two thousand Xianbei? "Masters, let's talk first. My chest hurts, so let's go down and rest." Lao Wang Zhong finally couldn't stand it anymore, his heart had been crushed for thousands of times.

At this time, the yellow dust rolled in the distance, one after another, Wang Jin's face was suddenly pale and uncertain, Zhang Lin's face was also dark, only two hundred and five Wang Han's face remained as usual. At this time, another enemy army will come, and everyone will really explain it. "Everyone, stay calm and restless! The yellow dust is rising up one after another, this is my soldier!" Lu Bu waved his hand, more than ten breaths later than expected, it seemed a bit troublesome.

After a few breaths, nearly two hundred cavalry came on horseback, and there was a sense of murder from a distance, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood. The cavalry wore armoured leather armor and iron helmets. The armor was covered with a silk-faced robe, stained with blood, and even a few arrows were hung diagonally. The tall and sturdy horses of the same color, with **** heads hanging from the necks of the horses, yellow beards and hair, full of anger, are the heads of the Xianbei people. Everyone is surrounded by four or five tall and strong war horses, all equipped with saddles, and immediately full of all kinds of supplies. The black and red faces of the knights were covered with sweat and sludge, and the people and horses exuded a strong smell, which was a mixture of sweat, blood and horse sweat.

No one made a sound, and more than two hundred people marched into a square array opposite Lu Bu. The two teenagers rode out to Lu Bu Ma. "Zuoqu Qiantun should have two hundred and ten people, but actually two hundred and ten people, 16 people were slightly injured, and three were seriously injured. Beheaded at level 205, 13 of them were prisoners, and the noisy did not leave. They were all chopped off, so they came a little late. Seized two hundred and ninety-eight horses, Dubo Gaoshun, Hou Cheng, and it's over." The speaking teenager smiled embarrassedly, but everyone felt that it was embarrassing that it was not aimed at Thirteen prisoners were cut off, but it was a while late. "Be careful not to be late next time! Otherwise, military law won't be allowed! Enter!" Lu Bu stared. The two teenagers stepped back in relief, and they were still communicating with each other with their eyes. Everyone suddenly realized that the thirteen first-levels were really nothing compared to being late!

Lu Bu turned around and faced Wang Jin. "My lord, I will lead my troops to fight against the more than a thousand Xianbei, and I will defeat them in half an hour, and then I will fight back against the enemy of the East." "What if the Xianbei cavalry from the east arrives first?" It was the king who asked the question. John, this quarter of an hour gave him such a deep memory, better than all of the twenty-three years. It turns out that the real battlefield is so exciting and wonderful, and the competition between intelligence and iron and blood is so touching. What I want is this tune, which is much more exciting than playing beauties, cockfighting lackeys, flying horse shooting and hunting in Jinyang!

"Good question!" Lu Bu waved his hand: "The flag is coming!" "Nuo!" A tall and strong giant stood behind him, took a long bag from his back, and connected the seven-eight-section wooden stick to the wind. exhibition. Two high flagpoles are erected high, and on the flagpole is a blood-red red flag that is two feet long and six feet high, surrounded by purple tassels, and eight **** characters on it: Those who commit a strong man will be punishable even if they are far away! The red flag and black characters are flaunting fiercely in the wind. The heroic face holding the flag is strong and majestic. Behind are four flag bearers. The people are tall and majestic. There is a kind of unspeakable brutality and murderousness.

"Send a few people with this flag group and stationed in the hills five miles away. The horses dragged the branches and shrubs, soaring up clouds of smoke and dust. The Xianbei people have seen the red flag first, and their minds are taken away. Seeing smoke and dust everywhere after the hill again, I thought that there was a large army behind the hill, and he must hesitate." Lü Bu roared: "Gao Shun, lead my eighteen guards, lying behind the hill, when Xianbei hesitated immediately. Kill his officers with bows and crossbows to take his horses, and Xianbei will surely depart! You will not be in love with him immediately! When he finds it fooled, I will have been in Jiuyuan City for a long time!"

"Nuo!" Gao Shun and the others roared together, urging the horse down the mountain. Although there were only dozens of riders, it was better than thousands of horses!

Lu Bu silently watched Gao Shun go away, turning around and shouting, "Heavy rides!" More than two hundred riders jumped off their horses, each selected one of them, and then helped each other, shaking from the backs of other horses. Opened a vest. This vest looks a little weird. It is made of several layers of cooked cowhide. It is quite tough. There are round and oval iron pieces inlaid on both sides of the horse’s neck, horse hips, and horse chest. The iron pieces protrude outward. , Polished extremely brightly, sparkling in the sunlight.

The vest is open from the neck of the horse to the chest of the horse, and the entire vest is easily draped on the horse. The cavalry buckled the locks on both sides of the opening and fastened the iron-covered faceplate to the neck armor with the locks. Then the cavalry skilfully tightened a few silk ribbons and covered the horse with a piece of silk from head to toe. Put a high-waisted saddle on the horse's back and fasten the girth. With sharp eyes, Zhang Lin realized that the stirrups were not one, but a pair. Next, half of the cavalry pulled behind the other half, and the entire armor fell on the ground, leaving only the close-fitting shirt. The cavalry behind took out an armor and looked at the cavalry in front. This armor was also made of multiple layers of boiled cowhide. There were two round iron plates on the chest and a slightly larger abdomen. The cavalry behind tightened the silk ribbons on the chest and abdomen of the front cavalry, and put on a big silk and silk shirt, put on an iron helmet, buckled a pair of jade belts on his abdomen, and inserted six short spears behind his waist. Put on the waist knife, this waist knife is actually curved, not as straight as the ring head knife. Hundreds of cavalry received one and two spears, mounted their horses together, and formed a triangular formation northward.

Lü Bu nodded: "It took only ten breaths to make progress! Hou Cheng, lead the heavy soldiers, protect the envoys, and be optimistic about the supplies!" He turned on his horse and arched his hands briefly: "The monarchs will wait a moment, and some will break the enemy! "After speaking, the horse stood at the front of the triangle, and with an order, more than a hundred people rolled north.

Watching Baiqi rolling northward, Wang Han's face was flushed with tears rolling down. He wiped his tears and drew a knife and yelled: "Middle song! It's a man who comes with me! Don't let people watch the joke! The Han army is mighty!" "The Han army is mighty!" "The Han army is mighty!" Mighty!" The only two hundred men left in the middle song were aroused and rushed towards the dead man in white with Wang Han. They are all frontier soldiers, and people daring to break through Xianbei and thousands of horses, these three hundred people can't fight for more than one hundred dead soldiers. What face is there to live in the world?

More than two hundred Han soldiers shouted, like a torrent, killing all the way to the west towards the enemy. Wang Jin stood immediately on the hill, sighing for a long time, two crystal teardrops fell from his eye sockets. This is the real Han army! Compared with them, the five schools of Habayashi, hog-dog ears! There are more than ten thousand such elites, running wildly across the sea, how can ten thousand households be true?

Years of **** career stopped him from daydreaming. "Hou Cheng, what is the meaning of the red flag? Would you like to explain something for me?" "Don't dare to be a humble post, let's listen to the villain." Hou Cheng looked forward and spoke with the voice of gold and stone, cruel and tragic. "This red flag is the mortal flag of Zuoquqiantun. As soon as the red flag comes out, you will never die! Not to mention tens of thousands of people who died under this red flag. Zuoquqiantun's most tragic battle was Baiqi vs. Xianbei. Seven thousand, ten in and ten out, killed one person in Xianbei ten thousand households, four people in thousand households, sixty-seven people in one hundred households, beheaded 1,318, and Xianbei collapsed. There were only eighteen people left in Zuoquqiantun. People are injured!"

"It's so tragic! Lv Fengxian is a true hero! How can he be just a tutor?" Wang Jin was moved. "The four great families of Malu Huangyan in Wuyuan County are intertwined. Adults will know that in the future, if the leader of Lu Tun is an outsider, if he had not always had the heart to die in every battle, this leader would have long been regarded as not. "Wang Jin understands that there is no foundation behind it. "No, Lu Fengxian's father and ancestor all served in Wuyuan. How did he become an outsider from official to school lieutenant?" "To make you know something, Lu Tunchang's father and ancestor also must first in every battle, and in every battle, he must die. The subordinates are scattered and there is no shade!" "So that's it!" Dare to fight and die quickly, avoid fighting and live long without fighting, heroes are scattered, and mediocrity is the best! Wang Jinchang sighed. This is what the big man looked like. The idealists were all dead, and the rest were realists. Lu Fengxian had to continue to fight hard to keep his position as the chief.