New Story of Lv Bu

The second child was charging forward regardless, when someone hugged him tightly, and he instinctively slammed into him with his elbow. The person snorted and hugged him tightly. The second baby turned around and saw that it was Uncle Liu! Before he could ask, Uncle Liu hugged him and rolled to the left.

After a thunderbolt, a hole had been smashed where he was originally, and a billowing boulder was bounced to the right. The second child was dumbfounded and watched the dozens of people in front of him instantly turned into trapeze, and when they fell, they had become pieces of minced meat.

"The second baby! That thing is too powerful! I can't rush forward anymore!" Seeing the second baby still a little confused, Uncle Liu hugged him, rolled over and stopped beside a pile of corpses. There were about a hundred corpses in this corpse pile, all of which died after being hit by a crossbow. All of them looked hideous and looked like evil spirits.

Uncle Liu took out two water sacs on the pile of corpses, handed one to the second child, opened one, and filled his stomach with water. "The old man was originally a quack doctor, and his medical skills were good. The soup felt a little wrong as soon as he took it, so he only drank half of it, holding the rest in his mouth, and vomiting quietly when no one was looking for it."

"The medicine must have added ingredients. After drinking it, it will overdraft the potential of the person. Once the effect of the medicine is over, it will be a useless person! You should drink water quickly, drink plenty of water, and it is best to vomit it out!" The second child was shocked. Now, if it weren't for Uncle Liu, he would have died just now! He hastily filled his stomach with water, and jerked his throat with his fingers.

At this moment, a blood-stained hand suddenly stretched out of the corpse, and a weak voice shouted: "Give me water, I also want to???" Liu Bo and Erwazi were startled. He reached out and touched the **** and stick. "Don't??? Don't be afraid, I'm??? a human!" A young man covered in blood crawled out of it.

This person is a little fat man, with a big round face, small eyes, nose, and mouth, just like a big pie with a few green beans on it. He leaned down neatly and cursed. "I said, why do I feel hot and dry all over? It turns out that it is filled with ingredients. My name is Zhao Sier."

The slings of the Union State Army were still sending out slings swiftly, and the round slings continued to fall into the yellow turban, reaping the lives of the yellow turban mercilessly. In the two hundred steps in front of the Binzhou army, there were no standing yellow turban pawns. They were all running and fleeing, making horrible screams, avoiding the sling attack.

The Yellow Turban formation has long been torn apart, and people are running around like headless flies. The slings on the top of the head whizzed past from time to time. After landing, they jumped around and drilled in the crowd. Once hit by the slings, the best result would be missing arms and legs, lying on the ground and wailing. Every moment, there are a large number of people dying around, and the dead people are full of blood, fragmented, turned into masses of flesh, bursting in the sky.

The people running around screamed bitterly, screaming in disregard of their heads, completely aimless, just trying to stay away from the battlefield in vain. From time to time, several people bump into each other and crash down. People who are not injured get up from the ground in a daze and continue to scurry. The desire to survive has overwhelmed fear, and overwhelmed the heat in the body.

Just half a month ago, they were only attached to farm tools with hoes. Suddenly, the Yellow Turban came to the village, killed the tyrant and the landlord, and told them that as long as they followed the Yellow Turban army, they would be fed and clothed. Even if they died in battle, they could enter the paradise and enjoy eternal blessings. Who can refuse such a good thing? As a result, hundreds of thousands of farmers joined the Yellow Turban Army.

However, it was only when they fought against Dahan's most elite army, the Union State Army, that they understood the gap between the mob and the elite soldiers. The Binzhou Army has not yet formally attacked, and the Yellow Turban Army has caused huge casualties just by relying on the crossbow and catapult. For these farmers who have never been on the battlefield, those two things are the punishment of the thief!

The disorderly chaos aggravated the casualties, and there were slings and wailing everywhere, like a hell. The remaining yellow turban pawns were already confused and moved forward step by step mechanically, like drunken drunks, dancing like zombies to welcome the feast of death.

"Stop it, the effect is about to arrive." Lu Bu waved his hand and gave the order. In an instant, the catapult stopped shooting. Lu Bu has an instinctive dislike for the massacre. His biggest wish is to save hundreds of thousands of lives this time. Seeing that the Yellow Turban army's offensive has been completely smashed, there is no need to kill evil again.

Suddenly there was no earth-shattering roar in the sky, no sling stones ramming around, there was a sudden silence in my ears, and everyone was a little uncomfortable. In the clearing between the two armies, the yellow turban pawns still had about 20,000 left. Their steps had become staggered, foam began to flow from the corners of their mouths, and they fell to the ground as they walked.

"The doctor moves forward and catches a few of them back to see if they can be saved." Lü Bu sighed. He has been fighting against alien races for seven or eight years, and his heart will be different if it is not my race. He has no guilt at all. Xin, now he is facing his own compatriots, and they are all; old and weak, he can't bear it anymore, and there is still a large area of ​​land waiting for them to develop in the remote Mobei.

Suddenly, one of the remaining yellow towels fell to the ground and crackled like dumplings. Within a few breaths, everyone fell. The fallen man blushed and panted loudly. Wriggling on the ground, it seemed that he wanted to let the heat in his heart dissipate earlier.

Hundreds of medics carried their medicine chests and approached the edge of the battlefield under the protection of more than a thousand heavy soldiers' shields. They squatted down and signaled their pulses carefully. Their movements seem to be well-trained and very efficient. The Hetao Academy has a medical department, but did not find a good teaching, so I had to concentrate on the rescue on the battlefield. After reformation, the battlefield rescue of the state army can be called the first among the big men.

"Da Sima, they have been poisoned and have overdrawn their physical strength and energy. As long as they use the medicine to neutralize the toxins in their bodies, they can still be rescued, but they can only recover completely after resting for several months." The doctor who led the team was an old man. Nearly sixty years old, with white hair and white beard, and a fairy style. Standing in front of Lu Buma, he briefly said the cause, result, and how to treat it clearly.

"How long does it take to decoct the medicine?" Lu Bu was a little anxious, but that was more than 20,000 lives, not 20,000 pigs and dogs. The old man smiled slightly: "This is an ordinary antidote, and the doctors will always keep it nearby, and a larger dose will do." "It's so troublesome!" Lu Bu relieved his mind.

"Move forward, cover the doctors and treat those poisoned yellow turbans!" Lu Bu gave the order, and the banner officer behind him quickly passed the order to Gao Shun on the watchtower, and then the watchtower conveyed it to the whole army. The 40,000 Union State Army continued to move forward, carefully bypassing the Yellow Turban, which was still struggling on the ground.

Behind them, three thousand heavy soldiers searched for the living people, and then carried them to the front of the dozens of large tents according to their injuries. Hundreds of doctors and hundreds of female soldiers were there to heal them. The black-faced veteran and Dubo have organized more than two hundred lightly wounded county soldiers to patrol everywhere to maintain order.

Sixty thousand people did not even touch the army formation that merged with the state army, and it fell apart like this. Bo Cai felt a little regretful in his heart. He had known so long ago. It would be better to use them as human shields when the Bingzhou Army charged. Then I thought about it, this is also good. I have tried out the big killer of the Bingzhou Army, the catapult that makes a loud noise, and the **** crossbow that can shoot huge arrows.

It seemed that this battle was not very easy to fight. Bocai hesitated a bit. Since he started up for two months, he has always attacked and won the battle, and he is invincible. Unexpectedly, I suffered a big loss here. In less than half an hour, I lost 60,000 people. It seems to be a hard bone. The usual methods didn't work, and only a magical force was used to win.

"Lao Peng, this battle seems to be a bit dangerous. In order to win this battle, I have to make a surprise soldier! I leave all the cavalry to you. You quietly detour to the rear of the Han army and attack behind you, so that you can have a little more control. ." Pocai grabbed Pontor and showed him the way on the map.

"Going out from the back, there are a series of hills to the east. You walk along the back of the mountain and you can get around behind the Han army in about half an hour. I will give you some more time. You must launch an offensive at the latest. Later, I will collapse." Peng Tuo looked up at Bo Cai, still the familiar and gentle face.

"Give me all the cavalry, what do you do? The Han army on the opposite side is all cavalry!" "Haha!" Pocai smiled. "Lao Peng, these ten thousand cavalry are precious to you and me. In the eyes of the opposite Han army, I am afraid they are like pigs and sheep. Since they are not of great use here, it is better to fight to the death to survive!"

"Okay, two brothers, I believe you! Let's take a gamble! The big deal is to wear a red robe and go to the sky! I will leave you with a thousand cavalry, once the situation is gone, I can keep you out of the siege!" Peng Tuoyi Hand over. "Old Bo, I'm going! I hope there will be time to see you again!" After speaking, he lighted the cavalry and went away.

Wearing a big red robe to go to heaven is a lingo in Taiping Taoism, which means to die for the ideal of peace in the world. In addition to death in battle, there are also abnormal deaths such as being assassinated, poisoned, delayed, and car cracked. Peng Tuo's last words, I hope there will be a goodbye day, deeply hurt Bo Cai's heart. In the past half a day, Lao Peng has said all his heads off. Could it be that he is going to die in this battle?

Hahahaha! Bocai laughed, making the people around him a little baffling. Since the incident, Qu Shuai has always been calm and composed. If the command is determined, why is it so wrong today? Even the laughter is so abrupt. Could it be that after days of hard work, it is impossible to get hysteria?