There is no room for sighing on the battlefield, and Ma Chao already knows this.
However, this time, he realized how uncomfortable it was for a person to completely turn into an emotionless killing machine and a ruthless prince.
However, for a moment, Ma Chao stood upright and suddenly found three more riders charging towards him with spears in front of them.
Ma Chao's thoughts became violent again, he lowered his body to dodge the spear, and moved the spear with his backhand to sweep across the air: blood spurted out from his neck more than a foot high, and six heads of man and horse flew up into the bloody sky like the rising sun.
Suddenly everything in front of him was clear: Ma Chao finally broke through the enemy's formation and looked back at the Yuan's army's formation.
He saw the smoke rolling down and Yuan's army's soldiers surging in like a crowd, like a group of ghosts emerging from hell, with the deafening sound of horse hooves pressing over them like a flood.
Ma Chao was secretly worried: Is this the result he wants?
If there was any possibility that Lu Bu could survive, then Ma Chao would definitely hope that Lu Bu would not have to die.
However, if he had to pat his chest and swear that he had never thought of the possibility of Lu Bu sacrificing him to save himself, then Ma Chao would I dare not make this guarantee Because Ma Chao, who had already figured out Lu Bu's thoughts, naturally guessed this result.
Moreover, for a moment, Ma Chao also agreed with Lu Bu's words: This is the best outcome for both of us.
Controlling Lu Bu is indeed the dream of any time traveler.
However, in this cruel and real troubled world, for a real prince, he must not keep a person with whom he can match his own in terms of force, reputation, intelligence and scheming.
Because, at this time, Ma Chao is still There is no power to control everything and encompass the world.
This point is different from the Lu Bu who was killed by Cao Cao at Baimenlou in history.
If nothing changes and Ma Chao really doesn't change and Ma Chao waits for the short-sighted and greedy Lu Bu, he will definitely accept Lu Bu happily.
However, history did not develop as Ma Chao expected this time.
Lu Bu became successful because he gave Lu Bu opportunities to hone and grow again and again.
Only in that way can Lu Bu wear off his unruliness and ambition and become a handsome man worthy of big responsibilities.
However, while grinding away these things, what Ma Chao did not expect was that Lu Bu would gradually change his mind and use his understanding to learn the heart of a prince that he should not have learned.
So in the end, it was Ma Chao who had to use the most tender method to kill Lu Bu, not to mention that Lu Bu at this time was already bent on death.
Fighting with all their strength until the last moment, holding on to the frantic Yuan Jiajun, preventing them from uniting again and becoming a vicious wave that would annihilate Ma Chao.
It was the most appropriate and memorable way that Lu Bu could choose.
Only in this way can the entanglement between Lu Bu and Ma Chao come to a complete end: the most painful regret is to remember that person's kindness.
Lu Bu did this The warm blood and minced meat sprayed on the shirt and armor gradually became thick and cold, but Ma Chao, who was already less than ten feet away from the white horse, could not help but look back.
He saw Zhang He shouting furiously and cutting off Song Xian's head with a knife.
He saw Yan Liang roaring in the sky and fiercely split Cheng Lian's body in half.
He even saw that Wei Xu, who was trying his best to protect Lu Bu, was shot into pieces by Yuan Jun's crossbow arrows.
The life trajectories of these three people are completely different from the cold history books.
Especially Wei Xu, who betrayed Lu Bu, used his blood to directly attack the cold and irreversible history.
Of course, what Ma Chao saw more was that proud figure, roaring back and forth, with fighting spirit like the wind.
The fiery red horse and the gleaming euphorbia became the brightest highlights in the billowing smoke.
What made Ma Chao even more sad and weeping was that the man's goal was to lock Han Rong.
He used his burning life to fulfill the general's final loyalty.
This was the only way.
After killing Han Rong, the entire army will completely collapse "Sons, don't be afraid."
After Han Rong was severely injured, life began to flow out of his body after that crazy mania.
And what went with him was his courage and fighting spirit.
Facing Lu Bu's resolute charge, Han Rong looked at Lu Bu's cold and gray face, as if he saw the face of the God of Death.
He roared sadly, "He is only one person, how can he kill all of us?"
Come on, if anyone can kill Lu Bu, I will give him glory and wealth for the rest of his life."
In times of crisis, a person's cultivation is best seen.
Ma Chao really couldn't think of it.
Isn't it ironic that someone like Han Rong, who is ruthless, murderous and greedy for life and afraid of death, breaks through the gate of martial arts?
"Wow ya ya" However, finally some desperate soldiers roared and rushed towards Lu Bu.
"roll"
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"puff" Lu Bu shouted softly, and Fang Tian swung the halberd lightly.
The sharp halberd blade had already opened the warrior's lower abdomen.
The brutal power came through the tip of the halberd, knocking the warrior's body upside down and flying away. , the heavy body rolled and rolled through the air, knocking down more than a dozen Yuan soldiers one after another, and Han Rong's personal formation instantly broke into commotion.
"Antlers, put the antlers, hurry up."
Seeing that Lu Bu was about to rush in front of him, Han Rong suddenly remembered this thing and shouted anxiously: "Hurry up and lay out the remaining antlers to block him, damn it!"
Hundreds of soldiers hurried forward carrying antlers and formed a dense array of antlers in front of the formation, barely blocking Lu Bu's charge.
At this moment, Han Rong's eyes flashed with a ferocious look: Lu Bu, what do you think of you this time?
Damn it, you can't rush your horse through the antlers to kill me, right?
If it weren't for his damn Ma Chao, then the head on Lu Bu's neck would be "whispering sound" To Han Rong's expectation, Lu Bu's gray lips turned into a rich and disdainful smile, and his slender right arm was raised again.
The heavy Heavenly Painted Halberd was raised in the air again, and the sharp halberd blade touched the sky.
An icy cold light shines from the halberd blade, like a burning cold flame, absorbing the soul.
"open" Lu Bu shouted loudly, and swung down his raised right arm.
Fang Tian Hua Ji came out again, spinning past the dense antlers, and the Tian Hua Ji whizzed past like a strong wind.
The sharp antlers in the dense formation flew into the air in an instant, turning into hundreds of ferocious sharp blades, raining down from the sky.
An endless pitiful howl suddenly rang out from the soldiers' formation, and dozens of soldiers were instantly nailed to death on the cold battlefield by the sharp antlers they had laid out with their own hands.
"Trip the horse rope" Han Rong once again shouted sternly: "Trip the horse rope" At this time, he no longer had the vigorous and invincible demeanor of fighting Ma Chao.
He was completely a coward who was greedy for life and afraid of death.
This was in sharp contrast to Lu Bu, who was determined to die.
Dozens of soldiers rushed forward desperately, and dozens of stumbling ropes were pulled out, barely blocking the way.
Lu Bu smiled calmly and put Fang Tian's painted halberd back on the saddle.
The long bow came into his hands again at some point.
Suddenly, Lu Bu's arms crisscrossed and swung out in an extremely graceful manner.
The long arrow held in his hand has roared out from the string, turning into two silver snakes and piercing the front of the formation.
The soldiers waiting on both sides wailed and fell down.
Each of the soldiers who died tragically had blood holes the size of a bowl opened by wolf-fang arrows on their chests, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
"snort" Lu Bu sighed calmly and urged his horse forward again.
He was already less than ten steps away from Han Rong.
"die" Lu Bu suddenly shouted loudly, and before he could finish his words, countless layers of viscous energy had tightly entangled Han Rong, making Han Rong unable to move like a moth caught in a spider's web; in an instant, everyone's ears Zhongdu was filled with sharp and piercing roars, as if you were in a hell of ghosts crying, and you could no longer hear any other sounds; looking around, you could only see the endless waves of assassinating Fangtian halberds all around and swept away Han Rong.
However, just when the euphorbia was still some distance away from Han Rong's head, Lu Bu's murderous intention suddenly collapsed and weakened, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out: Lu Bu's body, at the last moment, could not support him in using his strongest force.
A move.
Before gathering momentum to explode, As for Lu Bu's body, after spitting out the mouthful of blood, he slumped down from the red rabbit horse and stopped moving.
"No" Ma Chao looked at this scene from a distance and let out the most piercing and heartbreaking roar.
Han Rong and other soldiers were far away from Lu Bu's body, wandering in fear.
No one dared to step forward to check the truth: