When his eyes suddenly lit up, Bu Dugen realized that he had killed through the encirclement, and the sound of fighting was far away, but at this moment, he couldn't care about it.
The icy killing machine permeated the wind, cold to the bone, and Budugen had a feeling of being targeted by a wolf, and he turned his head a little stiffly, looking in the direction where the voice came from.
What caught his eye was a savage-like man, with a long stubble covering his face, but the eyes under the sword eyebrows were extremely impactful, the burly body, the armor had been torn, but there was no embarrassment, which made people feel the urge to turn around and leave just by looking at it.
A red steed like a flame kept shaking its front hooves, and the white air that was constantly spewing out of its mouth was mixed with the low roar of a beast, this was a fierce beast in horse's clothing, but no matter how fierce the horse was, it could not match the tyrannical aura that his master exuded.
Lu Bu Although he had never really met Lu Bu, the moment he saw this man, Bu Dugen only had this name left in his mind, and no one was qualified to be worthy of this name except for the man in front of him.
The hand holding the horse lance trembled a little, but his eyes gradually became firmer, and he slowly and firmly raised the horse lance in his hand, he didn't dare to look at the Xianbei army behind Lu Bu, who had already been killed and abandoned their armor, and fled in embarrassment, he was afraid that if he took a look, the courage he had finally gathered would collapse under Lu Bu's invisible pressure, and he said in a hoarse voice in half-baked Chinese: "Budugen." ” "Interesting" Lu Bujian raised his eyebrows, and looked at Bu Dugen with interest, since that Yuwendu, this is the first Xianbei warrior who dares to face himself.
You must know that since he killed that Yuwendu, Lu Bu felt that he seemed to have made a new breakthrough in his martial arts, that is, Zhao Yun, it was difficult to survive the twenty under him, if it was a battlefield duel, maybe within the three combinations, the winner could be distinguished, and the momentum of the body had undergone some kind of strange transformation, often just momentum, it could suppress others.
The man in front of him called Bu Dugen, not to mention martial arts for the time being, just under this kind of rout, he still dared to raise his gun to himself, and he already had the qualification to know his name.
"Lu Bu."
Also raised the Fang Tian painting halberd, Lu Bu looked at Bu Dugen, and said proudly, in the grassland, I am afraid that even the name of Xianbei Shan Yu may not be as loud as this name.
Goo originally thought that he had given up everything and should not be afraid, but at this moment, when the name really came out of the other party's mouth, Bu Dugen still felt that his heart was a little faster, and the hand holding the horse lance began to sweat.
He has a lot of words that can cheer up himself, why kill my people, why slaughter the grassland, between them, there is too much hatred between them that can make him rightly ask and blame each other, but when he really faced Lu Bu, he finally chose to be silent.
At this point, the language has become redundant, and all that remains is the weapon in his hand and the hatred in his heart.
"Roar" in a wild howl, Bu Dugen's legs clamped the horse's belly fiercely, and the horse lance in his hand stabbed Lu Bu without hesitation, all the hatred, strength and fear at this moment, all were compressed in this thorn, if it was not successful, it became benevolent, and under the urging of extreme fear and hatred, the original ordinary thorn, but with a bit of momentum that has no return, this is already a super-first-class martial arts general, it is what Lu Bu has seen in his life, and those who can condense momentum are only a palm.
That is to say, at this moment, the step root broke through Lu Bu's eyes gradually became solemn, and the red rabbit horse seemed to feel the master's intentions, and without Lu Bu's urging, he spread his hooves and trotted towards the other party.
Fang Tian's halberd slashed a strange arc in the air, seemingly slow, but it brought out a series of afterimages, above the halberd blade, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and even the surrounding air became distorted.
If Huang Zhong was here, he would be surprised to find that Lu Bu's halberd was clearly the knife technique used by the two when they fought in Chang'an, but it was actually displayed by Lu Bu at this moment, and there was no stagnation.
"Ding" One is fast and the other is slow, but it strangely collides in the center of the two.
Bu Dugen only felt a light in his hand, and he didn't have time to think about it, he instinctively lowered his head, and Fang Tian's halberd had already swept over his head.
"Poof" The war horse rushed out of more than ten zhang and slowly stopped, Budugen looked down in astonishment, looking at the half of the horse lance that was inserted upside down in his chest, at this time he found that the horse lance in his hand was only a piece of lance, and the red blood continued to seep out, and the strength of the body quickly disappeared with the loss of blood.
"Huh" Although the ending had been thought of at the beginning, at this moment, there was still an unspeakable unwillingness, Budugen raised his head, slowly raised the horse lance that was only half cut in his hand, and let out a sad long howl, and the burly body maintained such a posture and slowly slipped off the horse's back.
The war horse, which had lost its master, hovered blankly beside Budugen, arching his body with his head from time to time.
"Driving" patted Chitu's head, slowly paced to the side of Bu Dugen's corpse, looking at this grassland warrior who faced the direction of Yin Mountain until death, Lu Bu slowly put Fang Tian's halberd on his chest, no matter what, a person who is willing to die for his own nation is a warrior, such a person is worthy of admiration.
Glancing at the constantly screaming war horse, Lu Bu closed his eyes, Fang Tian's halberd turned into a horse training, cut off the head of the war horse, and didn't pay attention to the corpse of this person and a horse, Lu Bu turned the horse's head and rushed towards the battlefield ahead, there, the battle was nearing the end, and the leader of Budugen was lost, this group of Xianbei soldiers were as fragile as babies in front of Zhao Yun, Wei Yan, and a group of Han soldiers who were eager to go home.
Not everyone can have the courage to do what they know they can't do like Synchrony, most people, just mortals, will be afraid, will be afraid, but they don't have the reason to suppress these emotions like Synchrony, so they die faster, more miserable, and more undignified, the battlefield is the world of the strong, and the weak will be doomed to be eliminated. 10,000 elite knights of the Xianbei royal court, but at this moment they were killed by 4,000 Han cavalry and lost their armor, if in the past, even Lu Bu would not dare to be so arrogant, but now, with the appearance of saddles and stirrups, with these 4,000 soldiers after blood sacrifices again and again, Lu Bu has enough confidence that these 4,000 iron horses, under his own leadership, are enough to defeat any strong army in the world.
The red rabbit horse galloped up again, and soon caught up with the troops, as Lu Bu's figure reappeared on the battlefield, the last trace of resistance of the Xianbei people completely collapsed, and the group of men and horses chased out of thirty miles, chasing outside the Xianbei royal court, only to be heard of the news Putou led the army to shoot back with a round of arrow rain.
"Haha" Lu Bu wiped the blood stains on his face, looked at the Xianbei people who were like a great enemy, and laughed loudly: "Sons, go" It wasn't until the figure of the Han army completely disappeared at the end of sight that Pu Tou sat on the ground as if he had collapsed, and the ferocity exuded by the four thousand people, even if Pu Tou was used to fighting, he still felt frightened.
"Bu Dugen, let him roll over and see me" After a moment of breathing, Pu Tou roared loudly in anger, originally he was no longer ready to provoke Lu Bu, and wanted to negotiate peace with the Han Court, who knew that Bu Dugen not only opposed his decision, but also took away nearly half of the royal court guards privately.
Looking at the more than 10,000 Xianbei elites who were originally taken away, and now there are less than 3,000 left, Putou has the urge to tear Budugen apart.
"Shan Yu, Lord Budugen, he died" A leader looked at Putou bitterly, although he didn't see the fate of Budugen, but he luckily saw the scene of Budugen facing Lu Bu, although he didn't know what happened later, but Lu Bu came back, but Budugen didn't, it already explained the problem.
"What" Pu Tou heard this, his male body trembled, and he stared at the head man incredulously, suddenly glared, picked him up, and roared: "You are talking nonsense" "It's true," the man said in a slumber voice, "I saw with my own eyes that Lord Budugen was facing Na Lu Bu. ” "Lu Bu" Pu Tou heard this, his heart trembled, as if all his strength had been drained, and he sat down on the ground softly, although before, he had always been dissatisfied with this brother, and he was wary, after all, he was in the royal court, more respected by the warriors than himself, and even wanted to get rid of this brother more than once, however, when Bu Dugen really died, Pu Tou felt as if he had lost something.
"Shan Yu" Zheluo came from the rear, personally helped Pu Tou up, and glanced at the frightened and dazed faces around him, this battle is not only a loss in the army, but more importantly, it is a blow to morale, the warriors of the entire royal court, when facing Lu Bu, will lose their fighting spirit, if there may be a battle before, then after this battle, the Xianbei royal court has completely lost the qualification to compete with Lu Bu, at this moment he has no doubt, even if Lu Bu is only here alone, can make these Xianbei warriors fearful.
"Mr.
Jerro, what should I do now" As if grasping the last straw, Putou grabbed Jerro.
"Seeking peace" Zheluo said categorically: "To show enough sincerity, our tribe needs to recuperate, and can no longer withstand any toss, we need a truce with the Han people, we need the understanding of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and we need Lu Bu's forgiveness." ” "But" Pu Tou said bitterly: "Will Lu Bu agree?"
After this battle, the Xianbei royal court has completely lost its bargaining chips.
"Yes."
Zheluo affirmed: "Please allow Shan Yu to go and talk to Lu Bu in the next place, and you will definitely get Lu Bu to agree to collect the troops." ” Putou is now six gods and no master, and when he heard the words at this moment, he nodded busily and said, "Then there is Mr.
Laozhiluo." ” t1706231537: