Three Kingdoms: From Yinlin to Great Wei Xiongzhu

Chapter 345 Who knows that red clothes are originally white, and who knows China's white bones
After a righteous man desperately pulled a Hu Qi off his horse and killed him, he shouted with some difficulty...

—— "Tonight, will anyone remember what we did?"

There is a bit of fortitude, a bit of hope, and a bit of complicated light in his eyes!

The hearts of countless righteous men and common people who fought with the Hu people were sour, and their eyes were moist!
die?
No one present is afraid of death!
All they fear is "forgetting"...

Fearing that after this night, history will forget them, just like the night wind blows, leaving no trace!
"Yes!" Tian Yu's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and roared. "As long as, as long as there is one person who can rush out, we will bring our deeds back to the big man, and our names will definitely be in the martyrs' shrine of future generations!"

"it is good…"

The soldier smiled miserably, turned around again without speaking, and continued to fight with the enemy.

Finally, he did not humiliate his family in his life, and he died in an extremely honorable way!
...

"It's so touching, it's a pity... none of you can escape!"

Murong Ba grinned grimly, and gave an order lightly. "Kill them all."

"Quack quack..."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Countless Hu people all laughed grimly. If they were still playing with these Han people just now, then... now, they are going to get serious.

The horses rushed into the formation, and more than a thousand horsemen formed a square formation to kill them head-on. That momentum alone was enough to suffocate people!
"The old man is one step ahead!"

An old man rushed out first, he had no weapon, but opened his hands, and rushed towards the thousands of horsemen. The body of Long Zhong under the moonlight made people feel awe!

"General Tian! I'll go ahead too!"

Countless men followed the old man...

This is to resist thousands of troops with flesh and blood, and buy time for women and children to break through as much as possible!
At this time, Tian Yu let out a long breath, and he said with emotion: "Fellow folks, you go slowly, I... I will... be there soon!"

...

A shocking scene happened!

When thousands of folks charged towards the Hu people, many Xianbei people were also shocked. Are they cavalry?On this plain, it is almost invincible!

But these unarmed people in front of them?Are they... going to charge with just two legs?

absurd!

absurd!

For a moment, these ruthless Hu people who had done all kinds of bad things felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts, and even the horses they got off...became a little staggering and hesitant.

And just then...

"Da da da…"

"Tap tap..."

From far to near, the sound of horseshoes and footsteps roared... Attracting the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

The leader was dressed in purple and red armor, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the silver-white mask on his cheeks was constantly glowing with coldness.

And behind him, there are more than thirty knights in black armor...

It is an army that has grown from dozens of people to more than two thousand!
They are coming!
His eyes are sharp and murderous!
...

"Fang...Fang Tian painted a halberd?"

Someone blurted out, with a look of astonishment on his face...

"Da da da…"

The heavy hoofbeats were getting closer and closer, as if playing that ancient and sad sound!
——"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same robes as your son!"

——"Blood will not be shed, and death will not cease!"

——"Wear iron armor and carry a long knife. Fight with your son, the road is long."

——"The wind is blowing..."

——"We, fight to the death!"

One battle song after another, roaring one after another, sang in Tian Yu's and Yan Rou's ears, this is the voice buried deep in the soul of the man of the Han family.

"Is it you? Are you back?"

An old man who had lived in Yanmen for more than [-] years looked at Lu Bu with bewildered eyes, crying like a child, and also like a child who has been wronged.

"It's him, it must be him...the posture of holding Fang Tian's painted halberd is exactly the same!"

Another old man had tears in his eyes, and his clenched fists were trembling uncontrollably.

Fifty years of living in the frontier, what big scenes haven't they seen?What hero haven't seen?But... At this moment, when the name floated in their minds, they lost their composure.

There are even more old people who behaved more and more unbearably, and some even knelt down on the ground, as if they were worshiping something.

They believed... the team that suddenly appeared, the leading general, was Lu Bulu Fengxian's heroic spirit!
It was the one who died in the White Gate Tower;

It is the existence that used to be the patron saint in the hearts of Yanmen people.

...

"Play tricks and fight with me!" Murong Ba ordered...

"Ooooooooo..."

A group of barbarians smiled ferociously, and the general who followed them... killed them carelessly.

It seems... In their eyes, the team in front of them has a loose formation and different armors, such an improvised legion?What fighting power can it have?

On the contrary, Lu Bu...

His eyes were extraordinarily pure, and those Gujing Wubo eyes seemed to be quenched with ice for thousands of years, looking coldly at the incoming Xianbei knights!
"Humph…"

The Chitu horse neighed up to the sky, Lu Bu's horse was fast, and broke into the Hu cavalry formation on his own, while the rest of the horses chased after them...following behind with all their strength.

"Da da da…"

The sound of the red rabbit horse's hooves resounded resoundingly, as if every time it stepped out, the sound was like thunder!
It is the momentum released by this single horse like thousands of horses riding together. This alone makes people gasp!
"how is this possible!"

"This momentum!"

"A very familiar aura..."

Murong Ba, who was still smiling at first, suddenly became congealed, and his complexion became extremely stiff.

Hu people are best at riding skills, so they naturally know how incredible the guy's riding skills are?

What does the cavalry charge rely on?
It is the indomitable sense of oppression and overwhelming momentum, which requires "the unity of man and horse" and "like one body"!
It's easy to say, but it can really be done. How many people are there in this world?
Can…

The cooperation between Lu Bu and Chituma surprised Murong Ba.

This…

almost impossible?
How can anyone achieve... such a state of "unity of man and horse"?
Don't tell me he is Murong Ba?

Even the king on the prairie, King Kebi of Xianbei may not be able to do it!

嗏

Even so?Break into their army formation single-handedly?Is it too much to underestimate their Xianbei knights?
"Hmph... I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, I will die!"

Murong Ba brandished the mace... and smashed his head at Lu Bu.

"Keng!"

Fang Tian's painted halberd and mace collided fiercely in the air, and gorgeous sparks burst out.

Almost everyone's attention was focused on this side... on the point where the weapons collided!

at this time…

The pupils of all the onlookers tightened!
Because... shattered, the mace shattered in the air, followed by Fang Tian's painted halberd, which slashed straight down without any hindrance!

"no no…"

Murong Ba's eyes were as big as copper bells, and before he could howl, his whole body including man and horse...had been split in two, and even his body flew far away!

The battlefield was covered with blood, and Lu Bu's simple and brutal blow...almost stunned everyone!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Wind! Wind! Wind!"

Tian Yu raised his spear again, and roared with red eyes, as if...he wanted to use the most simple way...that Qin people shouted to cheer for this ghostly figure!
— "Wind! Wind! Wind!"

— "Wind! Wind! Wind!"

Countless soldiers came back to their senses, and started screaming desperately, in order to vent the resentment that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time!
mad!
The whole process... was simply too violent!

People?Who has seen such a berserk scene, with a single blow, even people and horses... split in half!
It's a bit bloody, but it's not cruel!

In the hearts of every common people, it seems that they can be a little more cruel!
——"Even if you have thousands of riders, you can't stop me, Lu Ying, alone!"

Lu Bu roared, Fang Tian's painting halberd was still mercilessly harvesting the lives of these barbarians.

—— "Who else? Dare to challenge me!"

Because of Murong Ba's death, the morale of the entire barbarian army was suddenly low, and the morale of the army was slackened... Especially, when they met Lu Bu's eyes and heard Lu Bu's roar, they all felt cold all over the place?Who dares to fight?
keep away…

All Hu Qi only wish to stay away from this...a figure that brings them deep fear!
...

call…

A hundred meters behind Lu Bu, Yang Xiu was standing on a high place at the moment.

Seeing the scene of Lu Bu splitting the enemy general in half with a halberd, he subconsciously scratched his head and moaned softly. "The blood on the tip of the halberd is not cold, and the soul of the horse is added, hehe... He really pretended to be!"

That's right... isn't it installed?

Yang Xiu, who was originally in the mood of "sunshine dog", at this moment, unexpectedly has a touch of blood in his heart. This is the blood and pride that he would never experience when he grew up in the Central Plains and lived in a pampered environment!
Of course... it doesn't stop there.

and also…

The scene of the frontier people rushing towards Hu Qishi with the determination to die shocked Yang Xiu.

"Is this what my father told me, the backbone of a man from the Han family?"

Suddenly, Yang Xiu felt the bones in his neck tremble.

Touched, really touched...

only…

The touch turned into touch, Yang Xiu's eyeballs rolled again and again, he was thinking, if Lu Bu continues to fight like this, sooner or later it will spread to Yuan Shao in Jizhou.

This is not good for Mr. Lu's deployment!
Every time he thought of this, Yang Xiu frowned. He thought, Lu Bu was killing him, but why should he come to wipe his ass?
Ugh…

At this moment, there are only four characters in Yang Xiu's heart - I am too difficult!
And while Yang Xiu was thinking about it.

Nearly a hundred more Huqi lost their lives...

"Run away..."

"Run away..."

"Help me, ah..."

Where do the rest of the Hu Qi dare to resist?She was terrified a long time ago, crying and screaming to leave this bloody slaughter field!
Their most valiant general in Xianbei was split in half with a single move!
If this is said, no one will believe it!
However, this happened just like that, right in front of my eyes!
Now, when the red horse warrior Fang Tian painted his halberd again, what they felt was the trembling from the depths of their souls!
just like…

In the long river of history, there will always be something called "the backbone of the Han family" that keeps those barbarians who have unreasonable ideas out of the door!

The "fear" of the Han people will be deeply imprinted in their blood, and passed down from generation to generation!
...

"Brothers, can you still carry a knife?"

Infected by Lu Bu, Tian Yu yelled...

--"war…"

Everyone shouted in unison, and their morale was high. Even...the women and children who were about to break out hurriedly got off their horses...Give these white horses back to the soldiers?

Because... they can see that the positions of hunter and prey are reversed, and the offensive and defensive momentum is different!

"Follow me! Go! Rescue the general!"

With a loud roar, Tian Yu turned over and rode on the white horse, and galloped wildly in the jungle again!

Trying to catch up with the footsteps of the red robe and red horse general!

A fierce battle...

The curtain has just been lifted!

——"A mere barbarian can be destroyed with a flick of a finger."

Lu Bu's long howls kept ringing out, raising the morale of the soldiers who followed. Even those women who were holding their children and those exhausted old men wanted to clench their fists and throw themselves into the battlefield again. Fight to the end!

Tiger into the flock!

The offensive and defensive momentum is different!

Fang Tian painted his halberd frequently, Long Xiaoqi's stainless steel halberd and Baima Yicong's ancient spear were still neighing, the lives of barbarians...are being harvested continuously and mercilessly!
now…

Just like the three thousand white horses that died, those Marquis Weiqing who expelled the Xiongnu and restored the style of the Western Regions, the champion Hou Huo Qubing, and the parachutist Li Guang... They were resurrected and returned again, for the people who were looted all these years——

--Justice!
Blood debts should be paid in blood!
The night suddenly became brighter, and the military song of the Han family murmured, lingering in everyone's ears...

This battle has also come to an end!

"Father, mother, if you have knowledge under the spring, you must have seen it!"

finally…

Some people couldn't help kneeling on the ground, weeping silently and sobbing softly.

Someone also sighed: "Son, rest in peace... that general has avenged your revenge for you!"

There was also an elderly woman biting her lip tightly, muttering to herself: "Old man, son... You can go at ease... With me here, I will definitely raise my grandchildren!"

...

More and more people are infected by the atmosphere here...

They were either weeping or looking up at the sky, saying something from time to time.

Is it farewell?Or... to say a few last words to the relatives who have just passed away.

People say "hurt parting", the reason why parting should add the word "hurt" is because the sadness of parting itself is far less than that of the rest of my life... inadvertently recalling the bits and pieces!

A massacre, from late night to dawn...

It can be clearly seen that after the death of General Xianbei, countless Hu people fled to the outside of the Great Wall, just as... that is their home of peace and joy, but this Yanmen Pass is their Shura field!

ended…

everything is over!
After killing the last barbarian in front of him, Lu Bu did not move, but just rode on the red rabbit horse, standing at the dawn, enjoying the moment from darkness to light, and also enjoying this moment of tranquility.

Breezy...

The night breeze slowly...

It seems that at this moment, Lu Bu heard many different sounds, including insects, frogs, and birds!As if... Yanmen Pass without barbarians is so beautiful!

"Swipe..."

Just at this moment, there was a soft sound behind him.

When Lu Bu turned his head, he saw hundreds of people stopped fifty paces behind him, and bowed to them!
There was a dark crowd behind, including men, women, old people, children... They joined in one after another and fell to their knees!
Is that Lu Ying?

seem…

From Lu Bu's shout just now, the people knew that his name was Lu Ying!

Some old people were a little shocked. In the world... besides Jiuyuan Lu Fengxian, there is actually a man who can use Fang Tian's painting halberd to such a level!

And his surname is Lu, so it can be clearly felt that he is more mature than Lu Bu!
Is that Lu Ying?It's a good name!A name worthy of being remembered by the people on the frontier!
"The people of Yanmen thank General Lu for saving his life!"

An old man raised his head, and immediately... countless people knelt down together, kowtowed, and shouted: "Thank you, General Lu, for saving your life!"

call…

The kneeling and worshiping of these hundreds of folks made Lu Bu's heart throb suddenly, but...he didn't want to respond too much, but nodded slightly, which was regarded as a response!

After fighting for several days in a row, his eyes were somewhat tired, and... that robe was almost covered in blood!

Seeing this scene, everyone felt sour.

"General Lu, take care of yourself!"

Seven words, but they entrust the infinite care of the villagers and elders for Lu Bu.

It also made the corners of Lu Bu's eyes slightly moist.

How can this kind of feeling be compared to the "golden fans" in Luoyang City?This feeling... undoubtedly touches the soul even more!Straight to the depths of the soul!

——"General Lu, the fathers and folks of Yanmen, I implore...I beg General Lu to be the prefect of Yanmen!"

"This…"

Publicly elected, popularly elected Yanmen prefect?
This title... still makes Lu Bu tremble all over, this is the first time he has been publicly recommended by the people!Publicly recommended by the people!

——"For the sake of my father and my fellow countrymen... I beg General Lu to... just replace this Yanmen prefect!"

——"Except you, no one...no one cares about the life and death of us folks!"

——"I beg General Lu, have pity on us poor people on the frontier!"

call…

General Lu?General?
Hearing this, Lu Bu took out a Xijuan letter from his bosom. Few people knew that it was Lu Yu's last secret slip to him when he rushed to Yanmen!
The above is just one sentence... Lu Bu couldn't understand it before.

—— "Who knows that the red clothes are originally white, who will mourn for the bones of China! Who would have expected the general..."

Ha ha!

He is not a general at all!
At this moment, Lu Bu seemed to have realized it, and seemed to understand the meaning of the words on the scroll.

——Lu Yu, Lu Yu, you really like playing tricks!

Ha ha…

Lu Bu smiled slightly, he was just a shadow!I want to get back the shadow of everything I once had!

The word "general" carries too much weight for him.

He looked up at the moment of dawn, no matter what, it was dawn in Youzhou!

certainly…

As for Lu Yu's entrustment, Lu Bu has an idea to fulfill it in another way...

——The Borderlands is in need of a new patron saint!

Patronus?
Why do you have to be the prefect?
——Who knows that the red clothes are originally white, who will mourn for the bones of China!

...

...

The quiet night gradually turned into day and night.

From the afterglow of dawn, one could dimly see... at the border of Yanmen, a young general in white robe and silver armor came here.

call!
A long cry!
His eyes narrowed, looking in the direction of Yanmen Pass?

"Is it over?"

"Isn't that right? It's obvious...it's obvious that Hu people went south to plunder a few days ago, how can they be so peaceful now?"

indeed…

In this place where the white-robed young general's vision is extremely poor, there is no looting, no fighting, no bloody corruption, and only peace!

"Is it? The information is wrong?"

This young general in white robe and silver armor is none other than Chang Shan Zhao Zilong...

In the old days, Liu Bei borrowed him from Gongsun Zan and went to Xuzhou together, but...before fighting Lu Bu, Zhao Yun bid farewell to Liu Bei because of his brother's death, and rushed to Changshan!
Now I am keeping my filial piety in Changshan, but I just received a letter from my master Tong Yuan, saying that Yanmen has changed and the barbarians have gone south.

Zhao Yun has always been benevolent and righteous, and he has known the suffering of the people in the frontier since he was a child!

In the past, he also led Baima Yicong!
It is for this reason that Zhao Yun gave up keeping filial piety, and came to Yanmen to rescue the people here, and every one who can be rescued is counted as one!
only…

It was a bit too peaceful to be here this time.

Gentian silver gun put away...

Zhao Yun got off his horse... and walked to a wine shop on the border.

With infinite doubts, let me groan softly...

——"Little Er, serve the wine!"

...

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(End of this chapter)