The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 180 Backhand
After roaring, Budugen vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and fell off his horse.

All the surrounding soldiers rushed up in an instant, and when everyone hurriedly helped Bu Dugen up, they found that their king had died with his eyes turned up.

The man who was hailed as the best successor after Tanshi Huai, still failed to complete his grand plan to go south, and passed away with regret and unwillingness.

Kaqi found a stretcher, put Budugen's body on it with a sad face, and personally lifted the stretcher in front of him, and walked forward with heavy steps.

The Xianbei soldiers who broke out from the rear quickly caught up. After hearing that Budugen was shot and killed by Lu Bu, they all cried loudly in grief.

While everyone was crying, Ka Qi glanced at the retreating Xianbei soldiers, only ten thousand riders remained.

Including the soldiers and horses he has on hand, the total is no more than 3 people.

Most of the soldiers were trapped on the battlefield, unable to escape, and became prisoners of the Han army.

Fighting and fighting with the Han people for decades, never came back with a full load of looting, and never had such a miserable defeat like today.

Situation is stronger than people, Kaqi understands this truth.

So when the generals roared to go back to avenge Budugen, Kaqi suggested to go back to Xi'anyang to make plans.

In fact, these Hu generals are not really stupid, they are just talking and putting on airs.

They had worked so hard to escape from that siege, and no one would be stupid enough to go back and die.

In addition, there is another more important thing, which is before their eyes.

After Bu Dugen's death, who should inherit his great cause is the key.

Some people support the eldest son, some support other heirs, and Budugen's clan members also support them.

Of course, there are also ambitious people among them who want to replace them.

Where there are differences, quarrels will naturally arise.

Budugen's bones were not yet cold, and the generals were arguing endlessly here about the inheritance.Fu Tuhe, who was on top of the wood, couldn't stand it any longer, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Generals, can you listen to me."

The generals turned their heads, glanced at Fu Tuhe contemptuously, then turned their heads back and started arguing again, showing no sympathy to the old man at all.

Kaqi's face darkened, and he was about to step forward, but Fu Tuhe grabbed his wrist and shook his head slightly.

When Budugen was alive, he especially admired Futuhe's plan to go south for him.Due to Budugen's power, the generals were forced to show some face to the master and apprentice, but from the bottom of their hearts, they looked down on this pair of master and apprentice.

Now that Budugen is dead, who would want to talk to them.

Just when everyone was arguing again, a small group of people rushed over from the front.

These soldiers were all disheveled, obviously they had encountered a battle, and the little leader who led the army was even more mournful, dismounted and reported the truth to the generals.

The Han army took advantage of their main force to go out to fight, so they attacked Xi'an Yang in a fraudulent manner, and burned the millions of grain and grass they had hoarded.

All the generals were dumbfounded when they heard the news.Without food and grass, let alone fighting with the Han people, even if they are exhausted, they can be exhausted to death.

"These Han people are so terrific, don't they know how much food there is?" Kaqi's heart was bleeding, he walked up to Fu Tuhe, gritted his teeth but was extremely unwilling: "There are millions of food and grass, It's gone!"

Knowing that all the food and grass had been burned, Fu Tuhe's head buzzed, and his thin body fell back on the wood, his eyes were empty and his face was haggard.

It is precisely because we know that there is so much food that we need a big fire, and it will be settled once and for all.

The Han people also knew that there was so much food and grass that they couldn't move it away for a while, so they simply burned it, completely cutting off the way back, and preventing us from having a place to stay.

The general trend is gone.

Fu Tuhe closed his eyes in resignation, and said to Kaqi, who was half squatting in front of him: "I have been living for the invasion of Han in the south all my life. Lost to a young junior."

"Master, you didn't lose, it was because those Han people were too cunning." Kaqi argued unwillingly, and stretched out his hand to Fu Tuhe's chest.He may be indifferent to others, but he respects and loves the teacher who taught him knowledge and raised him from a young age.

"Win the king and lose the bandit, this round, the old man lost."

The old man closed his eyes, and his tired face was relieved, "The future of Xianbei should also be handed over to your generation."

The old man beckoned and signaled Kaqi to get closer: "The king is dead, and the sphere of influence under his command is definitely without a leader. Most of his generals are from reckless backgrounds, and his sons are mediocre, so they can't make a fortune either. How much can you swallow? It depends on your own ability."

"There is a saying in the Han people, which is called lying down and tasting courage. As a teacher, I hope you can engrave today's shame in your heart and never forget it."

In the end, the old man's words became smaller and smaller, and Kaqi's eyes gradually burst into tears. He knelt on the muddy ground and swore with his fingers upright: "I promise you, if I can't step through the Yanmen Gate in my lifetime, I Kaqi swear that I will not be a man. "

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"Damn it, I've had enough, the one who teased this bastard must be deliberately playing tricks on me!"

On a relatively high hillside somewhere, Cao Xing spat out the wooden stick in his mouth on the ground, and his tone was extremely annoyed.

The five or six feet wide avenue below is the only way to Xianbei.

However, he has been squatting here for four or five hours, not to mention the Xianbei people, and he has not even seen a ghost.

Logically speaking, even if the Xianbei people lose the battle, they should go to Xi'an Yang, how could they come to this ghost place.

The more Cao Xing thought about it, the angrier he became, and he felt that he had been tricked by a monkey.

This guy said it nicely, and the custody gave me a big credit.

Shit!nonsense!
I also believed his evil, and waited for a long time in vain for nothing.

Even if you have a baby, you can go to the street to buy cloth.

Cao Xing angrily cursed Xi Ce, the sour Confucian thief who killed thousands of swords alive, he would definitely have a son in the future.

"Master Cao, look!" The man next to him pointed to the end below, where there was a large group of Xianbei people coming here, no fewer than tens of thousands.

"Hey~ This guy really hit the mark. If he goes to become a great immortal, he can keep it and make money."

Cao Xing, who is a dog face, looked over there, grinning happily like a dog's tail flower.

"Bring the guy up." Cao Xing waved his hand, his face full of excitement.

The four accompanying men carried a huge green and black crossbow in front of Cao Xing. The length of the bow alone was three meters long.

The Xianbei people below staggered and walked slowly on this wide road.

Cao Xing looked at his head. His prey was Budugen, the king of Xianbei, but unexpectedly, this guy died.

Cao Xing was very upset immediately, but luckily he saw another person soon.

OK, that's you.

After making a decision, Cao Xing asked four burly men to set up a huge crossbow.

He fetched that special crossbow arrow, the body of the arrow was two feet taller than Cao Xing's, the heads were sharp, and the shaft was about half as thick as a wrist.

Rather than an arrow, it would be more appropriate to say a gun.

Cao Xing, as the sharpshooter second only to Lu Bu in the army, his eyesight, arm strength and judgment are naturally not far behind.

He put the long arrow on the body of the crossbow, clasped his hands on the tendon strings, kicked his feet on the ground vigorously, leaned back slightly, and moved back step by step with all his strength, pulling the crossbow almost to its fullness.

After he took aim, he loosened his hands.

Cao Xing didn't even hear the sound of piercing the sky, which shows how powerful the arrow is.

Bang!
A huge explosion sounded in Kaqi's ears, and he stared blankly, the sky and earth shattered in his mind.

The whole body of Futuhe, which was carried by several strong men, was firmly nailed into the ground. The shaft of the arrow penetrated the ground at least two or three feet deep. Only one or two soldiers could not pull out this huge arrow. Crossbow arrows.

Originally, Fu Tuhe still had two or three months to live if he was well recuperated, but now he was hit by this arrow, and even the Da Luo Immortal could not be saved.

Kaqi looked at the serene old man who ended the curtain, and felt the pain in his heart.

But at such a sad moment, there was a clamorous voice from above: "Xianbei children, do you still like the gift from your grandpa Cao?"

"I'm going to kill you!" Kaqi's eyes were red, and he raised his long spear and went straight to Cao Xing above.

"Come on, Xianbei bastards, if you have the ability to catch your grandpa, hahaha!!!"

Cao Xing didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, he laughed and got on his horse, and they disappeared in a flash.

It's so fucking exciting to run after pretending.

(End of this chapter)