The Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms: The Evil God Arrives

Chapter 534: One Halberd and He Fell to the Ground

"The thousand-year-old protective will of the Han Dynasty's northern border is still so... nostalgic." Hu Yanchu looked at the Bingzhou military camp in the distance. Ever since the army arrived at the northern grassland of Bingzhou, he felt the hostility from the Han Dynasty's thousand-year-old protective will.

"Chanyu, that is the warning line left behind by Lu Fengxian after he defeated the Xianbei army." Qiulinbei pointed at the gully that stretched for several miles and was drawn by Lu Bu, and said gritting his teeth.

"It seems a little different from the will left in the holy land?" Hu Yanchu did not express his anger directly like Qiulinbei did. Although the anger burned in his chest, he did not let the anger enter his brain. Now the Northern Huns must let him remain calm enough.

"The traces of his will here should be left before he broke through." Qiu Linbei forced himself to suppress his anger. Even though he was so angry and hateful towards that man, he had to admit that Lu Bu had entered a new realm.

The pillar of light that reached the sky that day and the feeling of oppression that came in the wind were seen and felt by them even though they were in the Northeast Plain.

The heaven and earth are magnificent, it is such a grand scene.

"Breaking through the current limits of martial arts." Faced with such a person, Hu Yanchu didn't know how to evaluate him. He just hated why such a person did not appear in the Northern Xiongnu, but appeared in their arch-enemy, the Han Dynasty, even though the Han Dynasty itself had been in chaos some time ago.

"Qiulinbei, have you found a way to break through the current limit?" Huyan Chu turned his head and asked the strongest man of the Northern Huns. In this battle, morale is also an extremely important part.

"I have no idea at all." Qiu Linbei's face was bitter. Although he didn't want to admit it, he really couldn't feel where to break the limit.

Qiu Linbei was silent for a while. As early as when the momentum of Lu Bu's breakthrough came from the wind, he had already realized one thing: because of some of his actions, his way forward was blocked.

In other words, even if he could find his own way forward, he would not be able to reconnect the broken way forward unless he could destroy the wolf spirit in himself and rebuild his divine will.

But, is this possible? It was a fluke that he was able to assimilate the wolf spirit at the level of internal energy leaving the body. Now he has to destroy it and start all over again. Qiu Linbei doesn't think he can succeed.

Moreover, the Northern Huns are now at war with the Han Dynasty, and he has no time to rebuild. The longer he delays, the more bleak his future becomes.

"Chanyu, why don't you go ask Xubu Cheng? After he came back, he broke through to my level. Maybe he can find a way to break his own limits there." Qiulinbei said with a sigh.

He led five thousand tribesmen out, but in the end less than a hundred came back. Xubu Cheng's sin was indeed great. However, driven by huge hatred and grief, Xubu Cheng successfully reached the ultimate level of internal energy leaving the body.

"Xubu Cheng, huh!" Huyan Chu felt heartbroken when talking about Xubu Cheng, that sinful guy. Those were five thousand of his tribesmen. The current Northern Huns only had a native population of only 700,000.

Even if about 50,000 people who yearned for the Xiongnu Empire were absorbed from the Southern Xiongnu, there were only 750,000 of them so far. As a result, Xubu Cheng suffered 5,000 direct casualties.

"If he wasn't useful in the upcoming war, I would have driven him back to the Buyeo base long ago." Huyan Chu sighed. What would happen even if Xubu Cheng lost 5,000 of his tribesmen?

As early as when they decided to return to the Mongolian grasslands, Hu Yanchu had realized that this time, they might lose more than half of their population, most of whom were the strongest. Because these strongest people were the most arrogant tribesmen, the fastest rushers on the battlefield, and the most likely to be killed by the Han army.

"Chanyu, the war eagle reported that the Buyeo and Wuhuan Subu tribes rebelled, and the Han army defeated the coalition forces of Goguryeo, the Three Han and the Xianbei in Liaodong. Are we really not going to move our tribal camp out of Buyeo?" Qiu Linbei said worriedly. After all, Buyeo rebelled, and maybe after discovering the tribal camp of the Northern Xiongnu, they would directly inform the Han army.

"No need. The Han army's attention is all attracted to us. For the time being, the Han army will not focus on searching for the tribal camp." Hu Yanchu shook his head.

“As for whether the Buyeo people will inform the Han army...that depends on whether they can leave Buyeo.” Hu Yanchu said coldly.

Qiu Linbei was silent, but then nodded. After all, as long as the dead person was not a member of his family, it didn't matter whose family the dead person was.

"Qiu Linbei, go and call Xubu Cheng over. How long will he continue to be depressed? He has clearly broken through to the point where his internal energy can leave his body. He can offer a bigger sacrifice to the God of Kunlun." Huyan Chu said dissatisfiedly. He was obviously talking to Qiu Linbei, but his eyes were looking at Xubu Cheng who was kneeling outside the tent.

"Yes." Qiu Linbei glanced at Hu Yanchu, then walked out of the tent and found Xubu Cheng.

"Xubu Cheng, how long are you going to kneel here? The tribesmen who have gone to meet the Kunlun God don't want to see you like this." Qiu Linbei looked at Xubu Cheng calmly.

Xubu Cheng stood up and turned to look at the Qiulin Monument. "When will the war start?"

"Why, you want to challenge Lü Fengxian?" Qiu Linbei raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "I remember that you witnessed Lü Fengxian's breakthrough with your own eyes. Do you still have the confidence to face him head-on?"

In fact, Xubu Cheng not only witnessed Lu Fengxian's breakthrough, but also saw the Huns' sacred place for worshiping heaven being sunk. This is why Xubu Cheng has always been unwilling to forgive himself.

As for the five thousand tribesmen, it was nothing more than an excuse to divert grief and hatred. Compared to the sinking of the sacred place for offering sacrifices to heaven, the disappearance of the five thousand tribesmen would make Xubu Cheng feel better.

"Under the cloud barrier, all beings are equal. It is not impossible for me to defeat Lu Bu." Xubu Cheng said slowly.

Outside the clouds, Xubu Cheng had no choice but to fight desperately when he saw Lu Bu, but if he were under the clouds, it would be still unknown who would win.

"Okay, after the war starts, you will be in charge of dealing with Lu Bu." Qiulinbei said with satisfaction.

In fact, it should be Qiulinbei who deals with Lu Bu. After all, Qiulinbei is the strongest man in Northern Huns. Even if Xubu Cheng successfully reaches the extreme state of internal energy leaving the body under the stimulation of hatred, he is no match for Qiulinbei who has two extreme states of internal energy leaving the body superimposed.

However, since Xubu Cheng took the initiative to ask for a fight, Qiulinbei would not refuse. After all, he would have to fight against Lu Bu later, so it would be good to let Xubu Cheng test Lu Bu's strength. Soon, the two sides deployed their formations. The Northern Huns directly took out 100,000 cavalry to form a battle array. There were people everywhere, and the murderous aura emitted from it rushed straight to the sky, rendering the clouds blood red.

On Lu Bu's side, there were only 50,000 wolf riders and 100,000 single-talented infantrymen. These 100,000 infantrymen were Hu people captured by Lu Bu on the grassland, as well as Hu people who surrendered to him and naturalized in the surrounding areas. They were then trained by Yang Ji and became garrison soldiers. The backbone of them were the veterans from Danyang brought by Yang Ji, so their talents were all coordinated.

After all, Danyang's talent for cooperation is formed quickly, and he can also use the powerful rendering ability of his talent for cooperation to educate the thinking of these Hu people, making them clearly realize that they are also descendants of the Huaxia Miao, but they were driven to live on the grassland because their ancestors were defeated in the war. Now they have rejoined the Han Dynasty, but they are just returning to the embrace of Yanhuang.

Well, in short, through the joint efforts of Yang Ji and Hu Zhao, the iron-blooded educationist, these Hu people have fully realized their own identity and are willing to contribute to the Han Dynasty.

After a series of studies, whether it was the Hu people captured by Lu Bu from the grassland, the local Hu people in Bingzhou, or the Qiang people in Liangzhou, they were all working hard to regain their identity as descendants of the Chinese Miao people.

Even many of the Southern Xiongnu who were entrenched in Beidi County, Xihe County and Shang County came to ask to join the military farming corps formed by Hu Zhao. After all, the benefits Hu Zhao offered were so good that they were much better than the situation in their tribes where they could not even get enough food.

Therefore, after one or two years, the Hu people who joined the Bingzhou military farming army were ashamed of their Hu origin. They held high the slogan of returning to the big family of China, worked hard to farm, and worked hard to learn Chinese characters.

By now, under Hu Zhao's operations, there are more than 200,000 garrison troops in the Hetao area of ​​Bingzhou, among which the core officers are Han people, while most of the Hu people serve as low-level soldiers.

The Northern Huns were coming in full force, so Hu Zhao summoned 100,000 soldiers who were stationed in the fields and reorganized them into regular soldiers. The remaining more than 100,000 soldiers who were only gifted with the military training continued to garrison various places, especially to guard against the Southern Huns who had colluded with the Northern Huns.

Hu Zhao had not forgotten the more than 100,000 Southern Xiongnu who passed through Shuofang County and headed north a while ago. If the garrison soldiers in the Hetao area had not shown their strong combat effectiveness, the Hetao area might have been plundered by these 100,000 Southern Xiongnu who headed north.

After all, in the years since Lu Bu took back the Hetao area, Hu Zhao has been developing farming here well, otherwise the surrounding Hu and Qiang people, as well as a small number of Southern Xiongnu, would not have come to the Hetao area to declare that they are also descendants of the Huaxia Miao.

"King Dingling, the leader on the opposite side is Lü Bu, who led the army to sink our sacred mountain. Didn't you previously clamor to use his skull to drink wine?

Come on, if King Dingling can do it, I can give this chair to King Dingling." Hu Yanchu taunted King Dingling very kindly, saying that a mere Dingling dared to compete with the Xiongnu for the position of the king of the grassland, and didn't even think about whether he could do it.

King Dingling looked at the imposing Lu Bu opposite with a rather grim expression. Just the glance from the opposite side made King Dingling feel as if his soul was frozen. If it were not for the will of the army gathered on him to warm him, he felt that he would drive out his chariot army on the spot and crush the opponent.

"King, I am willing to take back the cup of victory for you!" Yi Zhong immediately stepped forward and said to the Dingling King, while glaring at Hu Yanchu. How dare the long-deceased Northern Xiongnu treat the great Dingling King like this? !
Facing Yi Zhong's angry stare, Hu Yanchu didn't care at all. After all, he couldn't even sense the power that Lu Bu naturally exuded. Even if his internal energy left his body, he must have just been a brain-dead person.

The Dingling King had a gloomy expression. Although he knew that Yi Zhong's already scarce wisdom had almost disappeared because of the chariot army's rampage on the grassland, he still didn't expect that Yi Zhong's perception had also disappeared.

[No, Yi Zhong’s perception may not have disappeared.] King Dingling narrowed his eyes as he looked at Yi Zhong. Yi Zhong, who was leading his chariot army across the grassland, seemed to have developed an invincible mentality.

If the Dingling wanted to form an equal alliance with the Han Dynasty, they needed a powerful general who could ignore the pressure from the Han Dynasty.

[One Han Dynasty vs. Five Barbarians.] The Dingling King sighed in his heart. The bloody battle between the Han Dynasty and the Xiongnu people scared the surrounding forces half to death.

In recent years, the Dingling people did not go south much, nor did they collect much news about the Han Dynasty. They just kept attacking the small tribes around them, and only then did they regain their confidence.

King Dingling looked up and confirmed once again that the clouds of the two warring parties had connected and entangled together. At the same time, he mobilized the internal energy in his body to make sure that he could not exert the power of the internal energy leaving the body.

The Dingling King made up his mind and said to Yi Zhong: "If you can bring that man's wine cup back for me, Yi Zhong, you will be the Dingling's number one warrior!"

The Dingling King stimulated Yi Zhong's will a little bit. As the Dingling King expected, Yi Zhong's breathing suddenly became heavy when he heard the title of Dingling's first warrior.

The other Ding Lings whose internal energy had left their bodies looked at Yi Chong with envy, regretting in their hearts why they did not stand up just now.

Although the look in the eyes of the warrior on the opposite side named Lu Bu was very terrifying, under the cloud barrier, no one was able to exert the power of internal energy leaving the body.

Even if you, Lu Bu, break the existing limit, under the cloud, you still cannot exert power beyond the power of internal energy leaving the body.

In this case, everyone is fighting at the lower limit of internal energy leaving the body. Do you think you can still kill me in one move?
With great confidence and infinite hope for the future, Yi Zhong walked out of his own army and issued his challenge to Lu Bu.

The Northern Huns watched the Dingling King's action coldly and did not remind him at all that people are different. Just because they cannot exert strength beyond that of Qigong under the clouds does not mean that Lu Bu cannot do it.

[Although consuming the strength of an ally at this time would weaken oneself, if it was a traitorous Dingling, this consumption would not be unacceptable.] Hu Yanchu silently looked at Yi Zhong who challenged Lu Bu. No matter how he looked at it, this guy's death was ugly.

Although Hu Yanchu's martial arts were not very good, he lived in Central Asia before returning to the Mongolian grasslands. He had seen much more than the Dingling who stuck to the bitter cold land.

Therefore, Hu Yanchu knew very well that some people and some things could not be viewed with common sense. For example, Lu Bu on the opposite side was such a person.

Could it be true that a vision that could allow the heaven and earth to actively display their power and break through would be hindered by mere clouds?
Sure enough, just as Hu Yanchu thought, Yi Zhong was stabbed to death by Lu Bu's halberd, and the weapon he had nurtured for many years was easily torn apart by Lu Bu's Fang Tian Hua Ji.

Lu Bu looked at the fallen Yi Chong in confusion. He thought that the guy who dared to challenge him was very powerful.

In the end, he was defeated with just one halberd?
(End of this chapter)