Liu Xuande would never be a succubus of the Eastern Han Dynasty!

The Xianbei's goal was never to fight, but to rob supplies. Taiyuan's granaries, farm tools, textiles and women were the real fat meat in their eyes.

Even if we could annihilate the Han army by staying here, this action would hardly gain anything useful except venting our anger.

"My king, something terrible has happened!"

But at this moment, a scout stumbled over, his face pale with fear: "He Lai Tulele... He went crazy in Dingxiang County, and the 5,000-strong detachment was wiped out!"

"The thief used the antidote to wake him up, and now he has captured him and is leading his army towards this side!"

"What, is this really happening?!"

Lian Tiemu's face changed, anger burned in his eyes, and the scimitar in his hand was clenched tightly with a "click", and his knuckles turned white.

He slapped his horse and roared, "How dare that bitch Dong Zhuo poison my brother! I'll kill her!"

At this time, he had no idea that the poison was actually secretly administered by Jia Xu, and he thought that Dong Zhuo must be behind it, so the anger in his heart suddenly reached its peak.

It doesn't matter if that useless Helai Tulele is dead. The Xianbei has never lacked brave and skilled warriors. But the problem is that the thousands of cavalrymen he led are the only pillar to stabilize the rear front!

According to the Xianbei's original plan, they would attack from two directions and contain the enemy on one direction. This was an absolutely safe way of looting. Even if the Han army could react, they could quickly disperse and evacuate in batches.

But even if Tiemu had a nightmare, he could never have dreamed that a full five thousand elite Xianbei cavalrymen were all killed in less than a few days!

Was Helai Tulele such a complete loser, or were the Han army so cunning as to be shameless?

Or... have we fallen into Dong Zhuo's trap?

Lian Tiemu fell into endless fear and panic.

"My king, calm down!"

A deputy general nearby hurriedly advised, "Enemy reinforcements are coming here, why don't we retreat first..."

But before he could finish his words, Lian Tiemu chopped down the deputy general's head with his sword, and blood splattered three feet away.

"Whoever dares to talk about retreat again, I'll chop him into pieces!" He roared, his eyes red. "Everyone, listen up! Kill them! Raze these bastards to the ground!"

The lieutenants looked at each other in bewilderment, and some whispered, "Has the king gone mad?"

But no one dared to persuade him anymore, so they could only bite the bullet and prepare for the attack.

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In the fog, Dong Zhuo led a few personal soldiers alone and had a lot of fun chopping at the front line.

She chopped a tiger-headed cavalryman in half with her sword, blood splattering on her face. She laughed heartily: "Great! A few more!"

The more she killed, the more crazy she became. There was more and more blood on her armor, and the blade was curled, but she was not scared at all. Instead, she became more excited.

She stepped on a fallen Xianbei soldier and thrust the tip of her sword downwards, causing blood to splatter everywhere. Then she looked up and shouted, "All the surviving Han soldiers, stand up and follow me to kill!"

"Governor! Governor!"

The soldiers were infected by her madness and fought to the death, but the poisonous fog was too strong and the front army collapsed completely.

Although the central and rear armies were barely holding on, they were also on the verge of collapse.

Dong Zhuo gasped, wiped the blood from his face, and muttered, "When will this fog clear? My hands are sore from chopping!"

Just then, a messenger came from the side and rear, shouting, "General! A great victory has been achieved in Dingxiang County. Governor Liu has annihilated the Xianbei army and captured the enemy general Helai Tulele. He is heading this way!"

When the Han army heard this, they cheered and some clapped their hands and said, "Grandmaster Liu is awesome!"

Someone else picked up the wine jug and said, "Come on, let's have a drink!"

In such a tough battle, they desperately need a victory to calm people's hearts.

However, some people don't think much about it.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Dong Zhuo slapped his armor hard and shouted in a thunderous voice, "What a joke! The main Xianbei army is still here. Once they hear this news, they'll definitely fight tooth and nail! All troops, be on alert! Don't embarrass me!"

She held her sword, turned and stared at the mist, a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

She had fought against the northern barbarians many times and knew very well their vicious nature. They would never retreat unless there was a complete collapse.

After all, when this group of Xianbei troops, who have nothing, return to their tribe, they will not only lack sufficient supplies for daily necessities, but will also suffer the punishment of defeat and will find it difficult to survive this spring.

It is better to die bravely than to die in humiliation in the tribe!

As expected, just as Dong Zhuo finished speaking, a deafening sound of horse hooves came from the fog.

"Come at me!"

Then Lian Tiemu led the team himself, and a group of cavalrymen wearing beast masks rushed over again.

He held a scimitar in one hand and threw a poison sac in the other, shouting, "Dong Zhuo, I want you, a sinister and cunning man, dead!"

The Xianbei cavalry took advantage of the fog and charged straight into the center of the army with unstoppable force.

"Oh my, this is truly delivered to my door," Dong Zhuo grinned, "I was just worried that I hadn't chopped enough!"

But the Xianbei came with great force this time, and a hole was quickly torn in the central army's defense line.

The Han soldiers were all panicked, and someone shouted: "General, let's retreat quickly!"

Dong Zhuo turned around and glared at him: "Get out of here! Who dares to run away when I'm here?"

She licked her lips, her eyes full of enthusiasm.

Even Tiemu was so angry that he rushed towards Dong Zhuo with his scimitar in hand.

In the fog, the two sides fought fiercely and the outcome was unpredictable.

Bingzhou: Chapter 7: Beheading in the Mist, Mocking the Coma

At this critical moment, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounded from beyond the fog in the distance, and three hundred cavalrymen broke through the night like a gust of wind and rushed straight to the battlefield.

The leader was Liu Bei, his green cloak fluttering in the wind, a sword at his waist, his eyes as calm as water.

Following behind her are Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Jia Xu, each of the three women has her own style.

"Look at the situation ahead!"

Liu Bei reined in his horse and stopped on the hillside. From afar, he saw the figures of Dong Zhuo and Shilian Temu fighting fiercely in the fog. He frowned and said, "The Xianbei are coming with their troops. The Han army is indeed in danger. We must rush forward to rescue them."

He was about to order a charge when Jia Xu slowly stepped forward, his feather fan covering half his face, and said with a sweet smile:

"Sir, given the current state of the war, if Governor Dong dies in the chaos, and you continue to fight and defeat the enemy, you will surely be able to take over the position of Governor based on your military achievements. This is a God-given opportunity, why not wait and see?"

"???"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei and the other two were dumbfounded.

He naturally knew the good reputation of being harmonious and not damaging culture and culture, but he had never imagined that people could be so shameless.

Upon hearing this, the straightforward Zhang Fei jumped up and shouted, "Oh my, Sister Wenhe, why are you so sinister? Sister Dong may be mean, but she's one of us after all. How can we just stand by and watch her die?"

She waved her snake spear and glared at Jia Xu angrily.

Guan Yu also glanced at Jia Xu coldly: "In dealing with the world, benevolence and righteousness come first, followed by cunning. If you listen to this, brother, won't you lose your original intention?"

Liu Bei was silent for a moment, then looked up at Jia Xu and said gently, "Wenhe's plan is brilliant, but it's not my approach. Governor Dong is a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty. How can I stand idly by when our lives are at stake? Order the entire army to follow me into the fog!"

When he said the words "Dong the Governor is a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty", there was always a sense of subtlety. However, before the complete chaos in the future, although Dong Zhuo could not be said to be a completely loyal minister of the Han Dynasty, at least he obeyed the court on the surface.

Hearing this, Jia Xu paused with his feather fan, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he muttered softly: "Your Excellency's benevolence and righteousness are quite interesting..."

Then he stepped aside and smiled meaningfully.

Liu Bei was too lazy to pay attention to this sinister and scheming riddler. He pulled the reins and 300 cavalrymen rushed into the thick fog like arrows and headed straight for the depths of the battlefield.

Because they attacked into the fog from the side and rear, they rarely encountered Xianbei cavalry along the way and rushed to the center of the position very smoothly.

"Look."

This time, Liu Bei could clearly see the figures of Dong Zhuo and Shi Lian Tiemu fighting, and hurriedly said in a deep voice: "Second sister, quickly come forward to help!"

"As ordered."

Guan Yu nodded, and in a flash of white, he rode out on his horse.

She first dragged the blade of the long knife on the ground, then continued to whip her horse faster. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and the blade swept across the ground, splashing sparks and dust.

As he was about to approach, Guan Yu suddenly shouted loudly, his voice like thunder, shaking the fog: "Xianbei dog, take my sword!"

Then Guan Yu jumped up on his horse, and his sword flashed like a streak of silk, falling from the sky.

At this time, Lian Tiemu was fighting fiercely with Dong Zhuo. He was suddenly startled when he heard the words and felt a chill on his neck. He turned around suddenly and just saw the moment when the cold light fell.

His eyes widened, but it was too late to dodge. The long knife was extremely precise, and the blade cut across his neck. Blood gushed out, and the head rolled down and hit the ground, splashing a pool of blood and mud.

"what??"

Dong Zhuo was stunned. He looked down at Lian Tiemu's headless body, then looked up at Guan Yu and exclaimed, "Yun Chang, what a great swordsmanship!"

"Excessive praise."

"Since you are here, I wonder if your brother..."

Guan Yu said simply: "I am here too."

At the same time, he looked at Dong Zhuo with a slightly vigilant look, as if to say: If you dare to have any evil thoughts towards my elder brother, then you will suffer the same fate as Tiemu.

"Good good."

Dong Zhuo seemed to have not noticed Guan Yu's hint. She panted heavily, turned to look at Liu Bei who was riding towards her, grinning, her rouge-painted red lips looking even more seductive against the blood stain.

"Little Grape, you saved my life again. I can only repay such a favor with my own body!"

In the fog, Liu Bei was about to rein in his horse and respond when Dong Zhuo came striding towards him, holding a broadsword with a rolled blade.

Her armor rustled, and her long red tassels fluttered in the wind. The bloodstained armor plates could not hide her curvy figure.

She walked to Liu Bei's side, narrowed her narrow almond-shaped eyes, and slightly raised the corners of her rouge-coated eyes, revealing a seductive charm.

Dong Zhuo then grabbed Liu Bei's horse reins, leaned close to his cheek, and said in a low voice, "Little Grape, you're quite handsome. Let's continue our previous conversation. Why don't you come back to my tent with me so we can discuss 'repaying a favor' in detail?"

Liu Bei was taken aback by her attitude and said, "You are too kind, Governor. I am only doing my duty..."

But before he could finish his words, Dong Zhuo reached out and patted his cheek. Then he laughed and moved closer. The smell of blood mixed with the faint fragrance of her powder filled his nose. "Don't be serious. I like you. How about having a couple of drinks with me tonight?"

Zhang Fei watched from afar, covering his mouth and laughing: "Oh my, Sister Dong is trying to snatch my brother away!" She waved her snake spear, made faces, and almost laughed out loud.

Guan Yu was a serious person, so he couldn't stand this kind of scene. He turned his head away silently and sighed, "What a frivolous person."

But Dong Zhuo didn't care and put his arm around Liu Bei's waist. Seeing that he was about to kiss her, Liu Bei was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He was about to push her away, but she closed her eyes, fell to the ground with a plop, and fainted.

It turned out that she had killed too fiercely, was physically exhausted, and was also slightly poisoned by the fog. She had already reached her limit by holding on until now.

Liu Bei breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head helplessly: "It really is the thief Dong..."

He dismounted, lifted Dong Zhuo up, and laid him horizontally in front of him. Liu Bei then turned to look at Guan Yu and said in a deep voice, "Second sister, quickly raise Lian Tiemu's head high and spread it across the battlefield!"

Guan Yu nodded, her cold eyes flashed, she raised her sword and picked up Lian Tiemu's head, holding it high above her head. She was wearing blood-stained white clothes, like a god of war, riding her horse and her voice was cold.

"The Xianbei leader is dead, why don't you surrender?!"

The head was held high in the fog, blood dripping. The Xianbei cavalry saw it from afar and were immediately in an uproar.

"The leader is dead!"

"Run!"

They were already under attack from all sides, and when they saw their leader beheaded, they lost all their fighting spirit, threw away their weapons and weapons, and fled in all directions.

The morale of the Han army was immediately boosted, and they shouted in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Three hundred cavalrymen and Dong Zhuo's remnants attacked from the front and back, and the fog was filled with the screams of the Xianbei.

Zhang Fei excitedly rushed to the front, wielding his lance and sending a deserter flying. He laughed and said, "Why are you running? I haven't had enough fun yet!"

As she killed them, she shouted, "Brother is mighty! Second sister is mighty! Sister Dong... uh, pretty mighty too!"

She glanced at the unconscious Dong Zhuo and stuck out her tongue.

Liu Bei held Dong Zhuo in his arms, and charged forward on horseback, his sword flashing like a rainbow as he protected her from stray arrows.

As the mist gradually dissipated and the morning light began to shine, the Xianbei cavalry was completely routed. The Han army seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, annihilating the enemy without a single soldier remaining. The battlefield was littered with corpses and rivers of blood, and the balance of victory finally tilted.

As the saying goes: A defeat is like a mountain collapsing.

No matter whether your army has gained an advantage before, or how big the advantage is, as long as the war is not over, the situation may still change from offense to defense in an instant. Therefore, you must be cautious in using your troops.

The fog dissipated and people were at peace. Liu Bei stopped his horse and gently placed Dong Zhuo on the hay.