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

But Wuertai knew that this was written by a group of Han people who liked to hide in the corner and spend all day trying to figure out what other people were thinking.

In his opinion, these people are very interesting.

He clearly joined forces with them to fight a fake war, defrauding them of money, food, and military funds. He clearly was committing a betrayal, yet he still claimed that it was for the benefit of the people of the world...

It's just so hypocritical that it's ridiculous.

But this is convenient for them.

Wuertai threw the secret letter to Batu, the deputy general beside him, and said in a deep voice: "The Han people are coming again, what do you think?"

Batu took the secret letter, glanced at it, and snorted coldly, "Captain, this person must be the 'Lü Bu among men'! Humph, it's rumored that she once chased Tan Shihuai with ten thousand cavalrymen alone. The rumor is quite strong."

"...But why was Tan Shihuai defeated? It was simply fear. He had over ten thousand warriors. If every one of them had attacked, how could he have been defeated? There must be some cunning trick of the Han people involved."

"Our army is strong and well-rested, so why should we be afraid of a mere 3,000 men? It would be better to first dispatch our troops to kill this reckless man who has invaded our territory alone, and then march south to Dingxiang County to catch Liu Bei off guard!"

Upon hearing this, the generals in the tent nodded one after another, with bloodthirsty glints in their eyes.

Wuertai remained silent, tapping his knees with his fingers, and his heavy breathing echoed in the tent.

Although he was brave, he was also cautious, knowing full well that the Han people were cunning and cunning.

The rumor that Lu Bu chased ten thousand cavalrymen alone had already spread throughout the grassland. Although the generals expressed their dissatisfaction, they were inevitably a little scared in their hearts.

"Captain, although Lu Bu is strong, he only has 3,000 men now!" Another general, Temur, stood up and patted his chest.

"Tan Shihuai's defeat wasn't due to his strength, but his cowardice. How could we, men of the grasslands, be afraid of a Han Chinese woman?"

"In my opinion, we should directly send troops to destroy her, and then attack Dingxiang County. We will definitely be able to avenge our previous humiliation!"

Wuertai narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment. The firelight in the tent made the scar on his face even more hideous.

He nodded slowly, made a decision, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

"Father!"

At this time, Hu Yanlie, the son of Wuertai, stood up.

He was tall and handsome, wearing leather armor that fit tightly to his body. The spear in his hand flashed with a cold light, and he looked as imposing as a wolf.

All the Xianbei generals praised him in their hearts.

Hu Yanlie was the most valiant warrior among the Xianbei. When he was fighting against three Han armies, he killed dozens of enemies alone, his battle robe was stained with blood, and he became famous.

He patted his chest and said, "Father, leave this little matter to me! I will lead ten thousand elite cavalrymen to challenge her to battle. She will definitely fight me in single combat. Please watch me capture and kill Lü Bu right here and bring her head back to you!"

Hu Yanlie was not bragging. In his opinion, no matter how brave Lu Bu was, she was just a woman and was definitely not as strong as him. He could kill her with just a single blow of his sword.

In this way, wouldn't Hu Yanlie gain greater reputation?

Simple things.

Upon hearing this, Wuertai burst into laughter and slammed the table, saying, "Excellent! You are worthy of being my son! This battle is up to you. Go and return quickly, and don't humiliate the reputation of the Xianbei!"

"As ordered."

Hu Yanlie took the order and turned to walk out of the main tent. Ten thousand elite cavalry had already gathered outside the tent and were waiting for orders.

In the darkness of the night, the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and the cavalrymen were holding scimitars and spears, their eyes full of bloodthirsty light.

Hu Yanlie jumped on his horse, brandished his spear, and shouted, "My men, follow me to the battle and kill all the Han dogs!"

Ten thousand cavalrymen rushed out of the camp like a hurricane, their horses' hooves shaking the ground, dust filling the sky, the grass on the grassland being trampled into pieces, and murderous aura rising into the sky.

......

Outside the city of Dingxiang County, the army set out, with flags covering the sun and the sound of iron hooves resounding through the sky.

Liu Bei rode in the center of the army, with Zhang Fei beside him, holding a Zhangba Snake Spear. He excitedly shouted, "Brother, this time I will definitely kill a few more Hu people and achieve great merit!"

Liu Bei smiled slightly and said gently, "Yide, on the battlefield, although bravery is good, don't be reckless."

He looked up to the north and saw dark clouds hanging low in the sky, as if a storm was about to come.

At the same time, deep in the grassland, Lu Bu led three thousand elite cavalrymen along the trail. Under the cover of night, the team shuttled through the grass like ghosts.

She was wearing a black robe, her long hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes were like stars, revealing a sharpness.

Suddenly, Lu Bu sniffed the air and whispered, "This smell... must mean the enemy is approaching."

She gripped the reins tightly, thinking to herself, "I will earn your sweets with my merits!"

It can be seen that Lu Bu really wants this sweet food.

At a distance behind him, Guan Yu led another elite force and quietly circled around. His white clothes were as white as snow, and his long swords gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Her eyes, golden and green, met with each other, her aura was like a rainbow, and she silently said in her heart: "Brother, in this battle, I will eliminate all future troubles for you."

On the grassland, war clouds are gathering and murderous intentions are lurking on every side.

A great war has quietly begun.

Bingzhou: Chapter 40: What is Fengxian?

Deep in the grassland, the night wind howls and the grass waves roll like the sea.

Hu Yanlie led 10,000 elite Xianbei cavalrymen, their iron hooves trampling the earth, the sound of horse hooves like thunder, and dust flying all over the sky.

He received urgent news from scouts that the whereabouts of Lu Bu's 3,000 men had been discovered and they were rapidly moving north along a small trail.

After hearing this, Hu Yanlie raised his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, and spurred his horse and shouted, "My men, follow me to encircle him and kill this bastard!"

In his opinion, with 10,000 men against 3,000, what kind of tactics were needed? They could just sweep past them and win easily.

Ten thousand cavalrymen suddenly rushed like a storm, quickly adjusted their direction, bypassed the hills, and galloped towards where Lu Bu was.

At the same time, Lu Bu led three thousand elite cavalry and marched quickly under the cover of night, his black robe fluttering in the wind and his long hair flowing like a waterfall.

The scouts reported back: "General, there are over ten thousand Xianbei cavalrymen ahead, and they are encircling our army!"

Hearing this, Lu Bu narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly, "You've come just in time."

Instead of ordering them to evade, she gripped the reins tightly and shouted, "All troops, speed up! Follow me to meet the enemy!"

Three thousand cavalrymen responded in unison, the sound of horse hooves suddenly became frequent, and the team rushed forward at full speed like arrows.

Hu Yanlie saw the Han army's movement from afar, laughed heartily, clapped his hands on his thigh, and said, "This Lü Bu is truly a man of courage but no strategy. He dares to face my ten thousand cavalry with only three thousand!"

His eyes were filled with contempt as he turned to his deputy general and said, "We will definitely win this battle. Pass the order down and prepare for the massacre!"

The deputy generals nodded one after another, with grim smiles on their faces, and in their hearts they had already considered Lu Bu as their prey.

As the dawn broke, the two armies met on the grassland. Dust covered the sky and the air was filled with murderous intent.

Hu Yanlie took the lead, leading ten thousand cavalry in formation, with scimitars in hand and spears in rows, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

On the opposite side, Lu Bu's three thousand elite cavalry formed a sharp arrow formation. She stood alone in front of the formation, her black robe fluttering and her eyes like cold stars.

"...Is this Lu Fengxian?"

Hu Yanlie reined in his horse and stopped, looking at Lu Bu from a distance. Seeing that her figure was tall but a little slender, he couldn't help but sneer.

“So weak.”

He waved his hand, and a deputy general rode out, shouting, "Han General Lü Bu, my young master, Hu Yanlie, is the greatest warrior of the Xianbei. I am willing to challenge you in single combat!"

"If you know what's good for you, dismount and surrender immediately, or I'll crush all three thousand of you with my ten thousand cavalrymen, leaving no one alive!"

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out in the Xianbei camp, and the deputy generals talked to each other, and the sound of flattery was endless.

"Young Master is invincible and brave. He once killed dozens of Han dogs by himself. Who is this Lu Bu?"

"Look at her tiny body, I'm afraid she can't even ride a horse steadily, hahaha!"

"Young Master, with one strike of his sword, she will surely be beheaded, adding another legend to the grassland!"

Hu Yanlie suppressed his smile, his lips curled up, and his eyes were full of mockery.

He patted his warhorse and thought to himself, "This woman is just a name. How can a Central Plains person compare to the warrior on my horse?"

He had already begun to fantasize: he would kill Lu Bu with one blow, become famous, force his father to abdicate, and ascend to the throne of the grassland overlord, and he would also be Tan Shihuai.

"This is perfect timing!" he boasted. "Everyone else thinks highly of her, but I see she's just a reckless person. Today is my chance to make a name for myself!"

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Lu Bu glanced coldly at the Xianbei camp without saying a word, his eyes full of disdain.

She slowly urged her horse forward. Although she was alone, her imposing presence was as overwhelming as a mountain.

The laughter of the Xianbei cavalry gradually faded away, and the deputy generals looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy.

Hu Yanlie, however, didn't care at all. He waved his hand and shouted, "What are you laughing at? Watch me take her head myself!"

He spurred his horse and rushed out, holding the scimitar high in his hand. The blade gleamed coldly in the morning light, and he looked very aggressive.

Seeing this, the deputy generals regained their confidence and started shouting.

"Young Master, if you strike her with your sword, this Han woman will surely die!"

"She didn't even draw her weapon. She must have been frightened silly, haha!"

"After this battle, the Young Master's reputation will spread throughout the grasslands. Who would dare to disobey?"

Hu Yanlie rushed closer and closer, feeling more and more proud, and the scene of victory appeared in his mind.

He seemed to see himself swinging his sword, Lu Bu's head falling to the ground, blood spurting out, and his subordinates cheering in unison.

"Central Plains woman, give me your life!" He roared, and slashed the blade straight at Lu Bu's face.

"No, thank you."

Lu Bu sat upright on his horse, his eyes as cold as ice, without any sign of panic.

Hu Yanlie's blade came whistling, with the sound of breaking wind, and went straight for her throat.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was sure of victory.

But just as the blade was about to touch Lu Bu, she moved.

She moved to the side, as fast as a ghost, and her right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the halberd at her waist.

"Zheng——" With a clear sound, the painted halberd was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed.

Hu Yanlie only felt a flash before his eyes, and before the blade fell, his vision shook violently.

He was stunned for a moment, looked down, and saw that his knife was empty.

"What's going on?" He was puzzled, but he heard the exclamations of his deputy generals.

Hu Yanlie turned his head and saw that the Xianbei formation was in dead silence. All the generals had their eyes wide open and their faces were filled with fear.

He frowned instantly, looked down following their gaze, and was suddenly struck by lightning.

His body was no longer on the horse, but lying on the ground, with blood gushing from his neck, staining the grass red.

The head was still hanging in the air, eyes wide open, face full of disbelief.

"Dead...I'm dead?"

One last thought flashed through his mind, and his consciousness quickly fell into darkness.

"..."

The grassland was dead silent, the wind was howling, and the grass was humming.

Lu Bu held the long spear in one hand, with blood dripping from the tip, and slowly fell beside the horse.

Hu Yanlie's head rolled into the grass, staining the area red with blood, looking in a miserable state.

The thousands of Xianbei cavalry fell into complete silence, and their deputy generals opened their mouths wide, their expressions of fear evident in their expressions.

They who had just boasted about the young master's invincibility were now too afraid to even breathe.

Lu Bu snorted coldly, slowly raised his eyes, and swept across the Xianbei camp with a gaze like a knife.

She said nothing, but no one dared to look her in the eye.

Seeing this, the 3,000 Han soldiers were greatly encouraged and shouted in unison: "General, you are mighty!"

The roar was so deafening that it made it difficult for the Xianbei cavalry to breathe.

Deputy General Batu's legs went weak and he trembled, "How...how is this possible?"

Timur swallowed and whispered, "She didn't even draw her weapon, and with just one move... the young master is gone?"