Chapter 342 Who knows that red clothes are originally white
After a righteous man desperately pulled a Hu Qi off the horse and killed him, he shouted with difficulty...
——"Will anyone remember what we do tonight?"
There was a bit of firmness, hope, and a bit of complex light in his eyes!
The people's hearts were filled with sorrow and their eyes were moist!
die?
No one present was afraid of death!
All they fear is "forgotten"...
I am afraid that after this night, history will forget them, just like the night wind blowing without leaving any trace!
"Yes!" Tian Yu's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and roared. "As long as someone can rush out, we will bring our deeds back to the Han Dynasty. There will be a martyr's temple in later generations.
Our name!”
"good…"
The soldier smiled miserably, stopped talking, turned around and continued to fight with the enemy.
Finally, he has never been insulted in his life, and he died in an extremely glorious way!
…
"It's so touching, it's a pity... none of you can escape!"
Murong Ba smiled grimly and gave an order lightly. "Kill them all."
“Gagaha…”
“Hehehehehe…”
Countless Hu people smiled grimly. If they were still playing with these Han people just now, then... now, they are going to take action seriously.
The war horses rushed to the formation, and more than a thousand Hu cavalry formed a square formation and rushed towards them. The momentum alone was enough to suffocate!
"Old man takes the lead!"
An old man rushed out first. He had no weapons, but he opened his hands and rushed towards the more than a thousand Hu cavalry. His body was solemnly under the moonlight that people couldn't help but feel awe!
"General Tian! I will take the lead too!"
Countless men followed the old man...
This is to use flesh and blood to resist thousands of troops and gain time for the breakthrough of women and children as much as possible!
At this time, Tian Yu let out a long sigh, and he sighed: "My fellow villagers, please go slowly, I...I will...I'll arrive later!"
…
A shocking scene happened!
When thousands of villagers charged towards the Hu people, many Xianbei people were also shocked. Are they cavalry? On this plain, there is an almost invincible existence!
But do these unarmed people in front of them charge with just two legs?
absurd!
absurd!
For a moment, all these bad things were done, and the ruthless Hu people felt inexplicably chill in their hearts. Even the horses under their crotch became a little staggering, and they looked like they were staggering.
And just then...
"Da da da..."
"Tait..."
From far to near, the sound of horse hooves and footsteps came... attracted everyone's gaze on the battlefield.
The leader was wearing purple and red armor, holding a square halberd, and the silver-white mask on his cheeks kept shining with a cold light.
Behind him were more than thirty knights in black armor...
It is a legion that grew from dozens of people to more than two thousand!
They came to kill!
His eyes were stern and murderous intent!
…
"Fang...Fang Tian Painting Halberd?"
Someone blurted out, showing a look of surprise...
"Da da da..."
The heavy sound of horse hooves is getting closer, as if it is playing the vicissitudes of life and sad ancient sound!
——"How come you say you have no clothes, you are with me!"
——"Don't run dry, and never stop fighting!"
——"Wearing iron armor and carrying a long sword. The battle with me is long."
——"The wind blows..."
——"We, fight to the death!"
Battle songs, roars, singing in Tian Yu, Yan Rou's ears, this is the sound buried deep in the souls of the Han men.
"Is it you? Are you back?"
An old man who had lived in Yanmen for more than fifty years, looked at Lu Bu with his eyes obsessed with crying like a child, and he also felt wronged as if a child had been wronged.
"It's him, it must be him... the posture of holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji is exactly the same!"
Another old man was filled with tears in his eyes, and his hands clenched with fists kept shaking.
After living in the border for fifty years, they have never seen any big scenes? They have never seen any heroes? But... at this moment, when the name in their minds floated, they lost their composure.
There were more elderly people who were even more unbearable, and some even fell to the ground, as if they were worshiping something.
They believed that the team that suddenly appeared, the leader general, was the heroic spirit of Lu Bulu Fengxian!
It was the one who died in Baimen Tower;
It is the existence who once served as the guardian saint in the minds of the people of Yanmen.
…
"Pretending to be mysterious, follow me to fight!" Murong Ba ordered...
"Aoah..."
A bearded man smiled grimly and followed their general... and killed him carelessly.
It seems... in their eyes, the team in front of them has loose formations and different armors. What kind of combat power can such a temporary legion have?
On the contrary, Lu Bu...
His eyes were particularly pure. In the ancient Jing Wubo's eyes, he looked coldly at the Xianbei Knights who were coming!
"snort…"
The red rabbit horse neighed to the sky, and Lu Bu quickly rushed into the Hu cavalry formation alone, while the rest of the people rode on their horses and chased them... and followed hard.
"Da da da..."
The sound of the red rabbit horse's hooves resounded especially, as if every step out, the sound was like thunder!
It was the momentum released by this single horse that was like thousands of riders stepping on each other. This alone made people breathe a sigh of relief!
"How is that possible!"
"This momentum!"
"What a familiar momentum..."
Murong Ba, who was originally smiling, suddenly looked cold and his face became extremely stiff.
The Hu people are best at riding, so naturally they know how incredible the guy in front of them is?
What do cavalry charges?
It is a sense of oppression that moves forward and a surging momentum. This requires "the unity of people and horses" and "like oneness"!
It's easy to say, but how many people are there in the world?
Can…
The cooperation between Lu Bu and the Red Rabbit Ma shocked Murong Ba.
this…
Almost impossible?
How can anyone achieve... such a state of "unity of man and horse"?
Don’t say it was him Murong Ba?
Even if he is the king on the grassland, King Kebi Neng of Xianbei may not be able to do it!
but…
Even so? If you break into their military formation alone, you can't help but underestimate their Xianbei knights, right?
"Hmph... I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, I will die!"
Murong Ba waved his mace and hit Lu Bu with his head in hunched his head.
"Clam!"
Fang Tian's painting halberd and the mace collided violently in the air, and brilliant sparks burst out.
Almost everyone's attention is concentrated on this side... at the point where the weapons collided!
Just then...
Everyone's pupils tightened!
Because... it broke, the mace broke into the air, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji halberd was no longer blocked and slashed straight down!
"No...no..."
Murong Ba's eyes were as big as a copper bell. Before he could wail, he could only scream, and his whole body had been split in half, and even his body flew far away!
The battlefield was covered with blood and was full of red. Lu Bu's simple and rough attack almost shocked everyone!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
Tian Yu raised his spear again, and his eyes roared, as if... he wanted to cheer for this ghost-like figure in the way that the Qin people shouted!
——"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
——"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
Countless soldiers came back to their senses and began to scream desperately to vent their long-depressed anger!
mad!
The whole process... was so violent!
People? Who has ever seen such a violent scene, under a halberd, people and horses... chopped in half!
It's a bit bloody, but not cruel!
In the hearts of every people, it seems that they can be a little more cruel!
——"Even if you have a thousand cavalry, it will be hard to stop me, Lu Ying, alone!"
Lu Bu roared, and Fang Tian's painting halberd was still ruthlessly harvesting the lives of these Hu people.
——"Who else? Dare to challenge me!"
Because of Murong Ba's death, the entire Hu army suddenly became depressed and his morale was dispersed... Especially when facing Lu Bu's eyes and hearing Lu Bu's roar, they were all cold all over the place? Who dared to fight?
keep away…
All Hu Qi only wished to stay away from this... to bring them a deep fear!
…
call…
A hundred meters behind Lu Bu, Yang Xiu was standing at a high place at this moment.
Looking at the scene where Lu Bu split the enemy in half with a halberd, he subconsciously scratched his head and whispered softly. "The blood at the tip of the halberd is not cold, and he will add another horse to his soul, haha... he really pretended to be!"
Yes... Didn't you pretend?
Yang Xiu, who was originally in a state of "drinks", had an inexplicable feeling of passion in his heart. This is the passion and passion that he would never experience since childhood and lived in a pampered environment!
Of course...it's more than that.
besides…
The scenes of the people on the side rushing towards Hu Qi with the will of death shocked Yang Xiu.
"Is this what my father told me, the backbone of the Han men?"
Suddenly, Yang Xiu felt the bones on his neck tremble.
Touched, really touched...
only…
Even though it was touched, Yang Xiu's eyes turned repeatedly. He was thinking that if Lu Bu continues to fight like this, it will sooner or later reach Yuan Shao in Jizhou.
This is not conducive to Mr. Lu’s deployment!
Whenever he thought of this, Yang Xiu's brows froze. He thought, Lu Bu was going to kill him, but he would have to do this to wipe his butt?
well…
At this moment, Yang Xiu only had four big words in his heart - it was too difficult for me!
And just when Yang Xiu was imagining.
Nearly a hundred Hu cavalry lost their lives...
"Escape..."
"Escape..."
"Save me, ah..."
Where did the other Hu Qi dare to resist? He had been scared to death, cried and screamed to leave this bloody slaughtering Shura Field!
The most brave general of the Xianbei were split into two by one move by both men and horses!
Whoever believes this?
But this happened just now, and it happened in front of you!
Now, when the red horse warrior Fang Tian Huaji waved again, they felt the trembling millet from the depths of their souls!
It's like...
In the long river of history, there is always something called the "backbone of the Han family", which will keep them, such as the Hu people with insignificant thoughts, out!
The "fear" of the Han people is deeply imprinted in their bloodlines and passed on from generation to generation!
…
"Brothers, can you still carry a knife?"
Infected by Lu Bu, Tian Yu shouted...
--"war…"
Everyone shouted together, and their morale was high, even... the women and children who were originally going to break out quickly dismounted... and gave these white horses back to the soldiers?
Because... they could see that the positions of the hunters and prey were reversed, and the offense and defense were different!
"Follow me! Go and help the general!"
Tian Yu roared loudly, turned over and rode on a white horse, and ran away again in the jungle!
Try to catch up with the footsteps of the Red Robe and General Red Horse!
A fierce battle...
The curtain has just begun!
——"A mere barbarian can be destroyed by a blink of an eye."
The long whistle of Lu Bu kept ringing, making the morale of the soldiers who followed him rise again. Even the women holding the children and the exhausted old men could clench their fists and throw themselves into the battlefield again to kill them.
The battle ends!
Tigers enter the flock!
The offense and defense are different!
Fang Tian's painting halberd frequently waving, the steel halberd of the Dragon Knight and the white horse Yiqun were still neighing, and the life of the Hu people... was continuing, ruthlessly harvested!
now…
Like the three thousand white horses that died, those who once expelled the Huns and restored the style of the Western Regions, the champion Hou Huo Qubing, and the flying general Li Guang... They are resurrected and come back again to serve the clansmen who have been robbed in these years-
——Request justice!
Blood debts should be paid with blood!
The night suddenly became brighter, and the military songs of the Han family sounded, lingering in everyone's ears...
This battle has come to an end!
"Dad, mom, you know what you know in the spring, you must have seen it!"
finally…
Some people couldn't help but kneel on the ground, crying silently, and sobbing in a low voice.
Someone sighed, "Son, rest in peace... Your revenge, that general has avenged you!"
The elderly woman bit her lips tightly and murmured to herself: "Old man, son...you can go with peace of mind... With me here, you will definitely raise your grandchildren!"
…
More and more people are infected by the atmosphere...
They either shed tears or looked up at the sky, saying something from time to time.
Is it a farewell? Or... Is it a last chat with my relatives who just left.
People say "harmful separation". The reason why separation requires the word "harmful" is because the sadness of separation itself is far from comparable to that of the rest of my life... the little bits I recalled inadvertently!
A massacre, from late night to dawn...
It can be clearly seen that after the death of the Xianbei general, countless Hu people fled to the frontier, just like...there is their Anle Township, and this Yanmen Pass is their Shura Field!
it's over…
it's all over!
When the last barbarian in front of him was killed, Lu Bu stopped moving, but rode on the Red Rabbit Horse, standing at dawn, enjoying the moment when darkness reached the light, and enjoying this moment of tranquility.
The breeze blows...
The night wind is gentle...
It seemed that at this moment, Lu Bu heard many different sounds, including insects, frogs, and birds! It seemed... Yanmen Pass without Hu people was so beautiful!
“Brush…”
At this moment, there were a series of slight sounds behind me.
When Lu Bu turned his head, he saw hundreds of people stopping fifty steps behind him, and bowed to him!
There were also a crowd of dark people behind, including men, women, elderly people, and children... They all joined in and fell to their knees!
Is Lu Ying?
seem…
From Lu Bu’s shout just now, the people learned that his name was Lu Ying!
Some old people were a little surprised. In the world... In addition to Jiuyuan Lu Fengxian, there is also a man who can use Fang Tian Painting Ji to such a state!
And his surname is Lu, it can be clearly felt that he is more mature than Lu Bu!
Is Lu Ying? It’s a good name! A name worth remembering by the people of the border!
"The people of Yanmen thanked General Lu for helping him!"
An old man stood up and then...numerous people knelt down together, kowtowing and shouting: "Thank you General Lu for helping you!"
call…
The kneeling of hundreds of villagers made Lu Bu's mood suddenly thrill, but... he didn't want to respond too much, but he nodded slightly, which was a response!
After fighting for several days, his eyes were somewhat tired, and... the robe that was almost covered in blood!
Seeing this scene, everyone felt sad.
"General Lu, take care of yourself!"
The seven words convey the infinite care of the villagers and elders for Lu Bu.
It also made Lu Bu's eyes slightly moist.
This feeling is not comparable to the "drinking and rich" in Luoyang City? This feeling... can undoubtedly touch the heart more! Hit the depths of the soul!
——"General Lu, the fellow villagers of Yanmen beg... to beg General Lu to be the prefect of Yanmen!"
"this…"
Public recommendation, is the elected prefect of Yanmen?
This title... still made Lu Bu tremble all over. This is the first time he has been publicly recommended by the people! The publicly recommended by the people!
——"For the sake of the fellow villagers... I'll ask General Lu... to act as the prefect of Yanmen!"
——"No one except you...no one cares about the life or death of us fellow villagers!"
——"Please, General Lu, please pity us poor people on the border!"
call…
General Lu? General?
Hearing this, Lu Bu took out a letter of Xijuan from his arms. Few people knew that this was what Lu Yu finally sent someone to secretly send him when he rushed to Yanmen!
There is only one sentence above...Lu Bu could not understand it before.
——"Who knew that the red clothes were originally white, who said the sadness of Chinese bones! Who would have thought that the general…”
hehe!
He is not a general!
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 to be mysterious!
hehe…
Lu Bu smiled slightly, he was just a shadow! He wanted to find the shadow of everything he used to be!
For him, the word "general" carries too much.
He raised his head and looked at the dawn moment. No matter what, it was dawn in Youzhou!
certainly…
As Lu Yu's instructions, Lu Bu had the idea to complete it in another way...
——The borderland is in need of a new patron saint!
Patron saint?
Why do you have to be the prefect?
——Who knew that the red clothes were originally white, and who said the sadness of Chinese bones!
…
…
The quiet night gradually turned into a daytime day.
The afterglow of dawn rose up, and you can see in a hazy way... At the border of Yanmen, a young man with white robes and silver armor came here.
call!
A long sigh!
His eyes were glaring, looking into the direction of Yanmen Pass from afar?
"Is it over?"
"No? Mingming... Hu Rencai went south a few days ago, how could he be so calm now?"
indeed…
Where the white-robed young general's eyes were full of robbery, no fighting, no blood and corruption, the only thing he had was peace!
"Is there any information wrong?"
This young player with white robe and silver armor is Zhao Zilong, Changshan...
In the past, Liu Bei borrowed him from Gongsun Zan and went to Xuzhou together. However, before he could fight with Lu Bu, Zhao Yun passed away because of his brother, so he bid farewell to Liu Bei and rushed to Changshan!
Now I am filial piety in Changshan, but I just received a letter from my master Tong Yuan, saying that there was a change in Yanmen and the Hu people went south.
Zhao Yun has always been kind and righteous, and has learned about the sufferings of the people in the border since childhood!
Once, he also commanded the White Horse Yizong!
That's why Zhao Yun gave up filial piety and came here to Yanmen to help him at night. The people here can save each person!
only…
I got here this time, but I was a little too calm.
Gentian bright silver spear is put away...
Zhao Yun turned over and dismounted... and walked to a wine shop on the border.