Chapter 879: The Tiger Father Has No Dog Son

Yang Feng looked intently, only to see a mighty man riding a red flame dragon horse slowly walking in front of him. Dressed in a nine-hole beast-faced swallowing head armor, a red brocade robe on his shoulders, a golden crown on his head, and a sword at his waist, he is handsome and handsome, and his eyes are bright.

Really, what a majestic general!

'Red rabbit among horses, Lu Bu among people', is indeed worthy of its name.

Yang Feng secretly praised in his heart, and then clenched his fist to Lu Bu: "I heard that the general is stationed in Puyang, I don't know why I came to Black Mountain this time?" ”

Lu Bu glanced at the posture of the thieves, although they looked good, the fear in the eyes of these thieves had betrayed them completely.

Lu Bu gave Wei Yue a look, and the latter understood, and asked loudly: "Let me ask you, where are Zhang Leigong and the others now?" ”

is just a small thief general, and he is not qualified to let the general open his mouth.

Yang Feng heard this question, and said 'sure enough' in his heart, and his tone became a little gloomy: "General, this is our internal matter, you don't need to interfere sideways, right?" ”

At the foot of the mountain, the sound of fighting can already be heard from the mountain.

"I only ask you, to let or not to let you?"

Hearing the threat between the words, Yang Feng was not a soft persimmon, and he was a little angry: "The general thinks that with only two hundred horses, he can defeat my thousands of troops and horses, but he is too arrogant!" ”

Scold.

Lu Bu sneered in his heart, too lazy to talk nonsense with Yang Feng, his fingers hooked his hand forward, and he was particularly decisive: Kill!

Whoa!

The two hundred wolf cavalry roared in unison like wild wolves, and immediately slapped their horses and swords, without the slightest fear in their expressions, full of fanaticism, and rumbled forward to charge.

"Brothers, give it to me!" Yang Feng widened his eyes and roared angrily.

Although the cavalry was very powerful, it was on the plains, which was mountainous, which could greatly limit the cavalry's ability to charge.

Kill!

The thieves ran forward with their feet in high spirits.

The two sides soon clashed, and the horsemen on horseback grinned, slashed their blades, easily sliced the stabbed wooden spears, and then slashed their heads, splashing the first streaks of blood.

Yang Feng still underestimated the wolf riding camp.

There is not only a huge gap between the two sides in terms of combat effectiveness, but also in terms of equipment.

The thieves were worn-out in their weapons, some even carried shovels, and the minions barely wore decent armor, only briefly protecting their chests with pieces of iron.

On the other hand, the wolf cavalry battalion, as the number one cavalry under Lu Bu, is the most well-equipped among all the battalions. Moreover, Chang'an has a forging department, which is responsible for collecting famous craftsmen from all over the world, and is processing and improving equipment every year. For example, the armor knife held in the hand of the wolf cavalry camp is made of fine iron, which can take people's lives with a single sword.

Those with little strength and blunt weapons can't break through the defense of that set of armor at all, and the wolf cavalry battalion can easily take the lives of the thieves with a backhand.

No wonder Guan Ji would flee back in embarrassment, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Yang Feng wouldn't have believed that there was such an elite division in the world, which completely subverted the impression of the imperial army in his consciousness.

These soldiers of the wolf cavalry battalion, with the strength they have shown, it is estimated that they can easily mix with the position of centurion in any army they go to, or even higher.

Just imagine, the strength of the team formed by two hundred centurions is terrifying!

Fortunately, this has just begun to fight, and the thieves still have morale, if they survive for a while, it is estimated that the thieves will be defeated immediately.

Yang Feng saw the situation clearly, and it would only be harmful and useless to consume the wolf cavalry camp, so he might as well turn the gun and aim at Lu Bu, so he roared loudly: "Sons, capture the thief and capture the king first, leave some to drag the wolf cavalry camp, and the rest of the people will go to destroy Lu Bu for me!" ”

Yang Feng believed that as long as Lu Bu was killed, the wolf cavalry camp was leaderless, and there was nothing to fear.

At this time, Lu Bu was in the rear and did not move, indifferently watching the battle of the wolf cavalry camp in front of him. There were only two people left beside him, one was Chen Wei, the commander of the guards, and the other was his youngest son Lu Xiao.

Originally, Lu Xiao also wanted to come forward to fight, but Lu Bu was not worried about his son's lack of strength, but wanted to sharpen Lu Xiao's temperament.

The thieves heard Yang Feng's order, and immediately divided half of their forces and rushed straight to Lu Bu's location.

Kill~

Come on~~

The thieves slaughtered them, trying to cheer themselves up by shouting loudly.

Seeing that they were about to rush to Lu Bu's approach, the thieves who were close to the front all paused in unison, not daring to rush quickly, but holding their weapons and trying to press forward step by step.

It's impossible to say not to be afraid.

If you don't know the identity of the man in front of you, it's okay, but you have already pointed out, this is the super strong man who ranks first in the world!

Thinking back then, when the Tiger Prison was closed, so many fierce generals under the Allied Army's account were defeated by Lu Bu one by one, not to mention their ordinary cottage minions.

Although the number of people has the absolute upper hand, no one wants to be the first to die.

So, the thieves made a detour from both sides, trying to surround Lu Bu and the three of them.

"Father, I'll go first!"

Lu Xiao couldn't hold back for a long time, and when he saw that the thieves wanted to encircle, he naturally refused to sit still, greeted his father, and didn't care whether Lu Butong agreed or not, and immediately rushed forward.

The thieves were afraid of Lu Bu, but they were not afraid of Lu Xiao, when they saw a small man riding a horse rushing over, they didn't care in their hearts, and even rushed to meet the kill, wanting to win this first feat.

Hmm~Hmm!

Seeing the thieves rushing towards him, Lu Xiao shouted fiercely in his mouth, the battle intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and the war horse under his crotch hit several thieves who were blocking the way one after another, and then waved the Xuan soldier in his palm, the huge heavy sword was as light as nothing in his hand, but once it hit the body of the thief soldiers, it would immediately make them spit blood in their mouths and die on the spot.

"Xiao'er, your grandfather Wulu is here, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy!" Wulu slapped his horse and galloped over, shouted, and the spear went straight to Lu Xiao's door.

Lu Xiao took advantage of the situation to the side, dodged the tip of the spear, and then took advantage of the opportunity to immediately slash down the giant sword in his hand.

Wulu blocked the spear, his face was a little disapproving, he thought he could easily block it, but it turned out that he underestimated Lu Xiao's strength. The heavy sword smashed the barrel of the spear like a bamboo, bombarded the top of the head, and suddenly blood gushed like a spring.

A good head, just like that, it became a bloody paste.

After killing Wulu, Lu Xiao continued to rush forward, and in the interception of many thieves, it was like a no-man's land.

Lu Xiao's target was Yang Feng, who was in charge of commanding in the distance.

Seeing Lu Xiao's heroic posture of galloping and killing, Chen Wei, who was waiting beside Lu Bu, couldn't help but feel emotional, as if he remembered the scene when he fought with the Xianbei people.

"Lord, look at the little boy, how much like you were back then!"

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