Chapter 12: Lu Bu is angry
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Ha Qi, who was about to evacuate, suddenly felt a sudden feeling of uneasiness, and a strong sense of uneasiness made him strangle the horse's head hard, and his round head was slightly to the right.
The flaming arrow almost grazed Ha Chi Tan's helmet, which made Ha Chi Shi shiver and scolded: "Treacherous Han people." β
Tumu on the side changed his face greatly, because he noticed that the Han people, who were originally scattered and fighting, decisively left the enemies around them and rushed towards the place where they were.
In addition to killing the flaming arrows, this flaming arrow feather is also tasked with transmitting signals, and even if it fails to shoot Ha Chi Ji, it will also expose Ha Chi Ti's location to others.
What disturbed Tumu the most was that the man with the halberd who was like the Earth Breaking Demon God was already less than a hundred steps.
The situation was already critical, and Tumu shouted: "The general leaves quickly, and the others follow my palace!" β
Ha Qi was already frightened by the arrow just now, and now when he heard Tumu's roar, he couldn't care so much, slapped the horse's buttocks with his weapon, and fled with more than a dozen personal guards.
Seeing this, Lu Bu, who was fifty paces away, was willing to give up, urging the war horse under his crotch to speed up and gallop over.
The raging fire turned the originally dark night sky red, and the Xianbei warriors who once made the Han people frightened now fell to the ground and wailed, but it was the Han people who they called "dogs" all the year round, who became more and more courageous in the continuous fighting.
"If I had listened to my advice, I would not have been so miserable as I am now."
Tumu sighed in his heart, but now was not the time to regret it. Tumu glanced around at the only thirty or forty soldiers left around, and roared majestically: "Sons, do you dare to fight to the death with me?" β
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
The ragged soldiers raised their weapons and shouted.
The shouts of the soldiers made Tumu settle down a lot, and for some reason, whenever he saw the man with the halberd, Tumu's heart was very frizzy, perhaps because Lu Bu was unstoppable, or maybe because Tumu remembered an ancient proverb that had been passed down in Xianbei.
Lu Bu's purpose was to be a ha, so he didn't have much interest in Tumu and the others, and was ready to rush over and chase after the fleeing Ha Chi.
The nine-foot-long broadsword slashed down in front of Lu Bu's body, and Lu Bu blocked it with a halberd, and the blade suddenly turned again, cutting Lu Bu's throat horizontally.
Lu Bu leaned back, grabbed the advancing horse's hooves stiffly, and the sharp blade slashed three inches through his neck.
Tumu slashed the big knife in his hand and pointed at Lu Budao: "Han thief, if you want to hunt down and kill my general, you have to ask me first if I can agree to the knife in my hand!" β
The Xianbei soldiers also aimed their weapons at Lu Bu, and divided them into three rows to completely block the not wide road.
At this time, everyone else also rushed to Lu Bu's side one after another, and they all killed their faces with blood, and the number of people changed from seventy-six at the beginning to thirteen now.
"Boss, what are you talking about with them, fuck it!" A man behind Lu Bu rode on a horse, roaring fiercely, the machete in his hand had been changed many times, but the hand holding the knife was still as strong as ever.
Lu Bu nodded, and said to the people behind him: "Those Xianbei soldiers are handed over to you, this non-commissioned officer, I will come!" β
Everyone got the order, and rushed directly to fight with those Xianbei soldiers.
Now it is the final stage, both sides of the people are fighting with life for life, you cut me, I stab you, whoever can hold on to the end is the final winner.
Tu Mu stared at Lu Bu with both eyes, as if he was facing a great enemy, and his right hand holding the long knife unconsciously tightened two points.
Lu Bu reined in his horse with his left hand, looked at Tumu in a condescending attitude, and sneered contemptuously: "Come on, let me see how many catties and taels do you so-called grassland warriors have?" β
When Tumu heard Lu Bu's insulting words, he naturally rushed into his chest angrily, and slammed the bottom of the hilt in his hand into the ground, and the moment the dust was raised, he rushed at Lu Bu.
Lu Bu held the horse rope, held the halberd in his right hand, and did not fight forward, but waited quietly in place for Tumu to arrive.
"Arrogance!"
When Tumu saw that Lu Bu actually despised himself so much, he was so angry that he screamed. At this moment, Tumu had rushed to Lu Bu's side, and the long knife in his hand slashed down, threatening to split the person in front of him in two to dissipate the anger in his heart.
Lu Bu was not in a hurry, his figure seemed to be just shaking, but the incomparably heavy knife was thrown into the air, and it slammed on the ground, making a muffled sound of "dong ~".
Seeing that he couldn't hit Lu Bu, Tu Mu quickly raised his long knife and slashed directly at Lu Bu's chest, and roared angrily in his mouth: "Han thief, give me death!" β
Lu Bu pressed Fang Tian's halberd down, and the long knife smashed into the ground again.
"Thief?"
Lu Bu whispered, the pupils in his eyes contracted, and his eyebrows sank slightly. If Cao Xing and Song Xian saw Lu Bu's expression, he would definitely not even dare to breathe, and would pray for the person in front of Lu Bu.
Because, whenever Lu Bu showed this kind of expression, it meant that he was really angry.
And Tumu would pay attention to this, while attacking Lu Bu, he scolded resentfully: "That's right, if it weren't for your group of thieves to make villains, how could we ......?"
Tumu's words came to an abrupt end, his eyes widened, his eyes were full of disbelief and shock, and just now, Lu Bu made a move. He could clearly see the halberd that Lu Bu handed out, but he couldn't dodge it, his body was as if someone had immobilized him, and he could only watch the halberd stab into his chest.
Lu Bu pulled the halberd out of Tumu's chest, and quickly stabbed another halberd into Tumu's abdomen, and asked loudly: "You call us Han thieves, so what are you outsiders!" β
Blood had begun to ooze from Tumu's chest, and there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he realized that he had underestimated the young man in front of him. He thought that he would hold on to Lu Bu for one or twenty rounds, but he was still too naΓ―ve, Lu Bu's speed was too fast, and he couldn't react at all.
"Aren't you brave warriors! Fight back! β
Lu Bu withdrew his halberd, and another stab stabbed Tumu in the abdomen again.
"Isn't it very angry when you kill the defenseless people, why don't you fight back now!"
"You plundered horses, captured Han people as slaves, and even called us thieves!"
"I will pay the blood debt you owe with your life!"
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Lu Bu said seventeen sentences in a row, and also handed out seventeen halberds, killing people every word, and punishing the heart every word.
Tumu only felt that there were places on his body that were constantly bursting with blood flowers, blood was flowing non-stop, the long knife in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and there seemed to be no one intact in front of his entire body, except for his heart.
Tumu knew that even if Lu Bu deliberately avoided the vital point of the heart, he would still die, and he would bleed to death.
At the last moment of his life, Tumu actually laughed at Lu Bu on the horse, spitting blood in his mouth, and said: "Look at your family ministers, when did they treat the people as people? The Han people are so despicable, they should be treated as slaves like cattle and sheep, and they are ruled by my Xianbei tribe, but I lose to you today, and I have nothing to say......"
Tumu slid from his horse's back and fell to the ground, scarlet blood flowing from his body.
The battle on the other side also ended in the victory of the Bingzhou army, and many people who could still stand up struggled and gradually leaned towards Lu Bu.
Looking at the exhausted crowd, Lu Bu had a thousand words to say in his heart, but in the end, when it came to his mouth, Lu Bu only said two words.
Won.
After hearing these two words, the big men who are five big and three thick on weekdays hugged each other with tears in their eyes at this moment and cried bitterly, looking up to the sky and shouting: "We won, we won!! β