Chapter 3 Lu does not regret

"Fatty, are you alright? Looking at the fat man with blood remaining at the corners of his mouth, the thin man's eyes were red, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"I'm so hungry. The fat man said with a pale face, as if he was going to say goodbye to the world in the next second.

"Come on. Don't be hungry, you eat quickly. "The thin man didn't know where to take out a peach, this peach looked like it had been left for a while, it looked like it was sloppy, and it had lost a lot of luster and moisture.

The moment Mao Tao took it out, the thin man's eyes looked at it very cherished, and finally after a few seconds of thought struggle, he turned his head and put the peach to his mouth.

"Uh-huh. "The title of fat man is well deserved, like a pig, he ate this peach into his stomach, and after eating, he also made a gap by the way.

"Ahh

"Comfortable!" groaned, but the fat man suddenly held the sharp arrow on his body with one hand like a person who was fine.

With a cold snort, the sharp arrow on his back was pulled out by himself, and only the arrow was stained with a little blood, which proved that the arrow did not go too deep.

"Hehe", the fat man squeezed his eyebrows and looked at the thin man with a little pride.

"Smack", dead fat man, you have also learned to be scheming, my Mao Tao!" A slap fell on the fat man's head, the thin man sighed in despair, and the Mao Tao hit the pig and never returned! The scene of the drama in front of him, Xiaoyao and the other guards present were also quite speechless, but they didn't have time to pay attention to them.

Because the real enemy may appear.

"Da, da, da. ”

Not far away, a figure riding a red fiery horse appeared in everyone's field of vision without hurrying.

It was a tall figure, dressed in armor made of cold iron, with a cyan quiver behind him, and a large, rough and powerful hand holding a spear, like a large crimson snake spitting out a scarlet tongue.

The good ones don't come, the ones who come are not good, the people haven't arrived, but a compelling momentum has rushed towards them, and every guard is on serious alert, "Squeak." "The weapon hidden in the scabbard and scabbard was slowly pulled out an inch.

The face of the person who came was like this knife, and it was very cold for ten thousand years. On his right cheek is a scar that must have left an indelible mark from his early years of fighting, a man who is very impressive at first sight.

"Da, da. ”

The scene was quieter and more terrifying, like the eve before a storm. His fallen horse stepped gracefully step by step, like a pair of hands plucking the strings that were tense in everyone's hearts, and even the horses pulling the sedan chair began to step back and forth in place restlessly, sending out bursts

The quiet atmosphere will eventually be broken.

"Whoever comes, report it quickly. Uncle Wang's angry shouting calmed the depression and anxiety in everyone's hearts.

"Yanshan, Lu has no regrets. The comer stopped his horse, and his domineering voice echoed through the air, and even Feng'er fell silent after the name.

At this time, a very discordant voice disturbed the brewing atmosphere, "Xiao Yaozi, you see how handsome they are, so powerful!." Cui'er didn't know when she got off the sedan chair, with a light in her eyes, and said with a look.

"......" The muscles in Xiaoyao's cheeks twitched upwards at the corner of her mouth, and she directly chose to ignore her, and asked Uncle Wang on the side with a curious expression.

"Uncle Wang, what kind of character is this Lu Buregret. "Looking at him after knowing this name, he was full of bitterness that could not be concealed.

"Yanshan is just a small place with no name, and Lu Buregret is just an ordinary name, but the combination of these two names is extraordinary. Because the current Zhenxi general's name is Lu Buregret, he is a household name in this Kuolan country!"

"Zhenxi General Lu Buregret was born in Yanshan, fifteen-year-old general, one person with 100,000 soldiers, alone in the west gate of the border city for nearly ten years. Uncle Wang glanced at Xiaoyao and continued.

"Every intruder, no matter how mighty or ferocious, slew before the gates, a city completely red with blood. Speaking of this, Uncle Wang paused and said, "What made General Zhenxi a household name was a battle, known as the Battle of the Hundred Days. ”

"At that time, the territories of all sides of the kingdom were attacked by the hostile country of Moxu, and the people everywhere were in dire straits, and the war was endless. ”

"When he couldn't get any troop resources, General Zhenxi led 100,000 soldiers under his command, carrying several times more troops of the enemy, and blocked it for more than a hundred days!"

"The strength is even more of a small situation, a man and a horse, holding this Zhangba spear alone outside the city gate to kill nearly 10,000 enemy soldiers, the enemy soldiers killed frightened, then retreated, in exchange for the peaceful days of the people at the West Gate. ”

Hearing this, looking at the Zhenxi general in front of him, Lu Buregret, he couldn't help but be in awe, because every general has experienced countless wars and defended his glory with his own blood.

The wind blew gently, and a trace of long black and bright hair rose in the air, making General Zhenxi look even more extraordinary.

"Then why shouldn't General Zhenxi guard the city at the West Gate Pass, but here?" Xiaoyao wondered.

"Because I didn't expect the rumor to be true, the love of children is long!" At this point, even fools understand.

"Ordinary people just want to live a plain life, be well fed and clothed, while those who hold power in their hands are playing games all the time for their own selfish desires. Uncle Wang sighed.

"I wonder if the general can give us people a way out?" Uncle Wang hugged his fist at Lu Buregret.

"You can go, but she must stay. Lu Buregret's face did not change, and he held the pole in one hand, and pointed to the sedan chair and said.

"Isn't the general embarrassed for me to wait?"

"The general also knows that if I wait for death, it is impossible to hand her over to you, I hope the general will think twice and focus on the overall situation!" Uncle Wang said with a wry smile.

Lu Buregret sat on the fierce horse, and the tall figure seemed to be covered by the sun, and he didn't move at all, which was his best words.

sighed lightly, "The general is offended!"

Uncle Wang's face instantly became solemn, and he pulled out a crescent-shaped scimitar, and the white light wandered around the blade.

"Boom" stomped his right foot to the ground, like a taut spring stretched out his waist, and galloped away. The rest of the escorts also looked at each other as if they had received an order, "Huh." They drew their weapons and rushed forward.

His eyes were like torches, and the eight-zhang spear in Lu Buregret's hand slowly moved to the front of him, quite a kind of majestic momentum that could not be opened by a husband.

"Kill. Uncle Wang, the captain of the guard, jumped into the air, the scimitar in his hand was so dazzling in the sunlight, accompanied by the sound of the whirring wind, and slashed towards him, it is conceivable that this blow is enough to smash it in half even if it hits the boulder.

With a swing of the spear, it sliced through the air. The "bell" is the most direct collision of the two weapons.

The next moment, I saw Uncle Wang spitting blood from his mouth, being knocked away like a sandbag, and falling heavily to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The battle was not over, when several guards came up from all sides, and at the same time swung their full force at him.

Lu Buregret in front of him didn't blink his eyes, his face was still so calm and calm, and with a move of the divine dragon swinging his tail, the red spear in his hand swept directly, "Zheng, Zheng, Zheng," all the people who attacked were all knocked away.

In the blink of an eye, all the guards who rushed forward were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and none of them could stand up, and only a few screams of pain remained.

It can be seen that Lu Buregret has left his hand, but the difference in strength is too big, and there is no comparison at all, which is really worthy of the resounding name of General Zhenxi.

"The general is concerned about the overall situation, don't delay the great future. Uncle Wang's bitter pleading voice sounded in Xiaoyao's ears, and he saw that he had already fallen to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood, and completely fainted.

The wind swirls in the air, the yellow sand rises on the ground, and tiny stones roll on the ground.

The scene was quiet, Lu Buregret stepped on the stirrups, got up and got off the horse, and tied the Zhangba spear in his hand to his back. The original cold and iron-blooded feeling has also become gentle and elegant, and at this time he no longer has the sharp temperament he had before, just like a genius and a poet.

His eyes were filled with warm light, and he walked towards the sedan chair with gentle steps.

With a "whoosh", it backfired, and a sharp arrow suddenly appeared, piercing the sky, like a poisonous snake that launched an offensive, attacking from behind Lu Buregret.

The sharp arrow appeared suddenly, Lu Buregret did not panic at all, as if he was an unknown prophet, and firmly grasped it, but his steps moved forward a little uncontrollably, and the eyebrows on his forehead couldn't help but raise.