Thundered......

Guangzong City, which was originally clear in the sky, was wrapped in the clouds at this moment, and the rolling thunder that sounded in the air from time to time startled the Han army and the yellow turban thieves who were originally fighting, and they all subconsciously looked up at the sky.

"What's the situation?" Lu Bu, who was originally riding on the red rabbit to kill, held the Fang Tian painting halberd, frowned, and the tiger's eyes flashed with essence, looking at the sudden change in the weather.

Lu Bu, who never expected this scene, was a little more surprised in his heart at this time, what happened here?

And at this time, from the sky above Guangzong City, there were many to an unknown number of bewitching red lights, although they were mostly small existences, but for Lu Bu, who had amazing eyesight, he was still surprised to find that these small bewitching red lights were speeding towards the four directions of Guangzong City.

"How is this possible!" Although Lu Bu's soul came from the afterlife, the appearance of such a strange scene in front of him still shocked him in his heart.

Under the influence of gravity, how can there be anything in this world that is speeding in all directions?

Thundered!!!

With an earth-shattering thunderclap, the dark clouds that originally wanted to swallow Guangzong City completely dissipated at this moment, but the scene that appeared in front of them immediately shocked the crowd inside and outside Guangzong City even more!

The endless sun, which was covered by clouds, was approaching Gwangjong City in a strange manner, and the sun, which was originally only the size of a millstone, was gradually expanding, the size of a wheel, the size of a chariot, the size of a house, and the red sun that was extremely red, exuding a scorching heat wave.

"How is this possible!!"

The appearance of such a strange scene in front of him made Lu Bu's heart completely shocked, he never thought that such a scene would appear in Guangzong City.

What is this?

Could it be that the horn is really capable of witchcraft?

It's absolutely impossible!

If that horn really knows how to do witchcraft, I am afraid that the Yellow Turban Thieves who are raging in the eight states of the Han Dynasty will definitely not be such a situation.

In the face of such a supernatural phenomenon, various thoughts surfaced in Lu Bu's heart.

In the past, Lu Bu was a staunch atheist, but since he traveled to the late Han Dynasty, this made him have received nine years of compulsory education, and he has been a little loose in his heart.

Human beings are actually very small beings in nature, and even in the era when science and technology were so developed in later generations, there are still many unsolved mysteries that cannot be solved.

For this kind of thing that is beyond his control, Lu Bu's heart has a deep fighting spirit, even if a disaster comes? What if there is no one in the future? Since he has come to the era of the late Han Dynasty, he will become the king of this place.

A one-of-a-kind king!

Holding the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, the red rabbit under his crotch kept kicking the horse's hooves because of irritability, snorting from time to time, and the yellow turban thieves in front of him knelt on the ground reverently after seeing this scene, and at this moment they didn't seem to remember that they were on the fierce battlefield at the moment.

"Damn! I see you're looking for death! After seeing this scene, a trace of fierceness flashed in Lu Bu's tiger eyes, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand waved away angrily, "Sons, then rush into this Guangzong City!" ”

No matter what kind of strange scene happened in front of him, Lu Bu at this time just wanted to lead his troops to rush into this Guangzong City and capture the thief Zhang Jiao, only by capturing that Zhang Jiao, maybe all the mysteries could be solved.

With Lu Bu's roar, the soldiers under his command, who were originally distracted and watching the scene in front of them, all picked up the weapons in their hands with fierce faces at this moment, and attacked the Yellow Turban Thieves who were blocking their progress again.

In the face of the threat of death, the Yellow Turban Thieves originally knelt on the ground religiously, but at this moment they panicked to pick up the scattered weapons on the ground, even if such a strange phenomenon appeared in this Guangzong City, but the threat of death did not stay away from them, on the contrary, the fierce Han army in front of them, the fierce offensive launched, could not let these Yellow Turban Thieves pay more attention to these strange phenomena at all.

"And state wolf ride! Unique! The Bingzhou wolf rider who gathered behind Lu Bu held the horse lance in his hand high at this moment, and constantly attacked the Yellow Turban Thieves who were hindering the advance of the army.

Although it is said that supernatural phenomena such as the red sun descending on Han appeared, there was no reversal in the current battle in Guangzong City.

On the contrary, because the Yellow Turban Thieves in Guangzong City felt that this was their great sage and good teacher, and they had lowered their immortal skills and were ready to solve the group of Han troops in front of them, so they all relaxed their minds.

Lu Bu, who was killed from the city gate, did not encounter a single enemy along the way, and under his brave attack, more and more Han soldiers continued to pour into the already crowded Guangzong City as he continued to pour in.

At this moment, Dian Wei, Le Jin, Pan Zhang, Zhang Liao and other generals on the city wall are leading their soldiers to kill other city walls, and the yellow turban thieves gathered left and right, in the face of such a ferocious and fierce attack, they are all frightened, and they dare not resist at all.

At this moment, there were corpses everywhere in this Guangzong City, and blood was constantly gathering in the potholes, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"The horn must be found as soon as possible." Lu Bu, who was constantly rushing in front, kept roaring in his heart at this time, and there were too many unsolved mysteries in his heart at this time.

Although it is said that he has seen supernatural phenomena in later generations, this red sun descending from the Han Dynasty that has not been recorded in the history of the Qing Dynasty makes the only reasonable explanation that Lu Bu can think of in his heart is probably the ghost made by Zhang Jiao, who founded the Taiping Dao.

With such a mood, the murderous nature in Lu Bu's heart continued to surge, and under the influence of Lu Bu, the red rabbit under his crotch also became more and more irritable, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand kept swinging out, so that the yellow turban thieves who blocked him from moving forward were all killed.

However, after two teas, Lu Bu led his subordinates and the wolf cavalry of the state, rushed into this Guangzong City, and under the guidance of the system, quickly rushed to the place where Zhang Jiao was.

Now the Yellow Turban thieves gathered in Guangzong City have already been killed by the fierce attacks of the Han army soldiers, even though they have an absolute advantage in numbers, but the Yellow Turban thieves at this moment are like a broken army, and they don't know what resistance is!

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