"Lubu, bastard, look where you're going!" Liu Feng's eyes were round, and he waved the plum blossom gun vigorously, driving the Red Flame Horse, and his eyes were closely chasing Lu Bu, who was lonely.

Zhang Liao's eyes were cracked, and he fought desperately for a while, and when he looked back, there were less than twenty horsemen left behind him, and Lu Bu in the center was even more monomorphic, falling off his horse and galloping, embarrassed. The task of separating the two sides to attack the flanks of the pikemen was dashed in a sudden rain of javelins, and on the other side, Wei Xu was already killed.

"Go back, protect the general!" Zhang Liao shouted, his spear danced, and he picked off the two opponents who came from his horse, pulled out the horse's head, and rushed to Lu Bu's side.

"Lu Buxiu go, take your life!" Among them, the spear array had already dispersed, Zhang He got on his horse again, shouted, waved the spear down, led more than 100 personal riders, pulled out the spear array and rushed up in front of him.

The wind was blowing, Lu Bushuo stood in the wind, and poked Fang Tian's halberd to the ground heavily, the helmet had fallen off at some point, Lu Bu looked up to the sky comfortably and let out a long breath, letting the cold north wind blow the hot forehead, the long hair that was scattered danced against the wind, Liu Beijun's throwing gun was finally used up!

"Shhh

"Suffer death, Lu Bu!" The knight's eyes were round, and the sword slashed across Lu Bu's neck like lightning.

"Ahh

"Hiss-" A terrible neighing of horses, rushing to the front of the dozen horsemen without exception stood up, a miserable scream, the knight on the left was actually standing on the ground Lu Bu punched away, the sternum was shattered, just like a heavy stone thrown in the air, heavy and smashed down, the person on the right shook on the horse, his eyes were dull, the war knife fell softly, "plop" sound, straight down down.

At present, more than a dozen riders, all of them are exhausted, and they all retreat together. Zhang He was also trembling, his eyes widened in shock, and he let the love horse under his crotch be restless and avoided, and he was shocked for a while, and he didn't dare to force forward again.

Lu Bu's eyes were blood-red, a gloomy sneer appeared on his handsome face, he picked up the strip of cloth half-wrapped around his right arm carelessly, opened his mouth to bite the bloody end, pulled his right hand, pulled it again, carefully tied a knot, "poof", spit out the strip of cloth, and glanced at Zhang He contemptuously, like Mount Tai Zhiyue, in the middle of heaven and earth.

"Archery, archery! Shoot him! Zhang He shuddered, woke up suddenly, shouted loudly, threw away the spear, took off the horse and rode the bow, trembled his hands, and aimed at Lu Bu. 3

"General, get on your horse!" Zhang Liao shouted, the tip of the spear slashed through the blood flowers, and more than a dozen light riders behind him, God blocked and killed God, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, burst in from Zhang He's back, and killed more than a dozen people in a blink of an eye.

"General Tianwei!" More than a dozen light horsemen behind Zhang Liao were thunderous, and they overwhelmed everything among the thousands of Liu Bei's army.

Liu Feng changed color in shock, after a thunderous roar that shook the sky, there was a crowd of people in front of him, and he couldn't see where Lu Bu was, but an inexplicable fear could not be suppressed in Liu Feng's heart, and he rode down the red flame horse and snorted a few times, and became restless. Years of dead people rolling around, almost alive and near death is not once or twice, but never once, as uncertain as today, the dark clouds in the sky seem to be all surrounded, so that he is almost out of breath, and the hot sweat on his forehead is "shabu" down.

"Phew-" The red flame horse raised its head and neighed, and the fierce man stood up, almost throwing Liu Feng off the horse. Liu Feng clamped his legs, pressed the red flame horse back to the ground in a heavy manner, sneered and broke his tongue, and the fresh blood pulled him out of the entanglement of the dark clouds in the sky, raised the plum blossom gun in his hand, and shouted with a glare: "Whoever kills Lu Bu, the reward will be ten thousand gold, and he will be promoted to three levels!" ”

The more than 100 frightened light horsemen led by Zhang He woke up in shock, pulled out their horses and left, and let Liu Feng pass.

"Lu Bu, suffer death!" Liu Feng raised the plum blossom gun in his hand high, and threw it at Lu Bu with all his might.

Zhang He threw himself on the horse, the bloody tip of the spear crossed his ears, took off his heavy gold helmet, threw away his riding bow, pulled out his horse and left, and rushed towards Liu Feng's side.

Lu Bu didn't move, coldly glanced at Liu Feng who came after him, stretched out his hand and picked up the Fang Tian painting halberd erected on the ground, and turned his body away, letting Liu Feng throw the plum blossom gun, and the corners of his mouth curled with a sneer, as if there was just a pile of dead things in front of him.

"Kill Lu Bu, kill Lu Bu!" Liu Feng's personal soldiers shouted in unison, raised their spears and big knives, and threw them at Lu Bu, Liu Feng pulled out his war knife, took the lead, and rushed up.

Zhang He sweated like rain, but he couldn't control the mount under his crotch, and seeing that he was about to bump into Liu Feng, he gritted his teeth violently, suddenly pulled out the horse sword, and stabbed the neck of the horse under him. A fierce whimper of the horse, Zhang He threw off the horse, landed a few rolls, and watched the rushing cavalry rush in front of him from a distance.

"Liu Feng Xiao'er, Hugh is rampant!" Zhang Liao couldn't care about Zhang He anymore, shouted, patted the horse to greet him, crossed in front of Liu Cover, and shot Liu Feng's heart. The dozen or so light horsemen behind him also greeted Liu Feng and the others, who were ten times his size, without hesitation.

Lu Bu picked up a full circle of the Heavenly Painting Halberd in his hand, slowly stepped back under his feet, held the halberd with one hand, and swept down the spears and broadswords that came after him one by one, his blood-red eyes aimed at Liu Feng coldly.

Under the city of Shuofang.

"Kill!" Gao Shun's sword slashed down heavily, and immediately cut down a Liu Beijun junior colonel, with a cold face, "Trap Chen Ying, move forward!" ”

"Forward!"

"Forward!"

The sinking Chen camp slowly moved forward, like a surging tide, constantly impacting Guan Yu's army, step by step, step by step, step by step.

Guan Yu's half-squinted eyes lit up in vain, his hand raised his knife and fell, and with a "bang", Cheng Lian, the general of the Bingzhou Army who rushed forward, split it with his people and horses, and divided it into four pieces, his eyelids did not blink, his eyes were blazing, and he stared at Gao Shun.

Gao Shun raised his head suddenly, crossed the sword in his hand, looked at Guan Yu indifferently, and his brows shrank sharply.

"Gao Shun!"

"Guan Yu!"

……

"Take your life!" Guan Yu shouted, a cluster of blue-green knife shadows flickered, where he passed, flesh and blood flew sideways, the head and limbs were flying, and the aftermath of the loud shouting did not stop, but the person had already rushed to Gao Shun like lightning, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife slashed towards Gao Shun's left shoulder, the blue light flashed, and a piece of flesh and blood was sacrificed.

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Recently, I've been busy.,There's a lot of things.,The update is unstable.,The number is pitiful.,Friends and patience for a while.,Hehe.,I'm sorry.。 Next week, it should be a good update, this week is here first.