The woman who was less than 100 steps away from the first cordon, her sackcloth was gray and white, and her horse was as red as blood.

Even though the rear quickly gathered fifty people and had all the armor, there was really no upper hand at all.

One man and one horse, its momentum is so abundant, but it firmly crushes everyone on the opposite side to death.

Such a person and a horse, without saying a word, for any martial artist, it already represents legend and glory.

Even though the Xiongnu's contemporary Dadan Yudu said with a smile, there is no need to see people and retreat thirty miles first when they only meet the red rabbit horse, which is not a shame for the good sons of the Huns in the immortal world.

These veterans rolling in blood in the fire were no exception, each of them clenched their sabers in their hands,

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the Adam's apple moved slightly, and the throat was slightly dry.

The woman had no intention of stepping forward, and the soldiers who gathered together couldn't afford to have the slightest intention of impacting each other.

I just hope that we will be separated from each other and be safe.

A soldier who can survive on the battlefield must not be afraid of death, just like the person who won to the end has lost countless times and is not afraid of losing.

But this does not mean that these soldiers, who have experienced countless lives and deaths, want to die.

Even dying at the hands of this woman in front of you is a different kind of good way to die,

But if you know that you can't stop the other party by half a step, then you must be so meaningless to be reluctant to die.

Lu Bu didn't care about the idea of their fifty people, just as she disdained to get on her horse and charge into battle because fifty people drew their swords and faced each other

Her back and legs were naturally straight, and if you were close enough to look at her back, you could see the beautiful curve of her spine and shoulder blades through the soft gray linen.

The long hair is like satin, and it moves with the cold autumn wind like the clothes.

Like a verdant and secluded hundred-year-old tree, it looks calm and raises the beautiful head that is pouring into the world.

Listen intently.

Listen to the sound of hooves like thunder, blowing up from far and near.

Look sideways.

Looking at the cold armor of the thousands of troops, the smoke and dust are rolled up like dragons.

Treading on the fallen leaves, regardless of green or yellow, trampling on the cold autumn new frost.

When a military formation of hundreds of soldiers is formed, its momentum and lethality are never as simple as one plus one superimposed by a hundred strong men.

If it is paired with a horse, it is a system that only kills, and you must know that in terms of pure strength, just a second-class military horse is better than three or five elite foot soldiers.

Between people, between people and horses, between horses and horses, every lethal little detail and coordination increases in the number of horrors in hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands.

That's a terrifying power that can't be reflected only in words or film and television works. It is a killing weapon fed by the taxes of tens of millions of people in one state or several states.

In Youzhou alone, the consumption of 1,000 high-class cavalry for a year is enough for about seven or eight thousand people to have no worries about food and clothing for a year.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, excluding subjective irrational emotions and purely objective evaluations, the most powerful army in the whole world must be the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, and it is only the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry.

It can be said that Dong Zhuo was later able to raise the court with an arrogant and unscrupulous posture when the people's hearts were completely lost and the whole world was the enemy, and he was undefeated for several years according to the power of the king of Qin in various states.

Even pushed back, Liu Bei confronted Wu Wei for decades with a small place and a thin population.

The largest capital is still part of the Liangzhou military force brought by Ma Chao when he surrendered, and the Liangzhou Corps can be called the pillar of the Shu military.

And this made Dong Zhuo regarded as a beast in Liangzhou, and the people's resentment was boiling.

In fact, after the cost of supporting the cavalry of Liangzhou was apportioned to each household, it was still a staggering and terrifying amount.

Lu Bu did not say a word about the misery of the people,

It's like she's never been willing to drink even a glass of wine with the generals who sleep on their skins and cut off their heads to make wine jugs.

No matter how much Xuan He's military exploits are, he has never attended even a celebration banquet.

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Thirty miles before Lu Bu's horse was Baicun, and no less than three hundred vanguard cavalry and infantry had gathered behind the horse.

The scattered and slightly distant encirclement of the cavalry, or the tight iron shields and long weapons of the infantry, all reveal that even if they have an absolute numerical advantage at this moment, and there are still troops coming one after another, they are still apprehensive.

And the soldiers who held their breath and were not taken seriously by Lu Bu, but those war horses had already annoyed Lu Bu slightly.

Although this place is flat, it is just a small suburb, and it is really crowded to accommodate hundreds of neat troops, so even if those cavalry have deliberately distanced themselves and signaled that there is no hostility, the turbid heat of the hundreds of horses and the smell of the livestock themselves have already made Lu Bu very uncomfortable.

The warm smell reminded her of the days when she was a child and sneaked into the wolves in the winter to keep warm, it was dirty, messy, smelly, and dangerous.

This kind of not good memory made her squint her eyes and exude a shallow killing intent.

The palms of the hands are still rhythmically patting the horse's back, and the fingertips are white and smooth, like playing a pipa.

The skin of the fingers is soft, and the force and amplitude seem to be slight, but the movements are sonorous like plucking gold and iron.

Every inch of Chitu's muscles are as tight as iron, like a stone carving.

"Huh? ……”

Lu Bu, who had been silent for a long time, uttered a syllable expressing doubt.

It had already made the hearts of the soldiers in the closer row tighten.

Although there is nothing she sees, her intuition is so sharp that she is against the sky, and she feels like she is being stared at by something.

She was uncomfortable, but she didn't have anything to look for, which made her feel even worse. So much so that he pursed his lips.

The palms of the hands are taken off the horse's back and folded in the lower abdomen.

In fact, when the red rabbit horse gradually gathered from the soldiers, it could not suppress its bloodthirsty nature that was not inferior to the tiger and leopard.

If it hadn't been for Lu Bu forcibly pressing it with one hand, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

And just after Lu Bu withdrew from the white palm, Chitu instantly burst out with a long and rich Qingyue dragon roar, and his two hooves were raised, as if he was about to step on the clouds.

The sound in the open field was endless, and the soldiers who heard the horse's clear roar were all shocked.

There was a bit of a trance, and then after two or three breaths, wait for them to come back to their senses.

The Red Rabbit was like a running dragon, and it had already rushed into the army, and the two sides were no more than a hundred paces apart, but it had increased its speed and impact to an incredible situation at such a distance that was not worth mentioning in the cavalry battle.

A metal shield that stood in front of it, about five inches thick, was knocked out of a dent by the oncoming red rabbit.

The three soldiers who held the large shield together flew out upside down and smashed into the formation, and the huge shield flew into the air and smashed down.

The three of them didn't know whether they were alive or dead, but they didn't stop this god horse in the slightest.

A horse went straight forward, smashed through the line of infantry troops to the middle of the cavalry town, and after knocking into seventeen or eighteen strong horses in a straight line, the horses fell and fell, and there was a little confusion for a while.

And what is terrifying is that this beast is very psychic, and its momentum and speed have declined, and it does not try to penetrate the entire army.

Instead, he stopped, raised his hooves, much larger than the mouth of the bowl, and stepped on the fallen soldier.

All of a sudden, the hoof fell and people died, and the miserable screams were endless, some were trampled on the skull, some were trampled to smithereens, and the blood was drenched anyway.

After the killing, Chitu was even more energetic, rampage around, and actually opened a small vacuum around it in a short period of time.

Walking on the blood, the army retreated.

Just one horse was raging, and it caught the soldiers of Youzhou who had never had a chance to appreciate their ferocity by surprise

At this time, looking at the corpses of robes all over the ground, someone vaguely remembered,

When the woman led 800 elite cavalry to chase the remnants of the Huns, the horse ran around for several days without eating water and grass, only dragging three or five enemy corpses behind, and starved for the enemy's flesh and blood The demon legend goes.

Lu Bu didn't look back at the three-hundred-man military formation. It's just that she still feels like she's being stared at by something, which makes her very uncomfortable.

The red rabbit and the master have the same heart, looking up to the sky and hissing, and the power is not inferior to the fierce beasts of the mountains.

You must know that the original alien beast White Tiger, after being stained with the blood of the merman and weakened, still needs to cooperate with the small seven-star formation and the drill cooperation of 2,000 people, as well as hundreds of hard bows and crossbows, and cooperate with the terrain for several rounds of conspiracies before being grinded to death.

The three hundred people who came in a hurry were caught off guard and were rushed into battle by a horse, and it was inevitable to be embarrassed for a while, but it was only for a while.

The chaos was quickly suppressed, and the centurion who had met Li Ci last time shook the spear in his hand, licked his dry lips, and looked at the peerless god general who was independent of the front and looked like he didn't care about himself.

Fierce in his heart, he made a gesture, and the army formation was pulled to the rear of the two sides, and the soldiers in the middle swept to the two wings.

Soon a clearing was formed, separated from the red rabbit at a relatively safe distance.

In the end, he still didn't give the order to release the arrow, but took a step back in the face of the other party's arrogance.

Under the gaze of his subordinates, he came out of the formation, approached Lu Bu to a distance of seventy steps, and looked at the woman's back

"Sir's centurion Liu Xiaoqi, see General Lu's ......"

The woman was silent, no different from a sculpture except for the fluttering of her green silk linen clothes.

"Dare to ask the general why he is here, and wait for a while, and then Mr. Rong Mo will discuss whether it can be ......."

As soon as Liu Xiaoqi's words were finished, he looked at the woman in front of him who was blind to everything, pulled out the Fang Tian painting halberd inserted in the soil beside him, and held it in his hand.

A pair of clean cloth shoes moved a few steps, like throwing a javelin, and a halberd pierced through the air. The speed and strength were terrifying, and they rubbed through Liu Xiaoqi's eyebrows and temples from three to five inches. The sharp wind it carried made his cheeks ache.

But he didn't have time to dodge half a step, and the eight-foot-tall rough man and the man were covered in cold sweat from cold to hot again.

The halberd passed through an old locust tree, only three feet were still outside, and the rest were deep into the trunk of the tree, unstoppable.

After the whim ghost sent the god to stab out a halberd, Lu Bu only felt that his thoughts were clear and his mind was quite smooth.

With a long sigh of relief, Lu Bu turned around with his usual kind smile and asked, "Hmm...... What did you just say? ”

Liu Xiaoqi looked at the other party's murderous expression, bowed down and hugged his fists as if he had been amnestied, and said: "I respectfully ask the general to stop, let me wait for Mr. ......"

Lu Bu's smile became a little bigger, and he asked kindly: "In the thirteen states of the world, which inch is not the king's land, my Han family's frontier guard general, patrolling here, where is the reason waiting for you and Zhuge Kongming, a grass people...... If you stop me, you will be a thief."

The tone was quiet and soft, but it couldn't be called friendly in any case, which made Liu Xiaoqi speechless.

Speechless for a while, the rough man stood in the cold wind and didn't know what to do.

And on the locust tree that still trembled because of the power of a halberd, no one could see it, Song Niangzi's face was painful, her Dharma body was damaged, and her heart was pierced by a halberd and nailed to the center of the trunk. The red and yellow mixed air on the halberd body was shallow, making her unable to break free. Moreover, like a flesh-eating insect, the scattered yellow and red qi threads were constantly transferring from the halberd blade from her Dharma body like a knife.

I'm afraid that in a short time, this yin god will not be able to escape the end of a form and god annihilation.

This made her feel miserable in her heart, and she regretted that she shouldn't have come here to check on her own initiative, but she was a big man who had encountered such domineering luck.

You must know that the isolation of the yin and the earth in the yang world is strict, like the abyss of the sky, and only the ghosts and gods who have been given the recognized sacrifice qualifications by the pilgrimage decree can influence the people who believe in the yang world and protect the peace of the believers.

Otherwise, even if the emperor of the previous dynasty died after the death of Huang Feng, because the imperial tomb of the previous dynasty did not allow the people to sacrifice, they could only stay in the yin soil honestly.

This is also the reason why all dynasties have forbidden the private tablet writing of the previous dynasty.

This is really no different from rebellion, you must know that if there are more than 100,000 people sacrificing to the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, then the King of Yin Tu Qin has a way to intervene in the Yang world and subvert the Han Dynasty.

However, if the new dynasty decrees to wipe out the position of the emperors and ghosts of the previous dynasty, not only will the people's hearts be turbulent, and it will not be easy to accept the hearts of the old ministers, but it will also reduce the national fortunes.

Therefore, all dynasties have to close the imperial tombs of the previous dynasties, and then add new edicts, which is more complicated and cumbersome than the sub-sealing of the rest of the ghosts and gods to tie dog chains, but in fact, the essence is no different.

Those who win the hearts of the people win the world, but not only in the yang world, the reigning son of heaven desires, the yin, earth, ghosts and gods are all controlled.

And those princes and princes, commanders and generals, if there are ghosts and gods who offend, they can be scolded and hurt.

When Huo Qu was sick and went on an expedition against the Huns, he stayed in the temple at night, and a woman dreamed of coming and was willing to serve with his body.

The general scolded and chased away, and woke up to see that the grass and trees around the temple were withered, which was the ghost god injured by the air carrier.

However, the report of ghosts and gods is not too late, and later Huo Qu's illness was suspicious of Emperor Wu, his luck declined, and the ghosts and gods came to report, and the young man died early.

At this moment, Lu Bu's qi is still not as good as Huo Qu's illness, but Song Niangzi is just a little low-end ghost god, and it really seems that it is impossible to escape.

However, at this moment, Li Xi, who was rushing back to the village, was shocked in his heart, and he, who was connected to Song Niangzi's master and slave, naturally knew that the other party was in danger.

After greeting Xia De, he rushed forward, walking like the wind.

In Li Xi's house, when he took a short break, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and beautiful, but he was very dissatisfied.

Xiaoliang is a stingy girl, just like she said herself, she will turn her face when someone steals a carrot from her.

And after noticing Lu Bu's luck churning, and hurting Song Niangzi, she not only turned her face, in her eyes Song Niangzi is a ghost, but a fresh, interesting and magical good dog, the little girl who has just stepped into the road of practicing qi is fresh, you must know that the big dog still depends on the master, although Song Niangzi is now Li Ci's slave god, but Xiao Liang domineeringly thinks that Li Ci is hers.

Lu Fengxian dared to touch her Zhuge Liang's things......

A small body lay flat on the bed, pillowing a small arm, and scolded angrily

"Lu Bu is a girl in the end, and she really did it very ......"

As soon as the words fell, she lifted the quilt that wrapped herself in a rice dumpling, wearing only a shirt.

Neatly put on a pure black robe, put on a pair of small cotton shoes and was about to go out, but when she arrived at the entrance of the yard, she thought of something and rubbed it back quite unnaturally, took out a yellow and white comb of ivory, and secretly combed her long hair with excellent hair quality carefully twice, before coughing lightly, as if nothing had happened, and paced out the door with her hands behind her back.

The black robe on a white background is like a mourning dress.