Chapter 112: No One Can Escape
Just when the head of the Ma family went to chase the head of the Lu family, an arrow swished through the air, and a soldier fell down instantly with a muffled snort, and the soldier just fell at the feet of the master of the Ma family, he was frightened, and then he ran away with a scream in his mouth.
When he ran, arrows kept falling, and people kept falling, and the entire Zhaojiabao was wailing.
Outside Zhaojiabao, Lu Bu looked at the people under him coldly, and shouted loudly: "Where is the trapped camp? "In the first few days, when guarding the city of Bingzhou, the camp suffered a heavy loss, and there were only 400 people left of the two thousand soldiers.
"I'm waiting", although there are few people, the voice is not weak. The voices of the four hundred soldiers were deafening.
Lu Bu looked at these loyal and brave men who were defending the city of Bingzhou, and shouted: "A few days ago, Zhao Yang's house raided the city of Bingzhou, causing thousands of brothers to spill their blood on the battlefield, and today the enemy leader is in front of us, what do you say we should do." ”
"Kill, kill, kill." This time it's not just the camp, it's the whole army shouting together.
Looking at this group of heroic sons, Lu Bu shouted: "Okay, although there are few traps, today you are willing to follow me to take the enemy's head and fight on the battlefield again." ”
"I am willing to follow in the footsteps of the lord and sweep away the enemy army."
The trapped camp was already holding a breath of air in his heart, and today let Lu Bu guide him like this, the wolf nature of the trapped camp has been completely stimulated.
Kill!
Lu Bu took the lead in rushing forward, followed by the four hundred trapping camp, and just as Lu Bu was charging into battle, the originally closed city gate creaked open a gap. Immediately followed by a crowd of people, this group of people seemed to have discussed, as soon as they opened the city gate, they scattered in all directions, like a sudden explosion of ant nests frantically fleeing, and a few people didn't know how to escape towards Lu Bu, and Lu Bu was naturally not polite, chopping melons and vegetables to cut them.
This group of people who escaped originally thought that they were fleeing in all directions, more or less enough to escape a few, but they found that they were thinking too much, and tens of thousands of well-equipped Bingzhou troops strangled this group of miscellaneous armies was simply like playing.
They couldn't run out at all, and before they could reach the edge of the guards, the rain of arrows had already poured down, and they finally rushed to the edge of the defenders, and they were greeted by sharp spear blades.
They despaired because they found that they could not escape from this cage at all, and no matter how much they struggled, the end result was death.
The blood kept flowing, slowly staining the earth red, and cold corpses were lying on the ground, not long ago they were still alive, but at this moment they could no longer feel the world that made them nostalgic.
Lu Bu's Fang Tian Painting Halberd didn't know how many times he swung it, the only thing he knew was that every time he swung it, he would definitely take away a few fresh lives.
Time is passing little by little, life is dissipating little by little, the war or the slaughter is coming to an end, all the people in Zhaojiabao were slaughtered, no one was spared, oh, no, not all were killed, and some were suicides, for example, Zhao Yang himself knew that he could not live in isolation, so when the Lu family master broke out, Zhao Yang and his wife committed suicide by hanging themselves in the hall, but in the end, his body did not escape the fate of being sanctioned, and his head was cut off by the angry crowd, Hung on the flagpole to warn the crowd.
Lu Bu handed over the follow-up matters to Chen Gong and others, while he himself led the army back to Bingzhou City, which was the real triumph. Although victorious, the grassland line is only the end of the section, far from the end of the road.
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