Chapter 133: The desert sand is like blood

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The rolling yellow sand kicked up the dust, and a team of iron horses galloped away.

This team of people is only about 3,000 people. These 3,000 people, placed in this yellow sea, seem a little insignificant. But this insignificant 3,000 people had just defeated a group of 10,000 Xiongnu troops.

Yes, it's a crush.

Under the leadership of Lü Bu, they had 3,000 Han cavalry and defeated the Xiongnu of 10,000 people head-on. This is rare in the history of the Han Dynasty.

However, although the enemy army was defeated, Lu Bu's men and horses also lost a lot. Now these three thousand iron riders, everyone has a lot of color on them. Even Lu Bu had a white cloth belt tied around his arm. Blood, seeping through the strips of cloth, baked in the scorching sun.

"General, General Li Guang hasn't returned yet!"

Lu Bu held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, looking into the distance, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

All the way they came, Lu Bu led the manpower to explore the way. It was also thanks to Lu Bu that the Huns were discovered several times, which allowed Zhao Yun's large army to avoid encountering the Huns.

Originally, with the gradual deepening, the Huns appeared more and more frequently.

Not long ago, Lu Bu, a road-finding cavalry, was discovered by a Huns of 10,000 people.

In desperation, Lu Bu fought hard with him.

On the battlefield, whether the main general is brave or not is closely related to the combat effectiveness of this army. And Lu Bu, worthy of being the first god general of the Han Dynasty, used 3,000 people to defeat the 10,000-strong Xiongnu.

But this battle exposed Lu Bu's whereabouts, which attracted more Hun soldiers.

In the face of a steady stream of Huns, even if Lu Bu had the courage of ten thousand people, he could only retreat.

Under the close pursuit of the Huns, Vice General Li Guang volunteered to contain the Huns.

After such a long time, Li Guang has not kept up with the large army. This made Lu Bu a little irritable.

"How many people did Li Guang bring?" Lu Bu asked coldly.

"Five hundred!"

"Five hundred?" Lu Bu held Fang Tian's halberd hand, slightly tightened. Five hundred? To contain the Huns who don't know how much? Isn't the outcome already predestined?

Li Guang, can you still come back?

"General, we ......"

"The whole army obeys the order!" Lu Bu's cold and arrogant voice resounded through this world, "Whole army, turn back!" ā€

"Yes!" Three thousand iron horsemen, without the slightest hesitation or dissatisfaction.

Lu Bu is their god!

Lu Bu's words, they don't think about right and wrong.

This is Lu Bu's position in the army.

It can be said that no one can match it.

Zhao Yun can't do it, even Xuanyu is afraid that he can't do it.

Soldiers, only worship the fierce generals who crisscross the battlefield!

Lu Bu is not a reckless man, and he is not impulsive to do this.

They are in the vanguard, to clear the way. Although, Xuanyu said that he didn't have to listen to Zhao Yun's orders. However, what Zhao Yun commanded was still a large army. After all, he can distinguish the weight.

Now, having met a large number of Huns, what Lu Bu has to do is to attract the attention of the Huns. This is the only way to allow Zhao Yun's large army to pass through here smoothly.

Lu Bu's eyes were cold, full of murderous intent.

"Let's go!"

A long black dragon is galloping rapidly in the rolling yellow sand. The neighing of war horses resounded in the sky.

……

Li Guang stood proudly, and behind him, there were forty or fifty brothers.

They were covered in blood.

Some people's spears had been broken, and only a bare handle remained, but his hands holding the guns did not let go in the slightest.

Some people only have one arm left, and the other arm is slowly dripping with bright red blood. However, his face is still resolute.

Some people had a spear in their chest, and he slowly pulled out the spear, and the blood was like a spring, spraying his face with filth. He stuck out his tongue and dried the blood from his lips, he was laughing, the blood was so sweet.

Li Guang's chest, arms, and legs were full of scars, but the spear in his hand was still sharp, and his posture on horseback was still upright.

The Huns on the opposite side looked at this group of Han riders in shock, they were really shocked. Because they had never seen such Han Chinese. In their impression, the Han people are weak and incompetent. Like the group of people in front of them, they never imagined that this was actually Han Chinese!

Li Guang looked around, and there were Huns everywhere, everywhere. However, he did not despair, the general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years. The horse leather shroud is the glory of their soldiers.

"Charge!"

With a hoarse roar and red eyes, this group of Han Riders, who were trembling with their bodies due to their injuries, launched a charge again.

"Kill!"

The roars of dozens of people were actually not big, but at this moment, their shouts of killing shocked countless Huns. Even, some war horses secretly retreated because of this fearless momentum.

The spear is still there!

Only, kill!

Li Guang speared like a dragon, took the lead, and rushed into the crowd of the Huns. With such a small number of people, they can no longer form a military formation, let alone military morale.

However, with Li Guang's courage alone, he can also rush left and right wantonly, harvesting one head after another.

The spears and spears were like shadows, and the people who watched were a little dazzled.

The blood stain has covered Li Guang's eyes, there are his own, but most of them are someone else's. He didn't have to look at it, even if he covered his eyes.

Killing people at this time is just an action!

A mechanical action.

The big man fell one after another. The Huns, there are too many.

Time passed little by little, and when Li Guang turned around, he found that he was the only one left.

The Huns surrounded Li Guang in the center, and no one took the initiative to approach, so they surrounded Li Guang.

Li Guang sat tall on top of the war horse, looking proudly around.

Under the horse's hooves, there were corpses one after another. There are Han Chinese and there are Huns.

The sand of this desert has been stained red with blood. Under the scorching sun, it sparkles in the sunlight and is as beautiful as a ruby.

Five hundred Han cavalry entangled an unknown number of Hun soldiers.

Five hundred Han cavalry, killing an unknown number of enemies.

Now, there is only one person left of these five hundred Han riders.

There is only one person left, and he will not back down!

"Kill!"

Li Guang roared and shot into the crowd again. As long as you don't fall, you can only kill the enemy!

The Huns, who were like a tide, drowned Li Guang in just a moment.

"Roar!"

Li Guang looked up to the sky and roared, he was unwilling, unwilling to kill too few enemies, unwilling to stand for an inch!

Raise the spear in your hand and continue to stab. As long as you don't die, you can only kill the enemy.

At this moment, there was a roar of horses' hooves in the sky. Everyone saw a figure covered in fire, covering the sun and hanging high in the sky.

A moment later, only to hear the neighing of a war horse and the angry shout of a human, this fiery figure fell from the sky.