Lu Bu is an arrow, and a large number of soldiers behind him can definitely cut the army of Wen Ping into two sections. But Zhang Liao, who was on Lu Bu's left side and was the actual leader of this battlefield, did not do so, while commanding the army to continuously expand the gap, catering to Lu Meng's possible counterattack, exerting pressure on this side, and occasionally helping Lu Bu resist and resist attacks such as cold arrows, that cautious appearance can make most generals feel ashamed.

It's just that although the knife is also superior, but if it cuts too many bones, it will inevitably be a little dull, and after a long time, Lu Bu even occasionally has to help, because his knife slashed diagonally from the neck of an unlucky guy, but it was stuck in the chest and abdomen, although Zhang Liao was powerful, he couldn't cut off the thick flesh without a distance.

It reminded Lu Bu of the lonely cyan broadsword in his hidden army pavilion, to be honest, Lu Bu has never been a generous person, and this hard-won treasure knife would rather be hidden and appreciated by himself to satisfy the huge vanity of slashing Guan Yu, and he didn't intend to give it to anyone.

But now Zhang Liao's appearance, although it is a little painful, but it is always a foreign object, and the general is more important than the knife, so after this time, I will find an excuse to give it to him.

Lu Meng is also as Zhang Liao's will, personally raised the gun in front, launched a crazy counterattack, this gang is not the elite brought by Lu Bu from Xuzhou, or the elite picked out by Jiangdong soldiers in the two-to-one method, under the continuous indoctrination of Zhou Cang, the four words of military orders are deeply imprinted in the innermost part of their souls, even if it is a hundred people, as long as the general moves, they will launch an attack on a thousand people, as for ten thousand people, then no one can say.

With strong shock, the spear in his hand is better than a kitchen knife, and he can often stab another life to the ground, and in the wail, he did not hesitate to make up for a spear again, and then continued to pounce on the next prey.

After crossing a stream and a few small ditches, Lu Meng first looked at Wen Ping cautiously, and then, the spear played a few spear flowers, and stabbed Wen Ping's head, heart, throat and other places neatly.

Wen Ping flashed lightly, the blood flashed in his eyes, the big knife was very swept, and in an instant, the sound of breaking the sky was already in his ears, holding the gun in both hands, and before the blade of the knife was about to reach his neck, it was erected on the left side, "Bang." Lu Meng was not very heavy, he opened a gap fiercely, his face turned pale, and then quickly filled red, and he grunted in his heart, what a lot of strength.

Suppressing the flipped qi and blood, Lu Meng used the spirit of 120,000 points, carefully avoided Wen Ping's big knife, and then lightly stabbed a few shots, that's it, Lu Meng was not a little unable to support it, stabbed a shot, and fled again, Wen Ping wanted to chase, but was blocked by the swarming soldiers.

Although the defeat of the generals did not make the morale of the soldiers plummet, the impact was still there, although the offensive of the soldiers was still fierce, but not brave, gradually, the military formation of either side could not remain intact, and the generals, including Lu Bu, were still harvesting the lives of the soldiers.

The water around it changed from pure to turbid, from light red to bright red, from water to land, and then to the mire, there were soldiers fighting everywhere, and this small place was almost covered with a layer of corpses.

In terms of single combat effectiveness, it is naturally Lu Bufang's soldiers who have the upper hand, but the other party is superior in numbers, and the two sides are evenly matched, but the quagmire is getting deeper and deeper.

The battle lasted for a full hour, but it was the rout that Wen Ping saw at the beginning, and the result was completely different, saying that it was Lu Bu who deceived his eyes, otherwise he could lose both, or fight and go, but now he is mired in a quagmire and cannot be pulled out.

In the distance, the whistling sound soared into the sky, and the drums were deafening, constantly hitting the bottom line in the hearts of the soldiers of the Wenpin side, and it was only a matter of time before the rout was defeated.

The green light flashed in his eyes, his feet were strong, the red rabbit under his crotch hissed, and he jumped over a small stream very neatly, and Lu Bu approached Wen Ping cautiously from behind.

The current soldiers are all fighting on their own, and no one can effectively organize the defense, and they can easily help their own soldiers along the way to solve the opponent, and continue to approach Wenpin in their admiration and fanatical looks.

"General be careful." When Chitu walked to the vicinity of Wenpin, a few pro-soldiers shouted, and pounced on Lu Bu frantically with spears, looking a little imaginary with Gao Zengjin's trapped camp, but unfortunately, they were facing Lu Bu, a few strong foot soldiers, hum, snorted coldly in his heart, Chitu accelerated frantically, just with that trace of feeling, but he could really feel the feeling of Fang Tian's halberd cutting through the skin, flesh and bones.

A sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and Lu Meng, who was not far away, glanced at Lu Bu, stroked his chest, which was still a little painful, and the spear was stiff again, and quickly approached Wen Ping.

His face was a little gloomy, Wen Ping glanced at the scattered soldiers, there were only hundreds of people around him, and there was such a big movement in the distance, I am afraid that the army going north had returned, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he patted the horse's head, Wen Ping rode the horse to fight Lu Meng, Lu Bu couldn't beat it, and he had to leave something even if he died.

Wen Ping's big knife is not separated from Lu Meng's body, and it is strong and heavy, he is determined to divide Lu Meng's body, but Lu Meng can not let him get his wish, the spear is virtual and real, and every time it is a light big knife to frame Wen Ping, so that Wen Ping has nowhere to focus.

On this larger land, the two of them attacked and defended, and a burst of red Changhong behind them, at the speed of the limit, crossed the middle of hundreds of people, the sound of horses' hooves was so crisp, the face was more resolute, and Wen Ping's offensive was more violent, and the storm-like offensive forced Lu Meng to drive the war horse step by step, but Wen Ping's ears were tightly attached to the sound of the horse's hooves behind him.

It's here. With a muffled snort, Wen Ping slashed violently, set up Lu Meng, twisted the tiger's waist, and slashed Huashan with a force, head-on.

With a low shout, the green glow in his eyes was sheng, and Fang Tian's halberd was drawn from the bottom up, "Bang." "Wen Ping and Lu Meng fought a small meeting, although they had a little advantage in moves, but they couldn't compare to Lu Bu's strength, and they couldn't hold the big knife, and they flew out of the way in Wen Ping's unbelievable look.

At this time, Lu Meng's spear hit steadily, and the tip of Sen Han's spear was pointed directly at Wen Ping's throat. "Stop." With a loud shout, Chitu accelerated, Lu Bu's left hand suddenly stretched forward, the sound of the spear flower breaking the skin and flesh sounded, and there was a slight smell of burning, the tip of the spear was close to Wen Ping's skin, but he couldn't get an inch, but he was just poor Lu Bu's left hand, hot and hot, it is estimated that the skin will be scrapped again, and the injury will be at least half a month smaller, and the cooked duck will almost be taken away, it hurts.

Lu Bu glared at Lu Meng fiercely, but said: "Ziming goes to command the army, and this person will be handed over to Gu." After speaking, he slowly let go of the spear, but his lips kept beating, and it hurt. Nodding, Lu Meng glanced at Lu Bu clearly, pulled out his horse and left.

After glancing at Wen Ren, who was a little discouraged, his face was quite normal, Lu Bu smiled and said Now, why didn't the general order the soldiers to surrender? ”

Wen Ping sighed, glanced at the north that was already flickering, and knew that Lu Bu's army had already been killed, and in this battle, the total number of dead on the two sides may be more than 10,000, not to mention the wounded, even if I am dead, and the soldiers continue to resist, I am afraid it is just to add some lives.

It's going to go, Liu Jingzhou, don't blame it. Wen Ping shouted angrily: "Stop." Although this shout was loud, it seemed to be a little lacking in qi, but it also shocked more than half of the soldiers, and the soldiers not far away saw that Wen Ping was unarmed, sitting on the horse, Lu Bu's Fang Tian painting halberd was faintly resting on his neck, and all the soldiers silently put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and spread out layer by layer.

"The lord is brave....the lord is brave." Lu Bu, who looks good, compares Wen Ping, how comfortable he looks, and the soldiers who can still have strength never mind cheering for their lords, with such a god of war, the chances of surviving on the battlefield are not much greater.

"My lord." However, it was Zhou Cang and Lu Su who ordered the soldiers to line up behind, and the two of them came to see Lu Bu alone.

"Order the soldiers to camp while the others take in the prisoners and bury the bodies." Lu Bu, who was in a good mood, smiled and ordered them.

"No."

Lu Bu turned over and jumped off the red rabbit, touched its head affectionately, turned around and asked Wen Ping, "Is the general willing to take Nanjun for Gu?" "Wen Ping's character has nothing to say, but even if he has a one-in-10,000 chance, Lu Bu has to ask.

Wen Ping shook his head. Said categorically: "No." “

"The lone army is already in sight in Xiangyang, and when the army gathers, Jingzhou can call down?" Lu Bu changed the topic and asked.

"Look at who is the general, if Hansheng can recover, not to mention Xiangyang, you and the others can't even cross the Yangtze River with public security." Wen Ping's expression was slightly excited. Clasp your hands. Nails are about to dig into the flesh. If Huang Zhong was here, he could eat Zhang Liao first, and then use the public security as a stronghold to guard the Yangtze River, so that Lu Bu would be deterred, but now he is outnumbered and wronged.

"Huang Zhong is afraid that he will not be able to be used by Liu Biao in this life." Haha laughed. Lu Bu concluded that with Cai Mao, if he could use it, unless the Cai family died.

Lu Bu tried his best, but Wen Ping was like a fast antique, wanting to drive him to attack Nanjun, but he didn't want to, but he was reluctant to break it. I had to capture Xiangyang.

Freshly built inside the big tent. Tongming, Lu Bu consulted with a cadre and others to attack Nanjun. It's better to wave the army and continue to go north.

"Lord, catch a spy." A pawn dragged a guy who didn't look like a good guy into the tent.

"Huh." Lu Bu glanced at this guy in surprise, he was tall and had a fierce complexion, especially a pair of tiger eyes, which was even more terrifying. But he was wearing ordinary people's clothes, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a spy, and he Lu Bu had never seen a spy.

"General, the villain is not a spy, the villain is..." This person seemed to be arguing, but no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be quibbling, and one of the pawns next to him couldn't help it, kicked him in the back, and threw himself at Lu Bu to the ground.

With a straight face, Lu Bu's eyes turned a little cold, and he said, "Let him speak." ”

"No." The pawn raised his fist stupidly.