The poor Huns were still immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the party a moment ago, and suddenly encountered an enemy attack, even if they clearly detected the abnormality in their ears, but their minds still couldn't turn around.

They couldn't figure out what was going on, but they turned their heads away, but this time, they couldn't turn back.

At this moment, the eyes of all the Huns of the Luanti tribe were surrounded by them, and the foreign cavalry reflected by the light lit by the bonfire attracted them, and even if they didn't know the Han people, they also knew that these guys in front of them were not the same as their own outfits, and their appearance was a little different, but the guys who obviously looked like soldiers were definitely not good.

After all, at this time, a few sober-minded people stood up, just walked to the front of the other side's Han army, and then lined up in a row, just highlighting a Hun man with a length of eight feet and a waist circumference of one foot at the front, which seemed to be the leader of the Luanti tribe.

The leader of the Luanti tribe is just a middle-aged man in his early forties, and his most obvious feature is that he has an incomparably long and lush beard, almost more than the hair on his head, and his eyes are very small, and his narrowed two slits make this person look like a shrewd profiteer, but as soon as he speaks, people feel a sense of pride: "I don't know where the guests from afar came to us?" If you don't mind, we can entertain you with the best wine, the best cattle and sheep......"

Although this middle-aged man speaks arrogantly, it is obviously not simple and reckless, a reckless person does not have such a delicate mind and can't say such a thing, you must know that everyone can see that the other party is not a kind visitor, and at the same time, everyone can see that these people are definitely not easy to mess with, the light is more than the number of people on the other side There are three thousand people who are twice as many as them, not to mention that they are now almost surrounded by their tribe, showing a more offensive posture, in this case, the middle-aged Huns also said such words, Naturally, it's not that you're stupid and can't see it, but you want to bring things into a peaceful track. It's not impossible. The key depends on Lu Bu's thoughts.

Lu Bu looked at the middle-aged Huns, with a little appreciation in his eyes, there are not many people with such intelligence among the Huns, of course, at least not in his impression and imagination, but before he could respond, next to the middle-aged Huns, there was a Hun young man with a tiger's back and a reasonable appearance came out, pointed at Lu Bu and shouted: "Ah, who are you?" You are also a little bold, and you dare to trespass on my Luanti tribe? ”

Lu Bu was stunned, but the middle-aged man, the leader of the Luanti tribe, changed his face, turned around and slapped the young man in the face, and scolded angrily: "Luan Ti Yifu, you are too presumptuous. Is it so rude to our distinguished guests? ”

Although he admired this middle-aged man, they were enemies at the moment, and Lu Bu would not change his mind because of this, he just glanced at the young man Luan Tiyifu, and then said to the middle-aged leader: "If you think about it, you should also know the meaning of so-and-so, why bother with it?" What's more, your young and strong combat power doesn't seem to be much. Do you really expect to delay the time for them to find the war horse and then rebel against us? It's just a pointless dying struggle. As he spoke, his eyes looked behind the Huns. Over there, some figures swayed in the dark shadows, and it was obvious that the young men among these Huns wanted to take advantage of the fact that they hadn't noticed it at this time, and then use the cover of the environment to pull back their war horses and launch a counterattack.

The purpose of the middle-aged man of the leader of this tribe is obviously very simple, it is not that he can't see that Lu Bu's purpose is not really to entertain these enemies, but he just wants to delay time to paralyze the other party.

In fact, Lu Bu didn't want to and didn't need to talk nonsense with these Huns, but the pursuers behind seemed to be dragged too late by them, and if he wanted to really drag the other party's energy and stimulate the other party's nerves, of course, he didn't even leave them a tail every time they were about to catch up with the hope of catching up, so he deliberately wanted to delay here; Second, the middle-aged Huns made him a little interested, and this tribe is actually called Luan Ti, isn't this the same as Yu Fuluo and Hu Chuquan? Although according to the transliteration of the Xiongnu dialect into the Chinese dialect, this Luan Ti may not be Pi Luan Ti, but it also makes him a little ridiculous.

And as Lu Bu's words continued, the middle-aged man's face became more and more ugly, because Lu Bu was talking about his true purpose, and obviously since Lu Bu saw through it, his thoughts could only be shattered, not to mention that he himself understood the meaning of Lu Bu's words, if there was still hope for a surprise attack when the other party was unprepared, then since they already knew that it was basically impossible to be prepared, so he couldn't say anything else at this time.

It was only at this time that Lu Bu smiled and turned back to Wang Cheng, who was following him all the way to his side, and said, "Let's start, don't leave a single one!" ”

"Whoa." At least in terms of appearance, Wang Cheng, whose temperament has changed a lot, responded solemnly, and then his tone turned cold, and he shouted: "Kill!" ”

It's just a simple word, which contains endless slaughter, that is, the order for the cavalry of the three thousand Han army to attack.

In fact, the cavalry behind Lu Bu now is said to be 3,000 people, naturally it cannot be full, there were more than 3,000 people in total at the beginning, but after several bloody battles, although what he encountered or deliberately selected were those soft persimmon small tribes to handle, but in the critical place, these small tribes can also break out into battles that can never be ignored, so the losses of Lu Bu's army are not small, but compared to so many Xiongnu tribes are completely wiped out, their situation is really much better, Even so, Lu Bu felt that it was not cost-effective in his heart.

And now, the elite of the more than 2,000 Han cavalry once again raised the weapons in their hands and slapped their horses over like fierce beasts opening their bloody mouths to devour food.

Although the Luanti tribe is only about five hundred young and strong, it is not without the power to resist, but they are still in the jubilation of the party just now, and the appearance of the other party is too unexpected, even if the leader deliberately delays for too long, so they are in a hurry, Lu Bujun is like the god of death harvesting life, a spear is a Hun life, and a spear is a Hun head.

But just when Lu Bu's army was almost slaughtering the Hun tribesmen, there was a place that was eye-catching, and the Hun young man who spoke out to refute Lu Bu did not have any injuries on his body at this time, this is not because the Han people did not approach him or did not regard him as a target, you must know that the middle-aged leader was killed at the first time, but because he was guarding a person by his side, a big man who was at least nine feet long and had a mace in his hand.

The corners of Lu Bu's mouth hooked, and he suddenly slammed the belly of the red horse, and the red horse rushed out with a "Herod", and Wang Cheng behind him stared at him, and said tightly: "Wenhou, what's wrong?" ”

Lu Bu sneered: "It's nothing, I met a thorn in the head......" As he spoke, he had already rushed into the battle group, and in the greeting posture of his soldiers scattering to let him come, he directly faced the big man head-on, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand brought out a perfect arc in mid-air, and in an instant, the sharp halberd was in front of the other party. (To be continued.) )