More and more people were chased away by the cavalry, and more and more people were trampled to death, but it also meant that the obstacles to the advance of the cavalry were becoming greater and greater.

Lu Bu was keenly aware of this, but there was not much he could do, these people who had lost their minds just ran away according to their own instincts, and it was basically impossible to expect them to get out of the way of a wide road. He had led the army for many years, and understood that if he continued to oppress the space of cavalry, then he would only face a bitter battle.

When Lu Bu entered the city, he used a very fast speed, and there was no stop on the way, from breaking into the city, it was only more than ten minutes now. A quick word is enough to interpret the core of his use of troops this time, that is, fast enough, so that the troops in and outside the city cannot react in time to achieve their goals.

Capturing a little light in his eyes, Lu Bu turned his head sideways, and a feather arrow swept in front of him, and the whistling tail feathers blew his eyes with a strong air current, but he didn't close them. This is a dark arrow that I don't know who fired it, Lu Bu's eyes casually scanned around the chaotic crowd, and it didn't matter if he didn't find anyone.

Now that the speed of the cavalry had slowed down, Lu Bu could sense it, because the speed of the Red Rabbit Horse under his seat had slowed down, and his movements of wielding Fang Tian's halberd had become more and more frequent.

They were fast, fast enough to pass through the flow of people running at the back, catching up with the flow of people who had fled at the beginning, and were about to break through and shuttle out. But at this time, the obstacle is getting bigger and bigger, and there is a clear sense of stagnation, which is not much different from falling into a mud pit.

The corpses, the objects that were discarded haphazardly on the street, propped up the stalls and the stalls themselves, with all kinds of wood, tables, and stools, stretched across the street. These all need to be crossed, and as for dodging, the cavalry never dodge, nor can they dodge.

The cavalry charge is a whole, pay attention to fluency, can fall, break away from the whole, but as long as it is still in the cavalry, it needs to maintain the speed and keep moving forward. Otherwise, it is the harm that harms as well as others.

"Damn."

Fang Tian's halberd accurately slashed down the two spears that were thrown, and Lu Bu's other hand had already loosened the reins and stabilized his body by holding the horse's belly between his legs. A free hand grasped the shaft of a spear that had been stabbed at him, and the spear deflected in his hand, making a semicircle, and the head of the spear splattered with blood belonging to its original owner.

"Still want to run?" Lu Bu snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on the figures hiding in the crowd on both sides of the street, his ears heard the whistling wind, and Fang Tian's halberd shot down the feather arrows shot in front of him.

The next moment, his arm stretched out, and the air exploded violently, and the spear in his hand was already flying towards the target.

The player, who had just finished throwing his spear and was about to hide and look for an opportunity, had almost heard the sound of wind howling from behind him in his ears, and a cloud of blood had already burst out of his back and chest. The spear stabbed through his back, pierced through his chest, and continued to ram forward with him, who was already fleeing, until the impact finally stopped on the body of a civilian.

Two people who had never known each other, but were doing the same thing of running for their lives, were strung together by spears, and the spear in their bodies took their lives.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

The more feather arrows there were, many players climbed up to the houses on both sides of the street, stood on the rooftops, and condescendingly shot feathered arrows at the Bingzhou cavalry led by Lu Bu with their longbows.

Different from the previous big opening and closing, at this moment, Fang Tian's painting halberd was like an embroidery needle in Lu Bu's hands, shuttling lightly, dancing layer after layer of afterimages, knocking down the feather arrows from both sides of the street. If Fang Tian's halberd is really an embroidery needle, then the current work is enough to be called seamless.

From time to time, there was a "crackling" sound, which was the sound of broken tiles. Some of the players who climbed onto the roof to avoid didn't have time to take out their bows and arrows, and watched Lu Bu and his party who were about to go away directly grab the tiles and smashed them down.

Zhang Liao has been following behind Lu Bu, at the junction between Lu Bu and the cavalry behind him, ensuring the connection between Lu Bu and the cavalry, not making Lu Bu completely break away from the fast-moving arrows, and ensuring that he can break through with it. The spear in his hand turned into a spear shadow, and from time to time a little blood bloomed in the fleeing crowd on both sides of the horse, and it was already a player who fell in a pool of blood.

Zhang Liao tried his best to provoke people who threatened him to kill, but there was no way to do it completely. Sometimes, when a citizen affects the speed of his horse, he will push it away with his spear, even if he can't bear it.

As for whether the person will live or die after pushing away, he can't guarantee it, and this is also a choice he can make in the current situation. He also knew that soon he would have no choice and would have to kill him, but until then, he would avoid it if he could.

Behind Zhang Liao, there were Bingzhou cavalry charging side by side, many of the cavalry had more blood stains on their armor, and the cavalry spears were even more wanton with blood. They followed closely behind Lu Bu and Zhang Liao at the forefront, instigated war horses, and galloped in Luoyang City, the capital of the Han Dynasty.

They couldn't remember how much blood was stained with the spears in their hands on the way from the city gate to here, and how many people's bodies had been stepped on by the war horses under their seats, but they only remembered one thing, and that was to follow Lu Bu! The moment they stepped into the city gate, even the slightest confusion in the hearts of some cavalrymen disappeared, and all that was left was rush! Rush! Rush!

This is the battlefield! On the battlefield, there is only life and death!

Some of their comrades fell off their horses and fell behind them, caught in a heavy howl, and they did not stop.

If someone has an arm injury, change your hand and continue to rush forward.

They chased after Zhang Liao and Lu Bu, facing the feather arrows that were shot, and never stopped. Because even feathered arrows could not keep up with their speed, each archer could only threaten them once, and the second time they shot with their bows, the feathered arrows could only chase them far away and the tail of the state cavalry departed.

"Dirt! Sink! ”

On the houses on both sides, the alchemists collectively released spells, intending to create quicksand in the streets, or trap them out. It's just that when they just cast the spell, these monks all spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and the whole person withered.

Their spells were completely useless, and they were blown away by the military spirit of the Bingzhou cavalry, not to mention the suppression of the battlefield blood. Not to mention that at the forefront of the cavalry is Lu Bu, a man with the name of a ghost and god!