Lu Bu slowly walked into the tribe, holding the reins of the war horse in his hand, and walking at an extremely slow pace. Like an autumn tour, his gaze wandered, the splattered blood he saw, the corpses he saw, the flesh and internal organs that could not be distinguished from the shape, but there was no expression on his face, on the contrary, there was a joyful mood. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is purgatory, but in his eyes, it is very ordinary, like a butcher killing a pig, like an executioner killing people, but one of these two kills a pig and the other kills, and the lives of his hands are not as many as those of his men.

He, one person can form an army, one word can decide the life and death of a tribe, and a flash of thought may bring drastic changes to other people's lives. He is Lu Bu, his steps are slow now, his military boots stepped on the blood-covered clearing, stepping on clear footprints one by one, even if he walked to the blood-soaked clearing, he left bloody footprints. The layer of red liquid on the military boots, with a layer of flesh and blood, when it did not dry up, there were almost no clean places in this tribe, and there was only blood. Walking in it is like walking in a sea of blood, with blood under your feet, blood in your eyes, and death everywhere you see.

The war horse that Lu Bu was leading did not panic at all, and the bloody breath did not bring it any abnormal feelings. On the contrary, it snorted excitedly, after following Lu Bu for a while, it was already extremely familiar with this kind of scene, and when it was not killing, it even became faintly expectant. Not only this war horse, but also other war horses that have been ridden by Lu Bu have all been infected with this kind of quirk and have become real war horses. It's just that the horses that can accompany Lu Bu can't last long, because of his weight, many war horses are thinned after a period of time, so he always spends this time in the process of constantly changing war horses.

By the time Lu Bu walked to the open space in front of the big tent, the bottom of the entire pair of military boots had turned a blood-red color, and on his way, he didn't see a single Xianbei person, all he saw was corpses, corpses everywhere. The smell wafting in the wind, the smell of blood, the pungent smell of blood, permeated, seemed to imbue everyone who stepped into it.

However, almost everyone who entered here, whether it was cavalry or the three leading generals, including the players like Yun Ting, everyone had blood on their bodies. Regardless of whether Yun Ting did it or not, as long as he walked into the tribe and stepped on the ground soaked red with blood, his boots would naturally bring blood.

Whether it is in the open space or in the tent where you live, as long as you walk in, you can see the dead, and all the people living in the tribe, whether it is a warrior or an ordinary clansman, have been slaughtered. As Lu Bu walked slowly, before he came to the big tent, there was not a single living person in the entire tribe. It turns out that the tribe with laughter and laughter in which many Xianbei people live has become a dead land.

When Yunting and the others followed Lu Bu's footsteps to the front of the big tent, they saw not only the dead people along the road, but also those Bingzhou cavalry who were sitting on the side at random. It's still the same as when resting on the road, eating what should be eaten, feeding the horses that should be fed, and the appetite is not affected by the surrounding scenery at all, and they are eating in large gulps and recovering their strength.

This kind of attitude of still being comfortable in front of the pile of dead people can only appear in the bodies of these veterans of a hundred battles, replaced by new soldiers, replaced by ordinary soldiers, eating in this environment, they have long vomited heartily. Not to mention being able to eat, it's already a blessing to be able to spit out all the food I've eaten before and spit out bile.

Even Yun Ting and the others can't eat and eat as usual in this environment, and they can't be the same as these soldiers! The long killing has made them ignore many things, even if they pee in front of their comrades, they can not have a sense of shame.

Lu Bu sat down, took off the dry food bag and water bladder on the horse, and began to eat, drink and rest. He no longer needs too many commands, he can make the soldiers act spontaneously and spontaneously, and there is no need for special orders.

He, the main general, is no different from other cavalrymen, eating the same food together, the same water together, and doing everything on the ground without any temperament at all. At most, at most, he just didn't make it to the blood, but the other soldiers were like him, and if they could choose clean ground, they would choose clean ground. But this is in a state of choice, and in a state of no choice, they are sitting in the blood and water, and they do not change color.

The Bingzhou cavalry began to rest as a whole, and they didn't even have to worry about someone sneaking attack, this tribe had completely no living existence, even the closest tribe was also a hundred miles away, and there was very little contact in normal times, let alone suddenly arrived at this time. What's more, the Bingzhou cavalry still did not relax in this situation, and the vigilance and scouts that should be there were all spread out, and they were not afraid of the enemy's attack at all. At that moment, some soldiers closed their eyes and began to rest, and some even let out a slight snoring sound and fell asleep.

Yun Ting and the others were dumbfounded, but they had to deny that they were just the most ordinary soldiers, and they were also different from ordinary people. They exhaled softly, and began to relax, to calm their minds, and to try not to look at the dead people, so that they could eat as well as the soldiers.

However, this is not a problem for Oneiroi and Yunting, as they are not dreamers, they are not afraid of blood and fire, so they can eat calmly without changing their faces, and they don't care about the scene in front of them at all. They also began to rest, even if they were not participating in the battle, they needed to eat and rest to replenish their physical strength and hunger.

Then the whole tribe fell silent again, and every cavalryman seized every moment of rest, a habit developed by many years of war. They have long been accustomed to it, and once they get into a long fight, they never have any time to rest.

Rest, an aspect that no one pays much attention to, in their eyes, is the difference between life and the victory of a battle! Therefore, they calmly rested and recovered from the fatigue brought by the battle, so that they could devote themselves to the next battle!

(End of chapter)