He raised his old face and said with some sadness: "Can we not be enemies?"

Being an enemy of someone like Lu Wenhou is a terrible nightmare for the entire Later Han.

Because in the entire Later Han Dynasty, there were almost no people who could almost kill Tiangong General Zhang Jiao.

Lu Wenhou said: "But, you want to kill me. ”

This answer had already extinguished the last trace of hope in Ding Yuan's heart.

How can someone who wants to kill me not be an enemy?

However, soon, Ding Yuan found a new hope, he raised his head, looked at Lu Wenhou and said, "You can't kill me, kill me, and state a million army, how do you deal with it?"

There was light in his eyes.

However, Lu Wenhou still extinguished the light with a word.

"It's great, I haven't tried the feeling of a million in a halberd town, and now it's time to give it a try. He said.

When hope and light are extinguished, what is revealed is the hideousness of darkness.

Seeing this, a spiritual aura tore through the tent of the Chinese army's big tent, and a cold sword appeared in Ding Yuan's hand.

At this time, Ding Yuan looked at Lu Wenhou's gaze, very cold.

He doesn't need to defeat Lu Wenhou, nor does he need to kill Lu Wenhou, he just needs to make a big noise and wait for a million troops to come to support, and then he can get out safely.

Outside the city of Luoyang, on the mountain not far from the camp of Bingzhou.

A cook and a playmaker are playing chess on the top of a mountain.

The cook said, "The camp is going to die." ”

The drama said: "Now you can see that Lu Wenhou has made a move, what do you think?"

The cook said: "Lu Wenhou's physique seems to be a little special. ”

The drama asked, "This can't be the legendary divine martial body, right?"

The cook thought for a moment and said, "It should be possible!"

The drama sighed and said, "It seems that Wen Zhuo is going to dominate the Hou Han." ”

The cook shook his head and said with a smile: "The princes of the Ten Roads, it's not a fictitious thing, not to mention Yizhou Ji Yu, Zhang Jiao of the Red Turban Army, and the Tiger of Jiangdong, these people are not small ants in the Donghua Continent." ”

Xizi pondered for a moment and asked: "It turns out that the meaning of the Heaven and Earth Realm is that it is a heaven and earth, and the earth is also drawn as a prison, so I don't believe that Emperor Shenwu of Great Qin is the cultivation of the Heaven and Earth Realm." ”

The cook said happily: "Emperor Shenwu of Great Qin is not the realm of heaven and earth, don't forget, when Tang Jiu, the white-clothed sword immortal, entered Xianyang, didn't Emperor Shenwu of Great Qin eat it?"

"Later, Tianzong was recognized as the state religion of Great Qin, and only later did the master preach to the kingdoms. ”

The actor nodded thoughtfully and said, "That's just as well!"

Suddenly, he changed his words and said, "However, how can we take Lu Wenhou away and persuade Lu Wenhou to leave?"

The cook yawned, dropped a sunspot, and said, "Don't worry, everything will go naturally." ”

In an instant, a large number of white pieces were killed, and the situation of black and white chess pieces suddenly reversed.

In the camp of the million-strong army in the state, the soldiers with weapons in hand gathered towards the big tent of the Chinese army like a tide.

When they came to the big tent of the Chinese army, they saw such a scene.

The exquisite, luxurious tent in which the boss lived had long since been torn apart, and had become countless pieces of rags scattered everywhere.

Lu Wenhou held Fang Tian's halberd, and looked at Ding Yuan, who was lying in a pool of blood and had completely lost his vitality, thoughtfully.

It seems that he was wondering why Ding Yuan was so weak, and he used all his strength to make three swords, but he failed to hurt him in the slightest, but he was killed by him with a halberd.

Those millions of soldiers who merged with the state looked at this scene, at first they were incredulous, then they were unacceptable, and finally they were angry and puzzled with red eyes.

An emotional general angrily asked Lu Wenhou, "Why?"

Lu Wenhou turned his head to look at them, a little dazed: "What why?"

The subordinate general looked excited and said, "Why, you want to kill Lord Ding Yuan." ”

Lu Wenhou suddenly realized, and said as a matter of course: "Because he wants to kill me!"

Of course, this sentence is also very reasonable, because someone wanted to kill me, so I killed him.

So, for a while, the scene fell into silent silence, but such a scene suddenly quieted down, there was always something wrong, and the atmosphere was inevitably tense.

After a while, another general in the million-strong army spoke again to break the silence and said, "General Lu, there must be some misunderstanding here, even if it is really Lord Ding Yuan who wants to kill you, he also has the grace of knowing you, why are you so ruthless?"

Lu Wenhou raised his eyebrows and said, "You are all people who have been on the battlefield, haven't you heard that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to yourself?"

"Do you want to kill me too? Then I will not show mercy, I will never show mercy to the enemy. ”

Suddenly, there was another long silence.

For the soldiers of Bingzhou, Lu Wenhou is an unattainable mountain and an invincible god of war.

However, today they can only look up to the mountain, their invincible god, but their leader Ding Yuan has been killed.

It is always difficult to choose between devotion and faith.

However, there are also some people who are loyal and courageous, pick up the soldiers, and make a move against Lu Wenhou.

Some of them are ascetics, some are not!

I saw that with a wave of the Heavenly Painting Halberd in Lu Wenhou's hand, a cold light like a meteor pierced the field, and countless metal cracking sounds sounded, and blood splattered everywhere!

The green grass was dyed red, and the originally fresh air was mixed with a trace of blood.

More people were shaken in their hearts, and loyalty and friendship forced them to put down their faith, pick up another faith, raise the soldiers in their hands, and rush towards Lu Wenhou.

There were also archers and nun-soldiers, who drew their bows and released their arrows.

Arrows rain, swords and swords.

A halberd is like a dragon, and the dragon fights in the wild!

Luoyang City, in the Wenfu.

Cheng Yingguang looked at the information in his hand and said with great joy: "Lord Wen, Lu Wenhou is reversed, he killed Ding Yuan." ”

Wen Zhuo got up and asked excitedly, "Really?"

Cheng Yingguang nodded, and said with a smile: "Then there can be a fake, let's go, let's take our god of war back to Luoyang." ”

Wen Zhuo smiled and nodded, followed Cheng Yingguang out of the mansion, gathered the army, and went out of the city to find Lu Wenhou, who was fighting with the Bingzhou army.

And the state of the million-strong army barracks, the chaotic battle continues.

Lu Wenhou blew a whistle, and the whistle reached the ninth day.

Like a red light, the Divine Horse Red Rabbit jumped out of nowhere, crashed into the army, and came to take Lu Wen in front of him.

Lu Wenhou jumped on the horse, lifted Fang Tian's halberd, and waved it again.

The halberd comes out, the gas is like a dragon, the dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow.

I don't know how many people have lost their lives in the sea of people in Bingzhou, but I only know that their unattainable mountains and invincible gods of war have turned into their demon gods.

Fang Tian's halberd waved like a man, and every time it could take away a large number of soldiers' lives.

Lu Wenhou also suffered some injuries, big and small, but he didn't feel tired or afraid, he only felt very excited.

The excitement flows from the blood to the depths of the marrow, like a wild beast hunting for food, and a madman killing.

Silent death is terrible, but sound death is even more terrifying.

It's a pity that Rao is like this, and those soldiers still come up one after another to send them to death, just because the soldier has an ethereal purpose, four words.

Dedication!

Perhaps, this purpose is not ethereal, but real.

Because it exists in the heart of every true military man.