78. There is no cure for those who die

Seeing that his subordinates were originally able to fight well, and cut them into several pieces like chopping vegetables and melons on the opposite side with one enemy and ten generals, Hu Ren's mood was wow wow cool, what about the good masters, and the good ones to kill the opposite generals, how could they all be cut down by the opposite side one by one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Murong Ke watched the generals in the hands of the other leaders being cut down by the Han people one by one, not to mention how happy he was, the more miserable they lost, the higher the success of his conspiracy.

Murong Ke looked at the leaders of the various clans who were already demented in front of him and said, "Everyone, the situation is not right today, the morale of the soldiers is low, otherwise we will withdraw the army first." ”

Everyone heard Murong Ke's voice and reflected, yes, yes, Murong Ke was right, it's terrible, this is still Han, it's even more terrible than the most ferocious warrior in my tribe, hurry up, run, no, retreat quickly.

Everyone agreed with Murong Ke's opinion and was about to prepare to retreat.

At this time, Hu Yanjie stood up, only to see that his eyes were bloodshot: "Don't go, how can we and the grassland warriors be afraid of these four-legged sheep, I will kill them and kill these Han people." ”

Everyone looked at Hu Yancha, who had fallen into madness, and they all scolded angrily in their hearts. You're crazy yourself and let us go crazy with you, don't you see that the soldiers under you are afraid, and now you are not looking for death when you attack.

Huyanjie was dragged down by everyone, and everyone began to decide to withdraw the army.

Before the order was issued, I saw the order flag raised on the tower of Bishui Guancheng, and the war drums were excited. The Hu people were puzzled.

I saw that the gate of Bishui Gate was wide open, and countless Han soldiers shouted and rushed to their side.

Seeing this, Murong Ke also hurriedly shouted: "Retreat, retreat quickly." And this sound completely dispersed the Hu soldiers who originally had the intention of fighting back, and one by one they turned their horse heads and ran away.

Murong Ke had already arranged for his soldiers to be in the last group of the formation, and the good name was to guard the rear for the alliance, in fact, it was to facilitate the escape and retain the maximum combat effectiveness.

Yue Fei saw that the generals in front of the battle won one by one, which greatly damaged the morale of the Hu people, put down the binoculars in his hand, and hurriedly ordered the whole army to attack, and at this time, the coalition soldiers who had been preparing for a long time also turned around and got on their horses without hesitation, raised their weapons and killed the enemy.

After the order was issued, many martial arts people also rode on horses to keep up with the footsteps of the army.

"Master Yue, you are a scholar and well-informed, what is the reason, why is it inexplicable that we will attack directly, Hu Ren is 600,000, we are 300,000, and we are still running with our butts." Sha Tongtian and a group of other martial arts people also joined the formation, and at this time, the curious Sha Tongtian couldn't help asking.

And the rest of the martial arts people saw Sha Tongtian asking, and they all looked at Yue Buqun, who had the highest cultural attainment, with curious eyes.

Yue Buqun looked at a group of people who looked at him with questions and was also happy in their hearts, and said slowly: "Since ancient times, the two armies have faced each other, the first is the general, that is, a general on both sides fights, and the result of the battle between the generals on both sides will greatly affect the morale of the troops. ”

"In the army, morale is very important, morale is equivalent to courage, there are often fewer battles in history, which is the factor of morale, and the side with high morale can crush the side with low morale. And our generals are all a generation of famous generals, each with superb skills, after killing the generals who came out of the Hu people on the opposite side, their morale was greatly boosted. ”

"And the Hu people on the opposite side were killed because their own generals were killed, and their morale fell sharply one by one, and they lost the courage to fight, so they were naturally defeated by our others."

After Yue Buqun finished speaking, he looked at everyone's reverent gaze and enjoyed it, and then continued to kill the enemy.

And the Hu troops, who were already demoralized, watched their leaders flee one by one, and they had no courage to resist, and they also fled one after another.

"Get out of the way." A Hun soldier looked at the Han soldiers who were killing violently, and directly slashed at the Hu soldiers who were blocking him, and fled from the road.

And the rest of the Hu soldiers were not surprised, and they all pulled out the scimitars in their hands one after another, and looked at their comrades one by one, just to have a little more chance of survival.

"Ah, my hand,"

"Ahh

Finally, the Han coalition finally collided with the Hu coalition army in a traffic jam, and the Han coalition army like a wolf and a tiger rose and fell, and the Hu people also fell to the ground in response, and the sound of metal clashing and screaming became the main theme of this place.

"Kill,"

There was no shortage of brave warriors in the Hu army, and there were also many Hu soldiers and generals who turned back and fought back, but this was only a small number of people, and they were drowned in the sword light of the Han army after a while.

A loud "bump" attracted the attention of countless people.

Lu Bu was dressed in a red robe, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd and fighting a master.

Lu Bu held the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, felt the force of the blow just now, and couldn't help but say, "You are very good"

And the person who fought with Lu Bu was Shi Xiong, a master of the Liang clan, Shi Xiong was the son of Shi Hu of the Later Zhao State, who loved to learn martial arts since he was a child, and was deeply respected by Shi Hu, and provided a large amount of resources that he cultivated to the innate realm. However, Shi Xiong had no intention of taking power, so he was a servant of Hou Zhao and had been protecting his country, and this time he also set out to fight.

At this time, Shi Xiong felt the tiger's mouth break and was about to lose his hands to hold the weapon, and his heart was also full of shock, he had been a god since he was a child, and others were far from being his opponents, and today he actually met an opponent, and the other party almost lost the weapon in his hand with just a simple blow.

And that kind of strength is far beyond his reach, Shi Xiong saw that everywhere Lu Bu went, the halberd was shining and all the Hu soldiers were killed, so he decided that this person was a master, and wanted to sneak attack and kill this person, but he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so amazing, and he knocked himself away with just one blow of blocking.

Shi Xiong looked at the person in front of him, his expression was full of shock, but he still asked unwillingly, "Who are you?" ”

"I am Wenhou Lu Fengxian." Lu Bu's voice was flat, but the domineering spirit of his words was terrifying.

Shi Xiong was shocked when he heard Lu Bu's answer, and his face was in disbelief: "You are Wenhou Lu Bu, a slave with three surnames?" "As soon as I exited, I realized that I had said the wrong thing.

And many martial arts people around him also shook their heads secretly: "It's really a person who dies and can't be saved." ”

Shi Xiong found that the atmosphere had become more solemn, and Lu Bu's original expression of appreciation had become unpredictable.

Lu Bu had a gloomy face, "Hehe, the third family slave, you have successfully provoked my anger." ”

Shi Xiong also regretted it, he really owed, he learned a lot of Han culture, and he also knew the history of Lu Bu, and he saw the history of Lu Bu, and what he remembered most clearly was not the three heroes fighting Lu Bu but Zhang Fei's sentence of the three surnames of the house slave, and he couldn't help but say it as soon as possible.

Shi Xiong looked at Lu Bu, who had turned angry, and also broke the jar, "Hmph, even if you are really Lu Bu, just a family slave with a surname of one or three people, I'm afraid you won't make it." ”

"Uh, feel my anger, die" Lu Bu lifted the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, his eyes were devoid of any human color, and his eyes became like black holes.

Shi Xiong also eased up, clenched the long knife in his hand, and looked at the Fang Tian painting halberd that swung in front of him, and finally realized what regret was.