"It's my fault."

He said this as he kowtowed.

"I left her in Chang'an City, I left her to the Xiliang rebels, I sent someone to take away Auntie before I left the city, I personally went to find Wang Yun, but I didn't think about her life or death."

His forehead was stained with mud and then blood.

So that mighty and heroic Wen Hou seemed to have become rickety and weak, even to the point that the personal soldiers around Wei Xu could boldly step forward and kick him!

He was kicked over, got back up, and still knelt there.

The soldier burst out laughing.

Wei Xu glanced at his own soldiers, and began to laugh out loud after realizing it!

Someone stepped forward again, and that foot stayed for a while, stepping on Lu Bu's body, he still didn't say a word, and his two eyes stared at Wei Xu deadly.

The laughter was sparse and not much.

Because more soldiers watched the scene in silence.

Lu Ji was also watching this scene.

Wei Xu didn't know when she relaxed her arms again, and although the short sword was still on her chest, she could breathe again.

Wei Xu's road is impassable.

His father would not hand over the Son of Heaven to him, he could not get the Son of Heaven, and he could not hijack her who was pregnant with Liujia and retreated all the way to Xiahoudun's Yanzhou military camp.

Even the soldiers trapped in the camp would not listen to his mobilization, so even if he took her to meet Xiahoudun, most of them would be eliminated by Xiahoudun as a worthless rebel.

And Lu Ji always felt that Wei Xu would not take her seriously.

His knife trembled a little, and his arm would be hard when excited, but he would soon put her down again, fearing that she would be out of breath.

As a result, she almost felt that she could survive this catastrophe.

But now Lu Ji realizes that she was very wrong.

Lu Bu was kicked a third time, and when he fell to the ground, some dust entered his eyes.

The ground was getting hotter and hotter, and the dust and heat were steaming up from the barren grass, and his eyes were lost.

Just as tears flowed from his eyes and he wanted to wash off the dust, an exclamation suddenly sounded on the other side!

A woman screamed heartbreakingly!

When Lu Bu raised his head, Wei Xu had already let go of his hand.

Not only did he let go of his hand, but he was even retreating in horror and fear!

"Auntie!" Wei Xu's voice changed a tone, "Auntie! ”

The girl in the skirt had a short blade stuck in her chest, and her hands trembled uncontrollably, but it seemed that she was going to continue to push in.

She wore a pink skirt to go out today, so the blood gushing out of her chest was particularly conspicuous.

"I am a son of man, and I cannot see my father humiliated......"

"Where is he your father!" Wei Xu shouted hysterically, "How can he be your father!" ”

He didn't finish his words.

Even before Lu Bu gave the order, the soldiers who were trapped in the camp rushed up!

Time became confusing.

The images, the sounds, and the smells all became chaotic, they twisted, folded, and turned into a whirlpool in the sunlight, engulfing Lu Bu into it.

He struggled to crawl out, he didn't have any injuries at all, but he could still crawl over on his hands and feet, crawling to his daughter's side.

How could that be his daughter?

Where does he have a daughter?

She tilted her head, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, and looked at him as if she wanted to say a word.

She just looked at her father, motionless, until he took her in his arms and let out a heart-rending howl.

Chapter 377

This kind of infighting is not the first time Lu Bu has experienced it, but this time he was the winner.

He was originally the person Ding Yuan relied on the most, mastered the Bingzhou army, and went in and out of the Chinese military tent from time to time, following Ding Yuan's side.

So after he made up his mind, everything went well.

He asked his headquarters to replace the sentry posts and guard everywhere, and he chose a dusk time and walked into Ding Yuan's tent.

If it was not his intention to burn Mengjin City, this time it should not be counted, Lu Bu thought indifferently, when he passed by Mengjin again after so many years, those broken walls and ruins were still standing there, and the wind that passed through this dead city was still whispering softly in his ears, telling him that the people who had run and cried in the firelight also wanted blood debts and blood to pay!

So he killed Ding Yuan, and then launched several purges, killing those former comrades who were loyal to Ding Yuan one by one, most of them were also straightforward men from Bingzhou, and even his fellow villagers, they were indignant and scolded, until the blood flowed from the camp to the outside of the camp, until the head was cut off, their eyes were still staring!

After that, the state army was cleaned up by him.

The generals under his command have always followed him, loyal to him, and fought bravely for him, they have fought in the north and south, and they have also been displaced, and occasionally there are a few quarrels between comrades, and most of them are relieved after a meal.

Lu Bu never imagined that this rebellion would come so suddenly and so powerfully.

The soldiers seemed to be crazy.

The soldiers trapped in the camp, Wei Xu's headquarters soldiers and horses, Lu Bu's cavalry, and Hou Cheng and Song Xian's rebels, who had not been cleaned up, were all mixed together.

Lu Bu remembered a dish he had made at home when he was young, it was actually not a dish, but he poured all the leftovers from the previous day into the pot and added soup, and when the soup boiled, he took a long-handled wooden spoon and put it in and stirred it vigorously, stirring all the dishes into a pot, and then adding some dough sheets, cooking them and putting them into a pottery bowl.

Especially in the cold winter, such a bowl of steaming soup cakes fell into the stomach, whether it was reading or practicing martial arts on this day, any hard work could be thrown into the back of the mind anyway.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with growing up eating such food. He wasn't a big fan of luxury. It's just that when he became a general, no one dared to cook such a foolish meal for him anymore, and he no longer went into the kitchen, so he naturally gradually forgot about it.

But now he suddenly turned over this memory.

Those people were mixed together, there was no discipline, no formation, as if they were fighting, but they were carrying long knives instead of wooden sticks.

They fought each other like this, their eyes were red, the corners of their mouths were foaming with blood, and they had a ghost-like look on their faces, not like a person at all, but they were still slashing and killing like this.

The glade became the soup pot he remembered.

There was an invisible wooden spoon stirring violently here, stirring the air, stirring the tide of battle, churning his brain, making it impossible for him to think or breathe.

He must also rise up and fight.

He had to leave his daughter's corpse behind, he had to take up arms, he had to fight like a hero, like a great general, like a great general, as he had repeated many times since last night.

He had to jump into the pot and fight the long-handled wooden spoon.

Lu Bu got up groggy, there were soldiers around him who were talking to him, he couldn't hear clearly, and he didn't plan to hear clearly, which were rebels, which were loyal to him, which were Wei Xu and Hou Cheng Song Xian's troops, and which were his troops, he knew it clearly.

Lu Bu is best at horse warfare, his riding skills are the best in the world, no one is invincible, but when it comes to the starting battle, there were whispers among the soldiers, saying that Wen Hou's swordsmanship is slightly inferior to Lu Lian, and the female general with the sword of thunder is the number one swordsman in the world.

But when this Wen Hou picked up two halberds and rushed into the whirlpool of chaos, the soldiers realized that he might only be the second in the world in foot combat, but he was also not the same as ordinary people!

The halberd was slightly shorter than the sword, but it was extremely nimble in his hands, with hooks and thorns, pecks and cuts, and all the rebels who were touched by his halberd were either killed or wounded!

Naturally, those soldiers were more frightened on their faces, and they didn't dare to come closer, thinking that they could only survive from Lu Bu's hands if they were farther away—but this thing could not only be used as a short soldier, but also throw and wound the enemy!

Two halberds throw one first, kill one person, go two steps forward if someone with a long soldier to stop, then kill another person, when the third person comes forward, he has pulled out the first halberd, and someone next to him handed him another halberd!

Hammer and halberd, clear gold and steel, such an inconspicuous weapon came into his hands, and the sky and the earth changed color, the blood flowed like a river, and more and more soldiers were defeated-

Not bad! Lu Bu can't be killed! But he was only one person, and he had never ordered a siege, so why should they stay here and fight to the end?

Hou Cheng is dead, Song Xian is also dead, as for Wei Xu...... Wei Xu...... Where is he?

Gradually, the soldiers began to retreat, and gradually some began to flee, which soon turned into an irretrievable rout.

When Gao Shun arrived, he saw such a picture.

There was blood everywhere, there were severed limbs everywhere, and there were people who were panicked and merged.

Gao Shun instinctively pulled out the ring head knife, carried the shield, and ordered the soldiers to form a formation and move forward, killing the rebels under Wei Xu's command one by one!

When he gave the order like this, the last stubborn soldier also fell, so at the end of this chaotic battlefield, under the banner of the word "Lu", the general in gold armor also saw him.

Lu Bu held a blood-stained halberd in his hand, so it looked very slippery, so he didn't look at the soldiers around him, just looking at his description, he knew what kind of fierce battle he had experienced.

But what surprised Gao Shun was Lu Bu's expression.

It's not like they've never experienced such a vicious battle, but they've all survived.

Every time after retreating from the enemy, Lu Bu's face always had light, he would laugh unruly, he would shout loudly about his exploits and achievements, and he would pat him on the shoulder proudly and proudly when he saw him rushing back.

But this Lu Bu, who was holding a halberd, looked at him with a gloomy face, as if he was looking at a strange and hostile person.

Gao Shun was stunned.

He also drove all night, and he also crawled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, what happened to the current general?

Lu Bu suddenly threw out the halberd in his hand, and sat on several corpses with one butt.

The blood of those corpses had not yet cooled, and with such a force from him, the blood gushed even more violently, and in a moment his breastplate and leggings were soaked.

But Lu Bu didn't seem to feel anything unusual at all, he sat on top of the corpse mountain, and asked with a smile:

"And you, Couberson?"

Gao Shun understood everything in an instant.

The taciturn general put away his long knife, causing the soldiers to disperse and step forward himself.

"When I come to the palace," he said, "the general escorts the Son of Heaven and goes on." ”

After many difficulties and dangers, this team finally passed through the city gate and entered Puyang.

None of the people on either side dared to raise their heads, and they all stuck their foreheads into the dirt, and even trembled at this glorious and glorious scene.

Compared with when he first left the palace, the golden root car was already dilapidated, but there was still Xiao Huangmen who tried his best to wipe it clean with the sleeves of his robe, so in the eyes of the people of Dongjun, it was still beautiful, magnificent and solemn, and together with the co-lord of the world sitting in it, it was more dazzling than the sun.

These ordinary people didn't dare to raise their heads, but the psychedelic looks on the faces of the Puyang defenders on both sides spoke for themselves.

After the Son of Heaven took these expressions into his eyes, he turned his gaze to the side again.

Ji Tinghou Lu Lian was very close to him, looked forward with a wrong gaze, and concentrated on riding on the horse, arching and guarding the royal car.