The Three Kingdoms began with island farming

Chapter 571 Difficult Choices
It wasn't just Yan Liang and Wen Chou who were shocked by Lu Bu.

Yuan Shao and others watched as Lu Bu's army charged forward with a force that outweighed that of Yan Liang and Wen Chou's army, and advanced effortlessly like a hot knife cutting through butter.

Liu Bang couldn't help but reveal the indescribable expression he had when he watched Xiang Yu lead 28 cavalrymen to break through the encirclement of 5,000 people.

Is this something carbon-based organisms can do?

Lu Bu among men, Red Hare among horses.

If Tian Ze were asked to evaluate who is the best general in the world, he would still choose Lu Bu without hesitation.

In terms of martial arts and the ability to lead troops into battle, Lu Bu is definitely the undisputed number one.

Perhaps Dian Wei and Zhao Yun could tie with Lu Bu, but on the battlefield, they could not be as invincible and domineering as Lu Bu.

If Lu Bu had gone one step further, he would have been able to leave the sequence of military generals like the Overlord Xiang Yu and establish his own legacy with his ultimate military power.

On the Northern Xiongnu side, Chanyu Luandi Ule was also extremely shocked when he saw these two killing teams.

At this moment, they recalled the fear of being beaten by Han Ting in the past.

"What's going on? Where did this Han army come from? Why didn't we detect any news?" Luandi Wule said in a deep voice.

Although he seemed calm and steady, the murderous aura in his tone, like a knife blade, still made Xubuduge feel a chill in the back of his head.

But at this moment, he no longer cared about his own safety, and murmured in disbelief: "How is it possible? Why did this Han army appear?"

As someone in charge of diplomacy and intelligence, he has never relaxed his attention on the four countries.

Especially after receiving the news of Yuan Shu's invasion, he sent spies to inquire about the situation in the four countries in order to determine Yuan Shu's intention of advancing westward.

Combining all the information, he was sure that the purpose of Yuan Shu's army was not to start a war, but just to plunder and retaliate, while weakening their strength.

This is undoubtedly the most common-sense inference.

Little did people know that the Huns thought the same way during the battle in Mobei in the past.

How long have the four countries been established? Where do they get the confidence to start a full-scale war with us?
However, it was this self-righteousness and inertial thinking that ruined everything.

At this moment, Xubu Tuge realized that he had been fooled.

Everything he knew was probably what the Han people wanted him to know. This was a big network that had been planned for a long time.

For a moment, Xubu Tuge felt horrified.

With such a huge calculation, I didn't even notice anything unusual. How terrible are the Han people!
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Xubu Tuge knew that it was useless to regret now, and the most urgent task was to find a way out of the impasse.

My brain was working rapidly, trying to find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation.

He looked around and saw chaos on the battlefield. The Northern Xiongnu cavalry in the east were attacked from both inside and outside by the Han army and their formation was in disarray.

The rest of the troops were able to hold their ground, but because of the counterattack by Yuan Shu's army, they were unable to regroup for a while.

At this moment, he could not help but regret his previous arrangements. In order to achieve success in one battle and wipe out Yuan Shu's army, he surrounded and suppressed most of the troops in his hands.

It was impossible to convey orders on such a huge battlefield. Some members of the tribe were already deeply involved in the fighting and were at a loss as to what to do. They could only instinctively follow the crowd and brandish their swords.

Even they were a little slow in discovering Lu Bu's army. It was not until the enemy was right in front of them that the scouts reported the situation.

By then, through the panic of the soldiers, they had realized that something was wrong.

"Chanyu, there is something wrong with my intelligence. But in addition to intelligence, there must be some Han people who are good at hiding and confusing us, otherwise this army would never appear out of thin air." Xubu Tuge said. At this time, he was no longer in the mood to explain. His life and death were insignificant compared to the survival of his people. He was only thinking about how to get his people out.

Luandi Wule clenched the scimitar in his hand, with a flash of determination in his eyes: "What good plan do you have?"

Xubu Tuge said in a deep voice: "If you don't make a decision, you will suffer the consequences. Now there are only two choices. One is to cut off the tail and survive, abandon everything and withdraw directly."

Luandi Wule looked around and felt that there might be enemy ambushes everywhere.

"Can we retreat? The Han people set up this trap not just to weaken our army. If we withdraw, we will be seriously injured. I'm afraid we will have no choice but to abandon the grassland again and retreat westward with our people."

"Then we will fight to the death!" Xubuduge gritted his teeth and said, "We will fight the Han people to the death. The grassland is our home ground. As long as we don't suffer a crushing defeat, we can defeat this Han army!"

"Fight to the death?"

Luandi Wule muttered to himself, his eyes sweeping across the chaotic scene on the battlefield.

Although only a small number of the tribesmen were slaughtered by the two iron cavalry forces of Lu Bu and Yan Liang and Wen Chou, it was not easy to reorganize the troops.

Yuan Shu, Lu Bu and others would not be so foolish as to let him withdraw his troops and reorganize the formation.

"What is the winning rate?" Luandi Wule asked in a deep voice.

Xubu Tuge looked at the dense mass of Han cavalry in the rear, and whispered with a slightly difficult tone: "Less than 20%."

Luandi Ule stared at Xubuduge intently, trying to see even a hint of hesitation or deception in his eyes.

But what came into view was only Xubudugu's bloodshot yet iron-hard eyes, full of worry about the fate of the tribe and determination to fight to the death.

What Xubuduge did not say was that if they evacuated directly, their casualties would probably be more than half, and a large number of tribesmen in the rear would suffer.

They had to fight this battle! Otherwise, they would suffer a heavy loss no less than the battle in Mobei in the past.

The previous negligence has brought about the current life-and-death crisis.

"Less than 20%..." Luandi Wule repeated in a low voice, his voice seemed to be weighed down by a heavy stone, revealing endless bitterness and heaviness.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the tragic battlefield again. The falling of his tribesmen seemed to foreshadow their hopeless future.

"If we fight to the death, our Northern Hun warriors may die heroically, but what about the elderly, the weak, the women and the children in our tribe?" There was a tremor in Luandi Wule's voice.

As the Chanyu, he is not only responsible for his own people, but also has to consider the future of the entire Northern Xiongnu tribe.

Once they choose to fight to the death, although they will not let down the glory of their ancestors, the countless tribesmen behind them who rely on their protection will face the tragic fate of being slaughtered and enslaved.

Xubu Tuge bit his lower lip, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and said with difficulty: "Chanyu, if we withdraw, although we can temporarily preserve some of our manpower, we will abandon this grassland and lose our foundation."

"Moreover, the Han army will certainly pursue us while we are victorious. If we retreat westward, our people will have no time to follow us and will face a tragic end as well."

Luandi Wule nodded.

The war situation was urgent and he could not afford to hesitate any longer. The longer he hesitated, the slimmer his hope would be.

The decision at this moment is crucial, and will be like the wheel of fate, crushing or lifting the future of the Northern Huns.

"Don't retreat, but don't fight to the death either!"

(End of this chapter)