Three Kingdoms: I am not Liu Bian

Chapter 345 The Ghost and God Lü Bu!
Gao Lan led the vanguard in the center, with Cao Xing following closely behind. Cheng Lian, as the captain of Gao Lan's unit, led a thousand elite cavalrymen of Lü Chang's troops, all clad in leather armor, to oversee the results of Gao Lan and Cao Xing's battles.

If Gao Lan's troops were like a sharp spear, easily tearing a bloody gash in the rebel army's formation, then Lü Chang's troops were like a pair of pincers, constantly widening and tearing that gash to both flanks.

The left wing was led by Yan Liang and Zang Hong, while the right wing was led by Xiahou Yuan and Zang Ba. Both units were elite cavalrymen clad in leather armor, but with their formation already weakened and their ranks shaken, they were unstoppable.

The rebel army's formation was shattered, and the rebel soldiers cried out and retreated in panic, pushing and trampling each other, which only exacerbated the chaos and made the cavalry's slaughter even more efficient.

The entire rebel army collapsed and crumbled at a visible speed.

Wherever the armored cavalry went, all that remained were mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and desperate cries.

A thick stench of blood rose into the sky, mingling with the blood-red setting sun and turning the world into a despairing crimson.

Guan Hai stood frozen in place, his arm holding the great axe trembling slightly, and the last trace of color drained from his face.

All his calculations and all his wishful thinking were shattered in the face of this absolute power and the torrent of steel.

Not far behind, Huang Gai's troops, the only ones who did not join the battle, were left by Lü Bu's side as a reserve force, protecting the cavalry commander Shi Zuoling, the chief clerk Yan Pu, and other civil officials.

However, as the bloody feast began, the increasingly thick stench of blood in the air made Lü Bu unable to suppress his fighting spirit any longer. His Red Rabbit horse, clad in iron armor, seemed to be infected by Lü Bu's fighting spirit and became restless, neighing and pawing the ground with its hooves.

Lu Bu smelled the bloody scent in the air, but he did not feel uncomfortable or disgusted. Instead, he squinted his eyes and even seemed to be enjoying it.

Some people are born for the battlefield.

Lu Bu called out softly, "Gongfu, please protect Yuanming (Zuo Ling) and Bosheng (Yan Pu), and also keep an eye on that rebel camp in the rear."

Huang Gai clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lü Bu and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

Lu Bu did not turn his head, but upon hearing Huang Gai's response, he turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

At this moment, where they had stopped their horses, they were on a small hill, which gave them a good view of the battlefield and allowed them to see the banner with the words "General Guan of the Eastern Expedition" written on it.

Lu Bu suddenly spurred his horse, and the Red Rabbit galloped out as if the wind was blowing under its feet. About three hundred riders, including Wei Yue, Li Hei, Qin Yi, and Chen Wei, who were Lu Bu's personal guards, charged out!

The Han dynasty followed the old system of the Qin army, using one-tenth of the troops' population as the personal guard.

The elite cavalry battalion numbered six thousand, and Lü Bu's personal guard battalion was naturally composed of six hundred men, but Lü Bu only brought three hundred personal guards dressed in iron armor.

As the ferocious tiger broke free of its restraints and charged into the battlefield, it naturally sought out a target worthy of its attack.

Using Lü Bu as the spearhead, they advanced to the right flank of the rebel army and thrust straight at the rebel army's main camp, which was where the great banner was located!
Beneath that great banner, Guan Hai was shouting at the top of his lungs, trying to stop the soldiers from fleeing, but his shouts were completely drowned out by the thunderous hoofbeats and the deafening screams of battle.

Although a few rebel soldiers mustered the courage to step forward and stop them, their counterattack was like a stone thrown into a rushing river, unable to even make a ripple, and was instantly swallowed up and crushed by the torrent of steel and flesh.

Han Hao, along with Zhou Tai, Jiang Qin, and Lou Gui, who had gathered on the top of the East Gate, climbed the parapet and looked down at the battlefield, which resembled a meat grinder. They were all speechless with astonishment.

"This... such a war has actually occurred in the world?"

The original idea of ​​opening the city gates and coordinating with the elite cavalry to launch a pincer attack was completely extinguished.

Clearly, they realized that leaving the city at this moment would only cause trouble for the elite cavalry and would not serve any positive purpose.

But such a war has clearly exceeded their understanding.

Especially after the group saw that fiery red figure break into the rebel army's formation.

The Red Hare is a prized Akhal-Teke horse, naturally with a crimson coat, and its armor was also painted crimson.

Lü Bu himself was wearing a red Xiangyi brocade robe sewn by his wife.

A man and his horse, like a burning flame, suddenly cascaded down the hillside, becoming the most dazzling and deadliest streak of light on this blood-red battlefield.

The three hundred armored guards followed closely behind, silently but powerfully forming an invincible spearhead, with Lü Bu as the sharpest point, fiercely piercing the already chaotic right flank of the rebel army!
With one hand controlling the reins, Lü Bu continuously slashed and thrust with his lance. Even though the Red Rabbit horse was carrying Lü Bu and was clad in iron armor, it still moved forward at an astonishing speed, maintaining its agility as it weaved through the scattered rebel army.

Occasionally, some terrified and confused rebel soldiers would rush forward, but without Lü Bu even lifting a finger, they would be knocked aside by the Red Rabbit Horse and then trampled into mincemeat by its galloping iron hooves.

This small armored cavalry unit was like a red-hot dagger cutting into solidified grease; wherever it went, the rebels scattered in terror, leaving behind a path paved with blood and flesh!

However, these guards gradually fell behind Chi Tu's speed.

The crimson tiger remained silent, simply continuing its advance deeper into the territory!

Guan Hai was still shouting desperately, trying to regain his footing, and successively killed six deserters.

But when he caught a glimpse of the dazzling crimson knights cutting through enemy lines and charging straight at him out of the corner of his eye, all the words stuck in his throat.

That wasn't a charge, that was a hunt!
And he was the prey that had been targeted!
A chilling fear gripped his heart instantly, even more so than the horror he felt when facing a massive army charging towards him.

Guan Hai watched helplessly as the red figure drew closer and closer, and he could clearly see the other's cold, domineering eyes, as if looking at a dead man.

"Yellow Turban Warriors, stop him! Stop him now!"

Guan Hai had long forgotten his boastful words that morning about killing Lü Bu and seizing the Red Rabbit Horse as his own mount. He was almost screaming, his voice trembling and distorted with extreme fear.

Beside him were three hundred of his most loyal and brave confidants, all of whom had fought alongside him from Qingzhou and were former elite members of the Yellow Turban Army! The three hundred Yellow Turban warriors roared and formed a simple circular formation, pointing their spears at the direction from which Lü Bu was charging.

However, all of this is in vain in the face of absolute power.

Lu Bu didn't even slow down.

The red-horse let out a deafening neigh and suddenly accelerated, seemingly utterly unafraid of the spear formation.

Lu Bu swung his arm, using the momentum of his red steed to send his spear slashing through the air in a chilling arc, blood splattering everywhere.

The crude gun emplacement was instantly pierced like paper, with severed limbs and shattered weapons flying everywhere.

Lu Bu's gaze pierced through the billowing smoke and blood mist, precisely locking onto Guan Hai, whose face was ashen white, just a dozen paces away.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

On the city wall of Xu County, Han Hao, Zhou Tai, Jiang Qin, Lou Gui and others were already dumbfounded. They watched as Lü Bu, alone on horseback, treated thousands of troops as nothing and went straight for Guan Hai!

Zhou Tai's throat bobbed with difficulty, and even the usually taciturn Zhou Tai couldn't help but mutter unconsciously, "Ghosts and gods!"

He and Jiang Qin were confident in their strength, but he was certain that their bravery was a joke in the face of the absolute power of this godlike man.

On the battlefield, once Lü Bu locked his gaze on Guan Hai, without any pre-battle shouts, his tangible killing intent made Guan Hai feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and all his muscles became extremely stiff.

The instinct for survival finally overwhelmed his fear. He let out a beast-like roar, a roar that was both a sign of courage and despair. He gripped the long-handled axe tightly with both hands, urged his terrified warhorse, and charged towards Lü Bu on his own initiative!
he knows!
To flee is certain death!

Why not fight to the death? Perhaps there's still a sliver of hope!
Guan Hai charged with a do-or-die spirit, swinging his great axe in a wide arc, using the momentum of his horse and the whistling wind to strike straight at Lü Bu's head!

This axe blow was almost the most powerful in Guan Hai's life, with great force and weight, seemingly capable of cutting through anything.

However, Lu Bu did not even flinch in the face of this desperate, desperate attack.

Just as the axe was about to strike, Lü Bu moved.

Lu Bu also gripped the lance with his other hand, twisted his wrist, and the heavy lance suddenly rose up as if it had no weight, striking first despite being behind!
With a sharp, piercing clang, the spear blade slashed diagonally, firmly blocking Guan Hai's seemingly inevitable axe blow!
The immense force of the collision caused Guan Hai's tiger's mouth to split open, and blood instantly stained the axe handle red.

In the instant the spear and axe clashed, the iron axe shaft groaned under the strain, as it was firmly locked down by the spear.

Even though Guan Hai tried his best to stabilize the situation, he felt as if he were fighting against a mountain, and he couldn't budge it at all.

Lu Bu parried the axe blow, and then suddenly swung his spear.

Guan Hai raised his axe to meet the attack, only to feel an irresistible force coming from the axe handle, which made his arms go numb and his internal organs feel displaced. He was thrown off his horse!
Guan Hai, who had fallen to the ground, coughed up blood and was too weak to get up. He couldn't even lift his head. He could only feel a burly figure blocking out the setting sun and standing in front of him.

"Pfft!"

The dull thud of sharp weapons tearing through leather, piercing iron armor, and penetrating flesh was clearly audible.

The lance pierced Guan Hai's chest through a gap in his armor, exiting through his chest and bringing with it a spray of hot blood and shattered internal organs!

On the verge of death, Guan Hai felt a sharp pain in his chest and struggled to lift his eyes to look at the pair of eyes in front of him that were still cold and even a little bored.

"Uh..." Guan Hai seemed to want to say something, but only large gushes of blood gushed from his throat.

But Lü Bu had no patience to listen to the enemy's last words. He silently pulled out his lance, raised it again, and thrust it into Guan Hai's throat. The lance blade churned in his throat, severing blood vessels and muscles.

Guan Hai twitched twice, then fell silent.

Only those wide-open eyes still held traces of horror and resentment, staring blankly at the blood-red setting sun.

Lu Bu didn't even glance at the corpse again, as if he had casually crushed a fly.

He sheathed the lance, gave it a casual flick, and shook off the warm droplets of blood, making the scarlet blade gleam coldly once more.

Then, Lü Bu once again targeted the banner that read "General Who Conquers the East," casually spurred his horse forward, and cut the banner in two.

Slaying generals, capturing flags, charging into battle, and being the first to scale the walls.

Lu Bu earned three of the four great honors of a soldier in a single battle!

The commander-in-chief was killed in battle, and the great banner fell.

This became the final straw that broke the camel's back for the rebels.

The rebels, already on the verge of collapse, completely lost their last will to resist. They cried out, "The general is dead!" and scattered like headless flies, exposing their backs to the relentless iron cavalry that was crushing them from behind.

The outcome of this battle is now beyond doubt.

What was happening before them was no longer a battle, but a complete one-sided massacre.

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