The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

"Little Lu, Hugh escape!"

Wu Meng yelled and cursed sharply, almost gritted his teeth, and chased after him wildly.

In his opinion, the hammer just now was definitely enough to knock Lu Bu off the horse's back, and even cut his waist to pieces.Lu Bu must have known that he couldn't resist, so he asked someone to shoot an arrow to save his life.

The more Wu Meng thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, the cooked duck flew away, can this be tolerated?

If Lu Bu is not killed today, he will not give up!

Looking at the back of Wu Meng chasing away, the lieutenant seemed to be a little worried, and he carefully asked Xiang Bocai: "Shuai Qu, do you want General Wu to come back?"

return?

Bo Cai snorted, waved his hand forward, and decisively ordered to attack: "Chasing!"

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With Bocai's order, the killing intent in the eyes of the [-] Yellow Turban Army soared, their steps were rapid, they picked up the weapons in their hands, and roared and tried their best to catch up.

On the west bank of the river, connected to the pontoon bridge is an extremely wide dirt road. Due to the trampling of pedestrians and horseshoes all the year round, the originally loose and soft soil has become particularly compacted.

The weeds beside the road grew to the height of half a person because no one had pulled them out.

Seeing that the fleeing soldiers of the Han army had already started to cross the river, the general lying in the deep grass had a happy expression on his face, and whispered to Huangfusong beside him, "General, the fish has been hooked."

Huangfusong's face was serious. After many years of fighting, he knew that at this time, he could not be careless. "Let the soldiers hide and don't show their faces. Follow my general's orders."

The retreating Han army ran without looking back, and the Yellow Turban army chased after them.

Bocai chased him to the pontoon bridge, where the fleeing Han army happened to cross the river.

"Catch me, don't let these officials run away!"

Seeing that he was about to catch up, but let the officers and soldiers cross the river at this time, the angry and anxious Bo Cai was unwilling to do so, and commanded the Yellow Turban Army to start crossing the river.

There are only two pontoon bridges connecting the east and west banks, and the bridge body is only for five or six people to walk side by side, so when the Yellow Turbans rushed up, it caused a huge congestion.

When will this method of crossing the hundred thousand yellow scarves be finished?

Bo Cai was worried. If he had known earlier, he should have sent people to build the pontoon bridge in advance.If the soldiers are allowed to cross the water, the weapons will inevitably become a burden. Moreover, when they go ashore, the clothes soaked in water will greatly slow down the speed of the soldiers' pursuit.

By the way, I can let the pawn go first!

A clever idea came to Bocai's mind. He had only [-] cavalrymen under his command, and he could cross the river in three or two strokes, and then let the pawns continuously replenish reinforcements from the rear.

In this way, the problem of crossing the river is no longer a problem.

I am such a genius!

Bocai was deeply shocked by the wisdom he had sprouted.

But at this time, there will always be one or two uncomfortable voices.

"Shuai Qu, why don't you let the brothers slow down for a while, I always feel that something is not right." The lieutenant general's gaze swept around, for some reason, he always felt that he had no idea, and his right eye also twitched violently.

Not far from crossing the river is the camp of the Han army. Perhaps these people who fled ahead were trying to lure them on purpose.

"What are you afraid of? Even if old Huangfu personally leads the troops, I'm still not afraid!" Bo Cai said in a disdainful tone, not taking the lieutenant's worries to heart at all.Back then, Zhu Jun, the right middle man, was defeated by him again and again.

"But..." The lieutenant hesitated to speak, still worried.

Bo Cai held up the eight-foot-long knife in his right hand, and said impatiently: "Vice General You, why are you acting like a woman? Have you forgotten how the officers and soldiers humiliated us two days ago?"

"If you don't beat them until they piss all over the ground, I, Bocai, will read their names upside down!"

Bocai knew very well that even if Xinzheng's Han army was added up, it would still be less than half of the Yellow Turban army.

With such a disparity in troop strength, it's no wonder that Bocai is full of confidence. He believes that this time, as in the past, he will completely defeat the army.

The speed of the fleeing Han army in front was obviously not as good as before. Many people could no longer run, and gasped for breath while sticking their weapons in place.

How can such a good opportunity be missed?

Bo Cai handed over the command of crossing the river to the lieutenant general. He patted his horse and held the sword, and led the cavalry to cross the river first in pursuit.

He wants the Han army to pay a heavy price for the ignorance of the previous two days.

On the west bank of the river, Wu Meng, who was chasing across the river, looked back and saw that Bo Cai was leading his army to chase him, and he immediately gained confidence.

He could have easily taken away the lives of many soldiers of the Han army, but he didn't have that thought. He only had eyes on the figure in front of him who didn't look back and only cared about running away.

Wu Meng was determined to avenge Deng Chui, but the horse under Lu Bu's crotch was so fast that it pulled him far away.

Going forward is the camp where the Han army is stationed.

Once Lu Bu returned to the camp, Wu Meng could only stare blankly. He didn't have the vigor and courage to ride alone into the camp.

"You surnamed Lu, you are a coward who only knows how to run away, you bastard, if you have the ability, come back and fight your grandfather Wu Meng!" Seeing Lu Bu running farther and farther, Wu Meng was furious and swearing at the street like a shrew.

Unexpectedly, the scolding actually worked.

Lu Bule, who was running forward, turned his head back, stood on the spot, and hooked his index finger with his left hand towards Wu Meng, with a strong intention of provocation.

Wu Meng was furious when he saw this, he slapped his horse and danced his hammer, and the horse's four hooves flew like flying under his crotch, all the anger accumulated in his arms, he rushed to Lu Bu, and his attack was the strongest move.

He shouted angrily: "Ignorant child, today is your death day next year, go to hell!"

Lu Bu smiled at him, raised his hand, and pierced his throat with a painted halberd.

Anyway, the time is almost here, so there is no need to keep hiding.

The clumsy body hit the ground, leaving a blood hole the size of a pigeon egg in the throat, spraying out bloody water.

Wu Meng tilted his neck, his body was motionless, his eyes were staring, he was completely dead.

He didn't understand until his death what happened at that moment.

Witnessing Wu Meng's killing, the yellow turban cavalry in front quickly reported the news to Bocai.

"What, Wu Meng is dead!"

Shuai Daqu's face was full of shock, he looked over there, but happened to meet Lu Bu's eyes.

kill~~~

At this moment, the shouts of killing suddenly rose from all around, and tens of thousands of Han soldiers got up from the grass, roaring and rushing to kill.

Hearing the movement here, the two thousand Bingzhou cavalry soldiers waiting in the distance galloped wildly under the leadership of Cao and Song.