A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Top Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Faced with this situation, Li Nao and Guo Bang were also shocked. Although they threatened to break Chang'an, they did not want to burn the palace. The two of them followed Dong Zhuo all year round, and they still had some insights. They hurriedly calmed down the chaos in Chang'an and ordered the soldiers to occupy the checkpoints around Chang'an, but they could not find Niu Fu and Li Ru.

This fire was set by Li Ru and Niu Fu. Li Yu and Guo Bun needed to give an explanation to the people of the world. As for what Niu Fu is Dong Zhuo's son-in-law, even Dong Zhuo is dead, so what's the use of talking about it.

The Xianbei who had just entered their dreamland would never have thought that around them, a group of Chinese cavalry were staring at them, like wolves in the night.

"Children, kill with this general, and don't keep alive." L Bu shouted, lifted the halberd upside down, and rushed towards the Xianbei tribe.

A light flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes. It was also a prancing horse with a spear. He followed Lu Bu's side. From the charge of the cavalry, he could clearly feel that the riding skills of the flying cavalry soldiers were much higher than that of the white horses. It's shocking to know that Bai Ma Yi Cong is carefully selected. After very hard riding training, even if compared with the Xianbei on the grassland, the riding skills are comparable. There are three thousand flying horses, but Being able to surpass Baima Yicong in cavalry shows the strength of the cavalry in the state.

Zhao Yun admired the real heroes. He followed Gongsun Zan, especially this time when the Xianbei attacked Yanmen Pass. He realized that Gongsun Zan might not be the person he was looking for. There is only Lu Bu who is brave and brave in people's eyes.

In the darkness, Zhao Yun felt that Lu Bu's figure grew taller.

The chaos began. When piles of flames burned, the Yanghu tribe became flustered. People always have some instinctive fear of darkness. Even Xianbei people face endless darkness and an unknown number of enemies. There will be panic and panic.

The patriarch of the Yanghu tribe kept yelling. This kind of sneak attack, they experienced is not a few, but the three adults united to attack the Han realm, let them relax their vigilance, the chaotic Xianbei people shouted in the patriarch's loud voice, Gradually organized a cavalry with more than hundreds of people.

Guo Jia, who was protected by several cavalrymen, saw the Xianbei people gradually organizing under the light of the fire in the distance. His expression was a bit cold. In his opinion, even the most elite army of princes would not face a raid by the cavalry. What kind of combat power will there be, not to mention Xianbei attacking the Han realm, and there are certainly not many soldiers remaining in the tribe, but the rapid response of the Xianbei people all shows the Xianbei's fighting consciousness. Once such a person enters the Han realm, it is for the big man. , Will be another disaster.

"The Han army is the Han army cavalry." The patriarch of the Yanghu tribe murmured, his eyes full of disbelief. He would rather the enemy in front of him be the Xianbei from other tribes than believe that this elite cavalry was Han.

When did the man's army enter the prairie? Also raided the tribe? The patriarch of the Yanghu tribe didn't know what words to express his inner shock.

Of course, for the Han army, the Xianbei people looked down on them very much. In their eyes, the Han people would only shrink in the city, watching the villages looted by the Xianbei.

The painting halberd in Lu Bu's hand was constantly waving. After many battles, he gradually found the trick to use painting halberd. He used it more and more skillfully, and he was more powerful in Lu Bu's hand. Each move contained great power along the way. The Xianbei soldiers encountered had no enemies.

Zhao Yun on the side was also unwilling to show weakness, a bright silver spear, stab left and right, wherever he passed, the Xianbei who killed him turned on his back.

Lu Bu couldn't help but praised: "General Zhao is good at martial arts, and we will learn more in the future."

Zhao Yun was at his young and energetic age, and when he met someone with high martial arts, his heart was also itchy. Hearing the words, he said, "I hope I hear."

"Okay, let's compare it first to see who kills more enemies!" Lu Bu stared at the Xianbei people who were gradually gathering in the center of the tribe.

Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, and Dianwei, like three sharp swords, pierced the enemy's chest fiercely, destroying the last trace of resistance of the Xianbei people.

Under the light of the fire, when the Xianbei people saw the figure of the Han army and the head of the patriarch of Lu Bu Jijian, the ruthlessness in the hearts of the Xianbei people was also aroused. Unlike Lu Bu's guess, the Xianbei people launched a suicidal charge.

Anxiously, many Xianbei lack the weapons to take advantage of, and they are still launching a reckless offensive, as if they don't know that there is still escape on the battlefield, but they don't have armor on their bodies, and they often need to pay a greater price to make Feiqi have something. damage.

Lu Bu was surprised, but he kept painting the halberd in his hand. Since the Xianbei were so tough, he would use actions to tell the Xianbei that there was a more aggressive Han cavalry raging in their hinterland.

In the face of absolute superiority, the resistance of the Xianbei people is tragic and ridiculous. Their resistance can only stimulate Feiqi to carry out more cruel annihilation of their tribe.

The five hundred flying knights led by Li Yan gave the Yanghu tribe a fatal blow. Like a sharp blade, it pierced into the enemy's heart. With unparalleled combat power, the flying knights told the Xianbei people that the Han cavalry could also cross the prairie.

In less than an hour ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the battle was over, Lu Bu reached out and wiped the blood on his face, and ordered Li Yan to gather the cavalry.

Zhao Yun listened to the reports of casualties by his subordinates, and his face was a little ugly. He just heard that Feiqi lost more than ten people and slightly injured dozens of people. It was also a sneak attack. Bai Ma Yicong lost more than forty people. This is still unprepared. The enemy is prepared, doesn't it mean that Bai Ma Yicong will definitely fall behind.

Zhao Yun keenly discovered that the flying horse had one more thing than his own horse, and he knew something about it. The role of this thing was certainly not trivial. He wanted to ask Lu Bu, but he was afraid that he might have touched the secrets of Bingzhou, so he had to ask questions. Temporarily put it in my heart.

The Yanghu tribe is considered to be a medium-sized tribe in the central Xianbei. After replenishing dry food on the spot, Lu Bu ordered the people to pile up all the corpses of the Xianbei and burned them through a large fire, but the grass in front of the tribe was neat and tidy. The heads of the Xianbei people were placed in the place, and it was a bit hideous when they came closer and watched.

On the few remaining tents, the eight big **** characters were particularly eye-catching.

"Zilong, how is it?" Lu Bu said, pointing to the eight tents lined up in the distance.

"My lord, why don't you change your home to a'strong guy'." Zhao Yun said.

L Bu nodded and said, "Zilong's words are true, come here, and replace the homeland with a'strong guy'. Um, if you break my strong guy, you will be punishable even if it is far away, not bad." L Bu was contented.

Guo Jia on the side couldn't help but let the cavalry write, not to mention how awkward the ugly character was, but Lu Bu and Zhao Yun were still discussing seriously.

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