Rebirth of the God of War Lu Bu

The current grassland is the territory of Xianbei. Even if there are counselors like Guo Jia in the army to help, the flying cavalry soldiers have to be careful. Although the Xianbei people attack the Han territory in a large scale, how can every tribe in Xianbei not be young and strong?

These tribes know their whereabouts, and I'm afraid they can afford it without the Xianbei army returning for reinforcements.

The Yanghu tribe's desperate resistance was vividly remembered by the flying knights. The armor gave them great protection, but the Xianbei people went crazy, which was really scary. They didn't want the Xianbei people to know their whereabouts.

For several days, the flying cavalry continued to fight on the prairie. In order not to be discovered by the Xianbei people on the grassland, they stayed day and night, and the scouts paid close attention to the surrounding situation.

"Lord, the tribe in front of me is one of the largest tribes in the central region, with more than 30,000 people." Dian Wei's eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light.

"More than 30,000 people, not bad." Lu Bu licked his lips, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

The continuous running around made Guo Jia, who was a little frail, look even paler. He was also a determined person and did not want to be embarrassed in front of a group of soldiers, so he could only persevere; but when he raided Xianbei, he had a different attitude.

You know, if we really attack the royal court of Danhan Mountain, this will be a significant event in history. There are no literati who don’t have the same name.

After the death of Tan Shihuai, although the royal court of Danhanshan declined, it still represented Xianbei and was the representative of the highest power of Xianbei, which had special significance to the Xianbei people.

"Is there any good plan for filial piety?" Lu Bu asked habitually.

"Sir, there are more than 30,000 people in Xianbei here. They must be defeated in the shortest possible time. Otherwise, once the Xianbei people respond, we will be doomed. Moreover, this attack will definitely leak information about our army.

It is impossible for our army to annihilate all the tribes." Guo Jia first analyzed.

Zhao Yun on the side also praised in his heart when he heard this, and looked at Guo Jia with some attention. Anyone who saw such a gentle scholar appearing on the battlefield would feel contempt.

However, these days, Guo Jia used his tenacity to impress the flying knight soldiers and Baima Yicong.

"To capture the thief, capture the king first. The leader of the Xianbei tribe usually has his tent in the center of the tribe. As long as he is killed as quickly as possible, the rest will not be a concern. Even if he mounts his horse as a soldier, each of them will fight alone.

, with flying cavalry and white horse Yi Cong's elite, it will be easy to break them." Guo Jiaxin said.

Lu Bu's eyes lit up. The Xianbei people without their leader were no longer lambs to be slaughtered under the bloody butcher's knife.

"Zilong, Dianwei, the three of us go forward and rush directly into the Xianbei tribe and kill their leader." After saying this, Lu Bu turned his attention to Guo Jia, "I also ask Fengxiao to sit in the rear and dispatch the army."

Guo Jia cupped his hands and said, "It is my duty to do so."

Zhao Yun cupped his fists and said: "I am willing to fight to the death with the general!"

Nabutuo is the chief of the Nanyu tribe. He got the news yesterday that the Yanghu tribe was massacred. The bloody characters on the tent told the Xianbei people that the Han army had entered the grassland. As a famous large tribe in central China, that

Bu Duo himself is a warrior, otherwise he would not have become the clan leader in his thirties.

Xianbei in the central region sent troops to Yanmen Pass, and the Nanyu tribe sent many troops. At this time, there were only a thousand cavalry in the tribe at most. The Han people must have a lot of people to slaughter the Yanghu tribe.

Na Buduo, who was thinking about how to find this Han cavalry, suddenly heard the shouts coming from outside the tent. He listened carefully and his expression changed drastically. The rumbling momentum could only be achieved when the cavalry charged. It was already late at night.

, facing such a surprise attack by the Han cavalry, the Nanyu tribe would suffer great losses.

"Han army, Han army cavalry are coming, they are demons." A Xianbei man shouted as he ran away.

Nabuduo put on his bow and arrow, shot the shouting Xianbei people with one arrow, and said with a low expression: "We are the warriors of the grassland, kill all the Han troops!"

Na Buduo's sonorous and powerful words made the chaotic Xianbei people find their backbone, and they all moved closer to Na Buduo. A sneer appeared on Na Buduo's face, and he secretly said: "As long as there are a sufficient number of cavalry, he dares to lead

They fought back for a while."

Suddenly, Nabu Duo's eyes tightened. A Han general, holding a painted halberd, rode towards him. On his left was a young general holding a bright silver gun. His marksmanship was elusive. On his right was a big man holding a double halberd.

, with a body like an iron tower and quite impressive power, these three people directly tore apart the Xianbei people's camp and charged in his direction.

"Meet the enemy!" After a brief period of shock, Nabuduo regained his confidence and calmness. In terms of riding skills, he did not believe that the Han army could match the Xianbei people. No matter how brave the three of them were, what would they do once they fell into a sea of ​​people?

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, it will be in vain.

The speed of the war horse was getting faster and faster. Lu Bu, who had a stern expression, dropped the halberd in his hand. A Xianbei man who was approaching was knocked off his horse. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Dian Wei, who was holding a double halberd, opened his bow from left to right, killing everyone who came close.

The efficiency of killing enemies is even higher than that of Lu Bu.

Even the Xianbei people who roamed the grasslands had never seen such a formation, and something called fear grew uncontrollably in their hearts. They were human beings too.

Na Buduo was a little panicked and ordered the Xianbei people to come forward. From the movements of the Han cavalry, he saw the opponent's intention. Only by saving his life could he keep the Han cavalry.

Putting on the bow and arrow, Nabu Duo aimed at the figure in the distance, with a sneer on his lips. Although a sneak attack with an arrow was somewhat dishonorable, but now that the situation was critical, he couldn't care so much. He judged that the figure holding a painted halberd

The general is definitely the leader of the Han army. Only by killing the opponent's leader can the Xianbei people have a way to survive.

With the advantage of stirrups, the flying cavalry exploded up and down with combat power that shocked the Xianbei people. Although the Xianbei people were brave in individual combat, the flying cavalry soldiers focused on cooperation and forcibly tore a hole leading to Nabutuo in the midst of heavy siege.

Lu Bu, who was fighting, suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. His experience of walking on the edge of life and death for many years told him that there was danger.

Glancing at the battlefield, Lu Bu saw Bu Duo's arrow coming out of his hand and heading in his direction.

With a wave of the halberd, the arrow deviated from the direction and hit a Xianbei soldier. Lu Bu glanced coldly at the Buduo in the distance. The halberd flew around and blood spattered everywhere.

Nabu Duo was shocked. In terms of archery, among the Xianbei people in central China, very few people who were targeted by him could dodge. The attack by the Han army general just now was just right, and the arrow hurt his own soldiers.

, with such strength, few people in Xianbei can match it.

With a prancing horse and a halberd in hand, Lu Bu looked at Nabu Duo, who was standing under the tribal flag and giving constant instructions, his eyes becoming colder.