The next day, Lu Bu came out of the camp. In order not to be discovered by the Yellow Turban soldiers on the city walls, Lu Zhi and Liu Guanzhang had already led 450,000 troops to Wei County last night. The camp of 500,000 soldiers only had 90,000 people, and it looked empty.
" My Lord, this is…" Chu Feiyun came in front of Lu Bu and looked around curiously. He did not know why the camp was so empty overnight.
"Don't ask anymore. Everything will go on as usual.”Lu Bu shook his head. The whereabouts of the army had to be kept a secret. Ever since he had met the Liu, Guan, and Zhang brothers yesterday, he had been holding back a ball of fire. The killing intent in his body could not be suppressed and spread out. Ordinary soldiers did not dare to approach him.
Suddenly remembering something, Lu Bu turned around and called out to Chu Feiyun,""Wait, send someone back to Nanpi and inform Xu Ning to attack the surrounding counties and occupy the entire Bohai Sea as soon as possible!”Almost a month had passed, and Nanpi's army should have reached its maximum limit. Lu Bu's reputation had reached 1.5 million after days of fighting. Would it be enough to conquer the entire Bohai Prefecture?
"Yes, sir!" Chu Feiyun responded and hurriedly sent someone to pass on the order. Lu Bu himself came to the camp gate. Every day at this time, he should have gone out of the camp to call for battle. He did not want those Yellow Turban thieves to see through him.
At the entrance of the camp, the 5,000 cavalrymen had already gathered and were waiting for Lu Bu to arrive. The soldiers looked at Lu Bu with deep admiration, and when they saw him, they immediately straightened their backs.
"Let's go!" Lu Bu coldly waved his hand. The 5,000 cavalrymen had been following him for almost a month, and there was no need to talk nonsense to boost their morale. The 5,000 cavalrymen all had cold expressions on their faces. Under Lu Bu's command and the envious gazes of many infantry, they flew towards Guangzong City.
"General, look! There are Yellow Turban soldiers ahead!”One of the deputy generals beside Lu Bu suddenly pointed ahead and shouted. A bloodthirsty look flashed in his eyes as he licked his lips with his scarlet tongue.
In fact, Lu Bu didn't need him to say anything. With his eyesight, he had already seen the Yellow Turban army. A large number of Yellow Turban soldiers were rushing over. He couldn't help but feel nervous. Could it be that the other party already knew that Lu Zhi's army was not here?？His blade-like gaze kept sweeping over the Yellow Turban Army that was surging over. Judging from the size, there were at least 100,000 soldiers, or even more.
However, Lu Bu did not stop and continued to charge forward. So what if he had 100,000 soldiers? " I, Lu Bu, can still kill my way back and forth in there. Whether they know that the camp is empty or not, I must hold them back. Otherwise, once these 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers approach the camp, they will easily discover the emptiness in the camp.
"Prepare the bow and arrows!" Seeing that he was only an arrow's distance away from the Yellow Turban army, Lu Bu suddenly waved his hand and took out his bow and arrows. He took out ten arrows from his quiver, and the steel bow was instantly pulled back to the shape of a full moon. There was no need to aim at all. He raised his hand and shot ten arrows at the enemy army like ten meteors that tore through the void.
" Xiu, xiu, xiu." The five thousand cavalrymen behind him also shot their arrows. Although these cavalrymen's riding and archery skills were average, this shortcoming was almost negligible when facing a hundred thousand Yellow Turban soldiers.
"Ding ding dang dang ~ chi chi ~"
To Lu Bu's surprise, almost all of the arrows shot by the five thousand men were blocked by the enemy. Only a few Yellow Turban soldiers who had rushed in front were unfortunately shot, but most of them had avoided their vital points. After a wave of arrows rained down, other than those shot by Lu Bu's ten arrows, the total number of Yellow Turban soldiers who had been shot dead was definitely less than a hundred!
Lu Bu's pupils constricted. What kind of army was this!？It was only now that Lu Bu began to seriously size up the 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers. Every one of them had a solemn expression, and it could even be said that they were fanatical. Even the Yellow Turban soldiers who had been shot by arrows just now were rushing over with cold expressions, as if they were not the ones who had been shot. The armor on their bodies was much better than the Yellow Turban soldiers Lu Bu had seen these days. The armor on each of them was at least something that ordinary high-level generals could wear!
Elite! They were definitely elites. Since when did the Yellow Turban army have such elite troops! Lu Bu frowned and waved his halberd. The 5,000 cavalrymen behind him immediately stopped in unison, and the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side also stopped. Lu Bu frowned slightly. With 5,000 cavalrymen, even with him leading them, they would not dare to charge straight at the 100,000 elites.
"I'm the Great Han's bandit commander, Lu Fengxian. Who dares to fight me?？”Lu Bu rode his horse to the front of the two armies, his cold gaze sweeping across the Yellow Turban elites. The momentum of the 100,000 strong army did not make him feel the slightest fear.
"What a valiant general!" In the Yellow Turban army, Zhang Jiao looked at Lu Bu, who was standing majestically in front of the two armies and not afraid of his 100,000 strong Yellow Turban warriors. His eyes lit up. However, this unflinching aura in the face of thousands of troops was definitely worthy of the title of Tiger General.
"Unfortunately, this person is a lackey of the Han Dynasty. In the past few days, he has killed 13 generals of our army! Godfather, we can't let this person live!" Zhang Jiao's disciple, Zhang Baiqi, urged.
"I know, but it's a pity that such a fierce general is willing to risk his life for the Han Dynasty. It's not worth it, not worth it! Thunderlord, Li Damu, Ba Zhang, the three of you go and fight with this person. He is brave and strong, remember to be careful!”Zhang Jiao casually picked out three first-class generals. They were the strongest among his 500 disciples.
"Don't worry, Master. We'll definitely cut off this thief's head to pay tribute to our dead junior brothers!”Over the past few days, many of the first-rate generals that Lu Bu had killed were Zhang Jiao's disciples. As such, it was easy to imagine how much Zhang Jiao's disciples hated Lu Bu.
Looking at the three First-class Generals charging at him, a hint of disdain flashed in Lu Bu's eyes. First-class Generals were no longer a threat to him, unless a dozen or so of them came at him together.
The three first-rate generals were not qualified for Lu Bu to take the initiative to charge. He just quietly stood there on his horse. He wanted to use the most straightforward method to kill these three Yellow Turban generals to intimidate the bandits!
"Kill them!" The Thunder God was definitely the fiercest. A few days ago, his nephew had been killed by Lu Bu with a single strike of his halberd. Then, he had been trampled by a large group of warhorses, leaving nothing behind. This caused the Thunder God's hatred for Lu Bu to soar to the extreme.
The Golden Back Mountain Slashing Saber slashed at Lu Bu with a fierce aura. The blade of the saber had a hint of yellow light. Lu Bu slightly dodged the blade, and at the same time, he placed his left hand on Lu Bu's wrist and twisted it.
Kacha ~
The Thunder God's hand twisted in a strange arc, and the Golden Back Mountain Chopping Saber was already in Lu Bu's hand. The blade slashed across the Thunder God's neck, leaving a trail of blood. The Thunder God's eyes were wide open, and his body followed the warhorse for over a hundred feet before he fell off the horse. His lifeless body lay on the ground, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Uncle-Master!" Zhang Bazhang had not expected his Martial Uncle to be killed in just a single exchange. His eyes turned bloodshot as he stabbed his spear towards Lu Bu. Lu Bu's halberd finally moved, clashing with his opponent's spear. With a powerful push, Zhang Bazhang's palm split open, and his spear flew out of his hand. Zhang Bazhang was shocked as he finally understood why his Martial Uncle had been killed in a single move. The difference in strength was too great.
Just as he turned around and returned to the main formation, a sharp force rushed toward him. Zhang Bazhang only saw a cold star gradually grow bigger in front of his eyes. In the next moment, he felt a pain between his eyebrows and his vision went black. He lost consciousness.
Lu Bu expressionlessly pulled the Heavenly Halberd out of Zhang Bazhang's face and looked at Li Damu, who was the last to charge forward. Li Damu did not expect that before he could get close, the Thunder God and Zhang Bazhang would be killed by Lu Bu in two moves. He could not help but feel terrified. The Thunder God and Zhang Bazhang were not any weaker than him. He had dared to charge forward when the three of them had attacked together, but now that the two of them were dead, he was the only one left. How could he dare to charge forward? When he saw Lu Bu's emotionless gaze, he quickly turned around and left.
How could Lu Bu allow him to escape? This was a matter of reputation, merit points, and points. The Golden Back Mountain Slaying Saber that he had snatched from the Thunder God flew out of his hand and turned into a half-arc, instantly piercing into Li Damu's chest. The tip of the saber pierced through his chest, and Li Damu suddenly felt his breathing become stifled. He wanted to breathe in, but he could not. His eyes bulged.
"General is mighty! General is mighty!"
At the rear, the 5,000 cavalrymen saw Lu Bu kill three generals in three moves. They raised their weapons in excitement and shouted wildly, their morale rising to its peak.
"Godfather, your son requests to fight!" In the Yellow Turban camp, Zhang Baiqi saw that three more first-class generals had died at the hands of Lu Bu. Hearing the roars of the Han army, his eyes could not help but spit fire. He turned to Zhang Jiao and asked for battle. He was a super-class general. In the Yellow Turban camp, other than Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Liang, there were only two super-class generals in the Yellow Turban camp: Guan Hai, the Yellow Turban's number one brave general, and him.
"No need!" Zhang Jiao looked around. After Lu Bu had killed the three of them, the morale of his 100,000 Yellow Turban Warriors had been greatly reduced. He had brought 100,000 Yellow Turban Warriors with him this time to catch Lu Zhi off guard. He didn't know that Lu Zhi was no longer in the camp. In terms of field battles, Zhang Jiao believed that 100,000 Yellow Turban Warriors could definitely defeat Lu Zhi's 500,000 soldiers. However, it was unrealistic to face the 500,000 Han soldiers with camps. Lu Fengxian must have informed Lu Zhi.
"Retreat." Zhang Jiao waved his hand helplessly. He had paid a huge price to recruit these 100,000 Yellow Turban Warriors. He couldn't waste them in a meaningless battle. Lu Zhi and Lu Zigan had great talents. If they were prepared, 100,000 Yellow Turban Warriors wouldn't be enough to break through the 500,000 elites of the Han army.
"Godfather!" Zhang Baiqi panicked, but Zhang Jiao didn't say anything. He ordered his troops to retreat into Guangzong County.
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