Huang Zhong was seriously injured by Tan Shihuai last time. After Hu Yun's expert treatment and recovery, his strength rose instead of falling. He had faintly touched the barrier of another level above the Martial Saint.
Just now he could see clearly in the formation that Lu Bu, who was more than ten years younger than him, had reached the same level. If Liu Bian had not used the wheel warfare method, no one here except himself could be his opponent.
Even though he was on the battlefield, Huang Zhong was determined to have a fair fight with this rare opponent, in order to trigger the inspiration to make further progress in the fiercest battle.
However, everything is different at this moment. When the two armies are fighting, they should not be tired of deceit. It is the best military strategy to use all possible means!
With a little regret of missing out on a well-matched opponent, Huang Zhong urged his horse to cross the formation. The horse was not slow or fast, and an ancient moon elephant trunk knife was slung behind his back. Before anyone arrived, a wisp of mysterious energy had firmly locked onto the man who was trapped and the horse was exhausted. Lu Bu.
Lu Bu relied on his subtle sense of energy to determine that the middle-aged general fighting on the opposite side was comparable to him in cultivation. He immediately cursed the princes in his heart for being shameless. Although there were such masters, they did not send them out early to give him a fair fight. They are using such despicable means to take advantage of others' danger.
"Nanyang Huang Zhong is here, Lu Bu must die!"
When the horse approached, Huang Zhong shouted loudly and raised his sword to attack.
The same "sand-sinking sword technique" was used in Huang Zhong's hands, and it showed a completely different situation from Huang Xu.
The long knife was swung out, and the force of the knife evolved into a surging river in the air, rolling and flowing with no beginning or end, and it was bound to destroy all obstacles and bury them in the sand at the bottom of the river.
Lu Bu reluctantly cheered up, and Fang Tian raised his halberd diagonally upwards. The halberd was as powerful as a dragon, and he swung his head and tail into the river where the sword's power evolved, trying to use overwhelming force to disrupt this invisible river flow.
If he were still in his prime, this attack would at least lead to a tie.
However, at this moment, he is exhausted from long battles, while Huang Zhong is a new force. Under the ebb and flow of one another, no matter how exquisite his moves and how mysterious his artistic conception, it is difficult to make up for the absolute gap in strength between the two sides.
Therefore, the mad dragon transformed by the force of the halberd barely created a little wave, and was annihilated and suppressed by the force of the sword. The long sword carried the mighty force of the river and slashed at it.
Lu Bu hurriedly raised his halberd to resist, but was struck by the sword and blood spurted out from his mouth. He and his horse retreated a hundred steps.
Before Huang Zhong could take advantage of the victory, he killed Lu Bu, who was already seriously injured.
"Ouch——"
Lu Bu suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long and shrill howl like a wolf howling.
What followed was that the three thousand Bingzhou wolf cavalry left behind by Lu Bu all raised their horns to the sky like a pack of wolves howling at the moon.
"Bingzhou wolf cavalry, slaughter thousands of miles with blood!"
Lu Bu's eyes were blood red, he raised his halberd high and shouted loudly.
"Bingzhou wolf cavalry, slaughter thousands of miles with blood!"
These elite cavalry who had followed Lu Bu in his rampage across the northern border of Bingzhou and killed the foreign tribesmen on the grassland with their heads rolling. Their expressions changed when they talked about wolf riding, and they were frightened when they heard the flying generals. They shouted in response, and then urged their horses to charge together.
Lu Bu naturally integrated into the charging formation of the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry. Although he was severely injured internally and exhausted his energy, he was still at the forefront and served as the vanguard.
The fighting spirit of the three thousand wolf knights turned into clouds and rose up. Then, under the guidance of Lu Bu, the leader of the army, they turned into a black giant wolf as huge as a mountain. It pounced on Huang Zhong opposite with its fangs and claws.
"Is this Lu Bu still shameless?" Liu Bian suddenly changed his expression, "I fought with him, but he bullied my teacher with the power of military formations!"
All the princes were dumbfounded, feeling that His Highness the King of Yan's method of confusing right and wrong really captured the spirit of Emperor Taizu Gao, who was born as a rogue in the market.
After Liu Bianxian followed the instructions of his adoptive father and seized the moral high ground, he hurriedly took out the gourd containing the "Yellow Heavenly Camel Dragon Soldier", opened the lid and tipped it forward. Suddenly, there were 1,080 two-foot-tall statues holding hand-held weapons. A big man with a huge sword appeared in front of the formation.
Then he urged the tiger he was riding to make a vertical leap and landed in front of the "Yellow Heavenly Camel Dragon Soldier". He pointed the bright silver dragon stick in his hand towards the sky, and the 1,080 "Yellow Heavenly Camel Dragon Soldier" bodies were covered with thick gold. Golden talismans appeared on the armor at the same time, and a layer of hazy golden light shrouded the outside of the body. The golden light rose upwards and turned into a golden cloud in the void.
He pointed forward with his long stick down, and a five-clawed golden dragon soared down from the golden cloud. As Liu Bian led the "Yellow Heavenly Camel Dragon Soldier" to charge forward, it swung its head and tail to face the giant wolf.
While one dragon and one wolf collided fiercely, Liu Bian's bright silver dragon stick and Lu Bu's Fang Tian painted halberd also made a fierce head-on collision.
The powerful forces of the two military formations clashed with the two generals as a medium. In the end, Lu Bu, who was almost exhausted, suffered a big loss. He was hit by Liu Bian with a stick and was unable to sit in the saddle. His whole body fell back like a shooting star. It flew for several miles and hit the city wall of Hulao Pass hard.
With this blow, most of the bones in Lu Bu's body were shattered, and they fell to the ground like a pool of soft mud, and he lost consciousness at that time.
As Lu Bu was seriously injured and dying, the giant wolves gathered by the three thousand wolf riders disappeared into thin air.
The golden dragon on Liu Bian's side was only slightly dimmed, but still had enough power to protect the already powerful and invulnerable "Yellow Heavenly Camel Dragon Soldier", pushing three thousand wolf cavalry all the way to death.
Seeing Liu Bian fighting all the way to the Hulao Pass, Dong Zhuo was frightened as he closed the gate and hurriedly ordered arrows to rain down like rain.
Liu Bian knew that his side was not ready to capture the powerful pass in front of him, so he just raised his head and shouted, "Dong Zhuo's thief, Quan has his head on his neck. I will come and get it myself in the future!" Then he turned around and left.
After the princes over there withdrew their troops and returned to the camp, they congratulated Liu Bian with various thoughts but did not mention it.
The Hulao Pass here is full of gloom and gloom.
Dong Zhuo sat behind the commander with a gloomy face, looking at the two rows of civil and military subordinates on the left and right, and asked in a deep voice: "The rebels are rampant, do you have any good strategies to defeat the enemy?"
All the generals saw Lu Bu's fate with their own eyes and asked themselves whether their own bravery or the power of the army was not as good as Lu Bu's. Going out to fight in the city was just a matter of death. At that time, they all shrank their necks and remained silent like frightened quails.
Li Ru, who was standing aside, saw that Dong Zhuo's face was getting more and more ugly. He stood up and raised his hands and said: "Prime Minister, the rebels are indeed powerful now. If our army uses all the strength to fight with them, the chance of victory is really limited. According to Confucianism, it is better to retreat. To advance.”
Dong Zhuo's face became slightly better and he asked: "How to make progress by retreating?"
Li Ru said: "We might as well stay away from the enemy for the time being, give up Luoyang and move the capital west to Chang'an. Although the soldiers of the princes are numerous, they all have different ambitions. When confronting our army, they have to fight together. Once the outside world is lost, Under pressure, internal chaos will inevitably arise and the situation will return to the situation of fragmentation. At that time, the Prime Minister can easily implement the strategy of combining vertical and horizontal lines, dividing them, and defeating them one by one!"
Dong Zhuo immediately turned from anger to joy, clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Wen You's plan is brilliant!"
Immediately ordered the arrangements for the withdrawal of troops and the relocation of the capital.
On the other side, Lu Bu's generals Zhang Liao, Gao Shun and others saw that Dong Zhuo never mentioned how to arrange the troops in Bingzhou, so Gao Shun stepped forward to ask.
Dong Zhuo said with a sad look on his face: "My son was seriously injured before the battle. I must personally take him to Luoyang to ask for famous doctors for treatment. Since you are members of my son's tribe, you should stay at Hulao Pass to help him die."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Liao, Gao Shun and others all changed their expressions, but when they saw the Xiliang generals stepping forward in unison, vaguely targeting the Bingzhou generals and surrounding them, they had no choice but to suppress the anger in their hearts and lower their heads to accept the order.
