The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 232
Just when Xu Huang was sighing, Lu Bu had led Cheng Lian, Wei Yue, Song Xian, and Wei Xu to kill them.

How could the seven or eight personal guards surrounding the Qianzhang of the Xiongnu be opponents of Lu Bu and others, but they were killed by Lu Bu and others' swordsmen after only three strikes and five divisions.

"Wei Xu, go and take down the general flag of the Huns!"

Lu Bu lifted the black iron halberd upside down in his right hand, and held the rein in his left hand, and said to Wei Xu who was beside him proudly.

The death of a thousand commanders of the Huns became the last straw that overwhelmed the cavalry of the Huns rushing into the formation. These Hun cavalry, who were still showing off their power not long ago, all turned into frightened birds at this time, and even lost the courage to turn back.

Xu Huangce immediately stepped forward and said with a smile: "My lord often says that he will be the first to win the three armies bravely. It is true that there is no lie. Today, he encountered Hu Qi in the chaos of the army. He shot an arrow at the bandit chieftain and pierced through the lice. He is really a parachutist!"

Lu Bu smiled, he had been under Xu An's command for some time, and he knew Xu Huang's character, he was not the kind of person who rose to high positions only by flattery.

Moreover, Xu Huang is highly valued by Xu An. He is currently in command of the most elite soldier camp in the Yellow Turban Army. It is necessary to flatter Lu Bu.

Getting Xu Huang's approval put Lu Bu in a good mood, no less than shooting and killing the leader of the Xiongnu.

But just when Lu Bu was about to talk to Xu Huang, Cheng Lian's eyes froze, as if he had discovered something, and interrupted Lu Bu's words.

"Fengxian, look!"

Cheng Lian stood upright on his horseback, and he pointed to the distance and shouted eagerly.

Both Lu Bu and Xu Huang looked in the direction of his finger, and a tall black banner came into their eyes in the Huns' cavalry formation dozens of steps away.

Cheng Lian said anxiously: "This person should be the leader of the Huns! I will never admit the wrong style of this flag!"

The old generals of the Yellow Turban Army such as Xu Huang and Bai Rao didn't know the banners of the Huns, but people like Cheng Lian and Lu Bu who served in the army in Bingzhou and dealt with the Huns all the year round, how could they not know the style of the Huns' banners.

Lu Bu's heart was beating wildly. He knew that this was the banner of the leader of the Hun tribe.

However, at a distance of seventy steps, there are still so many Hun routs, as long as we drive the routs, hide among the routs, avoid the rain of arrows from the Huns, and approach the enemy general...

The merits of beheading the generals and capturing the flag, beheading the leader of the Huns tribe, will definitely be able to write a thick and colorful stroke on Lu Bu's merit book.

Moreover, Lu Bu was also a proud man. Xu An recruited him as a general, and he was promoted to general. However, apart from defeating the right formation of the Han army in the Battle of Fenshui, he had no other meritorious service, which made Lu Bu a little impatient.

First, Xu An rewarded him with a horse, and even handed over his own armor to Lu Bu.

The brocade robe that Lu Bu is wearing now outside his armor was also specially made by Xu Anming's tailor. Such kindness has already made Lu Bu, who had no hope of promotion in the past, very grateful.

Lu Bu turned his head to look at Xu Huang, Xu Huang also felt Lu Bu's rising fighting spirit, and he also knew that the enemy chieftain was close at hand, and the opportunity to kill the general and capture the flag was a god-given opportunity at this moment.

But Xu Huang hesitated a little. With this victory, the Xiongnu's thoughts of rushing to the battle faded away. As long as there was no too much commotion in the future, they could follow Xu An's opportunity and approach the Han army's camp.

The Huns on the left wing still have more than [-] riders, and the two of them have only more than [-] riders in total. If they rush forward rashly and accidentally fall into the enemy's line, I'm afraid it will be...

Just when Xu Huang was hesitating, Lu Bu had put away the black iron halberd, hung it on the saddle, and untied the magpie bow from the saddle.

Cheng Lian and Wei Yue each held long spears, while Song Xian and Wei Xu also untied their spears and exchanged their bows for bows and arrows.

And the generals Bai Rao, Gao Shun, Cao Xing, Hao Meng, Hou Cheng who followed behind Xu Huang also held bows and crossbows, eager to try.

The battle opportunity was fleeting, and Lu Bu took the bow and set the arrow, and he had already jumped out of the horse.

Cheng Lian and Wei Yue left Lu Bu's side with a few cavalrymen. The two of them, with their cavalry, drove the scattered Hun cavalry towards the direction where the Hun leader led the banner.

Seeing that Lu Bu had leaped away, Xu Huang couldn't help but tightened his grip on the long ax in his hand.

Countless fluttering banners of "Happiness in the World" also gradually unfolded to the maximum and stretched straight as the horses accelerated and galloped.

"drive!"

Xu Huang kicked the horse's belly, and Hualiu, who was already ready to go, immediately spread his hooves and galloped forward.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

Hundreds of armored cavalry behind them shouted in unison.

The cavalry led by Lu Bu and Xu Huang joined together again.

Lu Bu turned his head slightly to look at Xu Huang who was following him, and the strong wind blew up Lu Bu's brocade robe that was covered over the iron armor.

Xu Huang noticed Lu Bu's gaze, he just nodded without saying a word, everything was said in silence.

Lu Bu's gaze passed Xu Huang, looked at the Yellow Turban cavalry who was charging along with him, and looked at Song Xian and Wei Xu who were climbing up with him.

Countless horse heads are moving up and down, and the manes of the war horses are flying wildly in the strong wind.

"Heaven is dead!"

The cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army shouted hoarsely.

Lu Bu turned his head and looked at the black banner not far in front of him. Among the galloping horses, he felt as if he had entered a wonderful realm.

The sound of hunting flags fluttering in the wind, and the sound of hurricanes whistling by war horses gradually became indistinguishable.

"Huang Tian is standing!"

At this moment, the only clear thing in Lu Bu's ears was the voice of everyone shouting in unison behind him.

"Is this faith?"

I don't know why Lu Bu felt a little envious. He seemed to have faith once, but he had forgotten all about it for a long time.

He forgot his father's face, he forgot the appearance of his relatives, he only remembered fighting and practicing martial arts.

He only wanted to climb up, ascend to the high and unreachable position of general, let those who despised him disappear, slaughter more Huns, and regain his lost homeland.

Lu Bu didn't know when he had lost his faith.

Suddenly, he was a little scared. When Hao Meng persuaded him to escape when he was ambushed by the Yellow Turban Army, his first thought was indeed to escape alone.

It's just that he didn't let go of those robes who followed him through life and death.

"The age is in Jiazi!"

Fanaticism is contagious. When more than two hundred Yellow Turban cavalry shouted the slogan of the Yellow Turban Uprising, it also infected Song Xian, Wei Xu and others who were in the cavalry.

In the cavalry formation, they shouted loudly like ordinary Yellow Turban cavalry.

Roars came out from the throats of more than two hundred Yellow Turban cavalrymen, and they swept towards the cavalry formation of the Huns ahead.

"A mere two hundred riders actually want to attack my cavalry formation?!"

Bao Gexitu laughed back in anger. He had already spotted this group of bold Yellow Turban cavalry, but he did not retreat.

There are more than [-] cavalry on the left wing of the entire Xiongnu cavalry formation. If he is forced to retreat by the cavalry unit of the Yellow Turban Army, which is less than [-] cavalry, it will be a shame and a shame!
"Warriors of the Huns! Let these arrogant Han people suffer!!"

Bo Gexitu held his lance high and shouted loudly.

Countless Hun cavalry with their left coats on their sides, screaming fiercely, have already rushed away, facing the cavalry from the Yellow Turban Army.

(End of this chapter)