A street is separated by, or not a street, and the straw piles are separated by a short distance of five meters, but this distance seems to become very slow under the oppression of time and killing.

What is separated is the field of vision, and the sound of shouting and killing, the collision of weapons, and the sound of pain. Each sound echoes, conveying a panicking reality.

This is not a dream.

On the stone slabs on the long street, the blood flowed and the slabs dyed bright red. The bodies that became pale due to excessive blood loss were a pool of blood that had not yet dried up.

It should have gradually solidified and dried up under the action of time, but among the people who kept falling down on the street, fresh hot blood spilled again. So it gathered, and the blood resumed its flow, and under the action of the condensation of quantity, it continued to flow from high to low.

Bloody pits, big or small, appear on the street. The bright colors are reflected on the people hiding or fighting on the street, and the same colors appear in their eyes.

The colorful colors on the streets were left at this moment, with only one kind of blood-red blood.

Lu Bu swung his sword, and the blade drew a graceful arc and cut off a player's head. He rose into the sky with a burst of passion, and when he was at a very high place, he fell again, fluttering and turning into red mist.

The sword that was snatched from a player's hand had a small gap in the collision with the hard bones due to multiple slashes and slashes.

After this time, new gaps appeared, accompanied by cracks connecting several gaps. It is obvious that the sword is overwhelmed and may collapse at any time.

It may be in a collision with enemy weapons, or when the enemy's head is cut off.

Lu Bu swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his other hand for a month and a half, forcing the large group of players rushing towards him to retreat. Whether the players are willing or not, they must retreat. Those who do not retreat will either die or be disabled, or they will not have to retreat.

Several players who used weapons to block Lu Bu's Fangtian's painting halberd were covered in blood, and a hole broke out in the tiger's mouth, and blood flowed. Their eyes were still full of disbelief. If they hadn't experienced it personally, they would have absolutely no idea that there were people in this world who could be so powerful and overwhelmingly crushing dozens of players!

Yes, if it weren't for the impact of the front of Lu Bu on dozens of players, they would have been dead. There was still the result of other players sharing the burden, but every time, some unlucky players would be injured, or died tragically due to the fragmentation of the inferior weapons in their hands!

Lu Bu had no intention of leaving, and there was no follower of the Bingzhou cavalry behind him, so he could not have played any role alone. So he was waiting, waiting for the cavalry behind him, the cavalry blocked by straws to move out the obstacles and rushed over.

Lu Bu knew that Zhang Liao would definitely follow him as before and charge with him! This trust was accumulated in countless battles in the past, and with these enemies?

With these enemies, can they stop completely?

ridiculous!

While waiting, he kept moving the red rabbit horse under his seat without stopping for a moment. If he stopped on such a street, he would face more enemies every minute, and if he was surrounded, he would be enemies.

It is different when riding a horse. By constantly changing directions, you only need to face the enemy in front of you every time, as well as those sneak attackers who suddenly appear in other corners.

The long sword stolen by his left hand was prepared for those sneak attackers. As for the Fang Tian Hua Ji, it was to clear the way.

The red rabbit horse sniffed, and the damp and hot breath was spewed out. At this moment, the red rabbit horse had a liquid like blood on its body, but this was not the sweat like blood flowing out of the sweat-blood horse, this was the real blood!

When the blood splashed all over the ground, the red rabbit horse became stained with a lot of it, and the fur on its body became even redder. In addition, when carrying Lu Bu, several particularly unlucky players died by the red rabbit horse's hooves!

"Come on!" Lu Bu let out a loud shout like thunder, and the unrestrained contempt in his eyes showed his rebellious and contemptuous attitude.

The sword in his left hand twisted casually and shot down a cold arrow shot. After another swing, a player in the distance buried a long sword in his chest and fell down helplessly.

Although many players have a numerical advantage at this moment, they do not have a slight sacrificing or confident in their hearts. Instead, they have a lot of fear and doubt.

They have begun to wonder whether ants can pile up elephants to death! You must know that although there are many ants, as long as the elephant stomps its feet, countless ants will die.

At this moment, Lu Bu gave them the feeling that he was an elephant, and they were the tiny and fragile ants.

"Thirty steps forward and shoot arrows!"

When the players hesitated and doubted, the streets behind them suddenly sounded dense footsteps. They were accompanied by a full of shouts, and there were many whistlings, and the chilling sounds suddenly sounded like beeps.

"Swish swish swish swish."

The feathered arrows shot by the archers in the back row flew into the sky and fell straight away.

Although the landing point of the feather arrow was blocked by the straw pile that blocked the way, a moment later, the sudden wailing sound showed what kind of damage these archers' feather arrows had brought.

"The sword and shield hand takes three steps forward, push forward flat, and clear the enemies on the street!" The same order sounded again.

"Tread, step, step."

Three neat steps sounded, and a famous sword shield held the shield in front of his left hand and the long sword hidden behind his right hand, approaching the players who were shocked so much that they had not yet reacted.

Xu Rong, who led the team, finally arrived here. He had done a lot of homework in advance, so the complex streets of Luoyang City did not become an obstacle for him. He accurately arrived at the position where Lu Bu was fighting. This was also the location where Li Ru had set for Lu Bu in advance. As long as there was no change, he could only be here.

His eyes passed over the attacking soldiers, saw the straw and trolleys blocking the middle of the road, and understood how the Bingzhou cavalry led by Lu Bu was hindered here.

"Stop when the swordsman is inserted at the end of the straw pile, don't get entangled too much. Six people clean up the surrounding enemies, and four people come to block roadblocks!" Xu Rong issued the order decisively.

After that, he raised his hand and ordered the archers to shoot arrows again.

"put!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't care whether the archer would accidentally hurt the cavalry under Lu Bu's other side.

He didn't care, but he also cared. Because the distance after thirty steps was a little more than the straw pile that blocked the way. This cut-off distance was left by him for the cavalry of Lu Bu who were also moving the obstacles, avoiding greater damage to his side.

As for how many cavalry will be injured by feather arrows after this, it depends on your fate!
Chapter completed!