Seeing Lu Bu and his remaining troops defending closely, Qin Mu sneered and ordered the assembly to reorganize.

All the knights were excited. Although the Kansai Heavy Warrior, although Lu Bu's reputation was not good, he was a famous warrior. To many people, he was a rare glory in his life. Before the war started, they were not very convinced and felt a little fantastic. Now Lu Bu only has dozens of remnants, and everyone is injured. Victory is already in their hands, and they are all very excited.

"A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and Lu Bu is Lu Bu. Don't be lucky." Qin Mu pinched his left hand hard, and just now he collided with Lu Bu head-on. Although Lu Bu was knocked away, half of his body was also a little numb. If it weren't for the stirrups leverage, he would definitely be dismissed. This made him realize that a tiger is a tiger, and even if it was about to fall, it still had the power to devour people.

He didn't want to sacrifice his life at this time.

"Here." The knights agreed in unison, eager to try.

"When he can hit the crossbow, he can shoot him first, then use a horse to hit it, pay attention to protecting himself." Qin Mu arranged the tactics and picked out ten knights of more than ones. There were no knights on the periphery of the horse formation, and then attacked with a spear and could not work, so he could only use a frontal collision. This was not difficult. The war horses formed a horse formation surrounded a circle, facing the side, and had no speed, so they could not withstand the collision. Be careful of the crossbows of the people in the formation counterattack, especially when Lu Bu was there. The knights understood it and agreed, put down their spears, raised their shields in their left hand, and shook their hands with their right hand.

After a little preparation, Qin Mu ordered another attack. The knights came out one after another, protected the face and chest and abdomen with shields, kicked the horse and accelerated, and headed straight for the horse formation.

Seeing this, Lu Bu roared with his last bit of strength and ordered his subordinates to tighten the reins of the horse to prevent the horse from escaping. The others took up weapons and prepared for the final counterattack. Qin Mu was a native of Guanzhong. Even if he was not famous, his basic cavalry attack skills would still be possible. By this time, the victory and defeat had been settled. The only difference was whether he could seize the opportunity to kill Qin Mu, die together, and let out this anger.

Seeing the opponent's knight raise his shield, Lu Bu's heart sank and knew that this wish would be disappointed. Qin Mu was surprisingly cautious and did not give him a chance to counterattack. And judging from the opponent's posture, he was going to hit him with a war horse.

"This is God's punishment for me!" Lu Bu sighed to the sky. "Ding Jianyang, you can rest in peace."

Song Xian and Hou Cheng looked at each other.

The sound of horse hooves became more and more rapid. Two knights rushed to the first place. Lu Bu held his long halberd tightly and was about to throw it out. Two crossbow arrows broke through the wind and hit his chest. Then, two galloping horses hit the side of the war horse blocking the front. The poor horse neighed with a sad voice, stood unsteadily, walked a few steps, and moved sideways with another war horse. Lu Bu, who was standing in the formation, was hit by the war horse and fell backwards.

The two knights took two steps back and dodged to the side. Two more knights rushed over and collided again.

"Boom!" The horse formation sunk again, and the war horse outside was hit twice in a row, trembling and falling to the ground, its abdomen was cracked, and its intestines were flowing out, and the blood was smelly and stinking to the nose.

"Boom! Boom!" Qin Mu's subordinates collided with two cavalry in a group, and they collided continuously.

The horse formation finally couldn't bear it, and two more war horses were knocked down. Lu Bu was pressed under the war horses and could not move. Song Xian, Hou Cheng and others cursed and counterattacked. Some shot arrows, some attacked with spears and halberds, but they were useless. Seeing that the horse formation was broken, the knights quickly stepped in and knocked Song Xian and Hou Cheng down one after another. The remaining knights were panicked, some resisted stubbornly and refused to surrender, some turned around and fled, while others fell to the ground and shouted for surrender.

Qin Mu and others ignored it, rode their horses and ran, trampling on Lu Bu's position over and over again, waving spears and swords, and harvesting lives. No one in the formation was still standing, and there was no sound of begging for mercy.

Lu Bu was dead. His legs were pressed by a war horse, he fell to the ground on his back, his chest and abdomen were broken by the horse's hooves, and he had deformed. His handsome face was still intact, with blood spilling out of his eyes, nostrils and mouth, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the sky, full of reluctance.

Song Xian and Hou Cheng were also dead. Like Lu Bu, they were trampled to death. The bodies were broken and mixed together, and they could not be distinguished clearly. After being trampled continuously by hundreds of cavalry, they had become a pile of flesh and blood.

Qin Mu let out a sigh, turned over and dismounted, pulled out his battle knife, stepped on the flesh and blood all over the ground, came to Lu Bu, cut off Lu Bu's head with one knife, then pulled out his long halberd, inserted his head on the halberd, and ordered people to cut off Hou Cheng and Song Xian's head, and took out Lu Bu's battle flag, and plucked the horse back to the formation.

When Ji Ling saw Lu Bu's head, he ordered people to beat the drum and report the message to the Central Army. Qin Mu took Lu Bu's head and rushed to report the merits to the Central Army.

Zhu Huan was overjoyed and ordered people to beat the victory drum to inform the entire army of Lu Bu's title of head. He also sent knights to hold Lu Bu's head and battle flag to patrol the entire camp. When he learned that Lu Bu's title of head, the soldiers of the army cheered in unison, and their morale was as bright as a rainbow.

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Zhang Liao gasped in big mouthfuls. Every time he took a breath, his lungs and throat would burn like fire.

He was exhausted. He led a thousand cavalry and was wiped out. Most of the thousand cavalry sent by Lu Bu to reinforce him had lost, with only a hundred people left by his side. Wen Chou still surrounded him and rushed over repeatedly.

Zhang Liao knew that he could not escape. His war horse had been injured. He had changed horses twice, one of which was the Jiangdong Knight's war horse, with stirrups. After experiencing the stirrups personally, Zhang Liao knew that there would be no turning point in this battle. The Jiangdong Army had an overall advantage from the beginning. With the help of stirrups, the knights could not only sit more steadily, have stronger impact, but also save labor and fight longer.

The longer the time is, the more beneficial it is to the Jiangdong Knights. When they are full of energy, the Bingzhou Knights still have the power to fight and lack physical strength. They can only become the opponent of the Jiangdong Knights massacre and have no power to fight back.

Wen Chou kicked the horse and strangled his mount. "Zhang Wenyuan, surrender, Lu Bu has been killed, you have proved your courage, and there is no need to fight again."

"Wen Hou..." Zhang Liao was a little confused and fought hard continuously, which made his thoughts not clear. He turned around and looked around, but he did not see Lu Bu's battle flag. The Jiangdong Army's infantry formation was cheering, and Lu Bu's name could be vaguely heard.

Is Lu Bu dead?

"Zhang Wenyuan, the King of Wu admires you very much. If you are willing to surrender, the King of Wu will be able to reuse you."

"King of Wu?" Zhang Liao turned his head to look at Wen Chou. After a while, he remembered that Wen Chou was talking about Sun Ce. Yes, he had a relationship with Sun Ce back then. At that time, Sun Ce was just a Central Army General who had just taken over Nanyang. He was also a Central Army General. The two were equally matched. A few years later, Sun Ce had become the King of Wu, but he became Sun Ce's captive? "Haha, do you want me to surrender?" Zhang Liao laughed.

"You don't have to worry. The King of Wu is good at using people and will not dislike your identity. The King of Wu is a surrendered general, and I, Wen Chou, have been trusted by the King of Wu over the years and can show my talents. The King of Wu is in charge of Liaodong, but I, Wen Chou, is not talented, and I, is not in vain for the generals of Zhou Gongjin. The King of Wu expects you to be high. If you can surrender, your future achievements will be no less than me."

"Hahaha..." Zhang Liao laughed to the sky. "General Wen, thank you for your good advice. But if I want to bow my head and give in, you have to capture me first. When I fought with the King of Wu, there was no victory or defeat. I am willing to fight with General Wen today. I wonder if General Wen can be able to appreciate his face?"

Wen Chou raised his eyebrows and immediately stood up. "Do you want me to fight with gambling?"

"Yes, if I win, please do not stop me and let my troops go to life. If I lose, let the general deal with it."

"Okay, one word is certain." Wen Chou nodded, raised his hand, called two personal guards, asked them to give Zhang Liao a war horse, and gave him some wine and food. "General Zhang is tired, please eat something, drink some water, and rest for a while. We will fight fairly."

Zhang Liao was not polite. He was indeed tired and hungry, and smoke came out of his throat and eyes. The war horse was injured and could not fight for a long time. He sat on the ground, swallowing a bite of cake and a sip of wine, and sweeping away the wind. Eating the cakes with meat and obvious sweetness, Zhang Liao sighed in his heart. The Jiangdong Army was not only equipped, but also trained, but also had a good food. Although there was sugar in this cake. Candy was a precious thing, and even the emperor had no chance to eat it. Every year during the Chinese New Year, Lu Bu would give some sugar, and he would give it a little to each person. How could he be as luxurious as the Jiangdong Army as military rations?

With such a huge difference in strength, how could the King of Wu not win? His Majesty gave a dying blow, but even if he lucky enough to win this battle, he would not be able to win the King of Wu.

While eating, Zhang Liao listened to the battlefield on the north side. It was too far away and he could not see anything, but he could vaguely hear the sound of war drums and shouts of killing. The emperor should not have been defeated yet, but it was only a matter of time. Wen Chou used two thousand elite cavalry to destroy two thousand Bingzhou troops, and lost less than 30%. Chen Dao and Yan Xing had three thousand elite central troops and five or six hundred armored cavalry. The emperor had no chance of winning with just two thousand Yulin cavalry.

What's more, there are Ma Chao who is on both ends of the rat and Dong Yue who is watching from the wall.

After Zhang Liao finished eating, he drank the remaining wine, stood up, wiped his mouth, turned over to the horse, lifted up his long halberd, bowed to the north, and turned to Wen Chou and said, "Please give me advice to General Wen."

While Zhang Liao was eating and drinking, Wen Chou also stood beside the war horse and ate, but he did not eat voraciously like Zhang Liao. He ate a little and added a little. He knew that Zhang Liao was at the end of his strength, and no matter how much he ate, it would be meaningless. Moreover, eating too much before the war was not a good thing. He turned over the horse and returned the favor to Zhang Liao with his spear.

"General Zhang, good birds choose trees to live in, good ministers choose masters to serve. The King of Wu practices the kingly way, and is not fighting for the wealth of one family, but seeking welfare for the people of the world. He hopes that the general will be able to rebel when he is lost, and abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"Don't say too much, defeat me and let you deal with it." Zhang Liao shouted and kicked forward.

Wen Chou held the spear in his hand, kicked and rushed forward.

The two halberds and spears intersected and fought at the same place. They did not hedge and quickly entered the battle. The two horses circled, the horse had a title and a ponytail, and fought back and forth. After a few rounds of battle, they saw that Zhang Liao's halberd was scattered, Wen Chou knew that Zhang Liao was exhausted, but he just insisted on his blood and courage. He shouted "offended", and the spear trembled, blocking Zhang Liao's long halberd, and slapped Zhang Liao's wrist with one spear.
Chapter completed!