Liu Bei: My younger brother is a deity.

Chapter 76 Lu Bu is shocked

Just as Liu Bei and his party rushed out, they suddenly heard something strange behind them.

Liu Bei reined in his horse and looked back, only to see the Zhang brothers and dozens of Bingzhou wandering knights being entangled by Xianbei pursuers. Swords and spears were flying, and several people had already fallen from their horses.

Without hesitation, Liu Bei shouted, "Save them!"

He turned his horse around, brandished his spear, and charged backward.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei didn't say a word, and immediately followed suit, charging back into battle.

Liu Quan sighed inwardly and spurred his horse forward.

When Han Dang, Yan Rou, Yan Liang, Zhou Cang and the others saw that Liu Quan had also charged, they all spurred their horses to follow.

The two hundred wandering knights from Zhuojun brought by Liu Bei and Liu Quan reacted in different ways.

About seventy or eighty people followed without hesitation and charged forward.

Another fifty or sixty people hesitated, reined in their horses, and looked at each other.

There were still thirty or forty men left, who had already turned their horses around and galloped south.

Among the hesitant fifty or sixty people, some gritted their teeth, cursed "Let's fight!", and rushed forward.

The other half took advantage of the chaos to slip away and disappear into the crowd of fleeing soldiers.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that most of those charging forward were people who had previously trained with Liu Quan and Guan Yu.

Between life and death lies great terror.

Drinking and eating meat together and calling each other brothers in ordinary times is one thing, but when it comes to swords and arrows, it's another matter entirely.

As Liu Quan charged forward on horseback, he observed everything and secretly noted in his mind: "After this battle, it will be clear who can be used and who cannot."

Zhang Xun was drenched in sweat.

The blood and sweat on my forehead were mixed together, making it sticky.

The Xianbei people swarmed in from all directions, bringing with them swords, spears, and maces.

He used his spear to parry attacks from the Xianbei while protecting his younger brother beside him, but his strength was gradually waning.

He was filled with deep regret.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess, and I definitely shouldn't have brought my younger brother along.

If anything were to happen to A Liao, he would have no face to meet his parents in the afterlife, even in death.

Before the thought was even finished, a Xianbei cavalryman charged from the side, his scimitar slicing through the air and striking Zhang Xun squarely in the right shoulder.

Blood gushed out, and he groaned, nearly falling off his horse.

Seeing his brother stabbed, Zhang Liao's eyes almost spit fire, and he suddenly threw the short spear in his hand with all his might.

Although Zhang Liao was young, he was quite strong.

The short spear pierced the Xianbei man's chest, knocking him off his horse.

At this point, Zhang Liao was also out of weapons.

Two Xianbei cavalrymen, seeing that the unarmed boy was only a teenager, grinned and charged at him with their swords drawn, one on each side, hoping to take advantage of him.

Zhang Xun clutched his wound, feeling his strength draining away from his body.

He tried to raise his knife to block, but he couldn't lift his arm.

Watching helplessly as the two curved blades slashed towards his younger brother, he could only let out a hoarse, mournful cry: "A-Liao~ Watch out!"

Zhang Liao, however, was much calmer than his brother.

His eyes darted left and right, tracking the trajectory of the two curved blades. He had already gathered strength in his waist and abdomen, ready to dismount.

As for what will happen after his downfall, that's something we can't worry about right now.

Just as he was about to abandon his horse and roll off, he suddenly heard two sharp whooshing sounds.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The two arrows arrived almost simultaneously and pierced the backs of the two Xianbei men.

The two men paused for a moment, then fell headfirst off their horses.

Immediately afterwards, the bowstrings rang out in rapid succession.

Arrow after arrow.

It whistled as it shot into the Xianbei crowd.

One after another, Xianbei cavalrymen fell from their horses.

Every arrow hits its mark!

Zhang Liao looked up and saw the figure he admired.

"It's Brother Liu."

A man rode away on horseback, his bow drawn as full as a moon, his arrow flying like a shooting star.

Each time the string was loosened, a Xianbei man fell to the ground.

It was Liu Quan

At the same time, a thunderous shout rang out: "Zhang Yide of Yan is here!"

Zhang Fei charged in with his spear, and wherever the iron spear swept across, the Xianbei people were sent flying backward.

Guan Yu's horse was slow, but he followed closely behind and charged in. Wherever his long sword passed, men and horses were shattered. The scene was extremely terrifying.

Liu Bei, positioned in the center, wielded his iron spear, striking down enemy cavalrymen who attempted to approach.

Han Dang, Yan Liang, Yan Rou, and Zhou Cang also rushed in, brandishing their swords and spears, and surrounded the Zhang brothers.

Seeing his younger brother escape from a desperate situation, Zhang Xun was so moved that he almost shed tears.

Zhang Liao's gaze remained fixed on the figure constantly drawing his bow.

Liu Quan did not charge into the formation, but instead wandered around the perimeter, his arrows twanging, targeting the Xianbei people who were trying to flank Liu Bei and his men.

They scattered the Xianbei people and rescued the Zhang brothers and about twenty wandering knights from Bingzhou.

Before everyone could catch their breath, they suddenly heard cries for help coming from not far away.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw another group of Xianbei cavalry surrounding and fighting a group of people.

The group numbered about thirty, each one fierce and brave, but they were no match for the Xianbei, who outnumbered them tenfold. They were now squeezed into a low-lying area, and their situation was extremely precarious.

The leader, eight feet tall with a broad back and a powerful build, wielded an iron spear and charged left and right; it was none other than Lü Bu.

Without hesitation, Liu Bei shouted, "Save them again!"

He turned his horse and rushed forward.

Liu Quan sighed inwardly, too lazy to say anything.

They fired all the remaining arrows in the jar at once, taking down seven or eight Xianbei riders.

He then picked up the iron spear resting on his saddle and charged in.

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Han Dang, Yan Liang, Zhou Cang, and others were already bloodthirsty and followed without saying a word.

Lu Bu was in the heat of battle, swinging his iron spear in all directions, each strike bringing down a Xianbei man.

However, nearly half of his Bingzhou wandering knights had been killed, while the Xianbei people were increasing in number. Even though he was brave and invincible, he gradually began to feel the strain.

Suddenly, Wei Xu's joyful voice rang out beside him: "Haha, someone heard my cries for help! Someone's come to assist me!"

Lu Bu turned his head to look.

A burly man with a red face suddenly appeared from the side, his long sword slashing back and forth like a whirlwind. Wherever he passed, the Xianbei cavalrymen and horses were shattered, none of them able to withstand him.

"This red-faced man's explosive power is astonishing! He's incredibly strong too!"

Then, after the red-faced man killed more than ten people, his sword movements gradually slowed down, and his breathing became increasingly heavy.

Lu Bu raised an eyebrow, already having a plan in mind: "Although this man's burst of power is fierce, his endurance is far inferior to mine. If I were to fight him, I only need to avoid his sharp edge and guard his momentum. Once he is exhausted, I can launch a counterattack and victory will be assured."

Just as he was pondering this, another young man suddenly rushed in from the outer perimeter.

The boy was not particularly burly; in fact, he could be described as tall and slender.

Lu Bu recognized the young man as Liu Yuangu.

Although we haven't had much contact these days, the other person's appearance is just too easy to recognize.

He didn't pay attention at first.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

Liu Yuangu spurred his horse and charged into the enemy ranks, weaving through the enemy cavalry like a fish.

The spear in his hand seemed to transform into streaks of lightning, thrusting, thrusting, and thrusting again.

too fast.

Before the Xianbei cavalry could react, they were shot in vital areas and fell from their horses.

One shot, one kill; no hesitation whatsoever.

A Xianbei cavalryman raised his sword to strike, but he dodged to the side, and the blade of his spear smoothly sliced ​​across the man's neck.

A Xianbei man thrust his spear at him, but before he could even begin, Liu Quan's spear tip had already pierced the man's heart.

It flows smoothly and without any hesitation.

It was as if they weren't killing people, but dancing.

"Liu Yuangu's martial arts skills are incredibly powerful!!!"

Lu Bu was shocked!

What's even more terrifying is the opponent's stamina, which seems inexhaustible. He killed more than a dozen people without even breaking a sweat.