As soon as the words fell, the two men urged their horses to speed up almost at the same time, turning into two streaks of lightning, one black and one white, and rushing forward.
The sudden acceleration of the horse's hooves' sounds and the sharp sound of breaking through the air were getting closer and closer. The noise was so loud that Zhang Er and his companions, who were already uneasy, could no longer ignore it and instinctively turned their heads to check.
This look back is incredible.
Two killing gods had appeared behind them without them noticing when. How could the already anxious people not be frightened to the point of having their hair stand on end and their bodies frozen
Zhang Er was riding his horse and running in the front. Suddenly he heard people gasping in shock from all around him, and a bad premonition came to his mind.
His hands holding the reins were shaking and his teeth were chattering.
The sharp cold wind had blown out tears in his eyes, blurring his vision, but he still seemed unaware and slowly turned his head to look.
Just a simple glance was enough to scare the hell out of him.
—The infamous and murderous King of Western Chu, Xiang Yu, and his beloved general named Lu, who was rising in reputation and loved to wear a pheasant-tail crown, were each riding their divine horses, with a clear goal in mind, and heading straight for him!
How could the fine horses he rode against the speed of the black horse and the jade lion that could travel a thousand miles a day on the snow
In just the time it took him to blink, the distance between him and the two horses was ruthlessly shortened.
The closer we got, the clearer we could see the faces of the two men chasing us: they were both tall and slender, with long limbs, their upper bodies covered in silver armor leaning slightly forward, one hand holding the reins calmly, and the other hand holding their most handy weapons.
Xiang Yu naturally held the Overlord Spear, which he was most proud of and which weighed 112 pounds and had carried him through many battlefields.
His brows were as cold as frost and snow, and his whole body was filled with boundless murderous aura, which captured the hearts of the riders and made them dare not to fight him.
And Lu Bu, riding on a snow-white jade lion, has a young and handsome face that is no less sharp than that of the Overlord, and is filled with murderous intent.
Two pheasant tail feathers were flying wildly up and down, and in his hand he held an extremely gorgeous Fang Tian Huaji, the blade of which was shining like snow.
A mighty tiger and a fierce tiger are attacking together. How can an old deer be a match for them
Zhang Er watched in despair and fear as the distance between himself and the two men kept shortening. How could he care about the road ahead
This also caused the mount to slow down a little in confusion, and when he blinked for the third time, the second evil star was already within reach!
Lu Bu didn't show it on his face, but in fact he was still brooding over the fact that he was at a disadvantage in the last hand-to-hand fight and that he owed Hanzi the help he needed for kicking the weapon rack away.
I have been thinking a lot about how to play to my strengths and avoid my weaknesses without leaving any trace, so that I can win back a victory over this fool before the day I leave the Chu army.
Now that he had a great opportunity, he was the one who took the initiative to propose a contest.
I am determined to take the life of this bastard Zhang and regain my prestige. How dare I be distracted for even a moment
Little did he know that the dull-witted idiot beside him was also aroused to the point of being extremely competitive because of the invitation to a fight from his only opponent in the world.
If there had not been this duel, heroes like Xiang Yu or Lu Bu would never have taken a mediocre general like Zhang Er seriously.
But at this moment, what Zhang Er represents is not just a simple head, nor the final decisive factor in the fight for the Central Plains, but it will determine who will be the winner in this contest between the two!
For these two people who claim to be invincible and arrogant, how can they not wake up to their full potential and try their best to win the victory!
Lu Bu knew that the Jade Lion's short-range burst of power was actually not inferior to that of the Black Horse, so he did not feel at a disadvantage in riding it, and was determined to regain the upper hand this time.
After finally arriving in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly exerted force with his right arm, swinging the Fang Tian Hua Ji like lightning.
At the same time, he subconsciously raised his breath and shouted: "You bastard, come and die!"
Xiang Yu never talked nonsense with his prey. He just focused on getting on with his way. When he was close enough, he would strike without blinking.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
The two men, both of whom were extremely brave and invincible in single combat, had equally sharp eyes and attacked almost at the same time, aiming at Zhang Er's most vulnerable part, the heart on his back.
The spear and the halberd were like thunder, striking forward fiercely!
A cold light flashed before his eyes, and Zhang Er knew that his death was approaching, and he raised his head in despair!
The cavalrymen under his command were so angry that their eyes were red with anger. They closed their eyes one after another, not daring to look at their leader who was doomed to die in the next moment!
“Ouch?!!”
Unexpectedly, what was heard the next moment was not Zhang Er's last wail before death, nor the dull sound of a lifeless body falling to the ground.
Instead, Lu Bu was caught off guard, and when the sharp blade of his Fang Tian Hua Ji collided with the Overlord Spear, which was also attacking with all its might and was determined to take Zhang Er's life, he was shocked and felt a sharp pain in his palms, and cried out in pain from the pain in his joints!
Not only were the people present stunned, he had never dreamed that a flood would flush out the Dragon King Temple and that one day his own family would collide with each other!
He saw stars and his palm was hurt and numb from the collision. For a moment, he could not exert any strength at all, and the halberd in his hand fell down uncontrollably.
Lu Bu became angry and cursed in his heart.
Damn it!
He glared angrily at the expressionless Xiang Yu.
What on earth did this fool eat to grow up? He is so strong!
At the same time, Xiang Yu, who was under tremendous counterattack, also suffered a considerable loss.
The arm he was exerting force on was paralyzed by the tremendous force brought about by the collision of the two weapons. For the first time in his life, even the Overlord Spear was almost knocked out of his hand.
Fortunately, he was stronger than the other two, and after the most severe paralysis, he managed to stabilize himself.
After tightening his grip on the Overlord Spear again, he didn't care about the numbness and pain in his right arm, and without hesitation loosened the reins with his other hand, bent his waist suddenly, and leaned forward.
He managed to catch the Fang Tian Hua Ji that had been shot out of his beloved general's hand by his Overlord Gun in mid-air before it fell to the ground. He then used his strong waist to throw the halberd back into his beloved general's hand like flowing water.
Lu Bu took the Fang Tian Hua Ji with a stern face, and without saying a word, he made a very beautiful move with his hand.
He didn't care that his arm had not fully recovered yet, and continued to stab towards the heart of Zhang Er, who was stunned by the sudden change.
—No matter who stabbed Zhang Er to death first or later, in Lu Bu's heart, the outcome of the battle had actually been decided.
Zhang Er was still killed by the combined attack of a spear and a halberd, and his body fell to the ground.
Lü Bu pulled the reins to stop his horse, raised his chin angrily, looked at the foolish Overlord with his tiger eyes, and said reluctantly: "This time, the king is more skilled."
Xiang Yu was slightly stunned, then nodded modestly: "Thank you."
After admitting defeat in person, Lu Bu became even more depressed.
This means that he will have to find an opportunity to win twice in a row before it can be considered a tie!
How can I make it so that this fool can't use his brute force and get beaten up badly
Lu Bu had a serious look on his face, and was still thinking hard with his head down, so he missed the faint smile on Xiang Yu's face.
While the two men were discussing the outcome as if no one was around, Zhang Er's surviving cavalry wanted to escape, but they did not dare to.
It is conceivable that no matter who moves first, he will be the first to face the power of two ferocious tigers.
Besides, the king had been killed in one... two strikes, so why should they continue to resist
It would be better to hope that the Overlord would be merciful and willing to let them go and give them a way out.
In this eerie silence, Xiang Yu seemed to be unaware of anything. He just stared at his beloved general silently, wondering what he was thinking.
As for the beloved general, he was sulking for a long time before he realized that there were a bunch of idiots around him. He couldn't help but get angry and said, "If you want to surrender and save your life, why don't you tie yourself up? Do you want me to do it myself?"
No one dared to even breathe a sigh of relief at this unreasonable request. They actually pulled their belts and did as they were told with bitter faces.
Although we cannot tie ourselves up, we can let others help us tie ourselves up.
So after a while, Lu Bu, with a gloomy face, hung Zhang Er's head on the side of his horse and led the long string of people back to Linzi City.
—Following closely beside him was a simple-minded Overlord who looked expressionless but in a very good mood.
They had not gone far when they ran into the Chu army, which was following the trail to find the king in great force.
Lu Bu felt relieved. After leaving all his troubles on others, he leisurely returned to the barracks.
As soon as he returned to the inner tent, he took off his battle robe, which was not stained with much blood this time, and his inner clothes as well. After standing naked in the open space and hastily washing for a while, he casually put on a thin nightgown, tied his belt carelessly, and lay down on the couch.
However, he had not been lying there for long before he was driven by the strange feeling in his chest. He sat up irritably and strode out of the inner tent.
Not having walked too far, he found a relatively clean patch of grass in the camp and lay down on it carelessly, looking up at the gradually whitening night sky and the increasingly dim stars, letting his thoughts fly.
He knew that once Zhang Er died, Linzi City would collapse without a fight.
The ridiculous anti-Chu alliance collapsed completely, and the Chu army no longer had any rivals in the world.
All that was left was to hang up Zhang Er's head, send out a strong force, and use both soft and hard tactics. This would surely soon pacify the remnants of Zhang Er's forces who were still resisting.
Lu Bu picked up a piece of wild grass he had picked up and chewed it unconsciously. An unbearable bitter taste instantly spread in his mouth.
He cursed it secretly, and spat the broken grass out. He simply stretched out his arms, folded his palms behind his head, and used them as a pillow comfortably.
Lu Bu, who was preoccupied with his worries, had no idea that his already messy pajamas had been made even more messy by those brutal actions just now.
As soon as he raised his arms, the belt around his waist fell apart and completely loosened.
The nightgown was wide open, barely covering the lower body, while the upper body was completely exposed.
His skin, which he himself disliked and was dazzlingly white even at night, combined with his beautiful muscles that were well-proportioned, tight, solid, and with smooth lines, were now exposed, attracting great attention.
However, no matter how shiny and glossy the colorful fur is, it is still from the body of a ferocious tiger.
The patrolling Chu soldiers passing by secretly cast envious or amazed glances, but they did not dare to stay for long for fear of angering General Lu.
Lu Bu opened his heart and felt the comfort of the night breeze, but he had no idea that his skinny figure, which was undoubtedly much inferior to the solid muscles he would develop hundreds of years later, was also attracting a lot of attention.
His face was expressionless as he stared at the stars that filled the sky, and he picked one that was barely bright enough to stare into.
Knowing that he was in the Chu army camp which was absolutely safe, he unconsciously lowered his guard and let his thoughts wander, so he did not notice the heavy footsteps approaching his ears.
It was not until his vision suddenly went dark and he was covered by a coat that fell from the sky that he sat up with a somersault as if he were scalded by hot soup.
He ripped the coat off his body fiercely and asked fiercely, "Why, who dares to pick a fight with me?"
As soon as the words fell, the momentum turned into confusion.
Lu Bu met the foolish king's scorching gaze full of anger inexplicably, and had no idea how this reckless man, who had just been fine, could have such a dark look in an instant.
Who on earth is this blind bastard who dares to provoke this guy with natural super strength
Lu Bu was angry and complained in his heart.
But he was so tired that he became the punching bag!
Lu Bu cleared his throat and said calmly, "Your Majesty, do you have any—"
Before he could even utter the word "matter", Xiang Yu interrupted him in a deep voice: "Put on your clothes first."
Lu Bu opened his eyes wide in confusion, but did as he was told.
Seeing that his beloved general was finally wrapped up, Xiang Yu's gloomy face lightened up a little, and he added lightly: "It's cool at night."
Lu Bu said "Oh" nonchalantly.
While he was hesitating whether to stand up, Xiang Yu sat down without saying a word.
Lu Bu was filled with even more doubts.
The overall situation has been decided, and for a taciturn person like Xiang, the top position in the world is within his reach.
Why does he look so unhappy
He was still trying to figure out the strange thoughts of this fool when Xiang Yu spoke first.
The tone was nonchalant, but the question was a strange one that made no sense: "The rest of the affairs will be handled by Zhongli Mei, and you can return to the capital tomorrow... Will Fengxian send someone back to pick up his family?"