Liu Bei: My younger brother is a deity.

Chapter 77 Going Against the Grain

Lü Bu was known as the "Flying Tiger" in Bingzhou.

He made a name for himself by killing someone at the age of sixteen. He was skilled in archery and horsemanship, and his reputation for bravery spread throughout the border regions.

Now a seasoned veteran, he knows that on the battlefield, endurance is often more effective than explosive power.

Even the fiercest warrior, when exhausted from fighting, is nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.

He himself was an stamina monster; he could fight for half a day without feeling tired. Even after changing warhorses several times, he could still carry his spear and continue charging into battle.

That's why he was even more shocked.

Liu Yuangu looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old and not particularly burly, yet after fighting for so long and killing countless people, his face remained calm and his breathing steady, as if he possessed stamina no less than Liu Yuangu's.

The speed and power that burst forth in that instant were in no way inferior to that of the red-faced, long-bearded man.

He thought to himself that he was not capable of such a thing at his age!

"Just what kind of monster is this kid?" Lu Bu muttered to himself.

Although Lü Bu was distracted, his killing efficiency was by no means low.

Perhaps spurred on by Guan Yu and Liu Quan, his iron spear became even more formidable, leaving the Xianbei people no match for him.

The spears moved like dragons, thrusting, parrying, sweeping, and smashing, each strike bringing someone down from their horse.

His methods of killing differed from those of Guan Yu and Liu Quan.

Guan Yu was killed with a single, swift stroke.

Liu Quan's attacks are always precise and concise, hitting the vital points every time.

Lu Bu, on the other hand, was a pure crushing force of strength and speed.

The iron spear seemed to come alive in his hands, sometimes like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, sometimes like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

A Xianbei cavalryman stepped forward and was pierced through the chest by his spear.

He took advantage of the situation and made a move.

The corpse flew out and knocked down several people behind it.

The Xianbei people were terrified and began to avoid him.

But he wouldn't give up, chasing after them on horseback, his iron spear flying everywhere, leaving a trail of blood mist.

He killed more than twenty people in a row, but his expression remained unchanged and his breathing was steady. He felt comfortable all over, as if he had just warmed up.

Zhang Fei caught a glimpse of it from afar, his eyes widening in surprise. He muttered, "This fellow... could he be a bull in disguise?"

Liu Bei was also amazed, thinking to himself, "I thought Guan Yu was already a god of war among men, but I didn't expect Lu Bu to be even more powerful than Guan Yu. However, he is still not as good as Quan."

Having witnessed Liu Quan's "all-out" effort, Liu Bei knew that Quan was still holding back at this moment.

With three "enemies capable of defeating ten thousand men" attacking simultaneously, plus Zhang Fei, a "prospective enemy capable of defeating ten thousand men," the Xianbei were utterly routed, fleeing in all directions, crying out for their fathers and mothers.

Liu Bei reined in his horse, looked around, and saw corpses scattered everywhere, with blood flowing freely. He couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Fei, still not satisfied, cursed and said, "Why are those Xianbei dogs running away? I haven't had my fill of killing them yet!"

Lü Bu dismounted and bowed to Liu Bei and Liu Quan, saying, "Xuande, Yuangu, I will remember your life-saving grace today!"

Liu Bei quickly helped him up and said with a smile, "Fengxian, you flatter me. As fellow men of the Han dynasty, we should help each other out."

Lu Bu nodded, but his gaze involuntarily fell on Liu Quan.

Liu Quan was shaking the blood off his iron spear. With a gentle twitch of his arm, the thick iron spear vibrated with a "hum," and a mist of blood burst out from the spear, creating a stunning effect.

Lu Bu subconsciously imitated him, shaking the iron spear in his hand, but the spear only swayed back and forth, unable to do what Liu Quan did.

Liu Quan noticed Lü Bu's actions and couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to himself, "I'm using nanobots to vibrate my iron spear at a high frequency, what are you doing?"

To those around him, the smile appeared gentle and warm, a stark contrast to the cold ruthlessness he displayed when he committed the murder.

Zhang Liao secretly resolved that he would one day be like Brother Liu, able to talk and laugh freely on the battlefield.

The rescue of the Zhang brothers and Lü Bu's group delayed the process.

More and more Xianbei people came in pursuit.

Fortunately, this group of people was fierce enough to scatter wave after wave of Xianbei pursuers.

But they couldn't kill them all; there were simply too many Xianbei people.

Just as Liu Quan was considering whether to unleash his power and go on a rampage, the Xianbei people's horn suddenly changed its tune.

The overwhelming cavalry retreated like a tide, the sound of hooves fading into the distance, leaving behind only a battlefield littered with corpses and flocks of crows flying everywhere.

"What happened? The Xianbei have retreated!" Zhang Fei wiped the blood from his face, stared wide-eyed at the retreating enemy cavalry, and let out a long sigh.

Liu Quan reined in his horse and observed the Xianbei people's movements through the drone in the sky. He said in a deep voice, "Judging from the noise, the Xianbei people are heading west. I'm afraid they're going to deal with Tian Yan and Zang Min."

Lu Bu frowned and said, "Tan Shihuai is really bold. Isn't he afraid of his hometown being raided?"

Liu Bei couldn't help but shake his head and say, "Ah Quan had already guessed the Xianbei's tactics. No matter how many routes I take, they only come from one direction. It's a pity that we haven't received any reply to Lord Xia's message. I don't even know if he has seen it."

Lu Bu, Wei Xu, Zhang Xun, and others all looked at Liu Quan in astonishment.

Liu Quan didn't reply, but silently gazed at the blood-red sunset on the western horizon.

But fragments of information from the Pangu database kept swirling in his mind.

About 1,500 years later, another group of barbarians, using the exact same tactics as Tan Shihuai, routed the Han Dynasty's army.

What was that battle called in the historical records again?

The Battle of Sarhu?!

Liu Quan shook his head, pulling his thoughts back to the grassland before him.

Tan Shihuai was a ruthless and ambitious man, as was Nurhaci, but their tactics were nothing new, consisting of nothing more than "concentrating forces and defeating them one by one."

Unfortunately, the commanders of the Han dynasty repeatedly stumbled because of these eight words.

It's clear that arrogance has no place on the battlefield!

"Let's go," Liu Quan said. "The Xianbei are heading west, so we'll head north."

Northwards? Danhan Mountain?

Lü Bu's expression changed.

That kid has some nerve!

Liu Quan pointed to the shadowy figures behind them and said, "The Xianbei people haven't all left. They left at least three thousand cavalry to pursue the fleeing soldiers. Instead of fleeing south, we should go around to the north, to Tanhan Mountain, and leave a big gift for Tanshihuai."

Upon hearing this, the crowd reacted differently; some were excited, while others hesitated.

Liu Quan added, "I won't force you. Those who want to go south, go south; those who want to go north, follow me."

Lü Bu laughed heartily: "Yuan Gu has the courage of a tiger, I admire you, and I will follow you to cause some trouble."

Wei Xu, standing to the side, paled, inwardly screaming, "Brother-in-law, think it over!"

Liu Bei laughed and said, "We brothers will naturally advance and retreat together."

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Han Dang, and the others all nodded.

Zhang Xun hesitated, not because of himself, but because he was concerned about his younger brother Zhang Liao.

Seeing that his elder brother remained silent, Zhang Liao grew anxious and hurriedly called out, "Let's head north too!"

When Zhang Xun heard his younger brother speak, he gave a wry smile, then said seriously, "My right shoulder is injured, so I can't wield a spear, but I can still wield a knife with my left hand. I will definitely not be a burden."

Among the group of wandering knights, some chose to follow without hesitation; others hesitated for a while before also choosing to follow, probably due to herd mentality.

The final result was that everyone headed north.

Liu Bei loved this kind of scene where brothers did great things together, and he almost couldn't help but sing "The Ballad of the Knight-Errant" again.

Fortunately, they realized in time that this was a battlefield and they were fleeing for their lives, so they held back.