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Wang Kuang waved his flag and turned to shout angrily, "Which soldier dares to meet the enemy?" Before his words fell, a burly general from the rear charged forward on horseback, declaring loudly, "I am Fang Yue, willing to take Lu Bu's head!"
Wang Kuang glanced back and saw that it was the renowned general Fang Yue from Hanoi. Clad in gleaming steel armor, he brandished a long spear that glimmered coldly as he galloped straight towards Lu Bu.
The two horses faced off, but before they could close the distance, Lu Bu let out a cold laugh and twirled his halberd to engage. In the center of the battlefield, the sounds of neighing horses and clashing weapons echoed through the sky as their weapons danced in deadly exchanges. Fang Yue thrust fiercely at Lu Bu's chest, but his attack was easily deflected by the halberd. With a thunderous roar, Lu Bu unleashed a swift counterattack; the halberd flashed with cold light as he struck back. Fang Yue screamed in agony as he fell from his horse, his chest pierced and blood staining the ground.
Lu Bu let out a long howl and charged forward with his halberd, Red Hare moving like a raging flame, unstoppable. Seeing their general slain, Wang Kuang's forces fell into disarray. He urgently commanded his soldiers to confront the enemy, but it was already too late. Lu Bu descended upon them like a tiger among sheep, sweeping left and right with his halberd, each strike resulting in splashes of blood. The Kuang army cried out in panic and scattered, their formation collapsing as the battlefield turned into a scene of carnage.
Wang Kuang hurried back to his ranks but saw Lu Bu pursuing him relentlessly, an aura of death surrounding him. His face turned pale as he shouted hoarsely, "Retreat! Quickly retreat!" At that moment, the sound of horns echoed from afar; Qiao Mao and Yuan Yi's forces rushed forward with banners blocking out the sky and drums thundering. Upon seeing reinforcements arrive, Lu Bu snorted coldly, pulled on Red Hare's reins, and turned his horse around while continuing to slay the remaining soldiers as he slowly retreated.
Wang Kuang's face was ashen as he gazed at the corpses and shattered weapons strewn across the ground, anger and fear intertwining in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly and muttered darkly, "The humiliation of today will be avenged in the future!"
Qiao Mao rode forward and asked solemnly, "Governor Wang, how is Lu Bu?"
Wang Kuang sighed helplessly. "This man possesses unparalleled martial skills and strength enough to lift a cauldron; there is no one in our army who can stand against him. He is like a fierce tiger descending from the mountains—anyone who tries to block him will surely die."
Yuan Yi frowned and said, "If that is so, how can we break through Tiger Prison? Have other lords arrived?"
News returned to the allied camp that all remaining lords had gathered; the tent was filled with noise. Wang Kuang reported on the battle situation alongside Qiao Mao and Yuan Yi. The crowd exchanged glances; some gritted their teeth while others remained silent. Many were filled with deep apprehension towards Lu Bu.
Cao Cao stared intently at the map with a furrowed brow and murmured, "If we allow Lu Bu to rampage unchecked, we will surely find it impossible to advance. His single-handed bravery can suppress our eight allied armies; he is indeed a great threat."
Yuan Shao pondered for a moment before casting his gaze over everyone present. "While Lu Bu is indeed formidable, we are united in purpose; why should we fear one man's courage? Someone send word for all generals to discuss strategies for defeating this enemy."
The tent gradually quieted down; however, an increasingly heavy atmosphere hung over them as everyone understood that this battle would determine their fate. Who among them would dare to raise their weapons against Lu Bu?
Just then, a young officer rushed into the tent to report urgently, "Lu Bu has reached outside the pass and is challenging us!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Shao slammed his hand on the table and declared sternly, "Since he dares to provoke us, all of you must unite against this villain!"
The Eight Route Lords responded to the order by donning their armor and mounting their horses, splitting into eight divisions to confront the enemy. The war drums thundered as troops surged towards Hu Lao Pass. From afar, they could see Lu Bu standing atop a high ridge surrounded by iron cavalry in formation with battle flags fluttering—like an iron wall.
"This man is incredibly bold to dare challenge our lords alone!" Mu Shun, a general under Governor Zhang Yang of Shangdang, could no longer contain himself. He spurred his horse forward with spear raised high and shouted angrily, "Let me take his head!"
Mu Shun galloped fiercely towards Lu Bu with spear strikes like dragons and an overwhelming momentum. However, Lu Bu merely smiled coldly as he raised his Fangtian Halberd. The two clashed for only a few exchanges before Lu Bu delivered a powerful blow; the halberd flashed with cold light as it pierced Mu Shun's throat. Blood sprayed forth as Mu Shun fell heavily from his horse—dead in an instant.
The lords were taken aback, halting their horses and exchanging glances in disbelief.
"Lu Bu is indeed fierce; who dares to step forward?" Governor Kong Rong of Beihai said with a serious expression. At that moment, his general, Wu Anguo, galloped out, raising a heavy iron hammer above his head and shouting, "Let me test this man's skills!"
Wu Anguo charged towards Lu Bu, swinging the hammer like a windmill as he aimed it down at Lu Bu. Unfazed, Lu Bu positioned his halberd horizontally, and as their horses brushed past each other, the blade of the halberd struck directly at Anguo's wrist. There was a sharp crack as Anguo let out a pained grunt, dropping the iron hammer to the ground. He gritted his teeth against the agony and turned his horse around to flee back to his own lines.
"Shameless thief! Do not think you can escape with your life!" Lu Bu sneered, spurring his horse to pursue, his halberd aimed at Wu Anguo's back.
At this critical moment, the Eight Route Lords' army surged forth, the sound of war drums echoing through the air as countless arrows whistled towards Lu Bu, forcing him to rein in his horse and retreat. With a cold snort, he turned back to the high ground to regroup.
Once the army settled down, Yuan Shao and the others returned to their camp, each face etched with concern. The atmosphere inside the tent was tense; everyone understood that Lu Bu's might had already instilled fear in their hearts. Finding a way to break through became an urgent matter.
After pondering for a moment, Cao Cao stood up and said solemnly, "Gentlemen, if this continues, morale will surely falter. Although Lu Bu is strong, he is still but a man. If we Eight Route Lords unite our efforts and devise a good strategy together, we can surely defeat this enemy. Capturing Lu Bu will render Dong Zhuo as easy to deal with as paper!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere lightened slightly. Yet a deep sense of crisis still lingered in the tent, as if at any moment Lu Bu's shadow would loom over them again.
Just as the lords were fervently discussing strategies, a military scout rushed in with urgent news: "Lu Bu is leading his troops to challenge us again!" Yuan Shao was furious and slammed his hand on the table as he stood up. "Gentlemen, follow me to battle!"
Hearing this command, all the generals quickly donned their armor and prepared for battle. The Eight Route Lords lined up their troops at the front lines. The sound of war drums thundered while banners fluttered in the wind; the ground shook like thunder.
Suddenly, Lu Bu on his Red Hare appeared like a red shadow racing from the enemy ranks. His Fangtian Halberd glimmered coldly in his hand as he charged forward with murderous intent. He led the charge alone while behind him followed a tide of iron cavalry.
"Presumptuous!" Gongsun Zan glared fiercely and brandished his long spear as he galloped out to confront Lu Bu. The two met in combat; their weapons clashed with a resounding metallic ring that shook the heavens. Both sides' blades flashed dangerously as soldiers around them hastily retreated in fear.
As their horses crossed paths, Lu Bu sneered coldly and swept his halberd through the air with a sharp whoosh. Although Gongsun Zan was strong, under Lu Bu's rapid assault he was forced back several steps. Realizing he was no match for Lu Bu, he pulled on his reins to retreat.
"Thinking you can escape?" Lu Bu scoffed as he squeezed his legs against Red Hare; the horse surged forward like lightning, chasing after Gongsun Zan like an arrow.
Seeing the distance between them closing rapidly, Gongsun Zan's heart raced like thunder. He glanced back only to see Lu Bu raising his Fangtian Halberd aimed directly at his back. In a panic, he urged his horse onward but realized escape was nearly impossible; fear washed over him.
At that critical moment came a voice like thunder: " A Slave to Three Masters! Do not flee! People of Yan Zhang Fei is here!"
The roar echoed across the battlefield and startled Lu Bu momentarily. Turning to look, he saw a fierce warrior charging forth on horseback. This man stood nine feet tall with wide-open eyes and bristling whiskers; wielding an Eighteen-Feet Serpent Spear, he radiated an overwhelming battle spirit. His warhorse galloped fiercely like a whirlwind and positioned itself firmly between Lu Bu and Gongsun Zan.
Lü Bu let out a cold laugh, sparing Gongsun Zan, and with a flick of his halberd, he charged straight at Zhang Fei. "You've got some guts; come and die!" he taunted.
Zhang Fei, brimming with bravado, spurred his horse forward. The Eighteen-Feet Serpent Spear shot out like a venomous dragon emerging from the sea, aimed directly at Lü Bu's face. " A Slave to Three Masters, watch me turn you into a beehive!" he shouted fiercely.
Lü Bu was not to be outdone; he wielded the Fangtian Halberd like lightning, deflecting the serpent spear and immediately countering with a thrust aimed at Zhang Fei's chest. The two weapons clashed with a deafening clang, the sound echoing across the battlefield. The soldiers surrounding them were awed by their fierce presence and dared not approach.
In the center of the battlefield, Red Hare and Zhang Fei's steed danced in a whirlwind of motion, their neighs piercing the air. The Eighteen-Feet Serpent Spear twirled like a dragon in flight, while the Fangtian Halberd descended like a fierce tiger. Each strike was lethal, neither side giving an inch. Dust swirled around them as blades flashed like lightning, obscuring the sun.
After exchanging over fifty blows without yielding an inch, Guan Yu, watching from afar, chuckled loudly. "Though my second brother is brave, Lü Bu's strength is astonishing. Allow me to lend my aid!"
Before he finished speaking, Guan Yu galloped forward, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade glinting ominously in the sunlight. He charged into the fray and swung his blade down with a roar, the wind howling as it sliced through the air toward Lü Bu's flank.
Startled, Lü Bu quickly raised his halberd to block and shouted angrily, "Guan Yu! You red-faced man dare to join the fray?"
"I want to see if Lü Bu is truly as invincible as the rumors say!" Guan Yu replied solemnly, unleashing three swift strikes with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade that pressed hard against Lü Bu.
At that moment, Liu Bei observed from a distance that his brothers were still unable to subdue Lü Bu. Realizing he could no longer stand idly by, he urged Yellow Mane Horse forward, Twin Sabers in hand. "Xuan De has come to test Lü Bu's Fangtian Halberd!" he declared loudly.
Lü Bu snorted coldly; facing the three-pronged assault did not faze him at all. He blocked Zhang Fei's serpent spear with his left arm while parrying Guan Yu's Green Dragon Blade with his right. Suddenly spinning away from Liu Bei's Twin Sabers behind him, he wielded the Fangtian Halberd with such precision that it created an impenetrable defense.
The three horses circled and battled amidst flying sand and stones, leaving everyone dazzled by the chaos. Blades clashed against blades and spears against halberds, igniting countless sparks as if thunder itself were roaring across the heavens, sending shivers down the spines of all nearby soldiers.
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