Lu Bu stopped Gao Shun and Wei Xu, ordering Ma Teng and Han Sui's troops to go and die as a last resort to wear them down.

At this time, Lü Bu was not harmed by wine and women; his mind was clear, and his condition was gradually entering its peak.

When the eighteen warlords gathered at Hulao Pass, that was the peak of Lü Bu's fighting power!

Now, he could immediately see how to deal with the Xuanjia Cavalry's sneak attack.

"It's more than 30 li from here to Lu. If they dare to venture deep into our territory alone, they'll be lucky to escape with their lives!"

"You think we're so easy to manipulate?"

Lu Bu smiled coldly, already having made his plans. "I hope that guy with the halberd is still alive. I'll definitely give him a chance to fight me one-on-one!"

at this time.

Xue Rengui, leading his Xuanjia cavalry, had already fought his way into Lü Bu's army from the banks of the Shandan River, a distance of two miles.

Wherever they went, rivers of blood flowed.

It is unknown how many Liangzhou soldiers were killed.

The blood flowed into the nearby Shandan River, turning the water a dark red.

As darkness fell and night descended, the sky darkened.

The Xuanjia cavalry's battle robes and armor were stained red with blood, and blood dripped continuously from the tips of their scalpels and the heads of their lances.

They were like bloodthirsty demons from hell, their aura of death burning intensely.

However, Xue Rengui had already noticed that their warhorses were showing signs of fatigue.

Along the way, in addition to the two thousand Qiang cavalrymen they had killed before, they probably killed another five or six thousand Liangzhou soldiers who were powerless to resist.

It's time to leave!

"Turn around!"

Xue Rengui raised his halberd and shouted, then turned his horse around and charged back to the other side.