He rode on Red Hare, his brow furrowed, and remained silent.
He watched as Gao Shun dragged his broadsword and walked towards him step by step.
"Do you still have the strength to wield your greatsword?" Lu Bu asked slowly.
As if he had exhausted his last bit of strength, Gao Shun, his mouth full of blood, roared at Lü Bu, "My will to charge into battle is to die rather than live!"
After saying that, there was a clang, the sound of a knife falling to the ground. Gao Shun knelt down, slowly lowered his head, and closed his eyes.
Lu Bu sighed deeply. This was an iron-willed team, a group of elite soldiers who would rather die than surrender.
"It's a pity... there will never be another Trapped Camp in this world."
Lu Bu dismounted, clenched his right fist, placed it on his chest, and bowed slightly.
This is his greatest respect for Gao Shun and the greatest reverence for the Trapped Camp!
While the Xiliang cavalry were still fighting against the 150,000-strong army, Lü Bu closed his eyes and directly cut off Gao Shun's head, impaling it on his halberd.
He shouted loudly, "Gao Shun has already been beheaded, why don't you all surrender?"
The morale of the Xiliang cavalry plummeted, and Ma Chao was defeated, his fate hanging in the balance.
Han Sui, on the other hand, has vanished without a trace, and no one knows where he has hidden himself.
Gao Shun was not only the leader of the Trapped Camp, but also its soul.
Moreover, Gao Shun would rather die in battle than retreat even a single step in order to resist the enemy.
Now that Gao Shun has also died, the morale of the Xiliang Iron Knights has plummeted.
Just then, Ma Chao woke up. He struggled to his feet, swaying unsteadily, and roared, "I'm not dead yet! Keep killing! Kill!!!"
Ma Chao's voice was hysterical and filled with resentment.
Lu Bu's eyes were filled with rage. First Gao Shun, then Ma Chao. How could these Yellow Turban soldiers be so fearless of death?
"Ma Chao!"
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