New Three Kingdoms Tales: Starting as the expressionless Liu Bei

In the shadows, Ju Yi's figure blended into the surrounding tree shadows.

He had entered a bizarre state, his entire body as if wrapped in an invisible veil, leaving only a slightly distorted outline in the air.

He held the crossbow steadily in front of him, his finger on the trigger, his scarlet eyes fixed on Lü Bu.

Headless Han Yong, on all fours, charged towards Lü Bu like a wild wolf. Ju Yi watched this, his heart filled with shock.

This guy's head's gone, yet he can still move? It's unbelievable.

He suppressed his surprise, quietly took two steps, readjusted his firing angle, but didn't rush to pull the trigger. He firmly remembered what his lord had said.

"Our best strategy is to greatly weaken the power of the various warlords while eliminating Dong Zhuo. Ideally, we should let them all perish together."

Liu Sandao and Han Yong were not his lord's direct subordinates. They survived because they were lucky, but Ju Yi would have applauded their deaths.

As long as he can create an opportunity to kill Lü Bu with an arrow, what does it matter to him whether these two people live or die?

Ju Yi sneered inwardly, slowly lowering the crossbow's sights from Lü Bu's back to the Red Hare beneath him.

On the battlefield, the headless Han Yong was rushing towards them.

Lu Bu saw this and knew that if the situation dragged on any longer, the three of them would surround him and he would surely die.

His mind raced, and suddenly his expression hardened. He gripped the halberd shaft with both hands and roared, "Die!"

Seeing that Lü Bu was gripping the halberd with both hands at the same time, Ju Yi knew that his opportunity had come and pulled the trigger sharply.

With a whoosh, a poisoned crossbow bolt shot through the air.

The moment the arrow left the bowstring, the cloak of invisibility on his body vanished like mist, completely exposing his figure.

This was all within his expectations. He expressionlessly stepped on the crossbow arm and began loading the second arrow.

As the arrow whistled through the air, Lü Bu's ears twitched, and he precisely caught the sound of the crossbow bolt.

He smiled slightly and glanced in Ju Yi's direction.

Got you!

He had deliberately created an opening, his left hand not gripping the halberd shaft properly at all. At this moment, he swiftly withdrew his hand and firmly grasped the poisoned arrow in his palm.

Ju Yi's position had been exposed, and there was no way he could launch another sneak attack anytime soon. Lu Bu no longer hesitated, gripping the poisoned arrow tightly and hurling it fiercely at Liu Sandao's head.

Liu Sandao's pupils shrank suddenly. He dared not block it anymore. He abruptly dissipated the strange power on the sword and slid off the horse like an eel, falling to the ground in a sorry state.

The poisoned arrow grazed his ear and embedded itself in the soil, its fletching still humming. He escaped with his life, but his warhorse was cleaved in two by Lü Bu's halberd.

Lu Bu burst into laughter, but before he could stop, his face suddenly froze.

not good!

Whoosh whoosh!

Three crossbow bolts flew through the air in a triangular formation, their arrowheads gleaming with a poisonous green light in the sunlight. Their target was not him, but his Red Hare horse!

"It's a repeating crossbow!" Lu Bu cursed under his breath. He had fallen for their trap!

In just a moment, he realized that Ju Yi's earlier use of the crossbow to shoot him was a ruse to deceive him. What he really wanted to do was to use the repeating crossbow to shoot Red Hare!

At the same time, the headless Han Yong had already pounced on him.

Suddenly, the skin and flesh at the cut on his neck split open, and pieces of bone fragments, of varying lengths, emerged from within, with a few unbroken teeth still attached.

Minced meat and black blood were smeared on the bones, looking like a mouth growing on the neck, opening and closing as it bit down on Red Hare's neck.

Lu Bu flew into a rage, twirling his halberd in his hand and sweeping the blade toward the three poisoned arrows. At the same time, he spurred his horse's belly, and Red Hare, as if guided by a spirit, dodged to the side.

Veins bulged on his forehead as he cursed inwardly: "Why is everyone in this damned place, Chenliu City, fixated on my horse?!"

The three poisoned arrows were swept away by the halberd blade, and Red Hare dodged to the side, avoiding the gaping maw of the headless Han Yong.

Before Lü Bu could even catch his breath, a chill suddenly ran down his back.

That was the chilling force of a sword blade!

Lu Bu turned around abruptly and was met with Liu Sandao's ferocious face.

When did this kid get behind him?!

Before a surge of anger could even ignite, Liu Sandao had already drawn his sword with lightning speed, followed by a second, ruthless and precise thrust.

Blood gushed from the two wounds. Lü Bu felt no pain, only a surge of burning rage rising from his chest to the top of his head, making him tremble all over.

Liu Sandao drew his sword and tried to use the same trick to thrust out a third time.

This time, however, Lu Bu clearly felt the strange power emanating from the blade.

Liu Sandao? Liu Sandao! Within three strikes, he will surely slay Lü Bu! This is not boasting, but a truly bizarre rule.

No matter who the opponent is, anyone stabbed three times by Liu Sandao is doomed. The first two slashes are just a prelude; the third slash is the real killing blow.

But the sword failed to strike. Lü Bu poured all the strange power in his body into his right fist, and a dark iron-gray tinge appeared at the tip of his fist.

He swung his fist out suddenly, and the punch landed squarely on Liu Sandao's chest.

The longsword that Liu Sandao hadn't yet managed to thrust out of his hand flew out, hit a pebble with a crisp clang, and rolled into the grass.

He froze on the horse, looked down at his chest, and then exploded into a cloud of crimson blood mist.

The blood mist, thick with a pungent stench, enveloped Lü Bu and his horse.

The soldiers on the city wall were dumbfounded. Some of them lost their footing and dropped their weapons to the ground with a clatter.

This Lü Bu, this Lü Bu! He's simply inhuman! He's not just ten times more heroic than Hua Xiong, he's a hundred times more heroic!

Amidst the blood mist, Lu Bu smelled the pungent stench of blood, but instead of feeling any discomfort, the killing intent in his eyes burned even hotter.

Before the blood mist could dissipate, his Red Hare suddenly let out a mournful neigh.

He looked down, and his anger surged to the top of his head. The headless Han Yong had started chasing again, biting down hard on Red Hare's rump.

"You should die too!"

Lu Bu gritted his teeth, channeling his strange power into his right fist once more. With a single punch, Han Yong was smashed into a cloud of blood mist, his fate unknown.

Before he could catch his breath, the whooshing sound of air being cut rang out again, and Red Hare let out another miserable cry.

Lu Bu's face stiffened, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. The next moment, his earth-shattering roar could be heard for miles around.

"I'm getting angry!!!"

Suddenly, countless golden arrows shot out from the blood mist, surging out in all directions from Lü Bu as the center.

He was like a hedgehog that had exploded, and arrows rained down like a storm, leaving the surrounding vegetation and rocks riddled with holes.

The soldiers guarding the city wall were terrified. They scrambled to hide under the crenellations, while the more timid ones stumbled and fell off the wall, fleeing into the city for their lives.

Three breaths later, the golden rain of arrows suddenly stopped.

Some of the bolder garrison soldiers cautiously peeked out from the crenellations and breathed a sigh of relief when they found the city wall intact.

But when they looked down, they were stunned. Ju Yi's corpse lay amidst a hail of arrows, his body riddled with countless golden arrows, barely recognizable as human.

That roar was heard clearly not only by the lords on the command platform, but also by Dong Zhuo in the distance.

A general frowned slightly, cautiously approached Dong Zhuo, and asked in a low voice, "Prime Minister, should we send troops to support General Lü?"

Dong Zhuo waved his hand, a strange smile appearing on his lips, his tone full of composure and confidence:

"No need. My son is invincible. He will surely complete the plan I give him."