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23, Jiangdong sees off the guest Bozhong flute sound(3/3)

Qilin jumped up and stood behind Lu Bu, holding an awning with his hands to watch.

I saw a man standing tall outside a piece of bluestone in the mountains, wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat. The sound of the flute accompanied ten awning boats in the distance.

After finishing the song, Sun Ce said loudly:

"I'm going to say goodbye. We'll see you again. I hope there will be messages from fish and geese to share the good news. Please cherish it!"

After bidding farewell to Sun Zhou, the boat went up the river. Lu Bu was sitting on the side of the cabin, with his back leaning against the awning, and holding the Fangtian Painting Halberd in front of his shoulder. He twitched his nose and breathed in the water vapor in the misty rain.

Behind Lu Bu, Qilin was boiling a pot of tea, ripples were everywhere along the river, the fleet was sailing upstream, and broken leaves drifted downstream.

"What are you looking at?" Qilin asked.

Lu Bu turned his ears and narrowed his eyes slightly, distinguishing a soft "ding" sound in the mountains.

"Under attack!"

"Load your bow and arrows on the crossbow——! There is an enemy attack!"

Lu Bu stopped at the hatch and shouted: "Don't panic! Everyone, come ashore!"

"Liu Biao's people?!" Qilin took the bow and arrow, bent the string, and made a buzzing sound. Only the sound of the string was heard, but no arrow was released.

Qilin's bluffing plan fell into an ambush on the cliffs on the shore, and someone immediately dodged into the bushes.

Lu Bu said: "You hide!"

The black-topped boat floated lightly in the middle of the river and turned around. However, the terrain on the shore here was very dangerous and there were many high cliffs. Qilin frowned to identify the sneak attackers jumping and dodging on the cliffs, but Lu Bu took a deep breath.

When it was too late, Lu Bu let go, and Fang Tian's halberd fell to the ground. He made a circle with his fists, joined his right palms together, and thrust his left palm sideways.

An arrow leaves the string from the top of the mountain and flies hundreds of feet, while the colorful pheasant tail feathers rotate in the rain.

Lu Bu stretched out his fingers in seconds.

Before Qilin could wake up, the feather arrow had reached the front door, but Lu Bu held it steady like an iron pincer, preventing it from entering even an inch further.

With a sudden explosion, the fleet exploded, the canopy of the boat was raised, and hundreds of powerful crossbows were mounted on the sides, flying towards both sides of the bank like raindrops. At this time, rolling rocks and falling trees were flying from the mountains, and even firewood arrows were shot from the mountains.

"Get to the shore quickly, don't delay in the river!" Lu Bu shouted in a deep voice.

The ship sank in response, and shouts came from the end of the fleet.

"The water ghost is cutting the boat!"

There was a feeling of coldness under his feet, and Qilin was shocked. He was about to jump into the water, but his shoulders were held down by Lu Bu. The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making Qilin unable to move.

"Don't go into the water." Lu Bu looked at the river bank half a mile away and said coldly: "There is no need to panic."

"Gao Shun!" Lu Bu shouted: "Get ready to land for a bloody battle!"

The mountain stream was full of flying arrows like rain. Lu Bu let out a clear whistle and raised his hand to draw a halberd across the sky. In the space around the two of them, wooden arrows fell all over the ground.

The water level on the side of the ship continued to decrease, Qilin panted nervously, and Lu Bu stood proudly on the bow of the ship, gradually approaching the shore.

Qilin: "That... lord."

Lu Bu glanced at Qilin.

Qilin: "If we go on at this speed, we probably won't be able to reach the shore..."

Lu Bu said calmly: "We can get there."

The boat was still in the middle of the river. There was a crash and a big hole was ripped out of the bottom of the boat, and it sank.

As a result, the enemy troops on both sides of the strait, including nearly a thousand Bingzhou troops, watched helplessly as Lu Bu submerged into the water like a piece of wood.

Qilin: "..."

Lu Bu made a few symbolic splashes and sank to the bottom.

Before Qilin jumped into the river, the last thing he heard was Gao Shun's anxious shouting:
Chapter completed!
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