My son, how could you be Lü Bu?!

Chapter 14: The First Battle

Seeing that the eldest son of the Wang family had given in.

The men in the courtyard finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the sudden arrow that had just shot out had truly terrified them. It was fast and accurate, capable of killing a person in an instant. The youngest son of the Wang family, who had just been alive and holding a knife to block the door, was now as still as a dead dog.

No one knows which one will be the next to die if they anger Uncle Lü, who only wants to eat meat.

The entire process of the eldest son of the Wang family dividing the meat.

Lu Ping remained silent, and the long sword in his hand never left his neck.

Until the eldest son of the Wang family put down the short knife in his hand, held the wooden bowl full of meat in both hands, and prepared to hold it in front of Lü Ping.

"Put it on the table!" Lu Ping finally spoke.

The eldest son of the Wang family hesitated for a moment. He lowered his head and placed the wooden bowl on a side table. The malice in his eyes grew even stronger.

Lu Ping maintained the position of holding the long sword across his neck with one hand to keep the distance between the two, while with the other hand he picked up the mutton soup that was placed to the side and put a mouthful into his mouth.

The sweetness of the mutton burst in his mouth.

This made Lü Ping want to murmur softly for a moment.

On this spring night with its extreme temperature difference and biting wind, being able to enjoy a bowl of mutton soup is truly comforting.

Lü Ping nodded in satisfaction.

He raised his head, looked at the eldest son of the Wang family, and spoke with a smile.

Do you have scallions?

The so-called scallion is roughly the same as an onion, and is considered the ancestor of onions. It was introduced from the Western Regions a few years ago. In just a few years, it became popular in Jiuyuan to eat a few scallions with mutton, as they are slightly sweet and help to cut through the greasiness.

"Yes, in the back room," the eldest son of the Wang family answered in a muffled voice.

Due to extreme anger, coupled with forced suppression, his voice was inexplicably dry.

"Go and get me two." Lu Ping gestured with his chin, indicating that he should go and get some.

"Me?!" The eldest son of the Wang family suddenly looked up, his eyes even showing disbelief.

"Yes!" Lü Ping replied with a smile.

"It's you!"

As he said this, Lü Ping even took the initiative to move the long knife he had been holding to the neck of the eldest son of the Wang family away, indicating that he could go to the back room to get some scallions.

Feeling that the cold, long knife was no longer at his neck, the eldest son of the Wang family looked on in disbelief.

He stared blankly at Lü Ping for a couple of seconds.

After receiving a reassuring look from Lü Ping, he was afraid that Lü Ping would change his mind. He didn't even bother to wipe away the slight blood seeping from his neck, and quickly ran towards the back room.

As he ran, a hint of excitement flickered in his eyes.

In the back room, there were a large number of weapons and fire-making supplies specially prepared for tonight.

There's even a set of worn-out leather armor that the bandits of Wula Mountain brought down from the mountain. If he could get him back to the back room and use that as an excuse to delay for a while, and put on that leather armor, he wouldn't believe that Lu Bo, who was just over thirty years old, could fight him as young and strong as he was!

only...

Wang's eldest son, who got up and jogged, was so focused on walking forward that he didn't notice the fear in the eyes of the group of men in the courtyard behind him.

He tried his best to run to the back room.

She only ran a few steps.

A faint, mournful sound, like the trembling of a bowstring, could be heard.

Followed by.

A tremendous force suddenly poured into his back, slamming him hard to the ground!

After landing on the ground, the eldest son of the Wang family convulsed violently several times.

Blood was flowing freely beneath him.

The dusty ground was stained red and black, making it look particularly unsightly.

Seeing this scene.

Lu Ping remained expressionless.

The group of men sitting in the courtyard looked increasingly fearful. They tried their best to bend over, afraid that if they were sitting higher than the others, they would be mistaken for thieves and shot to death by the sharpshooter outside.

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

Followed by.

As if he had just remembered something, Lü Ping suddenly stood up, sword in hand.

Upon seeing Lü Ping's sudden action, the men in the courtyard tensed up. They clenched their fists, looked down at each other, and understood the meaning in the other's eyes: if Lü Ping really intended to kill someone, they should not be surprised if they fought back.

However, Lü Ping showed no intention of walking towards them.

He picked up the mutton soup that the eldest son of the Wang family had just served him, drank it down in one gulp, and chewed the mutton in his mouth. His gaze kept drifting towards the copper pot in the center, where he saw that there was no blood splattered in the mutton soup.

Lu Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought for a moment, then turned around, pointed in a direction, and said softly.

"You all, go over there."

Look in the direction he's pointing.

That was a location far from the mutton soup.

The people in the courtyard looked at Lü Ping with hesitation. Among them, the two bandits who came down from Wula Mountain were the most restless. In particular, when they saw that Lü Ping was just turned to the side with his back to them, they almost wanted to make a move.

They didn't resist just now because they were shocked by the sudden death of the Wang brothers. Now that they think about it, there were definitely not many people outside the courtyard. They might only have the Lü father and son. With so many of them, the Lü father and son would definitely not be able to beat them in a fight.

The only thing that worried the two of them was that Lu Bu's archery skills were too good. Whoever made the first move would most likely die. As long as they could take Lu Ping hostage in the courtyard while Lu Bu was changing his bow and arrow, the situation could be broken!

The two men looked at each other, their eyes filled with thought, trying to figure out how to take Lü Ping hostage and fight back. At the same time, they kept their heads down and walked in the direction Lü Ping pointed. The other tenants had the same thought.

They crouched down steadily in that corner, and before they could even look up, a particularly muscular figure carrying a longbow steadily flipped over and entered the low wall of the courtyard.

When they looked up again.

What they saw was Lü Ping, who stood before them, sword in hand.

Everyone hesitated.

Lu Ping, on the other hand, was more direct, speaking calmly.

"We've already had mutton soup."

"Let's get started."

"What?!"

Upon hearing Lü Ping's sudden words, the group of men thought they had misheard. Their faces were full of doubt. Had Lü Ping gone mad? How could a single man, carrying a knife, dare to threaten to attack seven or eight young men?!

Seeing everyone's reaction, Lü Ping became somewhat puzzled.

"Today is a life-or-death situation. Do you really expect me to let you go so you can come back and take revenge on me?!"

The words were finished.

Before the people in the courtyard could react.

Lu Ping sneered and drew his sword first.

Suddenly, he thrust his sword into the chest of the nearest Wang family tenant farmer, a man with a rather familiar face and a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks!

Thrust in! Pull out!

Blood flowed.

The pungent smell of blood gradually filled the air.

This massacre, which took place so close to home and was accompanied by the pungent smell of blood, instantly snapped the nerves of the people who had been crouching there!

The men, their eyes bloodshot, hastily rose to their feet, gritting their teeth as they prepared to swarm forward and snatch the long sword from Lü Ping's hand.

Before they could even make a move.

"A bunch of bastards."

"Where did you get the audacity to hurt my father?!"

A more robust and powerful figure laughed loudly.

He emerged from behind Lü Ping, wielding a long sword, and charged into the unarmed crowd.

The sounds of fighting erupted everywhere.