Lu Bu was furious. He did not bother wasting words on his opponent. Red Hare quickly closed in, and Lu Bu was about to attack.
At that moment, Jiang Siming suddenly pushed off from the horse's back. His entire body rose into the air and flew toward Dong Zhuo.
"Not good! Protect the Chancellor!" Lu Bu had not expected Jiang Siming to possess such superb qinggong, and immediately roared.
At the same time, he hurriedly turned his horse around and chased after Jiang Siming.
But Jiang Siming's speed was like a ghost's. In the blink of an eye, he had flown in front of Dong Zhuo. Facing the panicked Dong Zhuo, Jiang Siming showed no expression and drove his sword into his chest.
Dong Zhuo thought gratefully, Thank goodness, thank goodness. I wore an Armored Vest impervious to blades and swords. I'll be fine.
But in the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He looked down and saw that the sword had already pierced through his Armored Vest, leaving him utterly chilled to the heart.
Dong Zhuo crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Everyone, including Lu Bu, was stunned. The leader of the Xiliang Army, Dong Zhuo, had died so easily? And at the hands of a single person?
Jiang Siming pulled his sword from Dong Zhuo's chest and shouted at the Xiliang Army with killing intent, "Dong Zhuo is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed. Otherwise, none will be spared!"
With Dong Zhuo dead, the Xiliang Army naturally fell into chaos. Their leader had died, and Jiang Siming's aura was overwhelming.
Quite a few Xiliang soldiers were frightened enough to drop their weapons.
But most of the Xiliang Army still did not move.
Lu Bu was the first to