Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"Hey, I opened this road and planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, I will leave money to buy the road."

"Hahahahaha, baby, are you willing to die when the robbery arrives in front of the three armies' formation?"

As soon as the leading general finished speaking, there was another burst of laughter from behind the military formation.

The boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, but he was born to Zhou Zheng. However, his appearance in rags and unkempt hair did not look like a bandit blocking the road, but more like a little beggar begging on the street.

"I don't care who you are. If you keep the food and drink, I will let you go. If not, I will recognize you, but the big gun in my hand will not recognize you!"

The general took a closer look and saw that the big gun in the little beggar's hand was not ordinary.

It is about one foot long, completely black, and the head of the spear is three to four times larger than an ordinary spear. Looking from a distance, the cold light is breathtaking.

But that's all. No matter how bluffing the weapon is, it all depends on who is using it. The opponent is at best a young boy with little talent. Even if he started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, he still has some weight.

However, this courage and courage made the general fall in love with talent.

"Baby, I won't bully you. If you survive three rounds under my hand, I will accept you as my own soldier. How about that?"

"My bastard soldier, you are such a rough guy, so ignorant. I don't want to be a prince, but I have to be a general. You little soldier, who are you looking down on!"

"Hahahahahaha, okay! If you are ambitious, if you survive ten rounds under my command, I will recommend you to my lord." The general waved his hand, "Left or left, lead his horse over."

The young man opened his mouth to stop him: "Stop wasting your efforts, hurry up and fight, I'm going to starve to death!"

Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! ~~~~

A burst of neat chants sounded from the military formation, which was mighty and majestic.

Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! ~~~~

"Why did the former army stop?"

Report! ~~~~

The scout galloped forward and appeared in front of the general of the Chinese army in the blink of an eye. He dismounted and knelt down on one knee.

"Report to my lord, there is someone hijacking the road ahead."

"Robbery of the road? Hahahahahaha!" After the general laughed, he waved the whip in his hand and pointed at the marquis and asked the generals around him: "Listen to Zixiao. He said that there is someone in front of the road to rob the road. Do you believe it?"

"Brother, are you trying to rob the road here? Could it be Dong Zhuo? In the world, only Dong Zhuo has the guts to rob the military formations of allied princes."

"Thief Dong is tyrannical, but he is not a fool. This place is still hundreds of miles away from Luoyang. What benefits does an ambush here have besides losing men and horses in vain?"

"Then I don't know."

Cao Cao straightened his belt, suppressed his smile, and asked the scout, "Tell me what is going on."

The scout swallowed his saliva, looked up, and found that Cao Cao was not angry, so he continued: "The person who kidnapped the former army was a beggar of thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a big gun, and defeated him in three rounds. General Cao Hong also said that he would not let the army move forward until he had a full stomach."

Cao Cao felt a thump in his heart at first.

Cao Hong was already a fierce general, but he was defeated so easily by a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old beggar.

He even suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Talent, 100% talent!

In an instant, Cao Cao was so happy that his smile almost reached the base of his ears.

"You idiot, you are such a brave general, but you call him a beggar." Cao Cao scolded the prince with a smile, and ordered Cao Ren to take charge of the central army, while he galloped towards the front army.

Former army.

Cao Hong looked at the boy as if he were a monster.

"Little hero, eat slowly, there is not enough."

The young man paused and put down the beef in his hand: "My name is Zhang Wu, and my courtesy name is Ziqian."

Cao Hong twitched the corner of his mouth, what do you mean by "Zi Qian"? '

I suspect you just made it up to fool me!

"Zi Qian, you have already eaten five kilograms of beef, don't you feel uncomfortable in your stomach?"

"You try not eating or drinking for three days, and you'll make sure you eat more than me now."

Cao Hong's heart was shattered. This kid, who had no meat on his body, whose hair had not yet grown, and who had been hungry for three days without riding a horse, was knocked down in three rounds?

Is that human being?

This is simply a monster!

Even if the Overlord of Western Chu is still alive, he will only look like this!

Cao Hong didn't know, but his guess was actually very close to the correct answer.

Zhang Wu is not from this era.

And there is a system for developing the number one general in his head.

It has been three years since Zhang Wu arrived at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. It took him three years to fuse the first martial spirit, and this martial spirit was none other than Li Cunxiao, who was no match for Li and no match for Xiang Zhong.

Li Cunxiao may not be as brave as Xiang Yu, but he was placed in the same position as Xiang Yu by later generations. Presumably, he is also a fierce man in the same series.

Originally, Zhang Wu was also planning to build himself a pair of Yu Wangshu and Bi Yanlao.

After all, Li Cunxiao used these two weapons.

The reason why we finally chose the big spear is that the manufacturing process of spears in the Eastern Han Dynasty was not perfect. The spears of this era were just extremely long copper spears.

On the other hand, it is because he has a system close to him, and he does not know how many martial arts souls he may fuse in the future. Moreover, the big gun given to him by the old beggar at the foot of Yanshan Mountain is more in line with his aesthetics in terms of weight and appearance. That's how it is used.

Although he looks harmless and gentle.

But if he really exploded with all his strength, Cao Hong couldn't even catch one of his shots, and even his men and horses had to be smashed into pulp.

When he first arrived, Zhang Wu also dreamed of competing in the world, and the emperors would take turns. This year he came to my house.

He has been involved in various major novel websites all year round, so he doesn't make too much fuss about time travel.

He even wrote a guide for himself.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

First of all, he has no money. Let alone cultivating his own power, he can't even fill his stomach.

In the early years, he could still chop firewood and hunt to fill his stomach. Now that the world is in chaos, ordinary people have to break every copper coin into two pieces to use, and his firewood and prey cannot be sold at all.

Secondly, once the system inadvertently revealed to him that his ultimate mission in this time and space was to end the troubled world in advance and then move on to the next troubled world.

Although you can spend points to take people away, this also puts an end to Zhang Wu's dream of taking over the country.

After all, everyone is gone, who will take the victory?

Casual fights and romance, it would be best if he can take his future wives back to the 21st century together and sit on the sofa at home with their cellphones in hand and fight the pesticides of the dead.

Isn't that much more comfortable than dealing with endless memorials every day and worrying about everything about your family, country and the world?

Then the problem is coming.

In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, there were thousands of powerful people. He had to choose a unit that suited him to work, right?

First of all, apart from fighting, you have to be free. When you are free, you have time to hook up and cultivate relationships with your future wives.

Secondly, the treatment was high. After integrating Li Cunxiao's martial spirit, Zhang Wu could feed ten people in one meal. The forces that were too poor would definitely not be able to support him.

The most important point is that colleagues must be easy to get along with. If he is crowded around every day, how can Zhang Wu still be in the mood to work and calm the world?