Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"Kill, kill! Kill all the wild dogs!"

There was chaos in the small town. Huns cavalry can be seen everywhere.

None of the men in the city retreated, and they all picked up their hoes and poles and went out to kill the enemy.

There were loud shouts of killing in the city.

The Hun cavalry's blade flashed past, and a thin man was cut in half at the waist.

However, because he rushed too fast, he was stabbed in the chest by a middle-aged man with a sharp wood and fell off his horse.

"Chen Ergou! Don't die. If you hold on for a while longer, I will take you to find a doctor after you fight off the hugou!"

The middle-aged man tightly held half of his friend's body, his eyes red.

Before he could pick up the hoe and continue killing the enemy, he was trampled under the iron hoofs of a galloping horse. His chest was sunken, and he vomited blood and died.

A man dressed like a Hun leader parked his horse directly on the man's body and laughed wantonly: "Burn all the houses, keep the women, and kill the rest."

Even though the folk customs in Bingzhou were strong and fierce, how could farmers without weapons stop the Huns' horses and steel swords?

Blood dyed this desolate land red.

Within two sticks of incense, all the men in the city were killed or injured. Even after death, their heads were still hung on the necks of horses by the Huns as medals.

There are only old, weak, women and children left in the desolate small town.

The men's persistence seemed so feeble.

It's like a drop of water falling into the sea without even a single wave.

Even if the last drop of blood is drained from the body, it cannot protect the wife, children and children behind him.

The Huns lit torches.

Those beasts that shook their steel knives and laughed wantonly, it was time to pick the fruits of victory again.

"Mom, I'm afraid."

The woman hugged the child tightly, tears rolling in her eyes.

Born in Bingzhou, she knew exactly what would happen next. She wanted to die, but she had no luck at all.

If you are lucky enough to save the child.

She just wanted to preserve the last trace of blood in her husband's family. No matter what nightmare fate she accepted, she would accept it.

Until the moment when the Huns soldiers snatched the child away from her arms with shouts and screams, she finally lost all hope.

The steel knife was raised high.

Children under three years old were killed on the spot.

Roar! ! ~~

A loud roar echoed through the small town outside the city gate.

"Bitch thief!! Take your life!"

A fiery red figure was like an arrow from the string, rushing from the city gate to the city in one breath.

The terrifying halberd was filled with endless fury. Before the Hun man could react, he was cut into two pieces, both man and horse, with his intestines and internal organs flowing all over the floor.

The general's eyes widened in anger, and his horse kept charging towards them, as if to vent his anger. All foreigners, including men and horses, were divided into two parts. Behind him were hundreds of warriors, swinging their steel knives and quickly harvesting a few fish that had slipped through the net.

The fiery red rabbit jumped up. The little leader of the Huns' eyes widened, as if he had forgotten to resist.

Fang Tian's painted halberd turned into a swatter and struck down hard, leaving only a puddle of human flesh on the ground.

When Lu Bu was in Bingzhou, he was not just a three-surname domestic slave who rebelled against his master three times, nor was he a shameless villain who betrayed his trust. He is the belief here and the most courageous patron saint of this land.

"This, this, this! He is the Flying General!" Finally, an older man recognized Lu Bu and the patron saint of Bingzhou.

The name spread like magic.

"Flying General!"

"Flying General!"

Upon hearing this name, the Han people who had closed their eyes and waited for death, ranging from 70-year-olds to eight-year-old children, picked up the crude weapons scattered on the ground and rushed towards the Huns soldiers like death.

The Huns cavalry without their leader were like flies that had lost their heads, running around.

Outside the city gate.

Zhang Wu had a cold face and did not enter the city.

The enemy in a small city as big as a palm was not enough to vent the burning anger in his chest.

Report! ~

The scout from the west came to Zhang Wu and dismounted.

"Report to the general. General Cao Chun on the left line has sent a message that a small group of hundreds of Huns cavalry has been discovered and has been annihilated."

The army advanced slowly for three days. The third line encountered dozens of waves of small cavalry, but not even a shadow of the large group was seen.

Since there is a small group of Huns cavalry in the Bingzhou area, it is certain that Yanmen Pass has been lost.

However, the Xiongnu brigade has not been seen for a long time. There is only one situation, that is, someone deliberately cut off the Xiongnu's return route.

White Horse General Gongsun Zan!

After figuring this out, Zhang Wu immediately ordered people to spread out the map of Bingzhou.

What I learned in the past flashed through my mind quickly.

He is as calm as a cold machine.

Zhang Wu finally set his sights on Mayi and Jinyang.

Mayi, close to the pass, looks at its terrain like the opening of a big bag. If it were to take root here and stab it, it would be difficult for the Huns cavalry to spread out completely, and the speed of both marching and retreat would slow down.

If the Huns had left this place alone and bypassed it, it might seem like there would be no danger at first glance.

In fact, this was not the case. Once the Huns were defeated on a large scale on the Bingzhou battlefield, this place would become the most deadly Hukou.

Just like pouring water, the spout of the pot is only that big. No matter how tilted the pot is, only so much water can be poured out at one time.

Jinyang is located slightly behind and belongs to the administrative seat of Taiyuan County, deep in the hinterland of Bingzhou.

It stands to reason that if you occupy this place, it will not be able to delay the Xiongnu's march south.

There is just one thing: Jinyang is the middle reaches of Fenshui River.

To seize Jinyang, if the general guarding the city gets angry and digs out the Fen River, tens of thousands of Huns will be buried with him in an instant.

After figuring out the link, Zhang Wu immediately called the messenger: "Call Cao Chun's troops to speed up the march. The army is not as good as Xinxing. We must turn back to Mayi. If Mayi is not lost, intercept the Xiongnu army from the west side. If the horse is If the city is lost, then retreat to Jinyang!"

"promise!"

"Send an order to Xiahou Dun's troops to slow down the army, thoroughly clean up all the remaining Huns in Bingzhou, and slowly advance forward. The army will be stationed in Jinyang and there is no need to move north. Tell him not to take it lightly, send people to intercept the Fen River and be on standby at any time!"

"Order!"

The work of cleaning up the small town was coming to an end, and Lu Bu led his team to return the order: "General, kill all the more than 800 Xiongnu in the city."

At this moment, Lu Bu's whole body was covered in blood, as if the devil had come to the world.

"Very good, the army will speed up and attack Jinyang. If Jinyang is safe, march north to Mayi!"

"Order!"

Zhang Wu looked towards the north: 'Gongsun Zan, you must hold on longer. The majestic White Horse General, the nemesis of foreign races, if you die in the hands of the Huns, don't blame me for looking down on you! ’