Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

As dusk approaches, the grassland gradually turns cooler, and a strong wind rustles through the grassland.

The sons of the grassland don't know yet that the status of the hunter's prey has quietly changed.

They are still pursuing the pursuit.

Towards how to kill that terrible man.

"General, the Xianbei people are here."

Zhang Wu, who was holding the Overlord Gun, opened his eyes. First, he nodded to Ma Chao. Ma Chao understood and led his troops north to look for fighter opportunities.

The hundred-man cavalry did not move.

Only Chi Ji snorted and moved forward slowly.

"Big leader, it's that person, it's that person!"

In panic, the Xianbei people did not even dare to call out Zhang Wu's name.

Without the need for his subordinates to pass the news, Ke Bineng would have seen Zhang Wu long ago.

The difference from before is that this time Ke Bineng is surrounded by wolf guards. No matter how superb Zhang Wu's javelin is, there is absolutely no way he can defeat Wan Jun.

Shoot him in the bush.

The flags were turned, the drums were paused, and the Xianbei army also stopped.

Zhang Wu faced 50,000 Xianbei people as if he were facing 50,000 pigs, showing no fear.

"The champion Zhang Wu is here, who dares to fight!"

A loud shout was like thunder exploding in the ears on dry land.

The horses at the front all screamed and retreated, and everyone in Xianbei was frightened.

Zhang Wu was stunned.

No wonder the generals were so fond of reporting before a duel, shouting with all their strength, it really boosted their morale.

Roar! ~

The voice is three points higher.

"Zhang Wu is here! Who dares to fight!!"

This time, some of the horses turned around without being controlled by their masters. The knights frantically held on to the horses' backs to keep the front line calm.

If Zhang Wu is so provocative, of course Ke Bineng can attack with his army, but he is not a fool. If you don't come to fight when you are given a chance, and if you want to fight in a group, won't Zhang Wu run away?

Ke Bineng, who had already seen Chi Ji's speed, also understood.

It's just a fighting general. If you really want to assemble a large army, the opponent might just run away.

Of course, Zhang Wu himself hadn't thought that much. The way he fought depended entirely on the speed of Ma Chao's attack. Even if he really charged into the Xianbei army and fought for a while, he was not afraid.

The huge reputation is right in front of him, whether he wants it or not depends on Ke Bineng's thoughts.

He didn't have the guts to go out on his own, but that didn't stop him from wanting to get rid of Zhang Wu and be happy.

"Quickly, the warriors in the clan will behead this guy quickly. Whoever can kill this thief will be rewarded with thousands of war horses and a big title."

Under the heavy reward, five Xianbei warriors came out and galloped away on horseback.

Zhang Wu's original intention was to establish his authority and hold Ke Bineng's gaze away, waiting for Ma Chao to turn around.

A great opportunity was right in front of him at this moment, how could he hold back.

Chi Ji neighed and ran quickly.

Zhang's martial arts was fully used, and the Overlord Spear whizzed past, like a heavy hammer hitting forward.

The unlucky Xianbei guy who rushed the fastest hit the head of the ferocious gun straight up. The huge impact force caused his whole person to be torn apart.

After a handful of blood mist, the intestines and internal organs were scattered all over the floor.

Chi Ji's speed did not slow down, and he met the second man. The Overlord Spear spun straight and plunged into the man's chest.

Zhang Wu laughed ferociously and slapped the end of the Overlord's spear.

When the trembling power reached the gun tip, the man followed in the footsteps of his predecessors and died in pieces.

Now there were only three Xianbei left. They had lost their courage and dared to step forward. They turned their horses' heads and wanted to return to the formation.

But it is easy to get out of the formation, but it becomes extremely difficult to return to the formation.

Chi Ji was so fast that he spread his hooves and chased after him. Zhang Wu shot one at a time and killed three generals. He was less than ten steps ahead of the Xianbei army.

He could already feel the chill on the Xianbei people's blades.

Chi Ji raised his front hooves high, as if he was preaching or provoking.

"Zhang Wu is here, who dares to fight!!"

The Xianbei people who were at the front were squeezing back crazily, trying to leave a relatively safe distance.

Ke Bineng bit it into pieces with his steel teeth: "It's too much to bully others. Sound the war drums! The whole army is pressing down!"

Zhang Wu had no time to care what Ke Bi Neng thought.

When the war drums sounded, he was already fully charged. Foreigners like to use scimitars and many cavalry.

Little did they know that this was Zhang Wu's favorite formation.

If it were a spear with a shield, even if he wasn't afraid, he still had to consider whether Chi Ji would be injured.

On the contrary, this foreign cavalry formation had no influence on him at all.

The loose formation was not only conducive to the charge, but even if he really wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

With the bonus of the three skills of Breaking Formation, Gun Soul, and Race to the First, Zhang Wu's martial arts has reached a high of 140 at this moment.

Killing foreigners is like slaughtering pigs and dogs. Every time the Overlord Spear is waved, there will be dozens more horses that have lost their masters.

When Fei Xiong Baiqi saw their general charging into the formation, they immediately pressed forward.

A hundred men in front of an army of tens of thousands are like a small drop of water falling into the sea.

At this time, those who still have the courage to move forward are already the best among the best.

But what Fei Xiong lacks most is courage.

They learned a lot during the two years of following Zhang Wu in his campaigns in the east and west.

For example, before the encirclement is completed, no matter how many enemy troops there are, they will always face only a small area of ​​enemies in the front.

The most important thing is that as long as the man does not fall, the enemies around him have no intention of fighting. They are thinking about how to retreat without being beheaded by the supervisors, and they cannot form any strong resistance at all.

When they charge, as long as they maintain good formation and don't fall behind, the casualties won't be too high.

"Press up, press up, don't let him come over! Press up quickly!"

Before Kebineng's roar could be heard ten meters away, it was completely drowned out by the chaotic shouts of killing.

As Zhang Wu advanced.

There were more and more corpses around, and the number of deserters from the Xianbei people also increased exponentially.

The Xianbei governor killed deserters one after another, even more than the enemy troops killed by Zhang Wu head-on.

The people in front were frantically trying to escape, while the people behind were rushing forward with their heads buried in their chests.

Kebi Neng was sweating profusely and wanted to direct his tribe to charge. He didn't even have time to take care of the left wing of the army that was being attacked.

Because the distance between Zhang Wu and him was already less than two hundred steps.

Two hundred steps may not matter to others, at least there are hundreds of soldiers in the middle, but he cannot feel the slightest sense of security because of the tribesmen gathered around him.

My whole body is cold and my heartbeat is racing.

That feeling seemed to tell him that as long as he dared to hesitate again, Zhang Wu might kill him.

As an eagle on the grassland, he hated this feeling, and even more hated his own cowardice.

He wanted to hold the sword in person to challenge the devil, but he didn't dare. His legs were weak from fear. If he hadn't been sitting on a horse, he might not have been able to stand firmly.