Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"Ha." Gongsun Zan sneered: "Is it possible that little brother can't trust me, Gongsun Zan?"

Wei Yan was unmoved and politely clasped his fists: "How dare you."

Gongsun Zan's old face darkened, he pointed at Wei Yan, and asked Zhao Yun: "How many men and horses does this man bring to knock on the city?"

"Less than three thousand people."

"Baby, you are really powerful! Ke Bineng mobilized an army of 50,000 people, but you can break out from him with less than 3,000 people? Or do you really think of yourself as the invincible Zhang Ziqian!"

In the grassland battle, Gongsun Zan only obeyed Zhang Wu, and four thousand men were able to upset Wu Wan and the Xiongnu, and he was able to return with a great victory.

But there may not be two such monsters in a thousand years.

Even if you kill Gongsun Zan, you won't believe that there will be another person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Wu.

What's more, Wei Yan was still a young man and could only serve as a military commander. If there were no generals to control the battle, how could he, a civilian, lead the army?

Wei Yanping always looked mature and prudent, but after all, he was still too young, and his background was revealed in just a few words.

"Everyone knows that I, Gongsun Zan, hates dogs the most. Even your champion still owes me a favor. If I hadn't defended Mayi last year, how would he have gotten Bingzhou Mu! If you don't believe me, just ask My general is willing to make an enemy of the champion."

Zhao Yun stepped forward and patted Wei Yan on the shoulder: "I am Zhao Yun. The editor should have heard of me."

Zhao Yun had not known his name before, and Wei Yan did not know that he was Zhao Zilong who accompanied Zhang Wu to cause trouble in the court of the Huns.

Now that Zhao Yun was famous, Wei Yan's eyes suddenly widened and he asked: "Changshan Zhao Zilong?"

"Exactly."

Maybe Wei Yan still couldn't believe Gongsun Zan, but how could he not believe Changshan Zhao Zilong, who was with Zhang Wu through life and death.

The ins and outs of the matter will be explained in detail soon.

The place where Ke Bi Neng really caused trouble was not in Bingzhou, but on the border of Youzhou. Gongsun Zan had long wanted to get rid of him.

What's more, Gongsun Zan had planned to join Zhang Wu's line a few years ago and seek the position of Youzhou Mu, but now he was trying to hunt rabbits without delay.

He made an immediate decision: "Zilong, order three thousand Youzhou cavalry, another thousand white horse righteous followers, and twenty thousand infantry. Rest for the night and march north. It's time for the champion to see the style of our Youzhou cavalry, otherwise All the best knights in the world are taken over by his Flying Bear Rider."

Zhao Yun clasped his fists: "No infantry is needed, just four thousand cavalry is enough!"

Wei Yan also came out and said: "Thank you so much, general, for assisting my general. I still have more than two thousand capable cavalry under my command."

Gongsun Zan sneered and said, "Why, Chief Wen is not afraid of me plotting against Bingzhou Mu now?"

Wei Yan was embarrassed: "The last general will not dare."

Gongsun Zan stopped teasing Wei Yan and told Zhao Yun: "If Zilong wins the championship, he must invite you to Beiping as a guest."

"My lord, is he going to turn around?"

Gongsun Zan waved his hand indifferently: "Zhang Ziqian has already sent out his army. I expect that Ke Bineng will be in trouble as well. The border is clear and he will naturally turn around."

"promise."

The next day.

The first ray of sunshine shines on the earth.

Kebineng's big tent was already overcrowded, with dozens of small clan leaders gathered.

It was noisy early in the morning.

It turned out that after yesterday's battle damage statistics, these small leaders were frightened and unwilling to continue pursuing Zhang Wu northward.

"Big leader, we can't chase anymore. Yesterday, the evil ghost killed more than 2,000 of my Xianbei sons with a hundred men. Not a single one on their side was injured. On the contrary, on our side, all the warriors who encountered him were dead!"

"Yes, big boss, why not deal with Bu Dugen first and then make plans later."

"All the marching war drums have been smashed. Your orders cannot be conveyed quickly. If we continue like this, we don't know where we will be led by the nose."

Ke Bineng said with a gloomy face: "You are afraid of Zhang Wu's cavalry, aren't you afraid of my steel sword?"

"Big Chief, that is the enemy of the Xiongnu Sirius God. Let's not get involved. Maybe when the Huns recover, we can deal with him later."

The evasive words of the little leaders did not go astray.

The Xiongnu were still slow, and all the royal court was slaughtered by Zhang Wu. The rest were either attached to the Qianghu or Xianbei.

It can be said that except for the Northern Xiongnu who moved to the north of Mobei in the early Han Dynasty, the remaining Southern Xiongnu on the grasslands have completely disappeared in the long river of history.

After the First World War, there were no more Huns on the northern grasslands.

"Do you think that if you offend that evil spirit, that's the end of it?"

Kebi was able to draw out his scimitar and stab it on the ground, saying loudly:

"Think about it, the Huns just massacred a few Han people in Bingzhou and were killed by him. The Wuwan people just went to Bingzhou to harvest grass and valleys a few times in the past few years, but he killed the Chanyu and trampled them to the ground. Wuhuan Mountain. Now that you have all offended him, forget about the few soldiers he has now. When he really returns to Bingzhou and orders his troops, will he let you go? All your people will die, and that cold-blooded executioner will not even be alive. Don’t let go of the swaddled babies! Do you want to be the next Huns or the next Karasuma?”

After a long silence.

A tribal leader with a bell said: "But their horses are too fast, and we have no way to surround him."

Ke Bi Neng stood up and said loudly: "This is what I want to say. At this time, if Zhang Wu does not die, we will die tomorrow. Now it is no longer our turn to hide our secrets. There are still people in our tribe deep in the grassland." He is young and strong. Gather them together, and under attack from all sides, Zhang Wu will not be able to fly out even if he has wings! If you are still hesitating now, just wait for the butcher knife to fall after the evil ghost opens his eyes! Think of Lang Juxu That landscape of human heads on the mountain, next time your heads will be placed on Danhan Mountain!"

"This"

The heads of various ministries changed their colors one after another.

Zhang Wu's fierce reputation is so great that after seeing him for real, he will only feel more frightened.

Kebineng took advantage of the fear in their hearts.

Fear makes people cowardly, but once this fear exceeds the limit of what they can bear, the desire to survive will burst out with infinite courage.

Shrinking your head, waiting to be beheaded, you should give it a try and pursue the hope of life.

This is a good choice.

The leaders of the various clans did not hesitate for too long and nodded in agreement with Ke Bineng's proposal.

He immediately stopped hesitating and went back to send out messengers.

Compared with the Xiongnu and Wuwan, Xianbei is the real behemoth and the overlord on this grassland.

Fifty thousand string control men were definitely not the limit that Ke Bi could produce. Even his team had stronger foundation than the entire Southern Huns.

It's just that Ke Bineng now feels like he's riding a tiger.

If he could have expected that things would develop into the current situation, he would not have turned around and provoked Zhang Wu even if he was killed.

Just let the executioner kill some of the small Xianbei tribe. At worst, send some messengers out to ask the tribesmen to move north.

It's better to take down Bu Dugen first to strengthen himself and then fight with him decisively.