Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"It's still too late for you to surrender now. Don't blame me if you die later."

Qu Yi symbolically persuaded him to surrender.

Such words were just to distract Zhang Wu, or rather to encourage Qu Yi himself.

Zhang Wu was so ridiculously strong that even though Qu Yi was fully prepared, he was still a little frightened.

The latter, without any awareness of being surrounded, said leisurely with a big gun: "This is what I want to say to you."

Seeing that he had no intention of breaking out, Qu Yi stopped talking nonsense.

A wave of the spear.

In an instant, the first dead soldier from the front also held a sword and launched a charge.

Crossbow arrows shot towards Zhang Wu like raindrops from behind.

Regardless of whether the target is accurate or not, even if the shot misses and injures the friendly troops charging in front, it will still be ignored.

of course,

Zhang Wu didn't take this level of attack seriously. Wield the Overlord Gun to ward off murderous intentions from all directions.

Pick away those who are blocking the way from front to back, left and right, and move forward to kill them all.

As an elite soldier under Yuan Shao.

Xian Deng Shishi had a dazzling record of eight hundred defeating three thousand white horse loyal followers.

But in front of Zhang Wu, they were like clay sculptures made of paper.

No one was injured wherever it passed, and anyone who was hit by the spear would die immediately.

The unparalleled and fierce marksmanship always demonstrates the aesthetics of violence on the battlefield.

Flying up and down, the momentum is like rapid thunder, and like a dragon emerging from the water and returning to heaven.

Soon, the ones in front of them were all gone, and those behind them also dropped their crossbows and picked up knives to fight.

The first to die is not afraid of death, full of evil spirit, and has the flavor of being in the camp of Gao Shun.

Even so, it cannot slow down its progress.

Zhang Wu redefined the existence of a fierce general. Undoubtedly the brightest star of this era.

Will it be a matter of strategy, not courage?

This sentence was considered a wise saying before the end of the Han Dynasty.

Just like the overlord of Western Chu, he was brave enough to conquer the world, but he ended up committing suicide in Wujiang River.

But since Zhang Wu Hengkong was born, what was once a wise saying has completely turned into a joke.

At the extreme level of martial arts, one force can defeat all kinds of magic.

One hundred and seventy thousand Yuan's troops were trapped in the camp for eight days, one man and one horse. If conspiracy could defeat bravery, how could the conspirators under Yuan Shao allow Zhang Wu to act so wildly.

In the blink of an eye, ten of the two hundred first came and no one was saved.

The open space in front of the camp was littered with corpses, viscera paved the way, and blood flowed like a river.

Zhang Wu quickly rode to Qu Yi's side.

The latter seemed to be stunned, let go and let go of the spear, opened his arms and exposed his chest, closed his eyes and waited for death.

Kill or capture.

In the flash of lightning, Zhang Wu quickly made his decision, laughed loudly, changed his left hand to hold the war gun, and stretched out his right hand to capture Qu Yi.

Although this guy's character is not very good, his talent is good.

In terms of his achievements in Yuan Ying, he is also among the best. There have been many battles since debut, with more wins than losses. Considered a good general.

The key is that Qu Yi has no backbone. If he is captured, he will most likely be surrendered to Wei. If he is not captured, it will be in vain.

"Now! Come out!"

Five steps away, Qu Yi suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

About seven or eight people climbed up first and climbed up from the piles of corpses on both sides. He raised his crossbow, aimed at Zhang Wu's face and fired randomly.

When Zhang Wu raised his gun to block it, Qu Yi raised his arm, revealing the sleeve crossbow hidden under the sleeve armor.

As you can see, murderous intentions are often hidden in the most inconspicuous places. What seems harmless is often the most deadly.

Zhang Wu could already see the sneer on Qu Yi's face that symbolized victory.

grass! ~

Fooled by a bastard.

At this distance, the crossbow arrows are too powerful and can easily penetrate armor and helmets.

Zhang Wu couldn't avoid it and subconsciously turned his head.

After hearing two small chi chi sounds, two crossbow arrows sank into his shoulder armor. Then two beautiful blood flowers exploded.

In the middle of the move!

"King Wei! The champion is injured!"

There was no need for anyone else to remind him. In front of the military formation, Cao Cao's eyes were about to burst and he shouted: "Beat the drum, march forward, rescue Zhang Wu quickly."

The generals on both sides quickly left the formation and rushed towards Yuan Ying.

The head of Yuan Jun's camp was boiling.

There was a sound of military trumpets.

War drums beat.

Zhang Wu, the most brave man in the world, could be injured, and he might even die here, so they couldn't help but be excited.

But no one noticed Qu Yi's disgusted expression.

After Zhang Wu hit the arrow, he did stop his horse.

Outsiders are far away, but they never see the real situation clearly.

Qu Yi was so close that he was almost frightened.

Within five steps, even a stubborn rock should be shot through.

Zhang Wu casually opened his shoulder armor, pulled out two arrowheads with his bare hands, and threw them on the ground.

Then, he opened his mouth and smiled.

"It's really a pain that I haven't seen in a long time."

This is not how a normal person should behave, madman! Beast!

Qu Yi urged the horse hard to escape, but he boasted that the horse looked like it was being targeted by some bloodthirsty beast, its hooves were trembling, and no matter how hard it was driven, it would not move.

"Using yourself as bait? It's a really good plan."

Zhang Wu was not in a hurry to kill anyone and praised Qu Yi sincerely.

War is never a child's play.

There is no such thing as insidiousness and despicableness on the battlefield. No matter who it is, they are all aiming for the final victory.

It's just that everyone is his own master.

"you you you"

"You are the second person who can hurt me. This alone is enough to be recorded in history."

Qu Yi was really frightened and picked up his war spear to stab him.

Zhang Wu raised his Overlord Spear and knocked it. Under the huge force, Qu Yi couldn't hold the spear firmly and almost fell off his horse.

Chi Ji moved forward, Zhang Wu grabbed Qu Yi's heart-protecting mirror and lifted it into the air with one hand.

Qu Yi seemed to have thought of something terrible, with tears and runny nose running down his face, and he shouted frantically: "Prince Champion, spare your life, spare your life. The last general is willing to surrender, the last general is willing to surrender!"

"Hahaha, I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it. It's too late to surrender now!"

It's one thing to admire and praise him, but Zhang Wu is not a generous person. It would be strange if he didn't become angry because of such a dirty trick.

Since Qu Yi dared to be in the first grade of junior high school, Zhang Wu certainly dared to be in the fifteenth grade.

In full view of everyone, Zhang Wu thrust his Overlord Spear into the ground, grabbed Qu Yi's arms with both hands, and exerted force suddenly.

A snort.

General Qu Yi was torn in half by Zhang Wu like a piece of paper.

The dead can no longer die.

Blood poured down his head and covered his whole body, and Zhang Wu's ferocity was completely aroused.

Picking up the Overlord Spear, he rode forward and rushed to the wooden wall of Yuan Shao's camp.

With his hands clasped together, veins popping out on both arms, he struck hard at the village wall.

Boom! ~

The wall, which was about three feet high and dozens of feet long, was shaken.