Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

Zhang Wu's attention was completely diverted to Jiuquan.

That was the place where Huo Yao and Yao went on an expedition against the Xiongnu. Times had changed, but he didn't expect that he would have to defeat the Qiang people here.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Meng Qi, let me ask you, are you familiar with the Qiang people?"

Ma Chao stopped greetings and said seriously: "I have been wandering here since I was a child, so I am familiar with the Qiang people. If you need anything, please feel free to ask me."

"Okay, in that case, I want you to help me force the Qiang people to rebel within one day. Can you do it?"

In fact, Zhang Wu almost had a complete plan. The reason why he was called Ma Chao was to be a double insurance. Otherwise, if the Qiang people did not resist, he would have no chance to make a move.

When everyone heard this, they all stood still, they were about to take action.

Zhang Wu thought clearly,

We must wait until Boss Cao arrives to decide on the general direction.

The finishing work can be left to the Northern Patrol Army, but the main battle mission must be in your own hands.

In the final sprint stage of fusion, Zhang Wu did not want to cause any further complications.

If when the army arrives, or if Guo Jia devises a poisonous plan to destroy the Qiang like Goguryeo did, then he will really not be able to get the kill.

Ma Chao replied, "This is very easy." He turned to Huang Xu and asked, "How many Qiang people are there south of Jiuquan?"

Huang Xu: "There are more than 70,000 warriors. After all, the time for the news to be released was too short. The Qiang people further away are still on the way. According to the reports from various scouts, it is estimated that the total number will not be less than 150,000. There could be more."

Ma Chao took a breath of cold air: "Brother only has five thousand Yunhui, it would be better if he directly forced the Qiang people to rebel."

Zhang Wu interrupted him impatiently: "Why, isn't five thousand Yunhui enough?"

Five thousand to seventy thousand is almost the limit that Yun Hui can eat normally.

Of course, this is just a normal situation, which means that the battle damage is within the controllable range.

If they fight to the death and refuse to retreat, even if there are 100,000 people or 200,000 people, Zhang Wu still dares to fight.

But in that case, heavy casualties are inevitable. It’s hard to say whether he will win or lose.

Zhang Wu stood up and put on his armor, while continuing: "Since you have the means, come with me."

Ma Chao sighed. He had been following Huang Zhong for so long that he had almost forgotten his elder brother's fighting style. If he didn't dare to fight and be able to fight, why was there only one 'Zhao Wu' in the world?

He didn't have the opportunity to accompany Zhang Wu in the fierce battle with Xianbei before, but this time he just made up for what he regretted that year. He suddenly felt heroic in his chest: "The elder brother invites me, and the younger brother is bound to do it. With the gun in my hand, I can kill all the Qiang people."

"Okay, you kid, stop bragging. Chengye, Wenlie. The whole army marched thirty miles north. They only found out that the Qiang people were in chaos, so they sent the army to cover up and kill them."

The second general came out and clasped his fists: "I have the order."

South of Jiuquan, the temporary tent was filled with leaders of various Qiang tribes.

During the Han Dynasty, the Qiang tribes ranged in size from large to small, and were of numerous types.

Xianling Qiang, Fengyang Qiang, Mosu Qiang, Han Qiang, Huang Qiang, Fa Tong Qiang, Wuliang Qiang, Huangniu Qiang, Baima Qiang, etc., all belong to the Western Qiang tribe.

At this time, there were thirty-seven leaders of each department in the account. Calculated, the number of people in each tribe is actually not that many.

Plus the confidants and guards brought by the leaders of each department.

The small tent was noisy and noisy, like a vegetable market.

"Oh, I just want to know how many horses and oxen you have prepared to become the Qiang King."

"Hmph, Sister Lao, don't try to get anything out of me. No one here knows that you have the crookedest intestines and the worst heart."

"Who says it's not the case? Sister Lao, please leave. Whoever becomes the Qiang King will not be your turn. We will not support a malicious guy."

The burly man laughed wildly: "I'm not afraid to tell you that I haven't prepared a single cow or sheep. The Han Dynasty has fallen. Look at your appearance. Do you want to be a hunting dog for the King of Wei in a declining dynasty?"

After saying this, all the leaders were shocked.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Look at Xianbei, look at the Xiongnu! Do you want to kill us?"

"Don't forget, that champion is the ruthless man who built the landscape on Langjuxu Mountain. You will die, right away."

The man nodded: "Indeed, I am no match for the evil spirits. That's because my tribe only has three thousand warriors. But if you elect me as the Qiang King, I will immediately make him die without a burial place."

"Are we Qiang people weak? There are 70,000 warriors outside the tent, and more than 100,000 warriors are coming one after another. The battle between Cao Cao and Yuan Shao at Guandu was said to have an army of 200,000, but it was only 100,000 in total."

"The current Northern Patrol Army only has 20,000 troops. If you still go and work as dogs for the Han people, you will not be able to return to heaven even if you die. Think about it carefully, you fools."

Indeed, there is no shortage of ambitious people anywhere. All that is missing is the opportunity to take the throne.

Of course Lao Jie thought that he had made preparations, but he saw an opportunity in it. As long as he used it properly, he would not only become the Qiang king without any effort, but he could also integrate the Qiang people with the huge reputation of killing Zhang Wu.

There was silence in the tent, everyone had their own thoughts and no one knew what they were planning.

What is certain is that many people are moved.

It would be hard to live under others, if they were the king they elected themselves.

This man may have bad intentions, but who can guarantee that he is not a great Qiang king, and who can guarantee that he will not bring Qiang to a new level.

"The champion is here!~"

The sound of singing and drinking has just subsided,

The camp tent was suddenly opened, Zhang Wu strode inside, walked to the main seat, grabbed the prison girl who was still sitting on the main seat, and threw it away before sitting down. Behind him, Ma Chao was carrying a wooden box in one hand and a sword in the other.

Everyone stood up to salute: "I've seen the champion before."

Zhang Wu smiled: "Without further ado, let's take a look at the gifts that this general has prepared for you."

Without saying a word, Ma Chao opened the wooden box and poured out a pile of bloody dog ​​skins.

Zhang Wu continued: "How about it? This is a fine wolf skin that I brought back specially."