Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

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"If he is lucky, Jing Lue will eventually be able to master martial arts skills far beyond his imagination."

"King Wu of Jin? If he really is not dead, he is probably 245 years old now. What martial arts skills can he speak of?"

"If you comment so wantonly on a certain master, I can punch you with my fist."

"Then tell me when I can get a glimpse of the former King Jin."

"Who knows? I only know that every time the master appeared, he would seize power in Yecheng when the Wei Dynasty was in turmoil, teach a certain martial arts and military strategy, and write a book to calm down the world. If you really want to see me, , or if you go to Yunxiao Pavilion to pay your respects more often, what if you are not lucky enough to meet me?"

Thoughts turn.

At that time, Wang Meng only thought that Ran Min was making him happy.

Indeed, after so many years, he had almost forgotten about it.

But the battle report from Xishun's investigation appeared.

Isn't the person Xishun described the same King Wu of Jin that Ran Min mentioned at the beginning?

"Point, three thousand cavalry, follow me into the valley for a look. Hi, please lead the way."

"Got it!"

Bluestone Valley.

"What's going on? Why is the former army implementing it so slowly?"

"Going back to Shanyu, the two Han men in front are blocking the way."

Murong Chui was furious: "Two Han people? What do you do for food! Can two people stop my 400,000-strong army?"

"It's really because that person is too brave."

Murong Chui slapped the messenger on the face with his whip: "You bastard, I want to see how brave the Han people are."

As soon as the White Wolf Cavalry moved with the elite army, the soldiers in front consciously moved out of the way to let the big shots behind them pass.

In front of the military formation.

Xu Guan was so tired that he could no longer lift his arms, and lay huffing and puffing on the horse's back.

With Xiao Huang protecting him, safety is not a problem.

In front of him, Zhang Wu fought all the way from late night to dawn.

He still looks the same, with a black brocade robe added to his body. Not to mention the bloodstains of barbarians, there are not even any wrinkles on it.

The swing of the war gun is still powerful.

In front of him was a mess of corpses, blood mixed with internal organs, severed limbs and heads rolling around.

The number of Hu casualties cannot be scrutinized because the scene is too miserable.

Xu Guan made a rough estimate that the number of people killed by Zhang Wu in one night was no less than ten thousand, or even more.

Now that he saw the White Wolf Cavalry surging, instead of showing any panic on his face, he shouted excitedly at Zhang Wu: "Master Jin Wu, look ahead, the White Wolf flag has moved, it should be Murong Chui coming over!"

Zhang Wu flipped his hand and picked up a Hu soldier who had no idea of ​​his own death, and looked towards the back line.

"Murong Chui?"

Since this Hu man dared to set fire, Zhang Wu naturally dared to catch him and put out the fire.

Immediately launched a charge in the direction of the wolf flag.

One man charged into an army formation of 400,000 people, feeling fearless.

Those who had seen the bravery and bravery of the former army had no courage to block it, so they all moved out of the way.

When the soldiers in the Chinese army saw a Han man charging, they raised their steel knives without knowing why, but the blade obviously couldn't stop the man in the slightest.

Chi Ji jumped up and almost flew over the shield in the front line of the Chinese army.

When the front hooves hit the ground hard, they crushed to death a few unlucky ones who couldn't dodge.

With the huge bonus of the two ultimate combat skills, Zhang Wu couldn't use his full strength at all.

After the Jinwu war spear was fully swung, it quickly tore a hole inside the military formation.

The fresh blood stained under the horse's hooves was still steaming.

"Great Chanyu, you can't go any further. The Han people are fierce. If we are face to face, no matter how many soldiers and horses you have, they can't protect you!"

"Go away, Ran Min and I have met each other before, and we haven't seen anything scary. It's just a common man's bravery! I want to see what scares you all!"

Murong Chui wanted to scold him again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a person rushing in front of him.

In the military formation of hundreds of thousands of people, it was as if they were strolling in their own back garden, and a large number of soldiers' chests were opened in a few seconds.

Coming at great speed in his own direction.

"Come on, come on, Shanyu, retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

Murong Chui had never seen such a fierce man before. He immediately turned around and disappeared into the depths of the military formation without caring about his appearance.

But between chasing and escaping, the distance between the two did not increase, but was shrinking rapidly.

Chasing the enemy general in the enemy's formation like this is the only one Zhang Wu has done since ancient times.

Murong Chui was shocked.

Wolf flag! He came here following the flag!

After coming to this conclusion, he gritted his teeth and said: "Flag to the north!"

The flag-carrying soldier looked at Murong Chui who was running to the east without looking back. His legs were trembling and he continued to run north in fear.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!!"

Angry roars resounded through the sky, and the sound of Hong Zhong and Da Lu made the ears and nose bleed when they were close to them, and they felt dizzy even when they were farther away.

Zhang Wu was three points faster and urged Chi Ji to charge all the way. He finally caught up with the banner, but only to see a trembling banner soldier kneeling on the ground begging for life.

In fact, Zhang Wu felt reckless halfway through the charge.

The white wolf flag was moved, and he waited there peacefully. Murong Chui would naturally put it in front of him and let him chop it.

It's a good thing now, because he alerted the snake and made people run away.

Finding someone among the chaotic army is no easier than finding a needle in a haystack.

So his system was always on, just to find someone named 'Murong Chui'. Unfortunately, the vast number of names dazzled him. In the end, Murong Chui was not caught up with him.

"It's bad luck. But it's worth it," Zhang Wu complained, stabbed the flag soldier to death with one shot, pulled off the white wolf flag and hung it on Chi Ji's neck, turned around and fought back to the front line.

Drinking all the way:

"Murong Chui is dead!"

"Murong Chui is dead!"

Sure enough, when the barbarian heard this, he looked at the flag on Chiji's neck, moved further away, and leaned back hard.

Those who were too close to dodge would simply drop their weapons and kneel on the ground to kowtow.

In fact, he should have thought of it from the moment Murong Chui abandoned Bai Langqi.

In such an era, the commander-in-chief in the military is often more important than the coach.

If the flag does not fall, the soldiers below will have peace of mind.

From the moment the white wolf rider hung up on the red horse's neck, in the hearts of the Hu people, he was no different from dead.

The army is in chaos. Go and tell the soldiers below one by one that "the general is not dead, he just lost his command flag"?

Not to mention how long it will take, but who will believe it?

A leader who has lost his flag is still a leader?

Of course, Zhang Wu shouted like this just to save trouble. He had no intention of surrendering the barbarians.

God knows who among these people has eaten Han people’s meat rations.

The reason why I shouted like this was just to save some trouble.

In any case, barbarians without weapons are easier to kill.

Besides, he didn't say that those who kneel down and beg for surrender will not be killed. Those are just wishful thinking of the barbarians.