Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"Is it the Wei army? Don't let them rush up and fight back."

Before the barbarian, who was dressed like a little leader, could finish speaking, a large dent appeared in his chest, and dark red blood gushed out from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

After the Yingkou breakout battle, the Hu people regained some morale.

But that poor morale quickly collapsed under the sharp edge of Jinwu's war spear.

With the addition of the three ultimate combat skills, Zhang Wu fought like a madman, crushing every barbarian who wanted to get closer with almost brutal means.

After charging into the formation, there is still enough energy left to command the cavalry to change formations.

The formation spread out and strangled. Wherever the resistance was a little fierce, Zhang Wu would ride his horse and crush the enemy formation.

The conical formation penetrated deeply, penetrated the rear of the enemy's formation deeply, and advanced forward.

The seven-star formation is not connected from head to tail, but echoes backwards, left, and right. It performs ferocious killings in the midst of hundreds of thousands of troops, as if entering an uninhabited land.

At the same time, the two wings of the Hu army were also intercepted and killed to varying degrees.

Although the cavalry led by Ran Min did not have as many variables as the Chinese army.

With only the bravery of the general, a bloody path was torn open. Everyone rushed to be first, and no one was timid and afraid of the enemy.

Many times, the battle between two armies is a competition of courage.

Why warriors in hundreds of battles can often defeat many with less.

When encountering each other on a narrow road, the brave will win, and the courage of one party will always be at a disadvantage in the fight between life and death.

What's more, at this time, the Hu people in the north not only had to face Ran Min's interception behind them, but also had to face the strangulation formation of the Chinese army Zhang Wu leaning over from time to time.

With the two echoing each other, it is already rare to concentrate on fighting. Where does the indomitable morale come from?

Among the three armies, only Xu Guan, who was in the south, was more than a step behind.

Most of the time, he just led the people to drive the barbarians forward.

"General, charge forward. Look at Lord Jin Wu, he is almost killing the Hu people."

"Yes, General, we are not afraid of death! Brothers are fighting in the front, what do we look like when we are left behind? Just ants who are just trying to survive? We can't stand such humiliation. After the battle, we still have to be laughed to death by other brothers!"

Xu Guan gritted his teeth, and from time to time, barbarians would behead him under the big blade.

The brothers behind him are brothers, but why are the brothers in front of him fighting the enemy bravely not brothers?

He could even call out the names of many people who died tragically after being killed.

Remember the wine they drank with me and the bragging they did

Zhang Wu only told him to bring two thousand cavalry to cover the enemy from the flanks, but he never told him how far to cover the enemy, how deep they could penetrate into the enemy's formation, and how much battle damage would be within the tolerable range.

He can be cold-blooded towards barbarians and even risk his own life.

But he did not dare to decide the life and death of these Paoze brothers who were also born in poverty.

This is the most instinctive respect for life, and it cannot be explained by Ran Min in just a few words.

In fact, Xu Guan didn't know.

This was the last question Zhang Wu left for him.

We are all born different, with different talents and upper limits.

Some people are born with rationality dominating their emotions. They are like cold machines. They don't think much at all in their calculations. How many soldiers' lives they have to pay is nothing more than the simplest arithmetic problem.

The disappearance of each living life is just the most inconspicuous number in the victory report to them.

This kind of person is a born general.

Among them, Han Xin in the Pre-Han Dynasty is the most representative figure.

The greater number of people are ordinary people of flesh and blood.

Including Zhang Wu, they value the brothers around them and face every parting with the slightest sadness they dare not show.

They will also weigh the pros and cons, but in every trade-off, they try to move the height of human life forward and move forward as much as possible.

The reality is very cruel.

Mercy does not control soldiers, and justice does not control wealth.

Often the more affectionate and righteous a person is, the harder it is for him to become a famous general of the time, let alone a famous general of the world.

If Xu Guan had been acting like this, Zhang Wu would not say anything. What was Xu Chu doing in the first place? In this life, he would just arrange for Xu Guan to be Cao Chenghu's guard according to the previous model.

Why can't we be prosperous and wealthy and leave a name in history?

Once he can really cross that hurdle and face the separation between life and death.

Zhang Wu is going to directly dispatch him to Wang Meng's command as his deputy. Wang Meng doesn't have many strong generals. If he goes, he will have great potential!

"Ah!!!~~"

The chaotic thoughts almost drove Xu Guan crazy. It was obvious that the Wei army was overwhelming.

"General,"

"General."

"General!"

Calls one after another, facial makeup one after another, finally merged into a huge picture, reflected in the mind.

Xu Guan slashed his sword and closed his eyes as if he was looking for death while he was still charging.

There was light rain in the sky.

The dry earth once again received the baptism of God, and the fine raindrops hit the face with a slight chill.

Everything around seemed to be quiet.

There is no war, no fighting, no parting or death.

Only when his grandfather taught him martial arts when he was a child, he always had a smile on his face when he mentioned his ancestors.

Tranquility, serenity.

He failed to join the army and became an unremarkable bartender in a tavern in Luoyang.

That was not an exciting resume, but it made Xu Guan think a lot. He thought of his original intention when he surrendered to the army, of the prosperity of Ye City, and also of the frighteningly dark and bloody era before the rise of the Wei Dynasty.

Raindrops dripped on the barbarian's steel knife, and splashed back onto Xu Guan's face.

It was the smell of death.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a sense of vicissitudes in the eyes of the young man who was not yet old enough to be worthy of his age.

The joy on the faces of the barbarian soldiers who were about to kill him came into view.

Xu Guan couldn't reach the sword, so he stretched out a palm and pinched the blade tightly.

Blood dripped down the palm of my hand and fell to the ground along with the drizzle.

He seemed to have finally understood the meaning of life.

As a human being, how insignificant.

No one decides how to be born, or even how to die on their own terms.

The reason why life is beautiful. Just trying to catch the only remaining beam of light in the endless darkness.

He is the general of an army. What qualifications does he have to restrain the soldiers according to what he thinks is best?

As a general, his duty is to carry the people behind him and carry the dreams and hopes of countless people to win and keep winning!

Use the sword in your hand to carve out a hopeful tomorrow.

So that the descendants of future generations will not lose their lives in the war, so that the Chinese people will not experience the darkness of despair again!

Creak! ~

The steel knife shattered, Xu Guan stretched out his bloody palm, grabbed the Hu man by the collar, leaned back slightly, and smashed the other man's head with his head.

The pungent blood spread on his body, but Xu Guan felt extremely comfortable.

"Roar!!!~"

"All troops on the right wing obey orders!"

"exist!"

"Kill the enemy bravely, catch up with the Chinese army, charge!!!"

Roar! ! ~

The right-wing cavalry, which had been holding back all the way, had already built up its energy, and was just waiting for Xu Guan's order to pierce the barbarian's bone marrow like an arrow from a string.