Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"Isn't it too late to think about escaping now?"

Zhang Wu rode fast all the way. Earlier, there were people holding weapons to resist for a moment. When he was really ready to kill, how many people were not afraid of death?

The farther back we go, the more soldiers have lost their weapons.

No one could muster the courage to face such a violent charge.

Survival is everyone's instinct.

It is better to die than live.

After a short effort, the deputy general of Wei Army, who was still charging into the enemy formation, noticed something unusual.

Standing on horseback and looking at:

"The building boat has sailed too far, why is Lord Jin Wu still charging? Guards, if you are good at water, rush to the riverside and prepare to go into the water to save people. Lord Jin Wu doesn't know how to swim."

"Yes!" After hearing this, Zuo Zuo had no intention of collecting "military merit" in the battle formation. He abandoned the Jin army and rushed to the river.

"Organize the Jin army to capture those who are good at water and can build boats. Anyone who can save the Jin warriors, I will personally guarantee to the King of Wei and grant him the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Houses!"

"Here!!"

At this time, Chi Ji had already washed up on the shore.

The horse's hooves suddenly stopped moving and stood still.

Under the strong inertia, Zhang Wu on horseback was thrown out like a cannonball.

The body is about five feet above the ground and flies as fast as an arrow leaving a string.

Even if it was a really hard rock, it would fall into pieces when it hits the ground.

For a moment, the soldiers on both sides stopped fighting subconsciously and looked toward the shore.

Boom! ! ~~

After a loud noise, the soldiers' hearts trembled.

In the river, the water splashed ten feet high. A medium-sized mast sailboat, ten feet wide and five feet long, let out a painful cry and was obviously unable to withstand the huge force and was cut off from the center.

All that remained were the broken wooden slats scattered on the river, as well as the waves and ripples caused by the sinking ship.

Circles and circles, like terminators drawn in people's hearts.

"General. Lord Jinwu."

"What are you doing? Hurry and save people! Lord Jin Wu is the reincarnation of a god. Even if he doesn't know how to swim, his life is definitely not in danger!"

"Here"

On the boat, Wang Jiang's eyes widened after witnessing this tragic scene with his own eyes, and he was breathing heavily, with his hand covering his heart.

"Then the Wei general is dead?"

After a long moment of silence, someone finally gave a positive answer: "He's dead, I guess he's dead."

"Just die like that?"

Wang Jiang felt that he had experienced too many transitions back and forth from great joy to great sorrow and then to great joy in one day.

When a new officer took office, he took over his first garrison duty for just one day, and he was killed to death.

Just when he was drafting a draft, thinking about how to excuse himself when he returned to the court.

That general Wei Jun who had shattered all his dreams and was like a nightmare, just killed himself like he was suicidal?

Happiness comes so suddenly?

If that general dies, should we order the navy to prepare for war and recapture the ferry?

While Wang Jiang was hesitating, an unclear sound sounded in the distance.

Ding! ! ~~

Because the surrounding atmosphere is really weird, there is no noise, and the water here is relatively flat, and there is no sound of violent flowing water.

So the sound of metal nails breaking through wooden boards was particularly harsh.

Wang Jiang quickly stretched out his head. The stern of a medium-sized frigate less than thirty feet away from him shook violently twice, and a thin wave formed on the water surface.

Then, his nightmare actually came up from the bottom of the river again.

While leaving the water, the river water poured down from the gaps in the armor, mixed with the blood stains left from the previous battle, making it even more ferocious.

How dare the more than ten Jin troops in the small boat to face him face each other? They scattered and abandoned the boat and jumped into the river to escape.

On the riverside, the anxious Wei troops stopped one after another, raised their soldiers high in the air, and called for Jin Wu.

The sound wave got higher and higher, reaching into the sky.

On the other hand, he slumped down on the deck, staring at Zhang Wu's figure in a daze.

"What did those Wei soldiers call him?"

"It seems to be Jinwu"

Wang Jiang murmured: "Isn't that what Cao Chengwei said to put his own face in order to deceive the world and steal his reputation?"

In fact, Zhang Wu's name had been spread in this era a long time ago.

From the first day when Cao Wei established a foothold in the north, the Jin Dynasty reacted internally.

Most of the courtiers thought it was just a tiger skin that Cao Cheng pulled off in order to establish his orthodox status.

But now, when Wei Jun called out those two words with pride, not only Wang Jiang, but even the Jin people began to waver.

If that person is not Jin Wu

Who else could it be?

"I don't know what will happen next."

On the boat, Zhang Wu changed to a javelin with a longer iron chain, and shook it in his hand.

The javelin swung faster and faster, and then under everyone's gaze, it penetrated the cabin of a medium-sized sailboat in the distance.

The next moment, Zhang Wu fell into the water again, and ten breaths later appeared on the medium-sized sailboat, one step closer to Wang Jianglou's ship.

The same situation happened again.

The Jin troops on the ship did not dare to stop him. The moment Zhang Wu boarded the ship, the surrounding soldiers either abandoned their troops and knelt down, or jumped off the ship and fell into the river.

In fact, there is nothing particularly brilliant about Zhang Wu's water fighting method.

He just relies on his inhuman body to do whatever he wants.

He really doesn't know how to swim, and as long as he is in the water waves, he will be knocked around due to the unfamiliar buoyancy.

But the buoyancy force is just a force after all, and it cannot be greater than Zhang Wu's arm strength.

As long as he has someone to rely on when he is underwater, all problems will cease to exist.

So there were nine javelins of different shapes.

The spear head was narrow and long with a barb, and the iron rope hanging on it was more than ten feet long, which Zhang Wu used to hook the boat.

He was not afraid even if he couldn't hook it onto the boat. Zhang Wu also prepared a gun with a huge and fat body. The thing alone weighed a hundred kilograms, and the attached iron rope was only five feet long. Hooking it on his body was like an anchor on an ordinary ship.

It can help Zhang Wu gain a foothold at the bottom of the river.

As long as he could stand firm at the bottom of the river, he would have another chance to hook up the boat. Even though this road was blocked, he held his breath at the bottom of the river and walked to the other side of the Yangtze River alive.

122Monsters with inhuman basic martial arts can never be treated with common sense.

This is also one of the important reasons why Zhang Wu is confident.

Repeat this three or five times.

When Zhang Wu's figure appeared again, he was already standing in front of Wang Jiang.

The armor was still dripping.

The surrounding lieutenants had their swords unsheathed and retreated one after another.

The general was completely numb. He didn't make any sound when he was held by Zhang Wu, and he just kept swaying.