Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

Chapter 142 Dog bites dog

Xuchang, Prime Minister's Mansion.

Cao Cao was sitting in front of the table, with the letter in his hand resting weakly on the edge of the table. The little Cao Jie in his arms was chewing his nails as if to entertain himself.

He was already distracted by waiting for the battle report from Bingzhou. The last battle report he received from the front was half a month ago. At that time, it was sent to him by Cao Chun, and the information was quite limited.

Far away in Xuchang, the battle reports he knew were still as follows: The Huns were besieging the city with a hundred thousand troops. Zhang Wu divided his army into three groups and led ten thousand flying bears to attack Mayi.

"Father, it's time to eat."

Cao Cao raised his head and glanced at Cao Ang who was standing outside the door, then picked up Cao Jie and put it on the desk: "You can take Jie'er to eat. I'm not hungry."

Cao Ang persuaded him bravely: "Father, Zi Qian is a victorious general. With him here, Bingzhou will be safe."

It's okay not to mention Zhang Wu. When he heard Zhang Wu's name, Cao Cao exploded and yelled: "Fart! That bastard is the worst! How long has it been, I haven't even seen the battle report! Wait! When he comes back, I will fire him from his post."

Cao Ang hugged his little sister with a black hair, and whispered in a low voice: "Dismissed, I wish I could live happily in the gentle countryside of Xuchang."

Cao Cao's eyes widened: "What are you whispering about there!"

"Well, I think the second sister seems to be a little relieved."

"Is there any?" Cao Cao then stood up, hugged his daughter and looked at her carefully: "No, I think this girl is getting more and more round."

"Keke, daddy, your beard pricked me."

After teasing his daughter twice, Cao Cao picked up the slips that fell on the ground. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard Xun Yu's voice coming from outside the door.

"Prime Minister, great goodness, great goodness!"

Only then did Cao Cao really gain momentum. He rushed out of the door and grabbed Xun Yu's sleeve: "But the battle report on Bingzhou?"

"My lord, three days ago, in the upper reaches of the Fen River, General Xiahou poured water and drowned more than 30,000 Xiongnu. The disaster of the Xiongnu has been solved!"

Cao Cao grabbed the battle report.

Open it and read it carefully. Let me comment by the way.

Huang Zhong's formation killed King Zuoxian of the Huns. The name Huang Zhong must be remembered. Xun Yu, the deputy general appointed by Zhang Wu, also mentioned many times that he should be a general.

Cao Chun raised the banner of Zhang Wu and thus raised suspicion. Zihe was enlightened.

Zhang Liao's eight hundred tiger and leopard cavalry dispersed the defeated army. Zhang Wenyuan is indeed a talented person.

Xiahou cut off the Fen River and defeated the Xiongnu. Yuan Rang has made progress and can calm down.

One by one, I remember it clearly.

But when he read about the Battle of Mayi, Cao Cao's brows tightened and he almost didn't hold the battle report in his hand.

Feixiong's troops attacked thousands of miles, and ten thousand Feixiong fought fiercely in front of Mayi City for a whole day. Ten thousand strong troops arrived, and more than three thousand were killed, and more than a thousand were seriously injured, not counting minor injuries. He defeated one hundred thousand Xiongnu cavalry and beheaded more than thirty thousand.

The battle report contained only a series of cold numbers.

Cao Cao was an expert at commanding an army, so how could he fail to read the desolation in the battle report.

Ten thousand flying bears, that’s ten thousand flying bear spirit cavalry! This was Zhang Wu's true passion, and that bastard was actually willing to do it.
  "Prime Minister, Prime Minister?"

Cao Cao slowly turned around and sighed: "Wen Ruo, do you think Zi Qian regrets it?"

Xun Yu was stunned when he heard the words, but in a blink of an eye he understood the deeper meaning of the words and replied: "Prime Minister, for the sake of the world, I predict that the champion will have no regrets."

Flying Bear, that was Zhang Wu's sharp blade that looked down on the world, it was all his hard work, and it would make anyone feel sad to fight for a piece of territory that does not belong to him and become a remnant army.

Cao Cao took a deep breath, suppressed the depression in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Ziqian is so strong! You are worthy of my great general!"

When he opened the last section of the battle report, he found it was blank.

"Gone?"

Xun Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No more." Cao Cao looked at the signature of the battle report: Guerrilla General Xiahou Dun.

The tragic and poetic feeling that he had cultivated just now suddenly turned into anger, and he threw the bamboo slips to the ground and scattered them everywhere.

He was about to write a poem praising his virtuous son-in-law. He had been doing this for a long time because he was just being sentimental for no reason. They didn't even bother to send him a battle report!

"Shuzi! Shuzi!!"

Cao Ang and Xun Yu smiled at each other and exited the study.

Anyone who knows Cao Cao knows that the ones he scolds the most are often the ones he favors the most.

When dealing with ordinary people, this wealthy Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty always behaves like a master: he talks and laughs calmly and is calm and collected. However, when facing such people, once Cao Cao changes his face, it means that that person will definitely die.

Cao Cao, who was far away in Xuchang, didn't know that Zhang Wu wanted to send a battle report back at this moment.

But he was almost reaching Wuhuan Mountain, and the scouts had to be able to travel thousands of miles to send back battle reports.

In less than half a month, the Huns had slowly transformed from frightened birds, to walking zombies, and now to puppets on strings.

This kind of spiritual change is the most painful.

The number of more than 30,000 people was abruptly reduced to less than 10,000.

The saddest thing is that of the more than 20,000 people who died, only a small part of them died at the hands of the Han army.

At the beginning, the flying bear was really fierce, chasing them and beating them fiercely.

They had no time to cook meat and eat, and they couldn't sleep. Even if they fled to Mobei, they would be chased and killed.

Later, Yu Fulo was so angry that he simply did not escape to the Mobei Royal Court, but fled directly to the Horqin Grassland in the east.

He wanted to go there to seek help from the Karasuma people.

The idea was good, but the remnants of the Huns who had been hungry for days did not dare to turn around and confront Fei Xiong. However, facing the tents of the Karasuma people scattered outside, they were like vicious dogs that had seen meat.

With red eyes, every one of them rushed forward and killed them indiscriminately, just to get the meager bite of food from the Karasuma tribe.

Humphrey wanted to restrain his subordinates, but how could he restrain his subordinates who were hungry and red-eyed.

Then something strange happened.

Whenever the Huns robbed and killed the Wuwan people, the flying bears behind them ignored them at all, and only came out to drive them away after the Huns had almost eaten a few bites of the things they had robbed.

This discovery immediately ignited the hopes of these defeated troops.

As long as they can get a bite of food, they will kill Karasuma.

The vast Horqin grassland is almost filled with the corpses of Wuwan people.

Soon, the Karasuma tribe who were angered by the Xiongnu united together and dispatched cavalry to kill the Xiongnu's defeated army.

Fei Xiong was still hanging from a distance, watching the two tribes fight to the death, and even came to help several times when the remnants of the Huns were about to be defeated.

Now, Yuvrou finally understood what the devil behind him was planning.

But now that the situation has been established, how can he, a down-and-out Xiongnu chanyu, be able to change it?

He wanted to make peace with the Karasuma people, but the Karasuma people, who had already been dazzled by hatred, would not pay attention.

He wanted to turn around and fight Zhang Wu with his entire army, but with less than 10,000 remnant troops, how could he defeat the 4,000 flying bears who were just waiting for work?

He can't restrain his subordinates.

The imaginary allies turned into enemies.

At the moment, he can't do anything except being driven by Zhang Wu's army to march towards Wuhuan Mountain.

(End of this chapter)