Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

Chapter 147 The landscape is completed, the third martial spirit is completely integrated
  "Flying Bear Department!"

Roar! ~
  "The hospitable Huns have prepared a warm yurt for us! Delicious dinner! Horses and fat sheep everywhere! What are you waiting for!"

Boom, boom, boom! ~
  The momentum of Feixiong's charge was overwhelming. Everyone held their guns high and was extremely excited.

Rush down the short slope and directly attack the Hun royal court.

"Han people, they are Han people!"

"Kill, kill them all!"

Chi Ji's fiery red figure jumped up, and at this moment Zhang Wu had already completely charged.

Even though he was surrounded by women, children, and panicked nobles.

This does not affect his slaughter in any way.

The hatred between races can only be washed away by blood.

Even if Zhang Wu lets these so-called women and children go, can they thank him in turn?

They will only get worse and worse, and they will train their children to become jackals, tigers and leopards that hate the Han people the most!
  Every time the Overlord Gun flips over, a large number of unfamiliar faces disappear completely.

As more and more Huns fell, the royal court of the Huns was once again dyed red.

The last time this place was dyed red dates back to the fourth year of Yuanshou in the distant Western Han Dynasty.

Now the powerful empire that once stood on top of the world has fallen and collapsed.

But the integrity of the Han people did not die with it.

The blood feud that has been ingrained into one's bones continues.

After nearly three hundred years, the same champion and the same hussar general set foot here again!
  Nearly three hundred years later, Chen Tang, a famous general in the Western Han Dynasty, said: Anyone who openly offends a strong Han will be punished no matter how far away he is! Still loud and clear.

From the moment when Humphrey decided to go south to hit the grass valley.

When all the Han people in Yanmen were slaughtered.

The moment when the landscape of human heads was placed in front of Mayi City.

The sleeping lion in the east opened its eyes again, revealing its sharp claws and fangs.

Roar! ! ~
  Zhang Wu's spear was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish, and Chi Ji's figure had already rushed from the south end of the Xiongnu Palace to the north gate.

On the left and right, Lu Bu and Zhao Yun rode their horses to follow.

Everywhere he passed were floating corpses, and only wreckage remained as far as his eyes could see.

Finally, the frightened Huns began to flee, and Fei Xiong chased them everywhere with guns drawn.

Dusk, midnight, dawn, noon.

The massacre lasted for fourteen hours.

There were less than 50,000 Huns who escaped. It was unclear whether they could survive as they were invisible in the vast snow.

When Fei Xiong's troops returned to the Xiongnu Palace to rest, the main road was filled with dense piles of corpses, and there was not even a place to stay.

They carefully dug out their brothers and Pao Ze from among the dense corpses.

Carefully wipe the blood stains on their bodies.

It’s just a melee in the Central Plains. Even if you die outside the Great Wall, you can’t be buried in this strange land. The place here is too small to bury the heroic souls of the soldiers!

Ten thousand flying bears came out of Xuchang. By this time, only two thousand were left.

Seven days later.

A landscape that accommodates more than 200,000 people was built on the mountainside of Langjuxu.

Looking from a distance, it looks like another mountain peak on Langjuxu, which is breathtaking.

Facing the rising sun and standing in front of the huge landscape, Zhang Wu finally had a clear understanding in his heart.

Soldiers use military force as a plant and strategy as a seed. Military force is the exterior and strategy is the interior.

Killing can stop killing, violence can control violence!
  The deep red blood completely filled the thick lead stone of the third martial spirit, and erupted with a strange light. The people are slaughtered and completely returned to their positions. Ding! ~
  Congratulations to the host for achieving 100% progress in integrating the third martial soul.

Name: Zhang Wu

Age: 16
  Martial spirit: the first Li Cunxiao (fusion 100%), the second martial spirit Gao Chong (fusion 100%), the third martial spirit Bai Qi (fusion 100%), the fourth martial spirit? ? (Open degree 0%)

Force: 114
  Commander: 105
  Resourcefulness: 90
  Politics: 70
  Skills: 1. Zhaowu: The fighter's strength increases by 10 every 3 rounds, up to a maximum of 12.

2. Po Jun: The force of a single person riding into the formation is increased by 10.

3. Gun Soul: Strength +8 when using a spear.

4. Fight for the lead: When taking the lead in leaping into battle, the force will be temporarily +8.

5. Blood killing: When the army is united to cover up the killing, for every 3 killed in the enemy camp, the commander will get +9, up to +.

6. Military strategy: When commanding an army in combat, the resourcefulness is +5. When commanding the entire army in combat, the resourcefulness is +6.

Points: 24994
  The command value has increased from the previous 97 to an exaggerated 105. Zhang Wu's understanding of the way to run an army has become three points deeper.

The full version of Blood Kill is stronger than before, and the trigger conditions have been reduced by half, making it finally practical.

The resourcefulness also increased by 4 points, which barely made up for the military strategy. With the bonus of military strategy and magical skills, although it was not as good as the top, it was still considered top-notch.

In the two years since he entered Cao's camp, Zhang Wu had already completed his magnificent transformation from a fierce general to a famous general. From then on, he was in charge of an army alone, and the gains and losses of a territory were as easy as a finger.

Raising the spear high again, looking around, Zhang Wu shouted loudly: "Brothers! Go home and celebrate the New Year!"

"Go home!"

"Go home!"

Xuchang.

Hussar General's Mansion.

Cai Yan stitched stitch by stitch to sew a printed black cloak with animal down on it, making it look like a winter wear.

In the room, Diao Chan could only hold the brazier to keep warm. She was weak and what she feared most was winter.

"Sister Zhaoji, why did you stop? But what kind of betrayal did you think of?"

Cai Yan looked towards the north as if he was feeling something. He smiled and then stretched out his delicate finger to tap Diao Chan's forehead: "You, you are jumping out of the gate before you have even passed the door. Be careful not to be loved by the unfaithful person."

Diao Chan's nose felt sour and she turned her head to one side: "I don't want to be loved by my beloved. If I really want to be loved by him, I'm afraid I'll have to suffer all the pain of separation."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, or you will be embarrassed in the future."

"Hmph, I don't know what kind of fox I'm going to bring back this time."

Cai Yan sighed, she was not afraid that Zhang Wu would bring some foxes back, but what she was worried about was that Zhang Wu might not be able to come back in time.

The two got married in September.

Zhang Wu left Xuchang the next day. Counting the time, he hadn't seen him for three months.

The most bitter and sweet thing is lovesickness.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The New Year is approaching, and there is a festive scene in the house.

Cao Pi, who was one year older, was even more naughty. Even so, he did not dare to take a step closer to the study.

Don't talk about him, even Xu Chu, who was guarding him day and night and fearless of heaven and earth, was a little afraid to approach Cao Cao.

On weekdays, the guests walking around the Prime Minister's Mansion did not dare to breathe, for fear of offending the Han Prime Minister who was on the verge of an explosion.

On the other hand, Cao Jie came in and out every day and didn't take it seriously at all.

The naughty boy Cao Pi was so envious that he wished he was not a girl. Otherwise, if he had promised Zhang Wu, he would have been able to get close to the dark-faced prime minister's father at will.

(End of this chapter)