Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

Chapter 163 Sima’s dead horse
  "No, Cao Pi and Xiahou Ba must die, I want them to die! I want to negotiate terms with Cao Cao, the remaining brats are enough!"

Sima Fang was already a little crazy. He has already lost three sons. The pain of losing a son in old age is not enough for ordinary people to understand.

Sima Yi didn't force him, and nodded slowly: "That's all, at worst, we can find an opportunity to abandon Cao Cao and join someone else. Otherwise, if the Cao family conquers the world, they will surely settle today's grievances."

With Sima Lang's organization, the slaves in the house picked up crude weapons, and there were 500 soldiers guarding the house, each with a shield.

Gradually, Sima's team slowly pushed out of the gate.

Cao Pi's team was originally put together temporarily. They were all half-grown children. No matter how fierce they were, they had never seen blood.

It was inevitable that he would be a little frightened after killing someone for the first time.

At the beginning, there was no one there, so it was okay to shoot a few unarmed slaves. But now that Sima has come to his senses, it will be difficult to inflict another effective blow.

Even Cao Pi felt a little regretful. If he had known this was the case, he should have called his sworn brother Cao Xiu.

"Zihuan, don't be stunned. Wait for me to charge and kill you."

Just when all the little guys were helpless, Xiahou Ba jumped out of the horse.

I saw that Xiahou Ba was wielding a spear in a decent manner, and no one could get close to him despite charging back and forth.
  The three people in the distance were amazed.

Lu Bu praised: "This boy is quite interesting. He is not as young as the weak crown, but he has such martial arts skills. In two years, he may be a figure like Zi Qian again."

Before Zhang Wu could speak, he heard Dian Wei laughing wildly: "You are so interesting, that kid looks to be fourteen or fifteen years old. When Zhang Wu was fourteen or fifteen years old, he chased you to pieces. According to what you say, , Isn’t that boy Xiahou’s martial arts a thousand times better than yours?”

"Fart! When did I lose my shit when someone chased me? I just care about my offspring and can't bear to hurt them."

"Bah, why didn't I realize it before? Your martial arts skills are average, but your ability to brag is excellent."

"Come on, come on, let me show you my general's bravery!"

Zhang Wu was not in the mood to listen to the two bickering, and kept his eyes fixed on the door of Sima Mansion.

With the system going crazy.

Sima Fang, Sima Lang, Sima Kui, Sima Jin, and Sima Tong have all appeared.

In addition, the third oldest Sima Fu was shot to death by random arrows, and the fifth oldest Sima Xun was picked to death by Xiahou Ba.

Seven of Sima Badaba appeared, but the second one, Sima Yi, was nowhere to be seen!
  In Zhang Wu's opinion, including Sima Fang, none of the remaining people combined were as threatening as Sima Yi.

This person is not only good at ingenuity and military strategy, but the most terrible thing is his forbearing temperament. If this time is missed, once he goes dormant, many things will happen for no reason.

How could a Tomb Tiger, who had killed Zhuge Liang and four generations of monarchs of Cao and Wei, be easy to deal with?

"Is it possible that I can still get wings and fly?"

Just when Zhang Wu was at his wits' end.

The servants and guards in front of Sima Mansion suddenly changed their formations and formed a square formation to besiege Xiahou Ba.

Seeing Xiahou Ba in danger, Zhang Wu was not surprised but overjoyed.

Many people mistakenly think that those who are good at planning are good at military affairs. In fact, this is not the case. Some people are just good at strategizing and offering suggestions to defeat the enemy. If they really want to be drawn out to form troops, they will be very tight. The most typical representative of them is Guo Jia.

That kid knows astronomy and geography, and his insight into people's hearts is as simple as drinking water.

He also read a lot of military books, but if he was asked to arrange his troops and point out the general direction, it would be enough. If he was asked to personally take command, he would be blinded immediately. It’s not that Guo Jia is wrong. As the saying goes, the ruler is short and the inch is long, and the same is true for people.

Although the square array set up in front of Sima Mansion is humble, it is not something that ordinary literati can do casually.

Seeing as Sima Lang's command value is less than 50, it is absolutely impossible for him to know the art of military formation!
  Then the problem is simple. There is a second person commanding this team of domestic slaves to fight.

Zhang Wu once again narrowed the scope of the investigation, and after a lot of back and forth, he discovered that a young servant was dressed up, shouting and commanding the servants to defend against the enemy.

His face was smeared with charred ash and his body was stained with blood. If you didn't distinguish carefully, it would be difficult to tell the difference between him and ordinary domestic slaves.

Even though someone was prying from a distance, Sima Yi was still so cautious, which shows his nature.

Zhang Wu smiled, it should be him!
  Under system exploration.

Name: Sima Yi
  Force: 24
  Commander: 81
  Resourcefulness: 89
  Politics: 79
  Sima Yi, who has not yet grown up, obviously has not reached the peak of various indexes, and has not yet awakened his exclusive skills.

Even so, his basic numerical values ​​still made Zhang Wu smack his lips.

Even Sima Lang's peak value is not as good as his second brother!

"Zi Qian, stop watching the excitement, the Xiahou family boy is in danger!"

There was no need for Dian Wei to remind him, Zhang Wu could see clearly.

It was alright for Xiahou Ba to show off his bravery for a while, but as someone who was experienced in fighting, he didn't know how to break the formation. He was squeezed into the square formation and couldn't get out while rushing left and right.

As the people in the formation shrank tighter and tighter, Xiahou Ba's spear completely lost its control.

But now that the real owner has appeared, Zhang Wu is too lazy to continue to wait and see.

Without haste, he pulled out the javelin from his back and held it in his hand.

The cold light disappeared in a flash.

There was no clue to be seen in the darkness.

The more Xiahou Ba fought, the more panicked he became. He was sweating profusely. Just when he didn't know what to do, he felt a strong wind blowing by.

When I looked back, I found that more than ten servants had been transformed into sugar-coated haws, nailed to the courtyard wall of Sima Mansion by a long javelin.

After the javelin, the slaves turned into a pile of scattered sand. Xiahou Ba was overjoyed and quickly jumped out of the battle. Transform into a loach, only steal chickens outside the team, and then retreat in one blow.

Seeing Xiahou Ba's decline, the friends behind also launched a charge with their big swords.

Zhang Wu's movements did not stop. After confirming that Sima Yi could not die any more, he casually threw five javelins.

Then without looking at Sima Mansion again, he clapped his hands and walked back.

"Zi Qian, what are you doing?"

"Go home and sleep. What else can you do at this hour?"

The real owner is dead. If he doesn't leave at this time, is it possible that he can stay and collect the body for the Sima family?

(End of this chapter)