Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

Chapter 200 Tentative
  After exchanging pleasantries with Zhao Yun, Zhang Wu finally remembered his prisoner, walked up to the Xianbei people, and asked with a smile: "Which one is Kebineng?"

In fact, there was no need for him to ask. Under the system's detection, the bug had nowhere to hide.

Ke Bineng was wearing ordinary Xianbei clothes at this time, pretending not to understand Chinese, and just followed the Xianbei people next to him, howling and kowtowing.

He was really frightened, otherwise as the leader of the clan, how could he do such shameless things.

Zhang Wu walked up to Ke Bineng with a gun and stabbed him: "Well, you can't even understand Chinese, right? Then this general will go on a killing spree. Let's start with the ugliest one."

"No, no, general, I can speak Chinese, and the villain can speak Chinese." Kebineng was so frightened that he was already a little incoherent.

"Okay, stop acting. Do you want to survive?"

Kebineng nodded wildly: "I think so."

"Okay then, tell me, how many days will it take for the reinforcements you mobilized to arrive?"

Kebineng was stunned: "What does the general mean? I can't understand it. If you ask the big leader, the big leader has already died in the rebellion."

Zhang Wu didn't have time to act with him, so he took out the green sword from his waist and wanted to kill him.

Kebi Neng saw that it didn't look like a show, and quickly replied: "Five days, five days at the latest. The heavy rain previously blocked it, and the Xianbei reinforcements will arrive in five days at the latest after the weather clears."

"You're so sensible, why don't you end up getting married? You're such a bastard!"

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  The sharp blade flashed past, and a blood arrow burst out from the neck of Ke Bineng, the great hero of the generation, and his head rolled out with a rumble.

Zhang Wu pulled off a corner of his clothes and wiped the sword blade before sheathing the sword again: "Come here, frame it. I will use it as a gift when the prime minister celebrates his birthday in two days."

He never thought about letting Kebi survive, let alone using his identity as a big leader to engage in any conspiracy.

The view on the grassland is wide, and the Xianbei people are not fools. After seeing this scene, they can be deceived. They are really pretending.

But there is nothing easy to calculate. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are just paper tigers.

At present, Zhang Wu's subordinates only have thirteen thousand flying bear cavalry and one thousand white horses.

Even if the combat capabilities of the Wolf Cavalry and the Youzhou Iron Cavalry are somewhat inferior, just fill up the numbers.

There will be Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Zhang Liao, Ma Chao and Wei Yan.

Add yourself.

The three strongest warriors from the Central Plains gathered together.

With this lineup, it's easy to defeat Xianbei.

What's more, Zhang Wu had already predicted that the reinforcements Ke Bineng could recruit would only be of acceptable quantity at most, but their combat capabilities would definitely not be as good as the 50,000 Xianbei people that Ke Bineng had brought under his command.

The elites were all slaughtered, but the miscellaneous fish were still killed casually.

Lu Bu rolled his eyes in anger: "Champion, Zhang Ziqian! What do you want to do? You are still injured! Can't you turn around first? If that doesn't work, you can go to Youzhou as a guest first."

"Okay, why did I notice that you are getting more and more verbose? Is this still the Lu Bu I know? Don't force me to suppress you as a general. After all, I will marry Qiling in the future. It will be too much trouble. Stiffness doesn’t look good on anyone.”

With Xianbei in front, how could Zhang Wu let go of this opportunity? Without Hu Dao's blood, he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to merge with Ran Min's soul.

Seeing that he couldn't resist him, Lu Bu weakened by three points. He pointed at the hundreds of Xianbei kneeling on the ground and asked, "Are these bastards going to be dragged out and buried?"

"No need, they have been scared out of their wits. They will be detained for now. After the battle here is over, they can be driven back to the grassland."

What kind of climate can more than a hundred Xianbei have?

Zhang Wu let them go just to use them as free microphones to publicize his terror everywhere.

Five days are coming in a blink of an eye.

The army camped on the spot and did not move at all. The flames burning Xianbei's corpses burned for five days.

In the past, Zhang Wu would have ignored them, but now that he has classified the grassland outside the Great Wall as his own backyard for grazing, he naturally cannot let these corpses stink on the grassland.

On the fifth day, the scouts reported back and found that the Xianbei army had mobilized, about 30,000 people, all cavalry.

Zhang Wu had previously thought that Ke Bineng's backhand was some kind of killer move, hoping to use it to fuse with Ran Min's martial spirit. Now it seems that his wishful thinking has indeed come to nothing.

Thirty thousand cavalry is a force that cannot be underestimated anywhere.

But placed here, it is so pale and feeble.

The foreign races belong to various small tribes, and it is difficult to coordinate them uniformly.

Without Kebineng, they had not even elected a leader, and it would be even harder for them to become a unified force.

Zhang Wu just laid out his cavalry formation and charged once, and the 30,000 cavalry army was completely defeated.

The only thing worth mentioning is that in this one-sided massacre, Zhang Liao and Ma Chao each had some insights and entered the unparalleled realm.

Zhang Wu's integration degree has also reached 65%.

The battle is over.

Kebineng's troops suffered heavy casualties, and almost all the young men in the clan were killed or injured.

The great leader Ke Bi Neng was defeated by Zhang Wu.

The little leader of the tribe died.

All that are left in the clan are the old, weak, women and children, and there is absolutely no possibility of developing and growing again.

The grasslands are not as good as those in the Central Plains. Without their men, they will either become vassals of other tribes, or they will have no choice but to move north and find some bitter and cold land where pasture is not abundant to lick their wounds.

Here, there is only the weak and the strong.

Any feelings of fellow race and compatriots are all nonsense.

No one goes back to sympathize with the losers.

If they still dare to dominate this fertile pasture, there will only be one outcome, and that is to be annexed by other tribes, with their women becoming trophies, their children becoming slaves of others, and their elders being decapitated.

A sudden war without warning came to an end with the rout of 30,000 cavalry.

The total number before and after the Xianbei war was 80,000. After the war, not one out of ten survived. Even those who were lucky enough to survive were frightened to death.

The cause of all this was simply that Zhang Wu was bored in Jinyang and went out to train his army.

All this development is also due to Kebi Neng, who was greedy for the huge reputation, changed his planned itinerary, lost his roots, and took the initiative to seek bad luck for Zhang Wu.

The result is disappointing.

Since then.

For a long time to come, the word Zhang Wu became a taboo on the grassland.

Whenever the title "champion" is mentioned, there is talk of a sullen attitude.

There were more than ten times more spies outside Yanmen Pass than usual.

The purpose is of course not to go south to clear grass in the valley, but to monitor the direction of troops in Bingzhou so that they can escape in advance.

(End of this chapter)