The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 7 The Strong and Good-looking Savage Woman

The fire was raging in the mountains and fields, lighting up the dark night, dispelling fear, and making Cheng Yuanzhi and everyone feel at ease.

The wolves could not stop killing them, and the five hundred warriors were getting fewer and fewer.

Fortunately, after killing more than 100 wolves, the situation was stabilized.

The wolves stopped attacking, snarled, circled, and began to eat the corpses of their companions.

Cheng Yuanzhi knew that the wolves stopped attacking because they were out of kindness, and it was not because they found something to eat.

Instead, the Wolf King is dead.

At this time, the big bad wolf with three tufts of red hair on its head was lying limply on the mound, completely out of breath.

Without the command of the wolf king, the pack of wolves began to divide. A part of the wolf pack quietly retreated behind a strong big yellow wolf;

This part of the wolf pack was left behind, roughly estimated to be three or four hundred.

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They were all exhausted after running around in the middle of the night and fighting fiercely with the wolves, but they didn't dare to rest, let alone act rashly.

Only obeying the command of the commander-in-chief, wrestlers with wooden and iron-headed spears formed a circle at the outermost periphery.

Inside is a circle of warriors with knives.

Inside is a circle of yellow turbans holding wooden sticks and digging hoes, firmly guarding the innermost group of horses and food, and the marshal hiding alone in the middle of the horses.

While Cheng Yuanzhi was terrified, he was thinking of countermeasures.

But facing a group of wild wolves who don't understand human language and martial arts, he has nothing to do.

After a while, Dongfang gradually showed a fishy belly. I don't know which wolf howled first, and then quickly infected the whole pack of wolves, howling one after another.

The pack of wolves howled, turned their heads and galloped away.

Everyone maintained a defensive posture, and waited for a while in the open field to confirm that the wolves had evacuated, and then fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Some people fell asleep directly.

The first thing Cheng Yuanzhi did was to lower his head to check his body... his arms and legs were all intact, the bird was there, and there was nothing missing.

Only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief.

In a critical situation like last night, he survived without even being injured. Cheng Yuanzhi silently praised the Five Hundred Warriors a hundred times in his heart.

He began to understand a little bit about the good intentions of the system.

Looking up, you can see the residual branches and ashes after the flames burned all over the mountains and fields, and the strong smell of fireworks remains in the air, which makes people cry and cough endlessly.

At this time, Li Er came to report with a dejected expression. Only 350 of the five hundred warriors survived, and more than 40 of them were injured.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Cheng Yuanzhi felt that there was a trace of happiness hidden in Li Er's dejected expression, as well as a small secret joy.Looking at my eyes is not only respectful, but also grateful.

It seems that he has also begun to understand Ben Shuai's good intentions.

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Cheng Yuanzhi stood on a slightly higher mound, avoiding the smoke and dust, and weighed his next move.

Li Er squatted beside the meandering creek, diligently washing the wolf king's fur.

The clear stream was stained red with wolf blood, and the fish that had been playing in the stream were scrambling to chase after the blood and shredded meat.

Soon a dense crowd gathered.

Li Er put away the wolf fur, the water surface calmed down, the fishes scattered away, and the face of a young man was reflected in the water, brave and healthy, loyal and kind, wearing a linen shirt, with his hair pulled up high, and in the middle took a stick.

This head shape is like inserting a sword hilt with a red tassel.

Suddenly, the calm water surface vibrated, and the ripples spread out little by little.

A golden and colorful tiger suddenly appeared in the water.

Li Er raised his head and was immediately speechless.

Ten steps away, a tiger, as big as three strong horses stacked together, walked slowly.

It walked very slowly, with light but steady steps.

As it walked, its huge head shook rhythmically, and it made a low whimpering sound, as if it was practicing clearing its mouth.

This put great pressure on Cheng Yuanzhi in the distance. He swore that he had never seen such a big-headed tiger...

When the tiger with a big head looked at him with big, emotionless eyes, Cheng Yuanzhi immediately froze all over, as if he had been immobilized, unable to move.

Li Er was even more unbearable at this moment, he had already fallen to the ground, and he didn't realize that the wolf skin in his hand fell into the water. At the same time, a puddle of yellow liquid flowed out from the hemp pants, and the strong smell of raw excrement scattered in the wind.

The big-headed tiger gave Li Er a disgusted look, moved a few steps upstream, lowered his head, and drank the water as if no one was around.

Everyone who saw this scene held their breath.

At the same time, he secretly prayed that the tiger would not be hungry.

They couldn't bear the consequences of frightening the tiger... After a night of fierce fighting, they had no strength at all.

After drinking the water, the big-headed tiger cast a disdainful glance at Li Er and the others, turned around, and walked away slowly.

After Huying disappeared for a long time, everyone was still petrified on the spot.

Cheng Yuanzhi jumped to the side of the crowd and shouted anxiously:

"Warriors, set off immediately and get out of this wilderness before dark!"

The petrified people came to their senses, woke up their companions, packed up their belongings, drove their horses, and headed towards the sun.

Li Er, who was not paying attention, quietly jumped into the stream and began to wash.

Cheng Yuanzhi's suspenseful heart was relieved after the people started to move.

Leaving the wolf's den with the front feet, encountering fierce tigers with the back feet... I don't know how many there are, it's too dangerous here.

Fortunately, the tragedy of tiger cannibalism did not happen, but what about next time, next time?
What's more, after digesting the victory of Daxing Mountain, Liu Bei, who knows that he has done everything he can to eliminate evil, will definitely lead his people to pursue him.

There wasn't much time left for him... so he didn't dare to stop for a moment longer.

As long as he walks out of the wilderness smoothly and enters Taihang Mountain safely, with his wisdom and massive knowledge of future generations...

Are you afraid that you won't be able to manage a powerful force?Afraid of not being able to find a big tree to live in?
The tougher the start, the better the days ahead!

Could there be a worse start than being a Yellow Turban?
Although Cheng Yuanzhi still had many ideas that died without being implemented, and only about 300 people were left available, but the cause of rebellion is so dangerous, it is better to leave as soon as possible, so as not to die.

At this time, there were too many fierce generals of the big man, and any one who came out could beat him with one hand.

Moreover, it was not easy to get to this point. It took four resurrection opportunities... Those were four resurrection opportunities!

Once he died at the mouth of the beast here, he would have no cards left.

The cold and cheating system will definitely not give him the chance to be resurrected.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuanzhi secretly made up his mind while feeling distressed.

Right now, this opportunity to dive into the sea must be seized!
He is the potential dragon...

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Worried about being besieged by wild beasts again, Cheng Yuanzhi led the crowd to gallop all the way until the red sun was about to fall and a towering mountain appeared in the field of vision, before ordering his men to stop and rest.

Here, it should be the periphery of Taihang Mountain.

The tribesmen sat around in disbelief, gasping for air.

Running at extreme speed for so long exhausted all their strength. If something unexpected happened at this time, they didn't even have the strength to lift their fingers.

"Da da da……"

A wild sound of horseshoes, accompanied by a slight vibration of the ground, startled everyone who did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Marshal, look!" Li Er's hasty voice was full of panic.

Cheng Yuanzhi only glanced up and almost bit off his tongue.

"Damn, there really is a worse start than the Yellow Turban!"

A torrent of dust rushed down from the western mountain beam, and stopped a few steps away under the horrified eyes of the three hundred warriors.

The torrent stopped, but the dust did not stop, covering everyone so overwhelmingly that they could no longer see their fingers.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough..."

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Hearing the coughing of the disciples, Cheng Yuanzhi's heart was full of misery.

As soon as he crossed over, he was killed one after another by Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and others; after that, he was plotted against by Deng Mao and the beast pit one after another, finally defeated Liu Bei, and fell into the wolf's den again;

Everything is not going well, am I the lone star of the legendary Heavenly Fiend who murdered the Seven Fiends?

For a moment, Cheng Yuanzhi thought a lot and felt that the world was full of malice towards him.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated and the vision recovered.

Cheng Yuanzhi got up on his horse, and was about to rage at the person polluting the environment. He was extremely unqualified, but he couldn't help but startled when he raised his head.

Three steps away, on top of a tall red horse, a healthy woman with a burning body was leaning over to look at him.

Before Cheng Yuanzhi could speak, the woman smiled lightly, her white teeth shining like nephrite:

"Everyone, please."

This sentence seemed to be a code word command, a group of fierce and strong men jumped off their horses one after another, rushed into the crowd with knives in their hands, and hacked to death more than 40 people who were bitten by wolves like melons and vegetables.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the leading strong man shouted loudly: "Anyone who refuses to obey orders will be the same as the dead!"

"Now, I order you, take the guys and run up the mountain!"

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(End of this chapter)