Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"Haha, hahaha! It's finally open!"

Taking advantage of this gap, Lu Bu got on the red rabbit horse again and said, "You kid, you must be crazy. Why are you laughing at nothing?"

Zhang Wu picked up the two barrels of the gun and held them in his hand: "You have so many questions. Come on, let's continue the fight for three hundred rounds."

There was a lot of smoke and dust in the distance, and the Xiliang cavalry could be vaguely seen. It seemed that Dong Zhuo had not seen Lu Bu return to camp after waiting for a long time, so he brought troops to help.

"Forget it, it's already dark, and your weapon has been broken. If we continue to fight, I won't be able to win." The shock just now made Lu Bu's arm numb, and he hasn't recovered yet. Although he said at this moment It's beautiful, but I really don't want to fight anymore.

This kid who jumped out of nowhere is really evil. He is not that big, but he is very powerful.

Zhang Wu turned on Chi Ji and said, "Don't worry, if you're scared, just say so. Who can be fooled by such a high-sounding reason?"

Li Cunxiao originally fought with weapons in both hands. Although Zhang Wu's spear was broken, the spear itself was long, and the two pieces could be used as two weapons.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Ji launched a new round of charge, with blood-red sweat flowing on his fiery red fur.

Lu Bu was shocked and turned pale, so he drew his horse and left.

"My lord, Dong Zhuo's reinforcements have arrived, we can't let Zi Qian chase him!" Cao Ren reminded anxiously. He had just seen clearly that Zhang Wu even had his sword broken. If he were to plunge headlong into the encirclement of the main force of the Xiliang army, That must be ten deaths and no life.

Just a little bit, just a little bit close to knocking Lu Bu off his horse!

If he killed Lu Bu, he would undoubtedly break Dong Zhuo's arm.

Cao Cao did not hesitate too much, turned around and ordered: "Ming Jin withdraws the troops."

clang! ~

The crisp sound of bells and drums sounded, and Zhang Wu finally stopped chasing. Looking at Lu Bu's retreating figure from a distance, he turned around and returned to the camp.

Within sight, a majestic fat man with a steel beard on his face appeared in his field of vision.

"Hahahaha, Feng Xian, what was the result of the battle?"

Rugged, heroic, and like a master.

Dong Zhuo, Dong Zhongying.

When Lu Bu saw Dong Zhuo, he dismounted from his horse and knelt down on one knee: "Father, the princes of the eighteen towns are nothing more than local chickens and dogs in the eyes of a child."

Dong Zhuo laughed and asked seemingly casually: "Oh, really? Who was that little kid who was chasing you just now?"

Lu Bu blushed but did not dare to answer truthfully. The reason why he was valued by Dong Zhuo was because of his powerful martial arts. If he lost even this last bit of value, how could he gain a foothold in the Xiliang army where military merit was paramount.

"The foster father Rong Zhen, the princes of the Eighteen Towns are despicable. First they sent many people to surround and suppress the child, and finally they used wheel fighting. After a day of fighting, although the child was not afraid, the red rabbit horse was already exhausted, so he retreated."

Dong Zhuo dismounted and helped Lu Bu up with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, my son. I will fight for you tomorrow for my father."

"Thank you, foster father."

As night fell, the atmosphere in the Allied camp was joyful, and Yuan Shao even ordered a banquet.

Zhang Wu sat next to Cao Cao, eating and drinking. After a day of fighting, he was really hungry.

It's just that it's very annoying when princes come to toast from time to time.

"Congratulations to General Ziqian for finally becoming the best general in the world. The Han Dynasty is so lucky."

Zhang Wu robbed the three brothers Liu Bei of the opportunity to become famous in the world, but at this moment there was no trace of dissatisfaction on Liu Bei's face.

With that sincere look in his eyes, if Zhang Wu hadn't understood who he was, he would have thought he was sincerely wishing him well. On the other hand, Guan Er Zhang San behind him had a dark face.

Zhang Wu put down the wine cup and burped: "Thank you Brother Xuande for the compliment, but what does my contribution have to do with the Han Dynasty?"

Liu Bei pretended to be surprised and said: "Why did Zi Qian say this? The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers. Why don't you consider yourself a Han minister?"

"Oh, really?" Zhang Wu curled his lips: "The Han Dynasty you mentioned didn't give me a bite to eat or a piece of clothing. If my lord hadn't picked me up, I would have starved to death on the roadside right now. , the so-called Hanchen is really beyond my reach."

Just forget it in the Western Han Dynasty, forget it in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Zhang Wu really had no good impression of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Since the founding of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu has sworn that "the Han Dynasty will be governed by the emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats."

Indeed, at that time, he had the support of aristocratic families, the world was peaceful, and the people were stable.

Later, aristocratic families annexed the land, and many civilians were displaced.

Those in power did not care about the lives of the people in order to consolidate their rule. Zhang Wu had no sense of belonging to this kind of court.

It can be said that the Eastern Han Dynasty has been dead and hopeless since its establishment.

Zhang Wu didn't talk to Liu Bei about any big principles, he just talked about the simplest and most intuitive feelings. Liu Bei couldn't argue with this point.

"Zi Qian! Don't speak nonsense." Cao Cao knocked on the back of Zhang Wu's head. Although these words felt comfortable to him, he still had the surname Liu in this world after all, and talking nonsense would bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.

The Han Dynasty lasted for more than four hundred years, and there were many foolish and loyal people in this world.

"Order."

Zhang Wu responded casually and took Cai Yan out to look at the stars, not taking Cao Cao's words to heart at all.

The loyalty of the superior is both the least valuable and the most valuable.

It's worthless because they have soldiers and money, and they can replace them when the time comes.

The value lies in great righteousness, and it can recruit talents from all over the world to invest.

Zhang Wu naturally had no such concerns. Such excessive loyalty would only lead to death. Didn't the famous Xun Yu and Xun Lingjun commit suicide because of their unnecessary loyalty? Zhang Wu just wanted to say one thing about this, why bother?

Just because the world was once named Liu, it must always be named Liu. This kind of loyalty is too narrow.

"Zhang Wu, don't you see it? You are quite powerful. Even Marquis Duting was beaten away by you. I heard from dad that he is the best general in the world."

"The best general in the world? That was before he met me." Zhang Wu found an open space and lay down with his arms as pillow.

In this era, there is no Internet or TV. Lying on the ground and staring at the stars is Zhang Wu's only hobby.

Cai Yan hesitated for a while, then followed his example and lay down on the grass.

She wouldn't dare to think about such a thing at home, but in front of this boy, she could be herself without any scruples, feeling inexplicably at ease.

Zhang Wu was also stunned for a moment. He felt a little flattered that the famous talented woman was lying on the floor with him.

"Do you think this is a bridal chamber?"

"Sigh, you bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhang Wusha pointed to the sky in a serious manner: "Look, the sky is the quilt and the earth is the bed. If we lie like this, what is it if it's not a bridal chamber?"

"Huh! You're not doing anything right." Cai Yan was silent for a while, then whispered: "Zhang Wu, can I ask you something?"

"Don't be too difficult, I will consider it."

"I feel a little homesick."