Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

After saying that, Liu Bao thoughtfully helped Yu Fulo onto his horse.

Lead the horse and walk slowly north.

Along the way, he walked slowly but firmly.

For one clan or one person, which one is more important does not need to be said by Fuluo, but Liu Bao also knows.

But knowing it is one thing, and actually doing it is another.

Maybe the kind of people who sacrifice themselves for the continuation of the race do exist, such as Humphreau. But it's a pity that he, Liu Bao, is not.

There is no doubt that he is a sinner of the Huns. Instead of sacrificing one life to beg forgiveness from his tribe, it would be better to kill all those who hate him.

Everyone who wanted to scold him was killed, so naturally no one scolded him.

As long as he can live well, how can Liu Bao care about the life and death of others!

"Ziqian, why did the Huns slow down? Do you want me to remind him?"

"No, if I'm not wrong, we should be there soon"

"Now I am thinking about how we can return to the army in the vast snow."Lu Bu exhaled a breath of heat. The worry in his words could not hide the joy on his brows.

That is Langjuxu Mountain!

The Langjuxu Mountain is right in front of you.

How many passionate men dream of sealing Langjuxu, right there. In front of me!

Even if he only set foot here as Zhang Wu's lieutenant, his ancient achievements will definitely be remembered by the world.

Now, Lu Bu feels a little dreamy.

From a lost dog that everyone shouts to beat to a national hero. Whatever steps he went through, it was very simple, just follow the right person.

At this moment, even if he died, Lu Bu accepted it.

He didn't even have to worry about his family at all. With his achievements, there were many people with lofty ideals in the world who were willing to help him. Looking at the hero's widow.

Zhang Wu keenly noticed Lu Bu's changes, smiled and poured cold water on him:"Don't have sweet dreams so early. Think about the blood that has not dried up on the grassland, and think about the babies waiting to be fed. I guess we will wait. After we returned to Xuchang, there were so many sarcastic people jumping out to poke our spines, whether they were executioners or national heroes, we have yet to tell.

Lu Bu immediately became unhappy:"Fart!" By keeping those wolf cubs, is it possible to wait until they grow up and continue to go south to massacre the Han people?"

"Hahahaha, who cares about this? Raising a butcher's knife against a defenseless person is enough for people to use it to discredit you.

If you don't believe it, go back and see for yourself.

"Zhang Wu doesn't believe that some sour scholars will sing praises for him.

The Virgin Mary is not just for future generations.

In later generations, even Wu Huan Hua has some people who dare to say that it is a great integration of nationalities.

Now I am afraid that there are many people who call them executioners.

"Can you still laugh? We are obviously hunting the wolves in the north, but we will still be angry with these cowards when we go back! Zhang

Wu pointed at the Fang Tian painted halberd in Lu Bu's hand and laughed and said:"No matter how I look at you, you don't seem to be a master who can tolerate anger. Who makes you weak and angry? What is the use of the weapon in your hand?" Kill the chicken?"

Lu Bu then put on a happy expression again.

Zhang Wu's words gave him a wake-up call. He is just a lieutenant, and this barbarian is the first to bear the brunt of verbal criticism.

Lu Bu has never seen anyone who can give such a good character. He didn't worry about suffering, so what was he worrying about here?

The army marched north for another five days.

After passing a low mountain, the view instantly broadened. In the distance, the vast Langjuxu Mountain was still tall and tall.

At the foot of the open mountain, It is the prosperous royal court of the Huns.

Only those who have contributed to the Huns are qualified to live here.

The nobles with the noblest blood.

The strongest children in the clan.

And the tool for carrying on the family line - women.

Old men over fifty years old. , will be automatically expelled from here and left to fend for themselves.

In the prosperous clan area, cooking smoke can be seen everywhere, and around the royal court, densely packed sheep and horses are raised by tall fences.

The Xiongnu may be in despair, but they must be divided and reconciled. Who can compare, with the rise of Xianbei and Wuwan, they just lost their absolute dominance over the grassland, but to those small tribes, they are still the giants of the grassland.

Feixiong stopped advancing and stopped on the short mountain.

At this point, Liu Bao was no longer in the mood to pretend to be a loving father and a filial son. He grabbed one end of the rope with one hand and pushed Humphrey off the horse.

The scimitar at his waist was already unsheathed, and he roared at his subordinates:"Kill them all, and then we can go to Han to enjoy the blessings! Think of the wine there, think of the women!"

More than a thousand strong men drew their swords at the same time. Some were unwilling, some were excited, and some were guilty and shed tears.

As Liu Bao said, there is no turning back when you draw your bow.

No matter what emotions you carry when you reach this point, If they go down, it will be difficult for them to look back.

"kill!!!"

Rumble, rumble! ~

Yuvluo was dragged wantonly by the war horse, and he shouted in pain, but his voice was instantly buried by the sound of horse hooves. The great Chanyu of the Huns was finally dragged to death by his own son, which is really shocking In the quiet and peaceful Xiongnu royal court, someone soon discovered the tribesmen rushing from afar.

They rushed to inform each other and happily prepared to welcome their heroes.

But they never dreamed that what greeted them would be the steel swords of their tribesmen.

All the brave and capable warriors in the Hun royal court were mobilized by Hufrault to go south to clear grass valleys. The only ones left who could fight were fat-headed nobles and women who were usually used as fertility tools.

In Liu Bao's view, the face of For these people, as long as the war breaks out, it will be a one-sided massacre.

But with the advent of winter, almost more than 200,000 tribesmen gathered in the royal court from all directions.

This is completely different from what Liu Bao imagined.

The original attack At the time of the Wuwan Palace, it was the time when the livestock was fattening, and most of the people had gone out and not returned. Qiu Liju had removed all the strong men from the Palace. Otherwise, how could the Huns have so easily captured the animals?���

This time he tried to imitate the cat but made a mistake.

What's more, Liu Bao's side has fewer than a thousand people after days of fighting. Even if those tribesmen stood still and let them kill, how could they finish the killing?

Later, the scimitars in the hands of their subordinates were already curled, but it seemed that they could never finish killing all the clansmen they thought they could kill at will.

One crop falls, and another crop comes. four hundred people...three hundred people...two hundred people...One hundred people.

Liu Bao looked at the dwindling number of subordinates, at the flying bear in the distance that was still motionless, and then at Humphrey, who had been dragged by him until he was completely unrecognizable and completely inhuman.

He finally understood that he had been tricked.

That evil Han man never thought of leaving a way for him to survive.

As a woman rushed forward and pierced his chest with a machete, Liu Bao actually smiled when he was dying.

He recognized this woman, and the wolf cub whose head he had just beheaded was her child.

Then, more and more women pounced on him, chopped him into minced meat with knives, and even worse, divided his flesh and blood and ate them.