Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

The flying bears roared in unison, and the Huns who were resting on the spot did not dare to make any mistakes. They quickly got up and continued to flee toward the northwest.

The cat and mouse game has been played for a long time, and there is a certain tacit understanding between the two parties.

Before the next stop to rest, it would be okay if the Huns found scattered tribes on the grassland. Not only can you get a bite to eat, but you don't have to worry about being massacred by the Han army behind you. if not found......

The demons behind them would rush up, kill the hundred slowest runners, and then slaughter the horses and eat them.

This is the ration of one meal for four thousand flying bears, and they have never reduced it.

So there are only two ways to survive, either to find tribes and plunder them, or to run faster than your companions.

But heading west beyond the Horqin Grassland, the tribes on the grassland no longer belong to the Karasuma people, but the real Xiongnu tribe.

Even so, the hungry Huns did not hold back at all because of their fellow tribesmen, and they raised their steel knives without hesitation.

When these jackals once again raised their steel knives against their own tribe, Humphrey finally shed tears of regret and shouted at the top of his lungs:"Can't kill! Can't kill!"

Humphrey knew very well that if he continued to slaughter like this, If this goes on, the Xiongnu will definitely become the next black pill.

As the great chanyu of this generation, he will always be nailed to the pillar of shame by his tribe, and will be spurned for life.

Liu Bao sighed with red eyes:"Father, it's useless."

Bang! ~

The angry Humphrey raised the whip in his hand and hit his favorite son on the face.

Blood slowly slid down the young prairie eagle's cheeks

"you go! Tell them to stop! Go, if they don't stop, I'll kill you!"

"Kill me?"

Liu Bao's eyes flashed with danger, and he did not step forward to stop his people.

This could not be stopped at all. Before their life was exhausted, even if they became sinners of the Huns, they would never give up the hope of living automatically.

No What is more important than living?

Even Liu Bao thought so in his heart.

He spurred his horse away from Yuvluo and ignored the tribesmen who were killing each other. Instead, he went directly to the Flying Bear Army behind him..

He dismounted and knelt on his knees:"Great general, I am willing to be loyal to you for the rest of my life and will never betray you. Please let me live.""

Zhang Wu sat on the horse and smiled disdainfully:"Oh? Then I would like to hear, how do you plan to treat your people?

Liu Bao said expressionlessly:"Kill!"

Zhang Wu admired sincerely:"The Huns are really cruel, so how should you face your father?"

Liu Bao gritted his teeth:"Kill!""

The Huns used their sons to kill their fathers and then used their sons to succeed their mothers. It was not uncommon for them to do so. This has never been surprising. The famous Maodun Chanyu in the history of the Huns also killed his father before he could ascend to the throne of the Chanyu. It can be said that he really made a good start for future generations.

However, Zhang Wu did not agree to it. Yu Fuluo can die, but he will definitely not die outside casually.

"No, it's not time for Humphrey to die yet, but you are very aware of current affairs, so I can temporarily agree to your request."

Zhang Wu winked at Lu Bu, and Lu Bu immediately understood and went out alone. After a few breathless moments, Lu Bu came back again. He was holding a hemp rope in his hand. At the other end of the rope, his eyes were tied up. Yu Fuluo.

Lu Bu stepped forward and handed a piece of rope to Liu Bao.

Zhang Wu continued:"Of course you want to live, but I still have to see your performance."

Liu Bao understood, got on his horse again, grabbed the rope that tied Yu Fuluo with one hand and let the horse drag his father around, pulled out the steel knife with the other hand, and killed the scattered tribesmen.

"Champion, this son is in danger. He can say the words of patricide without changing his face. Don't stay."

"Hahahaha, Zilong is too worried, as long as he is a jackal, he cannot stay. Just keep it in your heart. After the First World War, there will be no more Huns in the northern grasslands."

Just because his name was Liu Bao, Zhang Wu was determined not to let him live.

On November 15th, heavy snow fell from the sky.

God had given the Han army enough face, and the first snowfall came much later than in previous years. It lasted half a month.

The killing on the Mobei grassland continued, and the hot blood dyed the white snow red.

The two thousand Xiongnu defeated the army. Although it was called a defeated army, among the large Xiongnu ethnic group, each one was good at fighting. warriors.

Without Yu Fuluo standing in the way, they, under the leadership of Liu Bao, killed their fellow tribesmen even more ferociously. They did not spare even a child in the place they passed, and they were afraid that one day the matter would be spread, and they would be carried on their backs. The name of a sinner will never speak until someone is dead!

You may feel guilty if you do some things once or twice, but if you do them more, you will get used to them.

On the Mobei grasslands, you can see them every few miles The Xiongnu tribesmen died in large numbers, and all living creatures in the tribe were killed.

After the defeated troops changed their leaders, Fei Xiong unexpectedly never attacked them again. In this way, the two thousand people were more interested in Liu Bao. He was respectful and almost regarded him as the real Great Chanyu of the Huns.

"Liu Bao, you can no longer go north. That is the holy land of the Huns. If you lead the evil spirits to destroy the totem of the Huns, you will be cursed by the Sirius God!"

Crack!~

Liu Bao waved his hand and hit the riding crop on the face of Humphreau who was dragging him behind him, just as hard as when Humphrey slapped him.

"Shut your mouth, the Huns will only return to glory under my leadership, and you are the sinner of the Huns.

Hufro pursed his dry and peeling lips:"Do you know what you are talking about?" Looking back at the Mobei grassland, he was already stained red by the blood of his tribe!"

After just two words, Humphrey was already out of breath. He had been dragged by the horse for half a month, and his body was already exhausted. If it weren't for Liu Bao who wanted him to live, he would sometimes let him live. He got on the horse and rested for a while, but he had been dragged to death by the war horse.

Liu Bao was also afraid that he would be dragged to death by Humphrey and was punished by Zhang Wu, so he jumped off the horse, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and stuffed it into Humphrey's mouth..Cough! ~Cough!~

"Son, listen to me, don't go north again. This heavy snow is a gift from Sirius God to the Huns. The despicable Han people will lose their way in this heavy snow. You only need to lead them around in a circle on the grassland. When you get rid of them, you will still be the hero of the Huns."

"Huh, what if you don't get rid of it?"

"Then drag him to be buried with you to atone for the sins you committed. Believe me, as the weather gets colder and colder, they will all die here. This is the punishment of Sirius God for them. Liu

Bao frowned and thought deeply for a long time.

The snow continued to fall, and the killing continued.

Finally, Liu Bao smiled, reached out and patted Yu Fulo on the shoulder, and said kindly:"Father, there is a saying among the Han people. It makes sense, there is no turning back when you shoot a bow!"