Hua Xiong woke up from his sleep, only to find himself in a strange environment.
The house was designed in an ancient style and decorated in an antique style.
Whether it was the furniture, the bedding, or the pillows, they all exuded an ancient aura.
？？？
Where was he?
Hua Xiong: Little friend, do you have a lot of question marks?
However, as someone who had read tens of thousands of web novels, he quickly understood that he had definitely transmigrated.
Forget it, he was an orphan on Earth. His grandmother didn't dote on him, and his uncle didn't love him.
So be it.
Hua Xiong consoled himself. He stood up from the bed and picked up the bronze mirror beside him.
"Hmm, he's still quite handsome."
Hua Xiong couldn't help but nod.
In the mirror, he had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong figure. He exuded a masculine aura.
Hua Xiong also noticed that there was a bright armor hanging on the wall beside him.
Although he couldn't tell which dynasty it was from, he still had basic historical knowledge.
To be able to wear such fine armor, it was enough to prove that the original owner of the body he possessed had a high status.
Just as Hua Xiong was curious about his current identity and the dynasty he was from, a panicked voice suddenly came from outside.
"Report…"
A messenger carrying a small flag on his back pushed open the door and rushed in in a panic.
When he saw Hua Xiong staring at him blankly, he was shocked and immediately knelt on the ground.
"General…General!"
Hua Xiong recalled the scene he saw on TV in his previous life. He coughed and put on a dignified look.
"What do you want to report?"
"Reporting to the general, the armies of the eighteen vassals have already reached the pass. General Yuan Shu's subordinate Yu She and Jizhou Mu Han Fu's subordinate Pan Feng are cursing in front of the battle!”
With a clang, the copper mirror in Hua Xiong's hand fell to the ground.
Hua Xiong was dumbfounded.
Yuan Shu?
Yu She?
Han Fu?
Pan Feng?
Eighteen dukes?
Could he have transmigrated to the Three Kingdoms?
Hua Xiong gulped and stuttered,
"Let me ask you, where is this place?"
The messenger looked at Hua Xiong with a blank expression and answered honestly," General, this is Mushui Pass. The general has been ordered by the Grand Preceptor to guard this place.”
"Then let me ask you again, who am I?”
The messenger was even more puzzled.
"General is a first-class general, a valiant cavalry lieutenant under the Grand Preceptor.”
Hua Xiong's vision went black, he took two steps back and sat down on the bed.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
A first-class general, my ass!
Although he didn't know much about history, he had seen many movies and TV series like Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
He had heard of Hwa Xiong before.
If he didn't possess them, Hua Xiong would kill Yu She and Pan Feng in front of Mushui Pass.
After that, it attracted the attention of Guan Yu, and he became famous in history as the " Killing Hua Xiong with Warm Wine "!
God, are you kidding me?
If I transmigrated to this critical juncture, wouldn't that be sending me to my death?
Hua Xiong couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Not to mention Guan Yu, he probably couldn't even defeat the two cannon fodder, Yu She and Pan Feng!
How about this?
Right at this moment, a "ding" sound rang out in Hua Xiong's ears.
"Prestige system binding…binding successful!”
System?
Hua Xiong's eyes lit up. If he had the system, he wouldn't have to be afraid anymore.
"System, what use do you have?"
"Prestige will be given according to the host's actions. Prestige can be used to draw prizes.”
Just this?
Just this?
He was in a life-and-death situation right now, so why didn't he do something substantial?
"Beep, in view of the host's identity as a newbie player, the reward is a lottery draw.”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Gatling gun!”
Hua Xiong couldn't help but reveal an ecstatic expression.
The Gatling gun was emitting blue flames.
With such a divine weapon in hand, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted in the cold weapon era?
The messenger at the side looked at his general's expression, which alternated between sadness and joy, and felt a little uneasy.
Had his general gone mad?
Just as he was considering whether he should sneak away, Hua Xiong had already returned to normal.
"Go, tell the soldiers that I will fight Yu She and Pan Feng in front of the pass!”
"Here!"
The messenger received the order and left.
Hua Xiong waved his hand and put on the armor on the wall.
Looking at his heroic self in the mirror, Hua Xiong laughed loudly.
From today onwards, he was Hwa Xiong!
He picked up the saber beside him and walked out.
In front of Qishui Pass.
The two generals on horseback stopped in their tracks, followed by a black mass of soldiers.
Further away were the camps of the 18 dukes.
The two generals were Yu She and Pan Feng.
"Hwa Xiong, f * ck your grandmother, coward!”
"Hurry up and come out to die. Let grandpa chop off your dog head!”
The two of them cursed.
This was the scolding battle in ancient times.
If it was a scholar like Zhuge Kongming, he might say something like " a white-haired man, a grey-bearded old thief ".
However, Yu She and Pan Feng were both vulgar people, so they cursed with vulgar words.
The city gate of Mushui Pass opened.
Hwa Xiong slowly walked out with a knife in his hand.
Yu She and Pan Feng looked at each other with doubt in their eyes.
Why isn't Hwa Xiong riding a horse?
He couldn't blame Hwa Xiong. He didn't even inherit Hwa Xiong's memories when he transmigrated, so how could he know how to ride a horse?
"Hwa Xiong, you're really shameless for ambushing the Mayor of Changsha's camp!”
"Let me take your dog head today!"
The prefect of Changsha was Sun Jian. Earlier, Hua Xiong attacked Sun Jian's camp at night and killed his subordinate Zu Mao.
"General Yu, let me deal with Hwa Xiong.”
"General Pan, leave it to me.”
In a one-on-one battle between generals, those without horses were at a disadvantage.
Seeing that Hwa Xiong wasn't riding a horse, the two of them wanted to take advantage of him.
"You two don't have to argue anymore. Come together!”
Hwa Xiong hooked his hand, his expression extremely arrogant.
This angered Yu She.
He clamped his horse's belly, and the horse galloped towards Hua Xiong.
"Little brat Hua Xiong, quickly hand over your life!”
Yu She brandished the weapon in his hand and came menacingly.
However, Hwa Xiong did not panic at all.
With a wave of his hands, a strange-looking tool appeared out of thin air.
There were six black gun barrels made of metal.
Its entire body flickered with a metallic luster, emitting a dangerous aura.
Hwa Xiong grinned.
Yu She instinctively sensed danger.
But before he could pull the reins…
Hwa Xiong pulled the trigger.
The Gatling gun in his hand shot out a tongue of flame." Whoosh whoosh whoosh ", the bullet cut through the air.
The sound of gunshots echoed throughout the battlefield.
Yu She, who was the first to bear the brunt, was beaten into a sieve before she could react.
General Pan Feng behind him didn't dodge either.
The thousands of soldiers that they had brought with them fell to the ground like wheat being harvested.
The alliance army immediately cried for their parents and turned to flee.
Hwa Xiong only released the trigger when there was not a single living person left on the battlefield.
The burning barrel slowly stopped, and Hwa Xiong blew the smoke out of his mouth.
The entire battlefield was deathly silent, and everyone was dumbfounded.
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