"How could it be the Han army?
How could it be the Brocade of Xiliang?
This is not in line with the consistent style of the Han people."
Rimuda roared hysterically, completely unaware that as a tribal leader, he should immediately organize an effective resistance.
And as if they were mocking Rimuda's so-called "Han people's usual style", Ma Chao and Pang De, the two Xiliang cavalry who rushed from the flanks, had merged into a torrent of steel, charging rampantly in the camp.
At the rear of the camp, the criminal cavalry battalion led by Brother Chou was creating chaos unscrupulously.
At this moment, the feeling of suffocation swept through Rikida's entire body like a storm.
In this unstoppable chaos, Rimuda finally realized that the only option was to fight to the death.
"Blow the trumpet and gather the troops" Rimu finished shouting with a trembling voice, but in this situation, he himself felt that he had no confidence.
"Leader, let's go quickly," the soldier said urgently.
Rimuda hesitated for a moment, but the rolling torrent was already in front of him, like a metal thorn.
When he saw the Po Qiang people blocking the road in front of him, he shouted loudly, and dozens of spears were already stabbed at his head.
Rimu retreated in a hurry, and when he looked back, he saw several screams from the soldiers in front.
Several soldiers had died in the first wave of Xiliang cavalry.
The last fighting spirit in Rimuda's heart completely disappeared, and what followed was endless fear.
His heart was chilling, and there was only one consciousness left in his mind: run.
With a sharp pull on the reins, Rimu ran backwards as big as a headless fly.
But the metal torrent behind him still controlled the war horses steadily, calmly sweeping away those Po Qiang warriors who dared to resist desperately.
For a time, the entire camp was ablaze, and one-sided killings had become the main theme.
In addition, the dispersed horses, cattle and sheep were running around, and the entire camp was in chaos.
Naturally, this situation is more conducive to the Xiliang cavalry showing off their power.
Those Poqiang herdsmen who had not reacted at all faced the spears and steel knives of the Xiliang cavalry as if they were facing weeds cut with a sickle.
The body, imprisoned by surprise and fear, could only watch as the bloodthirsty swords and guns attacked his head.
At the same time, Brother Chou also successfully completed his mission of causing chaos and began to gradually merge into the large forces of Ma Chao and Pang De.
Harvesting the fruits of victory.
The number of Qiang people in the Po Qiang tribe is disappearing at an alarming rate, just like the white cloth thrown into a black dye vat, a large piece of it was soaked in at the last moment.
After all, there were a few Po Qiang warriors who resisted desperately, but what was reflected in their pupils were broken limbs and splashes of red, and their fighting spirit was quickly swallowed up by fear without a trace.
Accompanied by the shrill screams, the dawn woven with blood slowly opened.
Under the surprise attack of the Xiliang cavalry, the death struggle of the Poqiang camp soon stopped.
At this moment, only a few places on the battlefield were still silent, but before Ma Chao could take action, those resistances quickly disappeared.
Ten thousand Xiliang cavalry made a starry night surprise attack, completely catching the Poqiang tribe off guard.
In this battle, nearly eight people of the Poqiang tribe were beheaded, while the Xiliang cavalry only lost less than 20%.
I have to say, this is another great victory Although Ma Chao was out of breath and looked a little tired after the war, his face was filled with the pride of a winner, and even the brocade shirt that was blown by the morning breeze was not stained with a drop of blood.
"Successful."
Ma Chao breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.
This time he had to take an adventure and won it very easily.
It was really a blessing from Xiliang.
I love this heaven-sacrifice festival.
Ma Chao wanted to look up to the sky and howl, but in front of more than 8,000 Xiliang cavalry, he had to maintain a majestic face.
On the one hand, he was extremely happy, but on the other hand, he was cruel to the end.
The so-called God of War was made in this way, and the time-traveling man shouted shamelessly in his heart after the great victory.
"It's a pity that the tribal leader ran away in the end."
Brother Chou saw Ma Chao's solemn expression and thought that Ma Chao was looking for the Po Qiang leader.
"No, let's run away."
Ma Chao looked back at the ugly brother who was covered in blood, with a strange smile on his lips: "In the vast grassland, where the jungle eats the strong, who will pity that evil-doing guy?"
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Brother Chou shuddered violently, feeling that Ma Chao's temperament at this time was too demonic, and his awe for Ma Chao deepened in his heart.
After that, Ma Chao ordered his men to start cleaning the battlefield.
And these Xiliang cavalry, who have experienced hundreds of battles, naturally know what it means to clean the battlefield: overnight, the wealth accumulated by the entire Poqiang tribe changed hands.
"Ling Ming, you lead hundreds of people to rescue the plundered people.
Remember, don't be rude."
Ma Chao said smoothly, but then changed his words: "Let Brother Chou go.
Remember, pay attention to those who are under ten years old."
"When I see a one or two-year-old orphan who is strong and smart, I will take him in.
I will use him in the future."
Neither Pang De nor Brother Chou knew what Ma Chao was planning, but since Ma Chao gave his orders, they would obey and execute them unconditionally.
"Hey, that prisoner over there, come here."
After arranging the task, Ma Chao was about to think about the next arrangement.
But after his eyes fell on a prisoner, Ma Chao shouted out casually.
Several Xiliang cavalry immediately escorted the prisoner over.
After Ma Chao glanced at the prisoner coldly, he said calmly: "Chief Rimu, since we have already been defeated, why bother doing this?"
"You actually know me?"
Rimuda suddenly exclaimed, but then he saw Ma Chao's smile of success, and shouted angrily: "Little baby, you actually defrauded me."
"That's right, I wanted to try my luck, but I didn't expect that my luck was really good today."
Ma Chao said with a smile, not caring at all about Rimu's anger before his death.
That's right, Hikida must die, not because of anything else, but just because of his death, so that the entire campaign can come to a perfect end.
And the entire Poqiang tribe will be completely eliminated from the prairie.
This time, Ma Chao came here to completely eradicate the Po Qiang tribe and give those Qiang people who are ready to make a move a loud slap in the face.
Rimuda was at the end of his rope.
When Ma Chao guessed his identity, hundreds of Xiliang cavalry immediately surrounded him in the center.
When he escaped earlier, he himself was stabbed in the arms and legs.
There are several holes and blood dripping from them Li, his already messy clothes were torn to pieces at this time, revealing his strong muscles.
With disheveled hair, he looked desperately at the cold and cruel eyes around him, feeling that the strength he once had in his body was gradually disappearing bit by bit.
Get away from yourself.
However, Rimu is also a tribal leader after all.
He has seen the weak tribal leaders fall into his hands many times before, and he also knows the final result.
It's just that now the character is calling.
After struggling to stand up, Rimuda knew that he had no way to survive, and finally cursed: "The Han Dynasty is a weak dog.
It only knows how to make sneak attacks and does not dare to fight, you Rufu."
Ma Chao laughed loudly, "When the two armies are fighting, they only look at the results, regardless of the means.
Today you were defeated by me, are you still looking for an excuse for your failure?"
Rimu said angrily: "Bah, you Han dog has no shame.
How dare you fight with me?
I can cut off your head with just a flip of my hand."
Hearing Rimuda scolding the young master like this, the Xiliang Cavalry suddenly had a strange arc on its lips.
Ma Chao raised his head and laughed, looking at Rimuda with disdain: "Are you kidding?
Your current situation is worthy of my Jin Ma Chao."
As soon as these words came out, Rimuda suddenly became decadent: Yes, in the previous battle, Rimuda saw with his own eyes the attacking posture of the Brocade of Xiliang.
Almost none of the Po Qiang warriors under his command could win in this battle.
The devil's men survived one round.
He no longer has the same bravery as when he won the throne of leader, and to say these words now is completely humiliating himself.
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Because the name of Xiliang Brocade no longer needs his head to add a hint of affirmation.
His pride has long been a taboo on the grassland.
"Go on your way with peace of mind.
From now on, there will be no Poqiang tribe on the grassland."
Ma Chao waved his hand, and his soldiers naturally knew what to do.
The luster in Rimu's big eyes suddenly dimmed, because he knew that everything he had was finished, and even his name would soon no longer exist in the mouths of the tribal leaders on the grassland.
"Last request, Major General, how did you see through me?"
Before Rimu's death, he finally remembered that he still had this question.
He didn't want to remain confused in the end.
"I want to know."
Ma Chao looked at Rimuda solemnly, his face suddenly changed, and he said with a smile: "I won't tell you."