Time passed by minute by second.
Although Ma Chao looked calm and composed in front of those cavalry, in fact he was extremely nervous in his heart.
"No one can remain indifferent when faced with a life or death decision.
Ma Chao is not a god or a demon, he is just a man."
He is just a little person who accidentally traveled to a world that does not belong to him and wants to live a more relaxed life in troubled times.
However, troubled times will not easily give him the results he wants.
Therefore, he can only rely on his own cleverness and tenacity to survive in troubled times.
Finally, what was supposed to come came.
When it was possible to see that there were only some sparse lights left among the Huangyangqiang, Ma Chao finally felt a huge stone in his heart.
The warriors all went to the battlefield with their leaders, leaving only some old men, women and children in the tribe.
"call out" Amidst the sharp sound of breaking through the air, cold murderous intent was already approaching.
The old people and children in the Huangyangqiang tribe did not know what was going on when they saw a group of cavalry coming at lightning speed like the wind.
The uniform Han Dynasty armor, the bright red tassels, and the cold and ruthless killing intent instantly caused the entire tribe to panic.
"Kill" Ma Chao took the lead and rushed over first.
And when he saw that the tribe was really full of old people and children, he had to ruthlessly kill them with the big gun in his hand.
Without him, there is no mercy in troubled times Today you have shown mercy to the enemy, but tomorrow the enemy's sword will not show mercy to your life.
Therefore, Ma Chao would rather let the murderous intention in his body turn him into a ghost at this time to wipe out the trace of compassion in his emotions.
"Kill" "Kill" An overwhelming cry of killing suddenly rang out from both sides of the Huangyangqiang tribe.
After hearing the shouting, Pang De led the two thousand Xiliang cavalry to suddenly appear like ghosts and rush towards the tribe's camp like a tide.
Obviously, Pound, who has lived in the criminal riding camp for several years, is much more cold and cruel emotionally than Ma Chao.
"The Han army is the devil of the Brocade of Xiliang."
Some old people in the Huangyangqiang tribe were frightened.
After recognizing Ma Chao's iconic costume, they quickly shouted to the surroundings: "Run, run, the Brocade of Xiliang is coming." " Because Ma Chao deliberately left his name several times, the Brocade of Xiliang has deeply existed in the hearts of every Qiang people.
Among the tribes that are friendly to the Ma family, the Brocade of Xiliang is the invincible general of God's power; but among the tribes that are enemies of the Ma family, the Brocade of Xiliang is the butcher, the devil, and the one who fears the most in their hearts. nightmare The women and children, who had already lost their courage, immediately gave up their will to resist and fled in all directions.
However, some Qiang people who had not yet figured out what was going on were frightened by the horses that were panicking.
After they saw clearly the Xiliang cavalry that was coming to cover them like a tide, they were so panicked that they didn't know how many Han cavalry there were, so they quickly turned around and ran away.
Winning this battle was not honorable at all, at least, that's what Ma Chao thought.
"kill" Pang De roared loudly and chopped down a slow-running Yellow Sheep and Qiang herdsman with a knife.
He felt indescribably happy in his heart.
He had been chased around by the Qiang herdsmen like a dog in the past few days, but now he was ambushed by him.
It can be said that things in the world are unpredictable and unpredictable.
The hatred accumulated in his heart was released all at once, making Pang De prone to violence.
Pang De looked up to the sky and laughed three times.
Pang De brandished his sword and was about to pursue him again, but was caught by Ma Chao.
"Okay, stop chasing, gather the soldiers immediately, make some necessary supplements, and then turn in immediately."
"Why?"
Pound was stunned.
"If you don't leave now, you will die without a burial place," Ma Chao shouted sharply, which immediately made Pang De wake up.
The red light in Pang De's eyes gradually disappeared, and he finally realized the situation of his army.
He waved his hand and immediately ordered his men to resupply on the spot.
The look he looked at Ma Chao gradually changed from fear to admiration.
Sure enough, just after Ma Chao's criminal cavalry camp left within a stick of incense, the Huangyangqiang leader led more than 10,000 cavalry warriors and arrived.
But what was left to them at this moment was the burned tents and scattered livestock, and, more importantly, the corpses of the elderly and women in the tribe, as well as the children who were in pain around them.
"Xiliang Brocade, I will cut you into thousands of pieces," Huangyangqiang leader Duotamu's eyes were on fire, he threw the scimitar in his hand to the ground, and roared through gritted teeth.
"Chief, there is a letter left for you by Ma Chao in your tent."
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The warriors under his command suppressed the grief and anger in their hearts and inspected the tribal camp.
In the leader's golden tent, they discovered This is a letter that can make the Huangyangqiang leader furious but helpless: I'm borrowing the help of the young master from your tribe to travel with you on the grassland.
I hope the leader won't blame you.
Duotamu is in his forties this year.
In the Han Dynasty, at this age, one could already call himself an old man.
During the battle with the Han army, his descendant Gen was shot by the Han army.
Although he saved his life, his fertility was greatly affected.
It was not until a few years ago that I had my first and possibly only son.
Duotamu had a son in his later years, and he was so precious that he was afraid of falling when he held it in his hands, and he was afraid of melting when he held it in his mouth.
But now, his three-year-old son fell into the hands of Ma Chao "Is the Brocade of Xiliang really the nightmare of our Qiang people?"
Duotamuhu's eyes widened in anger, but he shed tears unsatisfactorily.
Men don't shed tears easily, especially the hard-blooded men on the grassland.
However, Duotamu had no other way to express his hatred and fear of Ma Chao except for this expression of aggrieved emotion.
"Can you be sure, this is Duotamu's only child?"
As the horse was galloping, Ma Chao looked shocked after hearing Pang De's report.
"Yes, young master.
At that time, many women and old people were trying their best to protect the child.
The subordinates felt something was wrong, so they kidnapped him.
Now, his identity has been learned from his biological mother."
Pang De answered. , while trying to protect the balance of the body.
Because, in his arms, there was a three-year-old boy sleeping soundly.
Ma Chao once again took a solemn look at the child in Pang De's arms, and inadvertently pulled out a cunning and strange arc at the corner of his mouth: This child, if used well, can almost be worth tens of thousands of Yellow Sheep Qiang Er Lang.
And if you play your tricks a little more cleverly, it might not be impossible for Huang Yangqiang to betray the Iron Qiang Alliance.
And Pang De saw this sinister look on his young master's face again.
I still don’t know that Ma Chao has his mind set on this child again.
Looking at the child in his arms again, Pound began to feel sad for the fate of this poor child for the first time.
At the same time, he silently made an evaluation of the young master who had no sense of propriety, justice or shame at all: Animals: