Feeling the pleasure of running like a dragon and a horse with abandon, Ma Chao led his five hundred personal guards and gradually approached Pang De's army regardless of the 30,000 enemy troops in front.
Under Pound's calm command, Pound's light cavalry gave up their pursuit of the Qiang troops.
Surrounding Ma Chao and Pang De, they stood strictly in small square formations.
Countless sabers stretched straight into the sky, forming a forest of steel.
Only the three thousand newly surrendered soldiers under Liang Xing could not understand the drumbeats and gongs of the Ma Jiajun, so they chased the defeated troops relentlessly.
Only when they saw the large army rushing in front did they stop.
Suddenly he turned his horse's head and rushed back to Pang De's army formation.
But it was so chaotic that I didn’t know where to stand.
"What is this?"
Ma Chao looked at this army that was obviously not his and asked Pang De.
"Lord, this is Liang Xing's subordinate.
This person has admired the Ma family for a long time.
When we met in front of the battle, he offered to surrender without fighting.
The subordinates did not dare to disobey the lord's order to surrender, so they accepted them."
Pang De After fighting for a while, they spoke in a loud voice.
"Great kindness, accept surrender and attack the strong, calm and unhurried, Ling Ming is worthy of being the first general under a certain person."
Ma Chao looked at Pang De's heroic appearance covered in blood, patted his shoulder and praised him in public: "I have recorded this military achievement."
"My lord has trained me well, and my subordinates dare not be greedy for credit."
Pang De answered with clasped fists, sincerely surrendering to the increasingly majestic lord in front of him.
Ma Chao nodded and followed everyone's gaze to find Liang Xing.
When Liang Xing saw Ma Chao looking at him, he was shocked by Ma Chao's youth and melancholy temperament.
He cupped his fists and said, "The traitor general Liang Xing has met my lord."
"General Liang, there is no need to be polite.
Please restrain your subordinates and prevent them from disrupting the formation."
The battle was about to begin, and Ma Chao had no choice but to comfort Liang Xing, so he ordered.
Liang Xing looked embarrassed.
Looking at the mess of his men behind him, he shouted loudly: "Stand behind me, don't mess up your army's formation.
It's embarrassing for me."
No matter how chaotic this place is, it can't be as miserable as the other camp's.
Yan Xing's army is approaching.
Slowly slowing down, and while reining in the horses, there was a sound of inhalation.
All the newly arrived troops felt an inexplicable cold from the depths of their souls: five thousand people, annihilating 10,000 elite Qiang troops.
They couldn't help but disbelief at the tragic situation in front of them.
In a radius of about three miles, the grass was trampled into a mess by the cavalry.
That is, being crushed by the corpses of war horses or broken limbs.
What's even more terrifying is the blood steaming under the scorching sun, as if there are countless innocent souls howling for their lives in the mist of blood.
Some of those Qiang warriors who were lucky enough not to be killed were dragging the remains of their legs that had been pierced by javelins.
Some even had a few crossbow arrows stuck in their backs, but as long as they still had breath, they desperately wanted to climb back into the Yan Xing Formation.
They no longer wanted to stay in front of the formation for a moment longer, and no longer wanted to face those devils from hell.
Ma Chao stood in his own camp of more than 7,000 people.
He poured all his mental strength into his chest and shouted loudly: "Yan Xing, shameless rebel, do you still want to be a coward?"
Ma Chao raised his breath and sent out his voice, and his hoarse and thick voice that had changed his voice faintly echoed in the wilderness.
Ma Chao had never heard Lu Bu's hoarse metal voice.
If he had heard it, he would have been surprised: that voice was almost exactly the same as his current voice.
At this time, the enemy group on the opposite side suddenly changed: as a "woo-woo" sound came from the formation, the enemies began to move in an orderly manner, and the tide-like cracks automatically separated a road to both sides.
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More than a hundred Han Qiang and Hu warriors surrounded a general and slowly rode out.
Under the increasingly warm sunlight at noon, the man's silver armor reflected dazzling light.
As the enemy moved forward, the thick and solemn sound of the big horn flute began to sound one after another, spreading to the entire plain in an instant.
But Ma Chao curled his lips in disdain: Yan Xing, Yan Xing, I thought you dared to rebel because you have really grown up.
Unexpectedly, I didn’t learn other things, but I learned a lot about these frivolous things.
Sure enough, behind Ma Chao, all the Ma Jiajun sneered: This traitorous general actually has the nerve to show up in such a big way.
He really doesn’t know what the word shame is.
Yan Xing slowly walked out of the camp and faced Ma Chao without saying a word.
Only a pair of cold and stern eyes shone with an unforgettable hatred.
Ma Chao raised his voice and said leisurely: "Yan Xing, I think it was the same situation when I defeated you."
Yes, it is indeed the case, just like the grassland war in the past: the same season, the same formation, the same green grass, the familiar smell of blood is floating on it.
What’s even more ironic is that at this time, Yan Xing’s men are still strong in force, Ma Chao Still single and alone.
"In this same situation, you will lose again."
After saying this, Ma Chao raised his gun and pointed to the sky, and his Xiliang cavalry laughed out loud.
"Ma Chao" Yan Xing finally spoke out.
The hatred hidden in his bones gave his voice an indescribable coldness: "Do you know that your appearance has ruined everything for me?"
"At the beginning, I was recognized as the number one warrior in Jincheng, and I would definitely be the number one warrior in Xiliang.
But your appearance broke my dream.
You used those unspeakable strategies to make me lose face, and even "Having said this, Yan Xing's face even turned a strange shade of red due to excitement.
Under his ferocious expression, there was actually a kind of sad and desperate beauty.
Ma Chao remained unmoved and waited quietly for Yan Xing's next words.
"You even took away my wife."
With these words, Yan Xing seemed to be venting more than a year of hatred.
His white teeth seemed to want to devour Ma Chao in one bite.
"Is it Han Ying, the daughter of Han Sui?"
Ma Chao asked back, suddenly feeling pain in his heart: After his father's death, Han Ying was kidnapped by Yan Xing, and Cai Yan was driven away by him.
Except for Yun'er, who could paralyze his body, It seemed as if all his emotions were drained away in an instant.
That emptiness, that pain, is no less than Yan Xing's hatred "How do you know?"
Yan Xing was shocked.
He thought that only Han Sui and himself knew about this matter.
"Except for this reason, I really can't think of any reason for you to betray me."
Ma Chao roared equally ferociously, with a look of unwillingness and anger that made the two armies on the entire grassland tremble.
Historically, Yan Xing was Han Sui's son-in-law.
Ma Chao knows this.
And this was exactly what made him angry: he was too lucky, and he always took it for granted that Han Sui recognized Yan Xing as his son-in-law.
At this point, Ma Chao smiled coldly and said: "Yan Xing, you are a shameless general of the rebels.
Now the Brocade of Xiliang is here to take your life.
You, a defeated general under your command, still dare to fight?"
Under the words, Ma Chao was extremely contemptuous of Yan Xing, and his scornful look was obvious.
When Yan Xing heard the words, his eyes turned sharply, and the cold flames of hatred turned and danced in his eyes: "Ma Chao, I will die today." s: As always, I would like to thank the brothers who support Xiliang.
It seems that Shan Dan, Xiyan, Zihao, and Maitian are the first to give rewards today, haha.
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