Mu\Can\Literature\xue: "Qu Yi" Ma Chao suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Mu Yang: "The person you are talking about is Yu Yi, the most elite leader of the eight hundred first-death warriors under Yuan Shao."
"Yes, it's that lunatic."
After Mu Yang said this, he swallowed hard.
It seems that that person's name is a taboo and a fatal curse.
As for this meaning, Ma Chaozhou also knows something about it.
However, he didn't know much.
He only knew that Qu Yi was from the plains of Jizhou and a general under Yuan Shao.
He was good at training and commanding troops, and the "Xian Deng Camp" he led was even famous in the Three Kingdoms.
However, this person is aloof and arrogant by nature, a little arrogant and domineering, but he is definitely a master of military formations.
Every soldier in the first camp is a dead soldier, but they are different from the ordinary dead soldiers who are desperate and bloodthirsty.
Under the rigorous training of Qu Yi, these dead soldiers were all good at using strong crossbows and swords.
It is said that the eight hundred people used swords at close range and fired crossbows from far away.
The most dazzling battle was, of course, the Battle of the Boundary Bridge between Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zan.
Eight hundred soldiers led by Yuan Shao's general Qu Yi defeated Gongsun Zan's "more than ten thousand" cavalry, including the elite "white horse Yi Cong".
Historical records: When Zan saw that his troops were few, he released his cavalry to capture him.
The rebel soldiers all lay immobile, and within a few dozen steps, they all rose up at the same time, raising dust and shouting, and clashed straight forward.
The powerful crossbows and thunders fired, and those who were hit were bound to fall.
The reason for this situation is that Qu Yi spent a long time in Liangzhou and learned Qiang fighting.
And it was precisely because Qu Yi used thousands of "strong crossbows" to shoot down Gongsun Zan's "control strings" across the north that Cai Yong clearly pointed out at that time: Youzhou sudden cavalry and Jizhou strong crossbows are the best soldiers in the world and the core of the country.
If something happens in all directions, it might as well be handled by the two states.
But thinking of this, Ma Chao couldn't help but be more doubtful.
The words in his mouth kept popping up.
Wasn't that unlucky second-rate general in the novel stabbed to death by Zhao Yun in the Battle of Jieqiao?
In fact, at this time, Ma Chao knew without thinking that he had been deceived by the damn Romance of the Three Kingdoms again.
Moreover, judging from Mu Yang's expression at this time, that Qu Yi is definitely not simple.
"Tell me, how powerful is Qu Yi?"
Only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one be able to survive a hundred battles.
The doubts in front of him forced Ma Chao to take some time out of his burning anxiety to investigate the details of Qu Yi.
"General Quyi" Mu Yang never knew how to describe it.
Seeing Ma Chao's eagerness, he suddenly thought of a very appropriate explanation: "It is equivalent to Lu Bu who was under Dong Zhuo back then.
General Quyi is Lu Bu who was under Yuan Gong."
"Lu Bu" Ma Chao was a little frightened when he heard Mu Yang describe it like this.
He was Lu Bu's cheap son-in-law, but he really knew how powerful Lu Bu was.
"So, Qu Yi in Hebei is more brave and illustrious than the Four Court Pillars."
Ma Chao asked this question unnaturally.
At this time, he really couldn't find a better baseline comparison figure.
"When General Qu Yi was there, there was no name for the Four Court Pillars.
After Yuan Gong took Qu Yi into prison, he was afraid of losing Hebei's prestige, so he came up with the reputation of the Four Court Pillars."
Mu Yang curled his lips and said with some disdain: "Even so, four courts, one pillar and five people can surpass the reputation of General Quyi.
From this we can know what happened to General Quyi."
Ma Chao couldn't say a word at this time.
According to Mu Yang, let alone Zhao Yun who could stab Qu Yi to death at this time, it would be good if he could fight Qu Yi to a draw.
There were so many brave men in Hebei.
"No, if Qu Yi is so brave, why is the name of the famous general unknown?
Moreover, there has been no news about him in Hebei for so many years."
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"General Qu Yi is a complete madman on the battlefield, and he is also a madman in peacetime."
Mu Yang shook his head and explained vaguely: "I don't know the specifics.
Rumor has it that General Qu Yi and Zhang Yan were After the First World War, he seemed to want to form an independent army.
He relied on his merits and was arrogant.
He followed orders but did not listen to calls.
He was imprisoned by Duke Yuan. " "Making independence" Ma Chao frowned and immediately understood what happened to Qu Yi: As Mu Yang said, it is impossible for a guy like that to do it alone.
The only possibility is that he offended too many of Yuan Shao's staff and became a poor political victim.
In the long history, there are always a few famous generals who, after a bright flash, became victims of politics.
And it seems that Quyi, who was first mentioned as a noun, should be one of the most dazzling ones.
Ma Chaowei held the big gun.
At this time, he couldn't wait to see the madman.
"Qu Yi's first warrior is the best at using crossbows, right?"
Ma Chao asked specifically before leaving.
"Yes."
Mu Yang nodded.
"Very good."
Ma Chao pulled the reins of the horse, his brocade robe fluttered, and he left, but his voice remained in the same place: "Brother Chou, quickly mobilize Xu Huang's heavy armored cavalry into the city to Quyi to deal with that lunatic. , even crazier than him."
However, even if you are mentally prepared.
But after arriving at the scene, Ma Chao was still shocked by the scene in front of him: What appeared in front of Ma Chao was not a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
But the strong smell of blood is more shocking than the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.
The rich and smoky smell of blood seemed to fill the entire street, penetrating into people's nostrils, making the cells and nerves begin to tremble and tremble.
In front of me, there are cold and solid walls built with large shields.
The densely packed knife tips are exposed from the gaps in the shields, flashing with the cold light of death.
All the soldiers who have climbed up behind the large shields seem to have completed several rounds.
The action of pulling the string to shoot an arrow.
However, when Ma Chao arrived, cold arrows were still aimed at the dark void.
The eyes of each of the dead soldiers behind the shield were as green as hungry wolves.
Ma Chao is very familiar with those eyes.
Those eyes are those of completely abandoning life and thinking, and just want to vent the madness.
This kind of madness is more condensed and more terrifying than the blood red stimulated by anger and alcohol.
A few steps in front of the big shield was a dense pile of corpses.
Ma Chao didn't want to count the number of white horse followers, but a quick glance told him that there were at least three people who fell to the ground before the warriors who climbed up first.
Baibaima Yicong, these elites who once frightened the foreign races in the North, could not even break through the enemy's military formation.
It is not accurate to say that there was no breakthrough.
It can be seen that among the corpses of Baima Yicong, there are also many corpses of those who died first.
But what is puzzling is that since Baima Yicong has rushed in front of those who died first, and has killed many first soldiers.
But why, why at this time, the soldiers who were the first to die were still in a tight and tight position.
However, among this extremely strange and unpredictable pattern, the most eye-catching ones are those two people.
One of them, a white horse and a silver spear, stood at the front of the white horse Yi Cong, the weapon in his hand slowly dripping with blood.
Ma Chao saw that there were no wounds on Zhao Yun's body.
It was obvious that those blood drops were not his blood.
The owner of the blood was standing about six feet away from Ma Chao, in the middle of the corpse mountain and sea of blood.
This man has disheveled hair, and the sword in his hand has a terrifying shape.
The huge and slender blade seems to occupy half of the entire length of the sword.
It is similar to the rare Odachi sword in the island country, but the more jagged shape is more shocking and oppressive.
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Compared to those who were fully armored behind him, this man only wore a thin and wide ocher prison uniform that covered his whole body, revealing only long hair as pale as human bones and two red eyes, just like in a ghost novel.
The demon looks terrifying and ferocious.
When he saw Ma Chao arriving, the man suddenly screamed and roared in his eyes.
The whole body exuded an amazing aura.
He seemed to be in a strange state of fanaticism, making everyone feel his self-destruction and cruelty: "Another peerless master comes, this night is really a wonderful night."
His voice was like wind and sand beating against a mute gong, giving it a creepy tremor.
Then, he raised his injured right arm, put the big knife to his mouth, and let the sharp saw teeth slowly cut his tongue, his whole body was trembling with excitement.
Ma Chao's face immediately became sad: This guy is completely a lunatic.
Tonight is really a long night.
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