Chapter 989: Brave Pound is ashamed again
Ma Chao, Zhao Yun, and Xu Huang stood side by side, staring coldly at this empty camp.
"My lord, we have a treacherous plan in the trial." Xu Huang sighed helplessly, and couldn't help but glance at Ma Chao's face.
But at this time, Ma Chao's face did not have too much disappointment and anger after being deceived, but he still listened attentively to the fighting sound in front of him, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Kill 5,000 enemy troops, and recover 5,000 Youzhou Iron Cavalry. It's just that if you count the three of us in this battle, then this Youzhou elite cavalry is also honored. β
"Lord, how did you grasp the opportunity for the Yuan family to merge with us?" Zhao Yun is now in the period of transformation from an excellent general to a super general, and he admires the plan to defeat the Yuan family again tonight. Having already experienced a hundred battles, he knew that it was not easy to march at night, and it was even more difficult to complete such a precise encirclement of the enemy.
Ma Chao raised his whip and pointed: "This baggage team moves strangely, and always maintains the limit distance that can be pursued from me." I guess they must have tried to lure me into attacking and ambush me halfway. I just calculated itβI calculated that if I started marching at night, I would have reached that point at the beginning of the ugly end. β
"What?" Zhao Yun asked.
"The maximum distance that your two aislemen arrived in time, and the shortest distance they couldn't help but have to move, where the two met. In this way, as long as I pestered them for half an hour, you would be able to arrive at the battlefield at the same time. β
"Why don't you close the fence early? In this way, the lord's military consumption is not small. Xu Huang was also attracted by the conversation between the two, and said with a frown, he could see that Ma Chaojun had suffered heavy casualties in the early conflict, and this sacrifice could have been avoided.
"If not, how can the enemy be trapped in a quagmire and unable to escape?" Ma Chao didn't seem to care much about the casualties, he glanced at the high-nosed and deep-eyed resting people: "Besides, these are resting slave regiments, and they can't become elites without grinding them with blood." Although they exceeded my expectations, how can I rest assured if I didn't audition? β
After this battle, Ma Chao gave a speech to these Rest Slave Corps. Tell them that their bloody bravery has won the respect of him, the great general. From now on, they are official members of the Ma family and enjoy the same treatment as the Ma family.
At the same time, Ma Chao also promised that the descendants of these people can enjoy all the same care and treatment as the Han people under the rule of the Ma family. In this way, instead of resenting Ma Chao because of the heavy casualties this time, these rest slave regiments were grateful to Ma Chao with tears in their eyes, and even a veteran directly kissed Ma Chao's feet to show their loyalty.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yun and Xu Huang glanced at Ma Chao at the same time, deeply convinced of Ma Chao's superb dominating skills.
"The confrontation ahead is so fierce, we really shouldn't watch the fire from the other side." After saying these gossips, Ma Chao finally couldn't help it, spit out the grass in his mouth, and looked into the distance, "Pass the order, let's march again, go to the front and see what happened!" β
"Lord, we are already in the inner belly of the Yuan army at this time, if we go deeper, I'm afraid General Tian Yu won't be able to hide it for long." Xu Huang looks like a heroic person on the outside, but he is extremely cautious in his bones, and when he heard that Ma Chao was so risky, he couldn't help but persuade.
"In a war, none of them can be perfectly performed according to plan." Although Ma Chao was explaining in his mouth, with a wave of his hand, Huang Yuan had already begun to give the order to march: "It won't take a long time to see, behind Tian Yu, but there is a group of foxes making suggestions, I don't believe it, there are so many foxes in the Ma family, and they can't fight a match." β
The voice was still in my ears, but the figure had already moved ten paces ahead. Zhao Yun and Xu Huang shook their heads helplessly, urging the horses to catch up. The horses behind him, except for those soldiers who were forced to stay in the camp due to injuries, after receiving the order to continue the march, everyone did not complain, and quietly urged the horses to move forward in formation, as if they had long been accustomed to the style of the commander. Even the newly acquired Youzhou Jingqi also has the same example, and the speed of integrating into the Ma family is very fast.
At this time, Pound was riding his horse and raising his sword, heroically leading his troops to attack. He rushed through the grain wagons with his sword, opened the way for the charge, and pounced on the enemy camp. The chaotic enemy army, without the slightest preparation, was crushed by the incoming iron cavalry.
An enemy general jumped out, and instead of scolding the soldiers like other stupid generals, he relied on his strength and rushed directly at Pang De. He knew that as long as he killed the general who came to attack the camp this time, he would be able to reverse the whole situation.
It's a pity that he chose the wrong object, and Pound saw that the person was violent, and immediately rose up with his majesty, raised his knife and slashed, and the horizontal spear came to fight. Pound felt a gust of wind sweep across his face, his right arm ached faintly, and the big knife in his hand was hit hard by something, like an electric shock, almost causing Pound to fall off his horse. However, with the help of the stirrups, Pound instantly unloaded the enemy's momentum, and the horse continued to rush forward, and the knife in his hand slashed along the barrel of the gun by feeling, as if it had cut something, but it must not be a human head, because he heard the angry shouts of the wounded.
Pound didn't stop and continued to push forward. He felt sorry for the general, if he really fought alone in front of the two armies, maybe Pound might not be able to defeat him. But tonight, that will be dead - no one can stop the continuous charge of the Ma Jiajun alone. His end can only be drowned by the surging tide and trampled into powder by the ruthless iron hooves.
Pang De didn't want to know who he had killed, anyway, Yuan Shao's famous generals abounded, and his military merits could be reclaimed at any time. At this moment, in his heart and eyes, there is only the anger of revenge and the excitement of venting anger: he wants to use this battle to avenge the shame of the great war.
After escaping into Jinyang County, Shangdang County, Pang De quickly contacted Li Zihao. After a little replenishment and recuperation, Li Zihao brought a letter of information the next day, which made Pang De overjoyed: a batch of grain and grass was quietly transported in Jinyang City, and it was transported twice before!
Pound immediately judged that the first batch was a trick to confuse, and the second batch was the real grain and grass. After three days of hard work, Pound finally found an opportunity for the grain transportation team to relax and launched a plan to steal the camp in one fell swoop.
Forward, forward, forward. Pang Deru is the head wolf leading a group of vengeful wolves, showing his hideous teeth, giving up with one blow, always with the ultimate goal of completely breaking through the enemy camp. If you look down from the same sky, the rolling iron flow under Pound is like water. When it encounters the resistance of a small group, it is immediately submerged and devoured like lightning. And if there is an obstacle ahead, skillfully dodge it and continue on the road.
Behind Pang De, the Ma family iron horsemen did not go to grab the spoils, nor did they dwell on individual fights, they followed behind the main general, shouting loudly: "Kill! Kill! Kill! "The sound of the mountain and the tsunami went all the way forward, unstoppable, crushing everything that stood in front of it.
Pound was once again covered in blood, and he couldn't remember how many people he had killed, only that his eyes were suddenly empty, and he had rushed out of the enemy camp. The remnants of the enemy army were fleeing south in a panic, and the cries and shouts rang out. Seeing this, Pang De sneered and shouted to the deputy general behind him: "Hao Zhao! Thou shalt take three thousand men and horses in pursuit, and thou shalt not let the enemy rest. Our army burned this batch of grain and grass, and followed. β
"Obey ......." Hao Zhao hadn't finished answering, and his face changed drastically: "General, there is a large force of cavalry in front of you!" β
Pang De was shocked, but after looking carefully into the distance for a while, he found that the army had devoured the remnants of Yuan's army one by one. Moreover, in the twilight sky, the fiery red banner of the word "horse" is so dazzling and conspicuous, so cordial and exciting!
"It's the lord, it's the lord!" Pound suddenly raised his knife and roared, and tears of excitement flowed from his eyes at some point.
Subsequently, more than 7,000 horses rode iron horses, and the mountains roared with a tsunami, completely shaking away the entire dim night. The rising sun covered everything with a layer of red light, and the sky and ground seemed to be burning. In that fiery sky, only the horse-shaped banner fluttered proudly, like a light to drive away the darkness.