A little new rain soaked the whole grassland with new grass.

After the new spring rain, the sky is as clear as a wash, only a few flocculent thin clouds slowly drift in the sky, and occasionally one or two eagles with their cries resounding through the sky stretching their huge wings and soaring in the sky.

In the verdant grass, a lake is as quiet as a mirror, and on the surface of the lake, you can occasionally see small fish in the water touching the surface of the lake, making a circle of ripples, and then disappearing into invisibility. Then, a crisp sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the little fish was instantly frightened and flew into the dark light.

Then the dismounted knight took a closer look at the overwhelmed new grass beside the lake, and after a slight arc rose from the corners of his mouth, he rode away again, but ran in the direction from which he had come.

The knight galloped a little, and saw a fine cavalry of more than 3,000 people hurrying towards him. And in the eyes of this knight, what he suddenly saw was that the wide grassland retreated behind the surging cavalry like a flood. In the blink of an eye, the heroic posture of the young general in the front of the three thousand elite horsemen, who was like a crown of jade and a brocade robe, had already flashed into full bloom.

The corners of the knight's mouth curled again, and he was about to dismount and salute the young general. But he had already seen that the young man had stopped his horse, and waved his right hand lightly, indicating that the knight did not need to be polite. Behind the young man, more than 3,000 elite cavalry soldiers suddenly stopped their momentum in unison, and completely rested their horses' feet within ten steps of the young man.

Such riding skills are truly breathtaking!

And the knight knew that it was entirely thanks to the 'stirrup' invented by the young general that the horseman's skill of controlling the iron horse had been greatly improved.

"Young master, the new grass on the lake has been overwhelmed and has not yet recovered, and there are signs of stationing by the lake. Obviously, the thieves must have rested here before. It only takes us a stick of incense to catch up with the thieves. Without hesitation, the knight spoke his findings and judgments, and waited for the young man's next step.

And the young man just smiled slightly, and pointed his spear slightly at the sky: that was the signal to continue the pursuit.

In an instant, the silent three thousand iron horsemen were like statues of their souls set on fire, and they all urged their horses to rise suddenly, shattering the calm of the lake. And the young general's leading action seemed to bring a strong wind, and the brocade-white cloak was rolled up, dragging a dazzling trail behind him.

After a long stick of incense, he saw that the Qiang man was escorting the Han people. When they heard the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, they set up a defensive formation under the shouts of the heroes. And those captured Han people, in their dim eyes, suddenly rose a glimmer of hope.

Finally, the distance between the two armies was only thirty paces. But no one has crossed this distance of thirty paces: thirty paces is not only the distance at which the cavalry can launch a charge, but also the safe distance between the two armies. Between advance and retreat is the distance between life and death.

The handsome man was confused, because he saw that although there were a small number of Hu and Qiang people in the Han army in front, it was obvious that those people had already been sinicized. And with the addition of these alien races, this Xiliang army has completely become a force with the discipline and equipment of the Han Dynasty, but it also has the wild and ferocious nature of the desert. It is conceivable that this uncovered grassland is completely the best place for cavalry to charge and kill. As long as these Xiliang iron horsemen rush over, it will definitely be a tragic scene of iron hooves and blood rushing: although he has more than 2,000 people, in front of these iron horses, he is just a lamb to be slaughtered!

However, these are not the reasons why Hao Shuai is disheartened. His despair was because of the young general in front of the iron rider who wore a bright silver lion's head pocket, dressed in bright silver fish scale armor, wrapped in a plain robe, and carried a spear, like a god descending into the world: only Xiliang Ma Chao can be called splendid!

This fifteen-year-old boy, at the beginning of his appearance, relied on his unparalleled martial arts to conquer the Quartet, and in just half a year, his name has been nailed to the hearts of every Qianghu people, becoming a taboo for Qianghu outside Xiliangsai.

At this time, Ma Chao stood in front of the two armies, and he had no desire to speak. He looked at the captives with withered faces, and suddenly threw the spear in his hand.

The spear was like a flash of lightning in the air, straight in front of the handsome horse.

The handsome man was shocked. He knew that this was the boy's usual style: fight or surrender!

If you fight, you don't have to pay attention to the silver spear; And if it is surrendered, you only need to pull out the silver spear and return it to Ma Chao.

A cold sweat had broken out on Hao Shuai's face, and his trembling hands wanted to pull out the silver spear. However, thinking of the methods of the leaders and the oppression of the Han people in the past. The Qiang man's eyes flashed sharply and then dimmed, and finally said: "General Ma, we Qiang people have been oppressed by the Han people for generations, so that we have no place to live, why do you have to work hard at this time? ”

"At this time, have these Han people ever oppressed you?" Ma Chao only pointed to those Han captives, and said in a flat tone: "Yesterday, you attacked Fufeng County, looted countless people, and burned down the houses of the Han people before leaving, this is the evidence that the Han people oppressed you Qiang people?" ”

"If it weren't for the fact that we had no food, why would we take risks......" The handsome man still wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Ma Chao:

"The grievances of Han and Qiang have long been refuted. In the troubled times, the eldest husband should use his sword and blood to clarify his mind, so why bother to change his words? If you descend today, I will no longer pursue it; If you fight, you will die quickly! ”

"The young general is reasonable, so let's come and learn the martial arts of the young general!" When the handsome man heard Ma Chao say this, his heart was like seeing the sun, and at the same time, a fire was ignited, he had no hesitation at this time, he just wanted to see the amazing martial arts with his own eyes, and die of pride once!

However, after these words fell, the handsome man clearly saw a trace of indescribable light flashing in Ma Chao's eyes, as if he admired and seemed to be annoyed?

Why did the proud young man react with a trace of chagrin and shame?

He really couldn't figure it out, because he didn't know that the Xiliang Jinma Chao in front of him was no longer the general with superb martial arts and cold and ruthlessness more than half a month ago. At this time, the bright silver fish scale armor was wrapped in the body of just a 21st century unlucky crossing man......

'What's the hair? I have nothing to do to pretend to be majestic, and say anything about the bloody heart. Now not only are people not shocked by their own royal spirit, but they are desperate and bent on death. This dead-hearted person, the combat effectiveness will soar by a level...... 'Ma Chao really wanted to slap himself, but in front of the two armies, he couldn't show his stuffing and drop the chain!

What should I do?

Cold!

"Since you are bent on death, I will do as you wish. However, you are just a handsome man, and you are not worthy of my Ma Chao's own hands...."Ma Chao said, but his eyes had already glanced behind him, the knight who had just put on his personal guard service: "Pound, out of the ranks!" ”

"The subordinates are here!" The pro-soldier stepped forward impressively, like a tiger out of the cage.

"Give him death!" Ma Chao exhaled softly, and suddenly felt that the sky was clear and the body was light......

Ya, I don't dare to fight you at the moment, but you don't have to forget, the most powerful martial arts of the master is not the silver spear, but the big summoning technique! - The shameless male language that passed through the first battle.