From the mountainside of Mt. Sangma, you can see the city of Daiwang on the shore of the water. This is a rare plain in the thousands of mountains and ravines in northern Xinjiang, with a wide field of vision and unobstructed views. But it's a pity that he is more than ten miles away, and he can only see a few faint military flags stirring, and the details of the battle situation are unknown.

Ma Cuo 'rubbed' his eyes vigorously and looked as hard as he could. After a while, I saw three wolf smoke rising into the sky, condensing into three thick black straight pillars of smoke, which did not disperse for a long time. Ma mistakenly knew that it was the highest level of call for help, and it was the last howl of Luo Chuan Ma when he was in danger of life and death; It also means that Ma Fu is urging his son: At the critical moment of the family's survival, no matter what, let the allied forces come to the aid as soon as possible!

That's it, that's it. Ma Tso reached out again and went into his arms. There is a ruler written by my father and humbled in my words. In the letter, Mafu promised to give up the most "fertile" fertile fields and "playgrounds" by the Qiyi water, and even promised a shocking amount of money as a thank-you gift.

The Luochuan thieves, who have been dominating the anointed land on both sides of the Qiyi River for decades, have nearly 1,000 brave subordinates, and manage the lair of the royal city like an iron pass, are one of the few powerful local forces in the county. But under the attack of this enemy army, the Luochuan thieves held out for less than half an hour.

Over the years, Mafu has been used to being powerful in the Luochuan area, how can he have suffered such a painful defeat? I only felt the burning anger in my heart. I hate the incompetence of those subordinates, hate those enemies who are too fierce, and hate even more the reinforcements that Luo Chuan Ma has high hopes for! 3,700 fierce Daijun cavalry, what a huge strength...... But these 3,700 horsemen tracked the enemy army for a day and a night, and when it came to the most important time, they all hid in Sangma Mountain outside the battlefield and did not enter the battle!

Ma Cuo had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly laughed out loud.

He took out his father's handwritten ruler from his bosom, waved it and threw it out. The wooden tablet, about a foot long, spun in the air and flew down into the forest at the bottom of the mountain.

He was accompanied by his henchmen. One of them hurriedly ran up a few steps, held his arm tightly, and whispered: "Lang Jun, don't be 'messy'!" Even if the enemy enters the castle, the clan master and others will always have a way to hold out for a while. As long as Yang Shuai and others send troops to help, we still have a chance...... The top priority is to urge Yang Shuai and them to send troops as soon as possible! ”

The chattering words of the attendant were still ringing in his ears, but Ma Cuo felt dizzy.

Among the leaders of the Luochuan thieves, Ma Cuo's strategy and vision are far above others. Being in the northern Xinjiang, where roughness is generally prevalent, makes him often feel the pleasure of holding the pearl of wisdom, and Su Rili is also quite proud of it. But at this moment, he finally understood that the Luochuan thief was just a chess piece that could be given up at will, and from beginning to end, the Ma clan was 'blinded' in the clouds.

He shook his head and pushed the retinue away with his backhand.

The attendant did not expect the power in the wrong hand of the horse to be so great, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Ma turned around with a blue face, and looked at Yang Feixiang and Tu Jili fiercely: "I understand...... I understand...... I understand......" He said these four words over and over again, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, and his expression seemed to be about to burst out: "Although the enemy army is strong, if we can work together, we will have a chance of winning." Today's situation is all about you not saving you when you see death...... You have no intention of helping the war, are you? ”

The more Ma Cuo spoke, the more resentful he became: "What are your plans? The Luochuan Ma clan actually pinned their hopes on you, it was really blind! ”

There is indeed discord between the local forces of Dai County; However, it is okay to play each other's black hands, and the position in the face of the imperial court officials and soldiers is the same, and each family has been watching and helping each other for decades, without exception. Ma Cuo's words are already extremely serious accusations. So more than a dozen tribal leaders standing beside Yang Feixiang and Tu Jili scolded together.

"Fart!"

"Dog guts!"

The dozen or so tribal marshals were all scattered leaders of Daijun. The so-called miscellaneous Hu mainly originated from other tribes or subordinate tribes separated during the five-part disintegration process of the Southern Xiongnu in the former Han Dynasty. The reason why it is called Zahu and no formal clan name is because of its small scale, weak strength and low status. And these tribes are the weakest of the Zahu tribes, and compared to the powerful Changshan bandits, they are just servants who rely on the snort of people, and are always driven to and fro like dogs. Probably because of the habit of being a slave, when the horse made a mistake and reprimanded, these tribal handsomes showed righteous indignation, quite a bit of the meaning of the lord insulting the minister.

But Yang Feixiang and Tu Jili glanced at each other, but laughed.

"It is said that there are hundreds of people in Luochuan Ma's family, but there are only two smart people, which is really good." Yang Feixiang strode forward and patted Ma Cuo's cheek with a snap. He hit it so hard, and after two strokes, Ma Wrong's face was bruised, and his ears buzzed: "That old guy in Ma Fu should have understood by now, right?" Boy, you're right. We...... I was about to watch you die. ”

"Yang Shuai, Luochuan Ma has never offended you. Now at this critical moment of life and death...... "Ma Cuo's look was miserable, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Why is this so?" Why? ”

Yang Feixiang grinned: "Don't complain, it's the meaning of the big boss, and I can't ...... it."

Tujili coughed lightly.

Yang Feixiang didn't know when there was a short dagger in his right hand, and he waved it quickly. Although his body was 'fat', his movements were as fast as lightning, and he heard only a pop, and a short dagger pierced through the left side of the horse's ear. A sharp blade protruded from the right pinna, piercing his skull from left to right.

Ma Cuo's eyes bulged so violently that they almost burst from their sockets, and his expression was immediately distorted. When Yang Feixiang let go of his right hand, his body lost its support and fell to the ground.

Several of Ma Cuo's cronies were all panicked when they suddenly changed drastically. Yang Feixiang's subordinates didn't say much, and immediately drew their swords and moved forward. One by one, all the accounts were counted in a blink of an eye. The strong smell of blood quickly spread through the air.

Yang Feixiang took a step forward, stepped on Ma Wrong's face, and squeaked out the dagger. With each pull, red blood and gray-white brains splattered from between his hair, staining his knife-wielding fingers red and gray. He tore a piece of burlap from the horse's body, and slowly wiped the dagger and the palm of his hand clean.

After finishing the cleanup, Yang Feixiang turned around to take a look.

Those miscellaneous Hu Xiaoshuai really regarded Luochuan Ma as their own, and they never expected such a situation, and at this time, Tai Ban 'revealed' a look of fear and shock. There are a few more clever ones, whose eyes are 'chaotic', and seem to be looking for a way out.

How could Tuji stand beside them expressionlessly, intimidated by his majesty, and did not dare to say 'chaos' and 'chaos' in the slightest.

Yang Feixiang smiled and said: "Ma is a little smart, but he can't see the general trend clearly, and sooner or later it will be bad." The big boss deliberately said that he couldn't be kept. Rest assured, everything is in the hands of the big boss! ”

"Yes, yes! The big boss is naturally wise! What the big boss said is extremely true! "The tribal handsomes were in a 'commotion', and then the 'tide' of remarks surged. Several of them reacted relatively quickly, and then touted "Yang Shuai's hand is wrong, and he is the most powerful!" It is worthy of the right-hand man of the big boss! "Yunyun.

Yang Feixiang couldn't help but glance at the vast mountains to the west. In the mountains and forests of northern Xinjiang, countless grassy dragons and snakes are 'mixed', and it is naturally not Jisang of Hebei who can be unanimously respected by thieves and tribes from all walks of life, but the big leader of Changshan thieves, and the terrible figure on Changshan Mountain, which stretches for hundreds of miles at the junction of Youzhou and Bingzhou.

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This chapter is shorter, sorry. No matter how it is segmented, it is even more inappropriate to inject water. There is a second watch in the evening, but you should watch it tomorrow morning.