When people are young, they always have a lot of aspirations. Oh, that's probably also called a dream. For example, in the future, I want to be a big scientist, or a pilot and so on.

There are many, many such dreams, and there can be thousands of them, and they are still the kind that are not divided into men and women. But if you want to start from the perspective of a boy, more than 90% of people have the dream of becoming a proud hero.

The definition of a big hero here is not the kind of service for the country and the people as recognized by the adult world, nor does it have anything to do with national spirit, but is really simple and personal heroism.

Of course, you can call it "narrow-minded", or naïve, in the words of later generations of Internet language, it is "two", well, very "middle two". But you can't deny that the yearning you had as a child is so simple but moving.

Xu Guangzuo is a member of this very middle school, and he is still a senior one.

Maybe it's because of the influence of the space-time illusion, or maybe he has this kind of character in his bones. Since he was a child, Xu Guangzuo longed for the kind of life of a single person with a single sword and a single person in the rivers and lakes. Heroic and arrogant, what a happy mood it is.

However, no matter how he is in the second grade, he clearly knows that there may be ten enemies and hundreds of enemies in this world, but a thousand enemies or something is really too much. As for the 10,000 enemies, well, I believe that those who exist like that should have a sick brain. There is a special name, called "silly fork"!

He can be a middle two, but he's not a fool.

Looking at the nearly 1,000 cavalry rolling below, he sansibly lowered his body a little lower, so as not to accidentally expose his hiding.

From the moment he noticed that there was a cavalry approaching, he didn't rush out stupidly and rushed out directly, and came to one of the fourteen states with a sword. A good family background and the teachings of the hairpin family make him have a common sense far beyond ordinary people in military strategy.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can win all battles, so he dived. There were only a dozen horsemen in front of him, and he knew that it was a scout. But even if he knew, he couldn't help but change his face. Not afraid of anything, but thinking of the problems that followed.

This place is not far from the new city of Mo Ge'er, and there are thieves scouting here, doesn't that mean that the other party's large army will also arrive soon?

Didn't Mo Ge'er already have a response? How could there still be such a large army of formation? Doesn't that mean that the response at the front has failed? If that is the case, the new Ordos will usher in a terrible disaster. Unless, a miracle happens, or Murger makes other arrangements......

Miracles, or other arrangements or something, Xu Guangzuo didn't think much about it. As a military family, he deeply understands what it means to be ever-changing on the battlefield, and what it means to plan things in people and achieve things in heaven.

So far, the only thing he can do is to try to see the enemy's situation as clearly as possible, and then try to send a warning to the city as quickly as possible.

The large army behind came up, and the scene of thousands of horses galloping made his pupils shrink like pinpoints in an instant.

They were all extremely elite cavalrymen, all of them with superb riding skills, and even though the horses under them were galloping like flying, they did not see half of them shake. Everyone's faces were full of fanatical excitement, even if they were so far away, Xu Guangzuo seemed to be able to feel the desire to kill from the bones of the other soldier.

Is this a horse bandit? Xu Guangzuo was a little shocked. When did the horse bandits even have elites? If the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are all in such a state, I dare not say that it will reproduce the atmosphere at the beginning of the founding of the country, but it is very easy to beat the entire Monan.

He straightened up and silently looked at the departing cavalry. He groaned slightly, and then his face showed a determined color.

Turning around and getting on his horse, he smacked lightly, urging the war horse to go further east into a dense forest. When he reached the forest, he did not stop for a moment, drew his sword and began to cut down two thick branches, which were tied to the bodies of the two horses.

Why two war horses? Very simply, anyone walking on the grassland, as long as they have this condition, will make such equipment. First, this can save horsepower to the greatest extent, and secondly, you can also bring more grain, water and other materials.

Of course, those who are poorer don't have to think about this, in this era, horses are not ordinary goods, and their value can even be high in some places. But Grandpa Xu is obviously not in this ranks.

First, one of the horses was placed, the horse's eyes were blindfolded, the reins were stretched as long as possible, and tied to the chosen tree. Then he thrust his sword into the horse's rump, and the horse neighed in pain, spread its hooves and ran.

Until the blood in the body is completely drained, the war horse will not take the initiative to stop. And because of the bond of the reins, the horses can only run in circles with the diameter of the reins. In its place, the branches dragged behind the horses and the dust kicked up by the turf would grow more and more over time.

After setting up this place, he kept doing the same thing again for a moment, and went to the other side to do the same. Then, he picked up his long sword, and finally ran out to take a look at it from a distance, and then he unleashed his strength and chased straight after the horse team that had just passed not far ahead.

He wasn't afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch up, and it was already very close to the new city. The purpose of that cavalry was obvious, so as they got closer to their purpose, any cavalry with a little common sense would gradually slow down, or even stop completely, and only attack after a little preparation.

War horses are not machines, and there must be a period of time to charge before attacking. Only in this way can the power of cavalry be brought into play. Xu Guangzuo understands this point.

Sure enough, it was just that the runner was about to go five miles, and the front was convenient to see the cavalry that had already reined in speed. The last half of the horse had even begun to stop, and some cavalrymen got down from their horses, loosened their belly belts, unsaddled their bridles, and fed the horses bean cakes and water.

Xu Guangzuo tried his best to stabilize his breath and slowly approached from the side. Eyes wandered through the entire team.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. He wanted to find the leader of this cavalry, and he didn't expect to really kill the other party, but to provoke the other party, and then lead the other party to follow his plan, there was no better way than this.

Soon, his gaze froze and he found his target. It's just that when he saw the target clearly, a trace of shock clearly crossed his eyes.

The leader of this cavalry is actually a woman? How is this possible? You know, this is a group of horse bandits. Like the barracks, whether it is a horse bandit or a barracks, it is completely forbidden for female animals.

In this kind of territory dominated by male hormones, females have no soil to survive at all, and even if there is a very special one, it is possible to pay an unimaginable price. Well, don't say anything Mulan, that's a story, it's folklore. Even if it's true, it's a once-in-a-lifetime exception!

I haven't seen China for 5,000 years, and throughout the three emperors and five emperors until now, how many Mulan have appeared? Isn't it the only one?

What, you said Fan Lihua, as well as Mu Guiying and the female generals of the Yang Sect...... Well, that's also a deduction, and there's a lot of exaggeration in it. Not to mention, it's very different from Mulan. Their existence was chartered by the upper classes, including themselves, who started from the general of the first army or the commander of the third army.

And the female horse bandit leader in front of him, although he can also say that he is the upper class, but the bandit is a bandit, how can he be compared with the regular army? The regular army is pressed by ministers and emperors, and the strict class determines that even if they are not convinced at first, they can only endure it.

But horse bandits are different, if they don't have the ability to convince them, they will definitely become their mouths in minutes. Also, chief, let's talk about dreams.

But in front of me, this kind of dream-like thing really happened. From this point of view, how terrible and terrible this woman will be!

Xu Guangzuo's eyes showed a very solemn look.

The horse bandits below have all stopped, feeding the horses and eating, looking quite organized, if it weren't for the fact that the dress was completely different from the regular army, I am afraid that Xu Guangzuo would have thought that this was the Mongolian army around here.

What should I do? Do I do it now or not? If I do it, can I really attract the other party with the strength of just one person? He began to be a little unsure.

To tell the truth, at first, he didn't mean to look down on these bandits. Bandits are bandits, just shrimp soldiers and crab generals who have gathered together indiscriminately by some outlaws. They may be fierce and brave in battle, but that is only when the wind blows.

If you really want to say that after the fighting, according to the standards of the regular army, after the battle losses exceed 30%, the regular army will have the possibility of collapse. And the bandits, I'm afraid that even if they don't use it, once they are suppressed at the beginning, they will soon lose their resistance and disperse in a hurry. That's what bandits are all about.

But at the moment, this horse bandit is different, with such an obvious and powerful leader in control, it can almost be regarded as a regular army, or an extremely elite kind. If you want to deceive them, Xu Guangzuo is really out of control.

But to say that he would give up, Xu Guangzuo was unwilling to think about it. It's not just unwilling, it's also impossible. He couldn't just watch Su Mo being attacked and be indifferent, and he couldn't be as the prince of Dingguo, and he regretted his life because of fear!

The so-called plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky, and the husband should be worthy of his heart, and as for the success or failure, everything will be decided by God.

He hesitated for a moment, and then a look of determination appeared on his face. Taking a deep breath, he bent down and scurried towards one of the outermost sentinels.

As early as after catching up, he locked on to a target. He had no other equipment at this time except for the long sword in his hand. And in order to divert the opponent, he must get long-range weapons, such as a bow, and a pot of arrows.

And the goal he has chosen will fully meet all his needs.

This sentinel is a majestic man with powerful eyes and thick limbs, and at first glance he belongs to the kind of brave man. It was also expected, if it weren't for this kind of brave man, how could he have opened such a big bow and be sent as the outermost sentinel at such a time?

Xu Guangzuo has to deal with such an opponent, and he must beat this nail with lightning speed without alarming others.

Closer, closer, he patiently, step by step, almost moved, and finally touched a place seven or eight steps away from the big man and stopped.

Silently adjust your breathing, so that your heartbeat and even your breathing are completely calmed down, to the extent that you can barely smell it.

In his mind, the fighting skills he had learned from Su Mo were practiced one after another. It is all the essence of the special elite from later generations, not seeking any fancy, only killing with one blow!