A few hundred miles southwest of Nanpi, an army of the Cao family was hurrying forward. The stragglers on either side always kept a hundred paces away from the main team, and the elite in the center were arranged in a loose marching formation, although they seemed to be scattered in the rush. Those who know the art of war can see at a glance that this queue is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and if something happens, they will immediately turn into a sharp knife or a solid shield.

The general at the head of the team was very skilled in horsemanship. It's just that his face is a little disappointing, his scorched and yellow complexion is slightly flattened and puffy, and he doesn't have the heroic and calm state that most people think of. However, with a straight spine and a well-protected tiger fang, the murderous and ruthless aura in the army came out of the body, making the knights beside him secretly afraid.

However, a handsome young general beside him saw that the general's expression had been unhappy during the attack, and there seemed to be something annoying lingering in his heart.

At this time, a scout came speeding from a distance, and several rangers met him, confirmed the identity of the other party, and then moved out of the way. The scout rushed to the front of the queue and shouted at the general, "Report! Sixty miles behind, there were horse scouts. ”

The news made the general's expression froze slightly. The appearance of reconnaissance cavalry in the rear shows that Ma Jiajun has known their route, and the next step is to fight or flee, and he needs to make a full decision: "How many people are there on the enemy?" ”

"More than five hundred people." Today, in various parts of Jizhou, Ma Jiajun's intelligence network has basically been paralyzed, and Cao Jun has been replaced by Cao Jun. So, the scout didn't have to be in danger to know the number of enemies.

"Five hundred?" This news made the general's brow furrow even tighter: the army under his command was exactly five hundred, and for no other reason, the size of five hundred men was the most suitable for running all the way. It can not only reduce the target, but also deter the small night. It's just that with the same number of enemies, the trade-offs are a bit more difficult.

"Who's in charge?" This sentence was not opened by the general, but by a young general beside him.

The scout glanced at the general, and after getting the general's nod, he spoke: "Back to the young master, the person who leads the army is the old minister of the lord, and the teacher of the young master, Guo Jia Guo Fengxiao......."

"Prepare for the enemy, without my order, it is absolutely impossible to take the lead!" Cao Ang immediately made a decision, but his move to cross Cao Cao's direct order this time made all the tigers and leopards a little stunned. Until Cao Cao spoke: "I said that this march, everything is under the command of Ang'er!" After saying this, Cao Cao unnaturally touched the corner of his forehead.

Only then did everyone line up into a whole phalanx, and the tiger and leopard cavalry general in the back row took off the hard crossbow behind his back and raised it to the tip of his eyebrows; The tiger and leopard cavalry in front of him lowered his body, and the long arm in his hand was bent and parallel to each other. In this way, even if there is a battle, the tiger and leopard cavalry can take the lead in the first round of attack under the cover of the rain of arrows.

"Ang'er, what do you think Guo Fengxiao is doing when he comes this time?" Cao Cao, who was standing in front of the formation, seemed a little bored and asked.

"I don't know, what the master does has always been unexpected and unpredictable. However, I can assure you that the master did not come to hunt us down, otherwise he would not have brought only five hundred soldiers. Cao Ang turned his head sideways and replied, but as soon as he finished saying this, he saw a flash of light in the grass on the road behind him, and with the intuition of many years in the army, a huge crisis rose in his heart, and he immediately rushed towards Cao Cao.

'Whoosh', a sharp arrow grazed Cao Cao's sideburns, if it weren't for Cao Ang's inadvertent discovery of the reflection of the arrow's sharp blade, Cao Cao, a generation of male lords who ruled the Central Plains, might have died here.

"Enemy attack!" Cao Ang, who fell to the ground in embarrassment, didn't have time to think about why his secret escape route was attacked by the enemy, so he protected Cao Cao to the death and instigated the tiger and leopard to ride forward to meet the enemy.

However, in the next moment, Cao Ang's face changed completely, because among the grass and woods in front of him, there was a steady stream of war horses rushing out of the branches of the sage tree, those war horses were all white, tall and healthy, and they rushed up, like a dragon and a tiger.

"Shine in the night! It's a white night! The most elite white horse of the Ma family is in the army! ”

Teruyashiro is a white horse with a body like snow and is extremely fast. Most of those nomads are still white, and Gongsun Zhan's martial arts and martial arts have specially built a pro-army army that is fully equipped with Yezhaobai. The leader of this army is the leader of the Han Dynasty today. It is conceivable that when the brave general led this army to charge, it was like an avalanche, invincible.

And when Cao Ang saw the figure of the white robe holding the charge, Cao Ang felt that the warrior Zhou seemed to be overflowing with light, warm and soft, but people did not dare to ignore it and could not be despised it. He really doesn't look like an invincible general, but like a master who writes the world.

It's a pity that it was his appearance that made Cao Ang's whole body tremble slightly. In the face of the general's indomitable breakthrough, the heroic posture of wielding a spear and the white robe shaking in hunting, Cao Ang's eyes only had the picture of the tiger and leopard cavalry soldiers without a single enemy in front of him, and all the soldiers would be stunned after rushing to him a kilometer away, allowing the white-robed warrior to pass by. After that, it was their unwillingness to fall coldly. What's more, on both sides of that general, there was also an ugly man who slashed fiercely and fiercely, and a thin boy who swept through thousands of armies with a huge friendless war hammer.

"Guard the young master!" I don't know who shouted sadly, and Cao Ang's attention was attracted. It's a pity that in the next moment, he saw that the tiger and leopard cavalry soldiers who pounced were swept down by Zhao Yun with a shot. The gesture of the gun closing the momentum was as beautiful as the cherry blossoms falling, as if there was no trace of fireworks.

Cao Ang's body could no longer move at this time, and he knew that collecting the gun was not to spare, but to make the next shot more rapid and invincible. In front of his father, his life may be just a foil, killing himself, but he can make his father restrained.

However, just when the spear like Bai Lian was about to pierce his body, Cao Ang suddenly saw Cao Cao leap suddenly, his dexterous body was like an ape picking the moon, and in his hand was a sharp and translucent dagger, which was about to stab at Zhao Yun's neck!

Faced with Cao Cao's sudden burst of blow, Zhao Yun let out a soft 'huh', and his good-looking face showed a little surprise. But there was not much fear. The next moment, he gave up the shot that stabbed Cao Ang, looked back and turned the spear like a phoenix roaring softly, and the phoenix tail swept to Cao Cao's dagger, which was able to block Cao Cao's attack.

But at this time, a figure suddenly jumped out behind the ugly brother, and this person's body shape was the same as Cao Cao's. It's just that in his hand is a sword that sharpens iron like clay. The sword qi is like a rainbow, and there is no return. Out of the corner of his eye, Cao Cao could only see the bitter hatred and surging outburst in the eyes of the sword-wielding man, and at that moment, he seemed to understand something and closed his eyes quietly.

"Don't do that!" Even though Zhao Yun was the closest person between the two of them, Zhao Yun had nothing to do in the face of such a sudden change. He could only twist his male body and use the impact of his body to knock Zhang Can away. However, Zhang Can seemed to be determined to disobey Ma Chao's order of 'not killing Cao Cao', and insisted on enduring the pain to straighten the sword blade that had deviated again!

With a 'snort', the sword body was still inserted into Cao Cao's body. But fortunately, Zhao Yun had a temporary collision, which reduced a lot of Zhang Can's strength. Although Cao Cao, who flew out, spat blood from his mouth, he still had a bit of breath.

"Zhang Can, are you crazy?!" Han Gugu usually has the best friends with Zhang Can, but when he saw Zhang Can disobeying the military order like this, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted.

And by this time, the battle was actually over. All the tigers and leopards watched the scene of the lord being killed, and no longer had the belief to continue fighting - Cao Gong died, and their obsession was broken. No matter how much blood is bathed, it is in vain.

At the same time, Guo Jia's team in front also felt that they saw such a miserable scene on the battlefield. I couldn't help but sigh and shook my head. But when he saw that there was no shadow of Ma Chao on the battlefield, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of bitter smile or relieved smile.

"Take it!" A trace of anger also appeared on Zhao Yun's handsome face, and he ordered to Bai Ma Yicong beside him.

"He's not Cao Cao......" Zhang Can, who lowered his head, and Guo Jia, who was riding on a war horse, spoke at the same time.