If the two cavalry armies on the plain fought each other with superb horsemanship, then the two cavalry armies that met in the valley relied on their own courage.

Watching Pao Ze fall in a pool of blood one after another, facing the end of certain death, the only thing that can determine the outcome of this battle is to see who can force the other party to stop charging first.

Next to the war drums, Ma Chao, who was naked, showing strong muscles and scars, the drumsticks in his hands never stopped for a moment, and those Xiliang cavalry soldiers were still pouring into the valley one after another.

Looking at this tragic scene in front of them, those soldiers from the Central Plains finally understood why the Xiliang Iron Cavalry could be invincible in the world.

The drums of war don't stop, and the charge doesn't stop!

This is the only iron law that Xiliang Nan'er follows on the battlefield.

After the Xiliang military song was sung by the soldiers more than a dozen times, the war in the valley finally began to be one-sided.

The Shensu Battalion, which claimed to be on par with the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, finally stopped the charge and withdrew out of the valley under the offensive of the Xiliang Cavalry.

However, Ma Chao's war drums still show no signs of stopping.

A cavalry of three or four hundred people, by this time there were only more than 100 people left, but the only remaining 100 people, still inspired by the war drums, resolutely rushed forward, and finally rushed directly out of the opposite valley.

"General Ma, this is?" Han Yi, who rarely spoke before the battle, asked Ma Dai beside him after seeing Ma Chao's behavior that violated the art of war.

"The main general beats the drum, and he will not stop until the enemy army is completely annihilated, which is also the rule of the Xiliang Army." On that slightly immature face, there was a look that he had long been accustomed to, as if the final mortal outcome of those Xiliang cavalry was a matter of course.

Han Yi nodded silently and didn't say anything more.

Perhaps only by relying on this kind of almost cold-blooded military regulations can the Xiliang Iron Cavalry have today's status, and what makes people helpless is that on the battlefield, only cruelty can be exchanged for the final victory.

Everyone stared at the valley mouth opposite, those Xiliang Iron Riders did not appear again after rushing out, and the once menacing Shensu Battalion had disappeared.

Ma Chao's war drums finally stopped.

He threw his drumstick to the ground, picked up his shirt and armor, but did not put it on, but put it on his shoulder, and turned and walked towards the camp.

"Tonight, drink!" After saying this, Ma Chao went back to the camp alone.

The prohibition of alcohol in the barracks under Ma Chao's command is a well-known thing, why this wine is drunk tonight, or who it is for, all those who look at Ma Chao's lonely back know it.

That night, the drunk Ma Chao said a lot of things, he talked about his hometown, about those old friends who had not seen him for many years, about his father's heroic posture back then, and about the kind mother in his childhood memory, until his eyes were red, he drank the jar of liquor in his hand, and staggered back to the camp alone.

No one mentioned the Xiliang men who rushed out of the opposite valley and never returned, but when some soldiers drank until midnight to go to convenience, they suddenly saw a lonely person standing at the mouth of the valley, looking at the tragic battlefield during the day.

The man had his back to the camp, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he saw the spear stuck in the ground beside him, which had terrified the whole Xiliang land.

Xiahou Yuan's Shensu camp was hit so hard that his morale had fallen to the bottom, knowing that Xiahou Yuan would not come to rob the camp again at night, but this night, everyone in the Tianji camp couldn't close their eyes all night.

When the first rays of light were reflected on the mountain in the east, Zhuge Liang's army finally arrived at Dingjun Mountain.

As soon as he entered Liu He's barracks, Zhuge Liang didn't say a word, he first went to the wounded barracks for a turn, and after he came back, his expression was always solemn.

He didn't ask Liu He about the previous battle situation, as for why he didn't ask, no one knew, but he heard that after seeing the valley that had been filled with the corpses of horsemen and war horses, Zhuge Junshi silently returned to the camp tent and sat alone in it for half an hour before coming out.

Taking advantage of Zhuge Liang's absence, Liu He had already arranged the next plan.

Hearing that Mr. Tianji asked him to come to Dingjun Mountain by name, the old general Huang Zhong was proud of the spring breeze all the way, and after seeing Liu He, he smiled even more.

"What do you have to tell you, sir, when you summoned me?" Without waiting for Liu He to find him, Huang Zhong came to Liu He's account uninvited.

Liu He, who was struggling with a map in the big tent, looked up and saw that it was Huang Zhong, and immediately smiled, "Then it goes without saying, I invited General Huang to come, of course it is a great good thing." ”

Huang Zhong is over seventy years old, he is a veritable veteran, and in front of others, he has always looked old and steady, but when he saw this Mr. Tianji, it was like becoming an old child.

He repulsed left and right, and after everyone else walked out of the tent, and only he and Liu He were left in the tent, he stepped forward, climbed on Liu He's table very casually, and said with a smile: "If there is anything good, tell me about it." ”

Liu He deliberately glanced at the door of the tent, frowned, and said: "When you say that there are outsiders, don't be so casual, people should say that the two of us have formed a party for personal gain." ”

"I'm going to fuck the party!" Huang Zhong's face was disdainful, and his years of military habits were exposed, "If Lao Tzu wants to form a party for personal gain, he will end it when he is young, and he has to wait until this seventy or eighty years old to tie the knot, if any turtle grandson dares to say bad things about our brothers behind his back, Lao Tzu shot his bird with an arrow!" ”

Liu He "poofed" and laughed, "I haven't heard of it, General Huang still has this unique skill, why didn't the court invite you to go, you have one arrow, there will be no shortage of people in the palace." ”

Huang Zhong smiled proudly, "That's right, these bastards who chew their tongues behind their backs have to be castrated and sent to the palace, where they can tell them what is right and wrong." ”

Liu He looked at Huang Zhong with a smug face, his mind turned around, and he asked quietly: "I have one thing that I have never understood, how is General Huang's archery skills compared to that Xiahou Yuan?" ”

Huang Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then pouted his lips like a child's vindictiveness, "Just him?" I'm telling you, even if he ties a hand, he's no match for me! ”

"Tie one hand ......" Liu He pretended to ponder, and after a long while, he suddenly shook his head again and again, "Impossible, Xiahou Yuan's archery skills have been seen with my own eyes, and he can shoot at the target across the entire valley." ”

When Huang Zhong heard this, his face pulled down, "What do you mean, am I inferior to him?" Then let me ask you, who in our army has the highest marksmanship? ”