A large convoy had set off from Nanzheng, and they were the convoy that Cao De had sent to the prairie to complete the deal with Kebineng. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This team is the third team sent out by Cao De, but the number and scale of this team are undoubtedly much larger than the previous two.

Cao De stood quietly on the head of Nanzheng City and watched the convoy gradually move away, while Gu Liya, who was standing beside Cao De, had a worried look on her face, "General! He's just a kid! ”

"Yes, he's just a child, but that's what he's calling for in this life; Moreover, so is the road that God gave him; What's more, this is the path he chose for himself! Cao De said softly helplessly.

"But if he has any three strengths and two weaknesses, won't the general feel guilty!"

"No, we should believe him!" Cao De said firmly.

After nearly a month and a half, the convoy came to the vicinity of Luoyang. Now Luoyang has returned to calm under Cao Cao's governance, and is still moving towards the prosperity it once was.

Here, the convoy began to follow the Yellow River, where the water volume had been greatly reduced and even cut off, all the way to the west, and then to the north.

They will eventually continue north at the top of the vertical hook to the right of the Yellow River's zigzag and into the vast prairie.

In the New Year of 191 AD, Cao De's family spent their time happily, while the northbound convoy had just crossed the Great Wall on New Year's Day.

The bitter north wind never stopped blowing on the young and stubborn body in the convoy, but no one could see the slightest trace of fear and hesitation on his face.

The convoy continued to walk north for more than ten days, and finally came to the place where the Yellow River turned westward. The huge convoy separated.

A cavalry contingent of eight hundred and three people appeared. They rode on the horses that had been pulling the carts, and took out saddles, stirrups, sabers, and armor from the wagons discarded by the convoy.

A cavalry of eight hundred and three men set out, and they shook off the convoy against the bitter north wind and continued northward.

"Chao'er, since you want to take revenge with your own hands, then I will give you this opportunity."

"Really?" Ma Chao finally showed a painful smile with the strength of the wine.

"Chao'er, do you know that there is a young general in my big man. He started with only 800 men, but he ......"

"I know, his name is Huo Quai, and he is our hussar general! Some people also call him Huo Biyao! "Ma Chao will even rush to answer!

After Ma Chao finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, "What does uncle mean, is it ......?"

Cao De nodded, "How about I let you be Ma Bi Yao?" ”

Ma Chao nodded happily. Cao De also smiled happily, and then said loudly to Zhao Yun: "Zilong, select eight hundred elite cavalry from the Zirat Cavalry. ”

"No!" Zhao Yun took a step forward and answered loudly.

Then, Cao De turned around and said to Ma Yu and Pang De: "You two are originally brothers' subordinates, but you are willing to take revenge with Chao'er!" ”

Both were born as martial artists. Naturally, there was no literati who "did not dare to ask for it", but directly shouted loudly: "Yes!" ”

"Okay, in that case, you two will also set off with Chao'er!"

"General Xie!"

Ma Chao is still young, only fifteen years old, but it is urgent for Ma Chao to avenge the murder of his father. Moreover, marching to fight a war is not so simple, it is not something that gives you an army and then reads a few military books to conquer the city. Since Ma Chao came to Hanzhong, he has worshiped Jia Xu as his teacher. And Jia Xu taught Ma Chao mostly to march and fight, so Ma Chao's theoretical knowledge was enough. What Ma Chao lacks is only battlefield experience.

Moreover, in Cao De's plan positioning, Ma Chao is a general who commands the army in the field, not a general who leads the infantry to conquer the city. Therefore, Cao De sent Ma Chao to the grassland.

In the current Central Plains, although the melee between the princes has begun, Cao De has no plan to attack the Central Plains, so Ma Chao can only go to the grassland if he wants to train.

Therefore, the eight hundred elites selected by Ma Chao, Ma Wan, Pang De and Zhao Yun from the Zi Mouse Ride hid in the convoy sent by Cao De to the Xianbei Grassland.

At the beginning, Cao De took the road north out of the Meridian Valley, and then all the way north until he arrived at the Xianbei grassland. At that time, Dong Zhuo knew that Cao De's team was given to Kebineng, so although Dong Zhuo watched Cao De's team swagger away, he never had the idea of hitting the team.

And now, Dong Zhuo is gone, and the matter of controlling Chang'an, Li Dao Guo Yan, God knows what crazy things the two of them will do.

Therefore, Cao De chose to set out from the east of Hanzhong, passing through Luoyang, which was controlled by Cao Cao, and then following the Yellow River into the grassland.

The horses and the accompanying 800 soldiers used to come here. So, for them, the upcoming battle is a breeze. Therefore, Cao De will not worry too much. What's more, Ma Chao is also a Qiang-Han mixed-race, and he has been fierce like a little tiger since he was a child, so Cao De believes that Ma Chao will grow up.

"Major General! Ten miles to the left front, a tribe of the Huns was found, probably more than a thousand people! ”

"Kill!" Ma Chao said without any delay.

"No!"

After the Huns served as the big Danyu in Liu Bao, they were already a lot more honest. Moreover, after Yu Fuluo led the young and strong people in the clan to commit crimes against the Han Dynasty, the Huns almost reached the time of the youth and famine.

Of course, Cao De will not match Ma Chao with a symbol that marks his obvious identity, so Ma Chao's current identity is a rogue!

The cold north wind was still sweeping the land, and the Huns, who had lived in this environment for many years, couldn't help but hide in their tents to avoid the cold wind. However, it is not only the test of nature that awaits them, but also a slaughter from humans!

An old Xiongnu who had experienced many battles was roasting in front of a small stove that had been passed down from the Han people. But suddenly he heard a strange sound from the cold wind whistling outside.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and then he suddenly turned and jumped up from the ground, and then got out of the tent.

Then he saw a scene that he had seen many times.

Countless knights were riding warhorses, wielding weapons of death in their hands, charging towards themselves and their tribes.

He climbed into the tent as fast as he could, and took out the scimitar he had treasured for a long time, "Old man, this time it's up to you again!" ”

By the time he got out of the tent with his scimitar, the attacking cavalry had already approached.

"Enemy attack! ……”

At this time, many Huns discovered the cavalry like the god of death. But it's too late!

Eight hundred cavalry roared and rushed into the camp of the Huns, and all the Huns who dared to come out to resist were cut in the chest by sharp sabers.

However, the attackers did not destroy the tent because they needed it now.

The battle ended an hour later. The few young men in the tribe were cleaned up again, and then the rest of the people were tied with their hands and feet tied and thrown into the tent at random.

Then the attackers slaughtered the captive animals of the Huns with their own hands, which turned into a delicacy on a blazing fire.

After all, Ma Chao was only a fifteen-year-old child, so when the first food was cooked, Ma Chao took a dozen soldiers and walked to the tent where the Huns were held and untied their hands, but after a quarter of an hour, nearly twenty Huns in this tent turned into corpses, and five of them were knights who followed Ma Chao.

Ma Chao's face was covered with blood, and he was holding a scimitar that was also dripping with blood, "Why?" ”

A little Hun boy who had not yet lost his breath struggled to raise his immature and angry face, "Devil, we don't need your pity, you will not be able to move an inch on our grassland, and you will eventually get the revenge of our people!" ”

At this time, Ma Toy, who received the news, walked into this hellish tent, and then stabbed the little Hun boy who was struggling to crawl forward.

"Major General, this is war. There is no mercy in war, there is no charity, there is only life and death! (To be continued.) )