When Cao Ren heard that there might be a big fish like Bocai in the thief army he had defeated, he suddenly became energetic, and immediately used the back of the long knife in his hand to provoke a Yellow Turban Army prisoner and shouted: "Say it quickly!" Do you know the whereabouts of the thief Bocai? ”

The captive was so frightened by Cao Ren's question that he almost peed his pants, and replied tremblingly: "Little, the villain saw it, and saw that the big marshal ran away in the battle." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Without waiting for Cao Ren to speak, Cao Cao next to him opened his eyes sharply: "Where did Bo Cai go?" As long as you tell the truth, Captain Pontus will be rewarded! ”

"Ran in the direction of the east." As soon as he heard that there was a reward, the captive's legs did not tremble, his waist straightened, and he revealed his handsome whereabouts to the officers and generals in front of him cleanly.

Cao Cao was suspicious by nature, but he did not want to listen to only one of the captives, but went to the other side of the captives and continued to interrogate Bocai's whereabouts. When Cao Cao interrogated five Yellow Turban prisoners in a row, except for two who did not notice Bocai's whereabouts, the other three all returned to Cao Cao Bocai and fled in the direction of Changshe with dozens of horses.

Cao Cao knew that the opportunity could not be lost and would not come again, so he immediately decided to continue to pursue Bocai: "Bocai has been greatly injured after this battle, and he can't stay in Yingchuan anymore, and the Yellow Turban Army that is closest to Yuzhou and has become a climate is Zhang Mancheng's Nanyang Yellow Turban Army, this wave of talent was defeated, but did not flee to the south and fled to the east, it must be unwilling to commit himself to Zhang Mancheng's account, he fled in the direction of Changshe should be planning to detour from Yangzhai to the territory of other Yellow Turban Shuai, and want to use the power of these Yellow Turban Shuai to seek a chance to make a comeback. Hmph, since I, Cao Mengde, know your whereabouts, how could I let you escape. The whole army obeyed the order, leaving a thousand people to guard the prisoners, and the rest followed Captain Pontus to chase and kill Bocai!! ”

A group of cavalry responded with a bang, leaving the robes wounded in the battle to watch the prisoners, and the rest of the cavalry followed Cao Cao around the burning Yellow Turban Army camp, and avoided the chaotic battlefield that was still fighting, and pursued in the direction where Bo Cai had fled.

Bocai and dozens of guards beside him fled for half an hour before Cao Cao began to pursue, and it stands to reason that Cao Cao is not likely to catch up. However, the horses of Bocai's personal guards were all snatched from the town, although they can barely be called war horses, but these goods were picked up by the border soldiers before they flowed into the Central Plains, and the grade was also the bottom of the list of war horses.

The thousands of cavalry led by Cao Cao are all elites who have fought against the Qiang people all year round, and the mounts under the crotch are all the best in the Xiliang horses. There is a big gap in the endurance, weight, and explosiveness of the horses on both sides, so Cao Cao chased in the general direction for three hours, and finally found Bo Cai and others resting on a ridge.

Over there, Bocai and dozens of guards beside him had fled for most of the day, and they were already sleepy. I thought that my hard escape should have thrown the pursuit of the officers and soldiers far away. But he never thought that as soon as he got off the horse and rested for a while, he heard the sound of horses' hooves like thunder from far and near, and when Bo Cai and the others stood up in disbelief, the pursuit force led by Cao Cao had come into view, and the cavalry force of nearly 2,000 people spread out like a dark cloud, only to make Bo Cai stunned and stunned.

"Hahahaha, it's not in vain that I Cao Cao worked hard, and I finally caught up." Cao Cao saw Bocai who was guarded by dozens of Yellow Turban wrestlers in the middle, and the fatigue on his body was suddenly swept away.

"Hurry up, Dashuai, let's cover you!" The guards on the side were like gamblers with red eyes, but they still refused to admit defeat in the face of this almost desperate scene.

But Bocai, who knew that he was in danger, didn't want to struggle uselessly, and lamented the injustice of fate in his heart, so he knelt on the ground with his eyes closed and waited quietly for the arrival of the officers and soldiers.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! Brothers, fight with these dog officers!! Seeing that Bocai had already accepted his fate, the personal guards led the steel teeth to bite, and led dozens of yellow turban wharves around him to launch a desperate attack on Cao Cao's thousands of cavalry.

The Yellow Turban wrestlers are all Taiping Dao dead soldiers trained by Zhang Jiao, and anyone in the Yellow Turban Army can surrender, but these Yellow Turban wrestlers who have been brainwashed since childhood will never surrender. For this kind of stubborn Taiping Dao diehards, Cao Cao frowned and prepared to let the whole cavalry behind him attack and send them on the road.

But on the side, Cao Ren ran for more than three hours, at this time, he had a sore back and wanted to find an opponent to stretch his muscles and bones, and when he saw the twenty or so yellow turban wrestlers rushing over, Cao Ren suddenly saw that he was overjoyed, and asked Cao Cao for instructions: "Brother, these Xu thieves will not bother the army to dispatch, and they will all be handed over to the younger brother to deal with." ”

Cao Cao naturally knew that this was his brother Cao Ren's itchy skills and wanted to show off in front of him, but Cao Cao still had confidence in Cao Ren's martial arts: "Don't waste time in a quick battle, I still want to take Bo Cai to participate in the celebration banquet in Changshe City." ”

"Hey, brother, you're going to see it!" Cao Ren was really excited to get Cao Cao's permission, and couldn't wait to slap his horse and dance his sword to kill those Yellow Turban wrestlers.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers did not launch a charge as expected, but only sent a cavalry to rush over, these twenty or so Yellow Turban wrestlers thought that the officers and soldiers were going to send someone to persuade them to surrender. These Yellow Turban wrestlers, who had long been determined to die, smiled fiercely, and accelerated to kill the officers and cavalry who were riding forward, preparing to drag a dog officer and soldier as a cushion before they died. However, when the two sides approached, these Yellow Turban wrestlers were surprised to find that the officers and cavalry who rode from this list were dancing and shouting on their horses, and they were not here to persuade them to surrender!

"Kill him!" A sense of humiliation encouraged the Yellow Turban wrestlers, and they grasped the reins in one hand, their swords and guns in the other, and their legs clamped between their horses' bellies, ready to deal a fatal blow to the cavalry as they approached.

Cao Ren is not a reckless man, and before the two sides were about to engage in short-handed combat, he also carefully examined the reality of these Yellow Turban wharves. The result made Cao Ren very disappointed, these Yellow Turban wrestlers not only had average riding skills, but also the corners of some war horses had already foamed at the mouth, obviously the escape of more than three hours before had made their physical strength reach the limit.

"With this ability, I dare to rush into battle, but my courage is good, but I am also self-defeating! Look at the knife!! ”

Cao Ren's heel lightly knocked the horse's belly, and the war horse under his crotch knew Cao Ren's intentions, and his four hooves rose up and galloped with all his might. Cao Ren only relied on his legs to control the balance, his hands were off the reins, he held the head of the cloud moon knife in his hand, and shouted a tiger roar at the yellow turban wrestler who was the first to kill.

These Yellow Turban wrestlers were shocked by Cao Ren's tiger roar, and only in the moment they were stunned, Cao Ren's Huanshou Yunyue Knife had already cut the head of the person in two. Cao Ren's knife handle turned and slashed out a sweeping army, and the blade drew a blood-colored arc, and cut five or six Yellow Turban wrestlers off their horses. After vacating enough space, Cao Ren's long knife in his hand opened and closed even more bravely, and he killed more than 20 horsemen in just a moment!

Admiring the superb martial arts of his brother Cao Ren, and listening to the loud cheers of the cavalry beside him, Cao Cao smiled with great satisfaction, and at the same time had a wishful thinking in his heart: "Zixiao is not the strongest in martial arts at home, but he is already so brave, if he can call Yuan Rang, whose martial arts are still above Zixiao, and Miaocai to serve around him, who is the enemy in the world, although the world is big?" ’