The Black Wind Village Lord Wilderness Goshawk is a suspicious person and a timid person. He built this cottage on Mica Mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. At that time, the military advisor who gave him advice said that as long as the goshawk remembered a little, he could keep peace forever.

No matter what the odds are, don't chase the other person.

He had 2,000 men, and it would take at least 20,000 for the officers and soldiers to take down the cottage. Now that bandits are rampant in the Xiangtan area, his crime is not big, and the court will not pay attention to him. What's more, the Goshawk, the lord of the Black Wind Village, also secretly did some shady things for the imperial court.

The goshawk who meets these conditions can sit firmly in the days of the Black Wind Village, but this position looks like a soil emperor, in fact, the goshawk is frightened every day, he doesn't trust anyone, only the flying centipede and the white-eyed white tiger.

Regarding these two people, Ma Chao also figured out a little, the flying centipede is a master of Gu poison art, and he is the most powerful grass ghost woman within a radius of dozens of miles. The eye-catching white tiger is a foreign master, and the weapon used is a copper-headed hammer, each hammer weighs more than 200 catties. Holding one in one hand and dancing a 400-pound hammer vigorously, it is not something ordinary people can do.

Wilderness Goshawk, this person is particularly mysterious, he has never revealed his true skills, and no one knows whether he is a wise man or a superb master.

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Ma Chao came to the camp of the Chinese army, knelt down and kowtowed to the goshawk obediently, and reported his work performance. Goshawk was very satisfied with Ma Chao, but Ma Chao complimented: "This is God's favor for the owner of the village, and it has nothing to do with the villain." Today, among the more than 500 horses, there are a few good horses, although they are not as good as sweat and blood horses, they are also rare breeds, which is the fortune of the owner of the village. ”

Ma Chao's words sounded pleasing to the ear, so he let Ma Chao lead him to the horse circle in the back mountain. Sure enough, a few horses, full of spirit, the goshawk was overjoyed, and rode several laps, but the goshawk's appearance was not good, and the horses had to be supported by people, and people had to lead the horses.

This is not the demeanor of a master, but what does the surface say nothing? Ma Chao knows that he seems to be very weak, but is this weakness real? No, Ma Chao is a special case, because he is really weak, and all habitual reactions are not disguised, so ordinary people can't see it.

However, this goshawk is obviously in good health, but it has made itself into the state of an old man, which in itself is a flaw.

These horses are really good, and Ma Chao likes them a lot.

Isn't there a saying that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment? Black Wind Village is a good shield, if you talk about it in detail, it is more like a turtle, it can only be beaten passively, and has no attack power. Goshawk wants to build its own sharp knife team, that is, a powerful means of attack, the first choice is, of course, cavalry, which is highly mobile, and it can still run back if it can't be beaten.

Therefore, as soon as Goshawk heard that there was a good horse doctor in Wangcheng County pretending to be a horse doctor from Heifeng Village, he thought to himself what else you were pretending to be, so he simply invited him directly. Ma Chao did not disappoint the goshawk, and in just a few days, the goshawk felt that what he had envisioned was right in front of him.

Goshawk took Ma Chao back to the Zhongjun tent and arranged a banquet to celebrate Ma Chao's success. The third owner came, but the second owner did not come. The owner of the third village said that there were two people who were not long-eyed, and secretly sold the things of the cottage down the mountain and were punished by the owner of the second village.

When the owner of the village heard this, he hurriedly let the curtain of the Chinese military tent fall, so as not to hurt his appetite. Ma Chao glanced out along the crack in the door, only to see two people lying on the ground, their faces were full of red spots, their bodies were extremely itchy, so they scratched hard, and where they scratched, there were three or five lice the size of small thumbs crawling out of it, just like that, the two people were itched to death.

On this night, Ma Chao was left in the camp for the night, and a bonfire was set up at night, and the goshawk drank happily again. When I woke up the next day, before the joy had passed, I heard someone report that the horses in the back mountain were gone.