"If the Han army dares to come, it will be up to me Zang Ba to cut off his one hundred and ten heads and sacrifice a big sword for me!"

Zang Ba used a piece of silk cloth to carefully wipe the treasure knife in his hand.

The Zang family is in Hua County, although it is not second to none, but it can be regarded as a powerful party. If it weren't for the fact that for several generations, the Zang clan had never produced an official with more than 1,000 stones, and Zang Jie would not have been guarded by Taishan back then, and he was regarded as a local tyrant, and he was easily thrown into prison.

Such a family, the weapons carefully selected for the heir Zang Ba are naturally not ordinary. The treasure knife in Zang Ba's hand was made of the so-called "Qiuzi Steel" transported from the distant Western Regions.

According to a well-informed friend of Zang Jie, the so-called "Qiuzi Steel" is actually not produced by the small country "Qiuzi" in the Western Regions. Its true origin is said to be in the more distant "body poison".

This "body poison", according to the latter formula, is India. India's Damascus steel is a good thing that is famous in history!

Zang Ba naturally didn't care about what this treasure knife was made of. He only knew that the materials used for this treasure knife were worth 8,000 yuan per catty. After the treasure knife was built, Mi Zhu, who was born in a big merchant family, once appreciated this treasure knife and valued it.

The price code is:

800,000 dollars!

What kind of price is this?

Let's put it simply. During the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the government once stipulated that one pound of gold could be exchanged for five baht and 10,000 yuan. By the end of the Han Dynasty, the current price comparison had changed. One pound of gold can already be exchanged for five baht for nearly 20,000 yuan.

In other words, Zang Ba's treasure knife can be exchanged for more than forty catties of gold. The weight of this gold is even greater than the weight of this knife!

However, Zang Ba waited for a long time in vain, and this precious knife did not wait for the opportunity to open the meat.

The reason is simple. The Yanzhou Prefecture Division went to surprise attack the large army of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou, but the Tianping Army completely misjudged the form and mistakenly thought that it was the target of the Han army.

Since the situation was misjudged, the Tianping Army was naturally like a fool, posing in vain, but did not wait for the opponent.

Cheng Lian sat comfortably in the shade of a tree, gently chewing a long grass stalk in his mouth.

Before the war, Chen Gong, as the mastermind, had already expected this situation. Chen Gong said that there is at least a seventy percent chance that the Tianping Army will set up a defensive formation and shrink away. Now, everything is as expected. At this moment, Cheng Lian admired the black-clothed scribe with a blank expression and sharp eyes.

There was a sound of horses' hooves. That was Song Xian, who couldn't hold back his loneliness, and personally led the team to the front of the Tianping Army and rode and shot for a while. He drove his horse to Cheng Lian's side, jumped off the horse beautifully, and cursed in his mouth:

"Enter, mother, thief, all say how the Tianping Army is so good, a certain family is so tossed, I saw a turtle with a shrunken head! If he continues to fight like this, he won't be able to get a single head, and the credit will be thin! ”

Although he scolded his mother in his mouth, Song Xian's face was full of pride. When assigning the task, Captain Bao repeatedly emphasized that as long as the cavalry team could stick to the Tianping Army, it would be a great achievement. As for how many heads can be snatched from the Tianping Army, this kind of thing is a trivial thing that is icing on the cake.

"You, mother, Song Dog, don't splash all the dust on Lao Tzu! I don't want to be like you! ”

Song Xian, nicknamed "Dog", was very annoyed that others called him like this. However, Cheng Lian's military strength was higher than him, his riding skills were better than him, and his official position was also greater than him, so Song Xian had to secretly scold twice in his heart and give up.

It's the end of July, and although the weather is a little cooler, it's only in the morning and evening. The cavalry profession is majestic, but it is actually quite hard. Just now, Song Xian just urged the horse to run around, and the nail leaves on his body were covered with a thin layer of dust.

"Just now, the Qingzhou Moth Thief sent a few cavalrymen and wanted to go to the Tianping Army. Lao Tzu hooked down one with a halberd, and three of them were killed by the brothers' arrows, and the rest fled back with a lot of urine. ”

Cheng Lian bit the grass stem hard, and said while thinking:

"This is already the third batch. It seems that the captain is playing well! ”

Song Xian looked proud and said:

"Of course! Bao Duwei is one of the talents I can count in Yanzhou! Everyone discussed in private and agreed that except for the cavalry captain Cao Mengde Cao Short of the Northern Army, no one in Yanzhou can beat Bao Du Lieutenant in the art of war! ”

Cheng Lian secretly despised it in his heart, and said lightly:

"Cao Mengde's methods, a certain family has been taught, and it is indeed extraordinary. But if you want to compare with today's famous generals, there is still some gap.

Not to mention anything else, even if it is the two generals Xia Yu and Tian Yan, their ability to command the army is by no means under Cao Mengde. If it weren't for the battle of 'Sunset Plain', which was the trick of the Xianbei dog slave, how could it be the turn of Cao Shorty to lead the troops? ”

Song Xian was a little unhappy when he heard this. As a Yanzhou person, why do you have to speak for the people of this state?

"Cao Mengde is not only superb in commanding the army, but also proficient in the art of war. Don't forget, in the first two months, Cao Mengde personally led the troops and joined forces with Sun Wentai to kill 'Bocai' together! ”

Cheng Lian squinted at Song Xian and said in a muffled voice:

"Cao Mengde is a scholar after all, even if he understands the art of war, he is not on the same path as us. Song Gouzi, why do you keep saying good things about these guys? ”

Song Xian was stunned for a while, and then said:

"Hehe, Bao Duwei is also a scholar! In this world, if we don't fight, we warriors have to listen to the scholars; After the war, we warriors still have to listen to the scholars! Enter, Him, Mother! ”

The two of them were complaining here while the war was boring, and suddenly, a team leader next to them exclaimed:

"It's moving! The enemy is moving! ”

The Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army, in the eyes of these Han army knights, is nothing more than a group of "moth thieves". The only one who can be worthy of the word "army" in their mouths is the Tianping Army, which has good training and equipment. When Cheng Lian and Song Xian heard this, they immediately became vigilant, covered the sun with their hands, and looked at the Tianping military chariot array more than a mile away.

Sure enough, the formation of cars loosened, revealing an entrance. In this mouth, the next scene made Cheng Lian and Song Xian surprised and uneasy.

From this entrance and exit several zhang wide, the large group of people and horses that poured out were all cavalry!

The cavalry also gave up. The point is that the number of these cavalry far exceeds the expectations of the Han army!

Two hundred? Three hundred? Or four hundred?

"Enter, him, mother! When did the Tianping Army have so many cavalry?! ”

Song Xian's voice revealed a trace of impatience.

Cheng Lian was sneering, and he didn't seem to take his opponent seriously.

"Get on the horse! Concentrate! ”

Cheng Lian pressed the horse's back with his palm, turned over neatly, jumped on the horse's back, and shouted loudly to his subordinates:

"Lao Tzu killed the Qiang dog ten years ago, and slaughtered the Xianbei slave five years ago! Today, I want to see how many skills these Yellow Turban Army cavalry have the Qiang Dog and Xianbei Nu! ”

Hearing such words, Cheng Lian's descendants brought from the "Yue Cavalry Battalion" immediately proudly showed a glorious look. Although Song Xian has always had a lot of complaints about Cheng Lian, at this moment, he can only humbly express his respect.

After all, the cavalry of the county is not as good as the Central Northern Army, and there is a chance for those Qianghu who dare to offend the Han to see the power of the "Han cavalry".

"Lao Tzu's people, face off with Lao Tzu! Song Xian! You take your men and invite enemy riders from the flanks! Did you hear that! ”

Cheng Lian's voice was stretched high at this moment, so that the Han army within a hundred steps could hear it clearly. Song Xian left behind the little dirtiness he usually had with Cheng Lian, and agreed loudly:

"No! If you have a surname, you can show it to Lao Tzu! Look at how Lao Tzu overturned those 'donkey eggs' one by one! ”

-- The so-called "donkey eggs" usually refer to cavalry recruits. Because of their poor riding skills, these people were ridiculed by the veterans as if they were riding donkeys.

More than 400 cavalry, quickly assembled, divided into two teams. Seeing a considerable number of cavalry of the Tianping Army rushing out of the car formation, Cheng Lian greeted him, and ran towards the plain in the distance with his men.

As an experienced cavalry veteran, he naturally would not engage in a fierce cavalry chase with the enemy in this small space sandwiched by the Tianping Army and the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army.

If you are entangled with the enemy's cavalry in such a narrow place, if the opponent's infantry comes over, you will not die and will shed your skin.

However, when the horses were bumpy and undulating, Cheng Lian still had a question that had been haunting his heart.

――How can these Tianping troops have so many cavalry?