Rolling mountains, standing on the wall, towering into the clouds, all the way to here, nearly a thousand people and horses only left Pang De, Ma Chao, Ma Dai and Ma Teng and other three children, and Chen Heng also died in yesterday's sneak attack to protect Ma Teng's retreat, all the horses were lost, Ma Teng and others only walked, and Pang De carried Ma Dai on his back; Ma Chao carried Ma Xiu on his back; Ma Teng carried Ma Tie on his back and hugged Ma Yunlu, and the three of them ran wildly all the way south.

Galloping all the way for more than ten miles, Pang De saw the ups and downs of the mountains, frowned and said, "Lord, I am only afraid to leave the tiger's den and enter the wolf's den, and in front of me is Liupan Mountain, where the mountains are high and steep, and bandits are rampant, we still need to be cautious."

Only then did Ma Teng put his hand on his forehead and looked into the distance.

I saw that the terrain in front of two or three miles was really dangerous, a secluded path passed through the mountains, the mountains on both sides were cuiwei, the vegetation on the mountains was dense, lush, it was a good place to kill people and goods, but there was only one road in front of them, unless you turned around and found another way, but the pursuers were like wolves and tigers, and going back was undoubtedly to die.

"Rush over"

Ma Teng snorted lightly and rushed into the valley first, and when Pang De Ma Chao saw this, he immediately raised his knife and spear to follow.

The three of them were running in a hurry, and suddenly they were blocked by a group of Biao troops from both sides of the valley, the first one, holding a mountain axe, with a clear face, two silkworm eyebrows quite eye-catching, a pair of starry eyes, and a hidden Sichuan pattern on his forehead, it was his whole person who looked like a tiger.

The three of them were shocked, and immediately turned around and wanted to run back, but suddenly the rear was also blocked by a general, only to see that the general was eight feet tall, his face was like a heavy jujube, his beard was one foot and twenty-eight long, and he had a hook knife in his hand, staring at the three people who were struggling and shouting: "Where do you want to go?" How many have you been waiting here?"

There was a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, and Ma Teng came from it, raised his head and roared unwillingly: "Am I destined to have this catastrophe?" ”

Pound stared at the general who blocked the back road, and his eyes lit up, and he strode to the general not far from him and said loudly: "General, do you still know me Pound?" ”

Wei Yan put away the big knife in his hand and looked Pang De up and down carefully, while Ma Teng listened to Pang De's words, stepped forward and asked, "Ling Ming, how do you know this bandit leader?" ”

Pound stroked his hair and smiled: "Haha! Lord, they are not bandits, the red-faced and long-haired man is the general under the tent of Wen Hou, and he is the one who broke through Wugong City before, it seems that we have been saved"

It was only at this time that Wei Yan remembered who the big man in front of him was, he was covered in blood, his hair was messy, and he couldn't see it really, and at this moment, when he heard him talk about martial arts, Wei Yan's mind immediately flashed a name, Pang De.

Wei Yan still admires Pang De very much, not for anything else, just because he personally killed thousands of Qiang people who were in rebellion when he retreated from martial arts, and such a hero and hero cannot tolerate him not to admire.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan laughed loudly, waved his big hand, and the Bingzhou army behind him immediately put away their swords and guns, and Xu Huang, who came from behind, saw it, and also ordered the army to put away their blades, take care of their axes and horses, and usher in them.

"Old man Ma Teng, dare to ask the two generals but they are the generals under the Wen Hou's account?"

Ma Teng heard that these two people were the generals under Lu Bu's account, and his heart was overjoyed, it seemed that Lu Bu had sent troops to help, thinking of this, he swept away the previous sadness, and strode to the two of them to ask.

Xu Huang and Wei Yan didn't dare to slack off, this Ma Teng is the nominal Xiliang Thorn History, and the official rank is many times higher than the two of them, they turned over and dismounted, and the two immediately saluted: "Xu Huang and Wei Yan pay a visit to Master Ma"

Ma Teng hurriedly said, "Dare to ask where Wen Hou is now?" ”

Wei Yan immediately said: "Don't worry, my lord, when I heard that Han Sui was in turmoil, I personally led an army of 30,000 to prepare to assist my lord to quell the rebellion.

"Okay, well, I'm tired of the two generals taking a certain person to go to your house for a while!"

"No!"

The two responded, and were about to lead Ma Teng to meet with Lu Bu, but Pang De objected: "The lord, the two generals, and Han Sui's pursuers behind, if we retreat like this, we will definitely be caught off guard by them!" ”

When Xu Huang heard this, he immediately said: "Wen Chang, you lead Spur Shi to see the lord first, and stop the chasing soldiers here."

Wei Yan nodded, then left the 5,000 men and horses in the headquarters to Xu Huang to command, and led Ma Teng towards the valley mouth.

Seeing that Wei Yan and the others had already gone away, the big axe in Xu Huang's hand summoned and ordered the army to lurk on both sides of the valley, waiting for Han Sui's rebels.

Han Sui led the army to chase all the way, and suddenly disappeared without a trace, looking at the continuous mountains in front of him, the lone peak stands, the mountains are wooded, the mountain walls and cliffs are steep, he has always been cautious and cautious, he hesitated a little.

Cheriji, who followed closely, saw that Han Sui was reluctant to march, and immediately stepped forward: "Han Tianshou, why don't you chase after him?" He didn't want Ma Teng to live, if Ma Teng didn't die, it would be a cancer in his heart, and sooner or later it would be a disaster.

Han Sui didn't even look at Cherrigie, and explained unhurriedly: "The terrain ahead is relatively dangerous, I am afraid that there will be ambushes, and it is getting late, so it is not suitable to attack."

"This can't be done, Ma Teng has not been eliminated, it is a disaster after all, why didn't Han Taishou chase it? Besides, Ma Teng is already at the end of the road, how can there be any ambushes? ”

Cherrigi was in a hurry, if Han Sui gave up the pursuit and let Ma Teng go, his life would not be easy in the future, so his voice couldn't help but be a bit like a roar.

Han Sui looked at Cherry Ji and smiled coldly: "If it weren't for your Xiqiang general to let Ma Teng go, why would we have to mobilize the crowd to chase for hundreds of miles?" ”

Cheriji was silent, took a deep breath, and waved his white robe: "The mistake made by Yue Xi is indeed unforgivable, but at this moment we are the same enemy, if Han Taishou does not chase, I will lead my own troops and horses to chase and leave"

Cherrigi raised the big knife in his hand, and personally led 10,000 Qiang soldiers to rush into the valley, only halfway to gallop, suddenly a drum sounded, and a group of men and horses were killed in the oblique stab, headed by a general, with a five-flowered horse under the crotch, his eyes were cold, and he made a big axe in his hand, and pointed to the Cherrigi wolf flag: "Do you see that big flag?" And the state iron cavalry, charge with me, behead the generals and capture the flag, let these aliens know the power of our Han cavalry"

Xu Huang wanted to show off the battle and kill the enemy general, but when he saw that the other party was a Qiang person, he immediately abandoned his previous idea and personally led seven thousand iron cavalry to charge towards the Qiang soldiers.

The valley is vast, seven thousand iron horsemen march hand in hand, like a stormy wave, roll up the dust, straight to the wolf flag of Cheriji, Xu Huang takes the lead, like a sharp arrow rampage, unstoppable, the seven thousand iron horses behind him are like a rolling torrent, swept in.