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On the second day of the fifth month, early in the morning, the drums rumbled, the south gate of Duchang City was opened, and the horse was carrying a bow and a knife, riding a yellow horse provided by Kong Rong. Behind him were ten wolf-tooth flying horsemen, all of whom rode horses and held bows, galloping out of the city gate hole, and the horses' hooves trampled on the suspension bridge violently, and the dust on the bridge deck fell sharply, causing the moat to ripple in circles.

Above the city, Tai Shici and the Eagle Slave leaned on the city and looked at it, and behind them, there were all surprised Beihai soldiers, all of them looked like monsters - eleven people, they dared to challenge the ten thousand armies, it was crazy!

Tai Shi Ci was a little depressed, originally such a battle, it should have been his general, and Ma Han, the boss, leaned on the city to watch the battle, but now it turned around. However, Tai Shici also knew that it was very necessary for the city guard to move.

Liwei!

In Qingzhou, Tai Shi Ci has the name of a righteous man, what does Ma Han have? A Mobei hero who can make the most fierce Hu people tremble when they hear their names, and a Kun Botulu who has replaced General Baima and become a nightmare for a new generation of Hu people, came to Qingzhou, but he was nothing.

In the Three Kingdoms era, fame can reach ten thousand armies. Baume & Mercier, Family, Haoqiang, you can choose any one, as long as you have the same body. You don't have to worry about having no reputation and no place to mix. If nothing is touched. Then you can only rely on yourself, and the scribes use the pen. Achieve your own immortal chapter; The generals used their strength to hit themselves in the sky.

This is an opportunity to make a name for himself sent to the door, how can Ma Han let it go? The public opinion of this era is in the mouth of celebrities, and he wants to make a name for himself under the noses of Confucius celebrities.

A hundred steps away from the south gate, there are also barricades, but these barricades are not blocked, and there are gaps in between. It can accommodate one person and one horse to pass through. Ma Han led ten horsemen calmly, as if taking a leisurely walk, passed through the gap between the barricades, and shouted to the yellow turban patrol who was a hundred paces away: "Where is Guan Hai?" Tell him to come out and compare with me, and fight the group alone. Give you half an hour to show up, there is a kind of fighting, there is no kind of getting out! ”

The sound was drumming far away, and it was suddenly like cold water pouring a hot pot, and it exploded in the midst of the Yellow Turban thieves.

It's also a coincidence. The Yellow Turban Qu Shuai Guan Hai happened to be inspecting the camp at the south gate. This is actually the influence of Ma Han, Tai Shici and others. For nearly a month, because Kong Rong has been avoiding the war, he can't hold out. Guan Hai couldn't attack several times, and he was helpless for a while, so he had to go back to the Hanting base camp to drink alcohol. Until yesterday. It was learned that more than a dozen reinforcements broke into the city of Duchang and killed and wounded more than 100 soldiers. This time. But it provoked Guan Hai, early the next morning. He rode a big green horse, led twenty henchmen from the riding wrestler, and rushed to the camp in front to find out what the situation was. As a result, not long after arriving at Nandaying, there was an arrogant battle sound under Duchang City, and this time, Guan Hai really exploded.

When Guan Hai led twenty yellow turban wrestlers and five hundred foot soldiers to run out of the camp gate and came to the south gate of Duchang two hundred paces, he saw eleven horsemen under Duchang City from a distance - there were only eleven horsemen! No, to be exact, only one horse in the wrestling. When did Kong Beihai's subordinates have such a bold figure? Well, could it be the Wang Xiu who killed Beihai Haoqiang to the point of trembling? No, Wang Xiu's courage is indeed strong enough, but he is just a scholar, and being bold does not mean that his fists are hard!

At this time, a subordinate patrol came to report, this is the more than ten people who broke through the camp yesterday, and the most obvious sign is the blood-colored demon bow in the hands of the person who led the battle.

"Okay, okay, I'm worried that I can't find these bastards, so I'm sending them to the door." Guan Hai gritted his teeth, the voice squeezed out from between his teeth, stretched out his hand to take the long knife handed by the horse, knocked the horse's belly, and slowly went out of battle under the protection of the twenty riders.

At the beginning of the morning sun, the sea breeze in May, with a damp fishy smell, landed from Laizhou Bay, swept over Duchang City, and the various colored flags erected on the top of the South City Gate Tower were rolled and fluttering, crackling. Between the flags, on the railing of the second floor of the gatehouse, the Beihai Xiangkong Rong and the scribes who are about thirty years a year, with a resolute face and a long sword at their waists, look at the railing.

Seeing from a distance that the big word "Guan" on the yellow handsome flag slowly moved closer, Kong Rong's eyelids twitched involuntarily a few times, the knuckles of the fingers pinching the tail stiffened, he took a long breath, and said to the scribe beside him: "Shuzhi, look at it, this Ma Jinglong, I don't know if he is a tall and bold artist, or he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead." I actually want to use this plan to attack the west to cover Taishi Ziyi's breakthrough, it's too risky, it's too dangerous......" shook his head and sighed as he spoke, with a look of dismay.

The sword scribe frowned slightly, as if asking Kong Rong, and seemed to say to himself: "Attract the forces of the thief to the south gate, and then let Taishi Ziyi break through from the west gate?" It's a good idea, but how can you survive the irrigation ten miles away? If you can't cross the irrigation, you have to turn to the plain from the Hanting in the south. This way to break through seems to be good, but in fact, it is still a big bend, and it may not work......"

Kong Rong thought for a while and said: "That Ma Jinglong claims to have more than 100 soldiers, but I don't know where they are, maybe they are irrigating, which can also explain why Taishi Ziyi chose to break through from the West Gate." ”

The scribe nodded: "This is the only way to explain ......"

The gatehouse was discussing the true meaning of Ma Han's move, and under Duchang City, Ma Han squinted his eyes and looked at the handsome flag that was constantly approaching - "Guan", is it not Guanhai? If it's him, that's for the best.

The two sides approached a hundred paces, and the yellow turban wrestlers spread out to both sides, revealing a big man in the middle: his head was wrapped in a yellow scarf, bound by a gold ring, wearing black cowhide armor, with a bow behind the saddle, an axe at his waist, and a knife in his hand, which was awe-inspiring.

Although the distance was 100 paces, with the eyes of Ma Hao, who was different from ordinary people, he could still see clearly that this was a sturdy man in his early thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a lion nose and thick lips, and a beard.

"Which bastard wants to challenge me? Get out of here and die! ”

If the sound of Guan Hai thundered, the long knife was raised high, and galloped out of it. Running left and right, shouting loudly. Five hundred yellow turban foot soldiers gathered around the handsome banner in a chaotic manner. or lift up spears to the ground, or strike shields with swords. Cheers and cheers. In addition, the thousands of yellow turban thieves in the southern camp responded to the sound of harmony from afar, and they were very noisy, intersecting between Wei and irrigation, and the momentum was amazing.

Kong Rong above the gatehouse, his eyelids twitched even more. And the scribe tightly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air in his lungs, and looked over Tai Shici on the head of the city, staring at the back of the blood-colored demon bow in his hand. This person. The pressure is the greatest, but he actually ...... I actually turned my head and chatted with the rider behind me! Is it overconfidence? Or do you not know how thick the sky is?

Ma Han was indeed talking to the Wolf Tooth Flying Horse, and what he said was: "Guan Hai, this stupid thief, he doesn't know at all, if I want to take his life, I can do it with a snap of my fingers." ”

The wolf-tooth flying rider smiled and said: "Those who dare to walk within 200 steps in front of the city guard without shelter are all people who sell their heads. This Guan Hai is showing off his martial arts a hundred steps away, and he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. The city guards, why not take his life immediately. This rabble will be defeated, and the siege of the North Sea will be solved. ”

Ma Han shook his head: "It's easy to kill this person, but we didn't come here to catch a knife for Kong Rong." It's not just for his little food and armor, I need more. The dead Guan Hai can't give these things. Only a living ruler is in our best interest. I say this to you. It is to remember that in the future you will also have the opportunity to be independent. When faced with a choice, there are multiple considerations, and interests must come first. ”

The wolf-tooth riders nodded silently, as if they had realized.

Over there, Guan Hai had fully mobilized the morale of the Yellow Turbans, and one by one they seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, screaming wildly.

Guan Hai laughed loudly, waved his long knife, and constantly teased the horseman, but refused to gallop closer.

Ma Han smiled, this Guan Hai is not stupid, he knows that more than ten of them are very good at archery, if he doesn't go over, the other party will never dare to come. Ma Han inserted the Demon Pupil Bow back into the bow sac on the side of the saddle, clamped the horse's belly, and rushed forward, his arms open, and a faint smile on his face.

Ma Hag didn't have a weapon in his hand, but he surprised Guan Hai more than he was holding an overlord gun - what kind of situation is this, empty-handed against the knife? Is this man insane?

Guan Hai has been in Qingzhou for many years, from a small soldier to a commander, he has rich combat experience, and he is also sensitive to danger from ordinary people. He felt a hint of danger now, and as the other approached, the uneasiness intensified. He even had the idea of turning his horse away, which surprised him, how could this be? In order to dispel this uneasiness, he could only do one thing, and shouted: "Who is coming? The roar shouted, and the courage seemed to be strong.

"Guan Hai, remember, the person who defeated you today is a certain family-Liaodong Ma Jinglong!"

Ma Han did not report his true identity, because a lieutenant of Liaodong County should not appear here, he just needs the people of Qingzhou to remember that there is a "Liaodong Ma Jinglong".

"Bastard! Die! Guan Hai was angry, and before he could fight, he made this assertion, did he really think he was a dead man? No one can stand this disregard.

Guan Hai wielded a knife with one hand, his eyes were bloodshot, like an angry bull rushing towards the horse--rush, don't let him pull out the blade, pretend to be deserving of the knife!

"It's going to be bad!" On the gatehouse, Kong Rong exclaimed, "Why is Captain Ma so big? And his attendant rider did not react...... Where did they go with the ferocity they had yesterday? ”

The scribe's eyes shrank, and he saw that the horse had moved.

The horse moved, and just as Guan Hai was nearly fifty paces away, the enhanced version of the Demon Pupil Bow was withdrawn from the bow sac, and a wolf's tooth flying arrow was in his hand. Hooking arrows, buckling strings, half-opening, and loosening strings, all in one go, so fast that Guan Hai didn't have time to react at all.

Shout! An arrow shoots - dang!

The big knife in Guan Hai's hand was like being hit by a giant hammer, and he flew out of his hand, spun a few times in the air, and slapped it on the ground. On the broad blade surface, the tail feathers of a wolf-tooth flying arrow trembled sharply. This arrow was nailed into the wrought iron knife and knocked the heavy knife weighing more than 30 catties several feet away.

Guan Hai's face was green, and he urgently reined in the horse, and the big green horse was strangled to his front hooves, and the person stood up and overturned Guan Hai to the ground. Guan Hai landed and rolled, bounced up, and ran away, while the twenty yellow turban wrestlers fought their horses and galloped urgently.

From the horse's fierce arrows, to the flying broadsword, to Guan Hai's frightened fall off the horse, it only took a few blinks of an eye before and after. Whether it was the Yellow Turban or Duchang, no one reacted. Except for Tai Shi Ci, Eagle Slave, and Wolf Tooth Flying Rider. Because they know it's a corollary. Therefore, when Ma Yan waved his hand, the wolf's fang, who had already been ready to attack, rode forward, raised his bow and arrows, and launched a gallop shot at the Yellow Turban wrestler who received Guan Hai.

That's right, Ma Han's target is these Yellow Turban wrestlers.

As we all know, most of the sources of the Yellow Turban Army are civilians, with no training, no soldiers, no provisions, pure "three no personnel", and their combat effectiveness is scum of tofu. The war relied on the tactics of the sea of people, and if you win, you will be excited, and if you lose, you will be scattered. And it is not difficult to reunite, as long as the core is still there, this core is the Yellow Turban Lux, the core strength of the Yellow Turban Army.

Yellow Turban Lux is the collective name of those Yellow Turban elites who are devout to the Taiping Dao, strong, and have certain combat experience. From the perspective of a certain Cheng dù, how many Yellow Turban wrestlers you kill, how much Cheng dù can weaken and severely damage the Yellow Turban Army. These twenty Yellow Turban wrestlers are the elite of the Guanhai Army, and annihilating them is more valuable than killing hundreds or thousands of ordinary thieves.

"Kill!"

Snort! The arrows were in the air, and the Yellow Turban wrestlers fell off their horses one after another, and the people and horses were bloody.

"No—"

Guan Hai's heart was dripping blood, and he struggled to hold the last Yellow Turban Warrior, and he didn't realize the two arrows in his body.

An arrow flew, hitting the eyebrows of the last yellow turban wrestler, and a powerful arrow came out through the brain, bone fragments splashed, and blood spurted like a spring.

Guan Hai turned his head, only to see a blood-colored big bow, the bowstring trembled violently, and a big hand stroked the bowstring, the string was still, just like the indifferent expression of the owner of the blood bow.

Guan Hai's blood pierced his eyes, and he shouted through his teeth: "Kill, the whole army presses, kill me!" (To be continued......)