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Along the Hutuo River, the largest river in Hebei, goes upstream, to Changshan Country in the northwest of Jizhou, there is a vast primeval forest, lush and green, boundless at a glance. In later generations, it was developed into the largest urban forest park in northern China - Hutuo River Urban Forest Park. Under the indiscriminate felling of the axe in later generations, there can still be such a green mountain forest to preserve, it is conceivable that in the Three Kingdoms era, this forest is so vast.

Ma Han was riding with Guan Hai and the twenty wolf fangs at this moment, loosening the saddle by the reed beach on the north bank of the Hutuo River, resting and drinking the horse.

Didn't you say you were going to meet old friends? Why did it appear five hundred miles away in the jungle, on the banks of a great river?

In fact, Ma Han came to meet old friends. When Ma Han decided to go to the battlefield of Hanoi (the old nest of the Montenegrin army Yu Poison was in Chaoge Lugushan Mountain, Hanoi County), he chose the waterway. Ma Han is not very clear about other states, but he is very familiar with the terrain of Jizhou - the map he got from Yuan Shao is the topographic map of Jizhou, this map he has seen countless times, and he can reproduce it in his mind with his eyes closed. The most impressive is the Yellow River.

The Yellow River was called the river water in the Three Kingdoms, and it was not diverted, and the mouth of the sea was in the Bohai Bay, which was only a few dozen miles away from Laizhou Bay, which was so close. From the mouth of the Yellow River, it goes up the river, passing through Qingzhou, Yanzhou, Jizhou and Hanoi County of Sili Commandery. If you take a boat by water, it is far more convenient and safer than taking a land route, and it is less likely to have unnecessary conflicts with various forces along the way, so Ma Han decided to take the water route. But there is also a problem with taking the waterway, what is the water situation of the Yellow River for nearly a thousand miles? Can the boat run normally? Will there be any silting in the middle of the road? These problems must be clarified first, otherwise you will be embarrassed to go on the road in a daze, and you will be blocked in the middle of the road.

After sending out the pathfinder ship, there was nothing to do for at least half a month. Then. Ma Han learned a piece of news from the post man who delivered the official document from the Qingzhou Assassin Mansion. Zhao Yun, who was the former cavalry general of Baima Yicong and later served as the marquis of the cavalry department of the Plains Army, as early as last year, due to the death of his brother, bid farewell to Liu Bei, the prime minister of the Plains, and returned to his hometown Changshan.

The reason why this post guard knew Zhao Yun was because his brother was also a white horse servant, and he was also Zhao Yun's subordinate.

When Ma Han heard the news, he was overjoyed. What a chance! Historically, Zhao Yun was disappointed in Gongsun Zhan's fruitless hegemony, and then felt hopeless for Liu Bei, who admired people's snorts, so he resigned and returned because his brother died of illness. This retreat lasted for seven years. In the most precious and elite seven years of his life, Zhao Yun was thrown into the ravine like this, what torture is this for an ambition? Humanity is a good horse that doesn't eat grass. And Zhao Yun did not hesitate to be a Feng woman again in order to pay for his ambition, and after seven years, he voted for Liu Bei again. It is conceivable that he attaches great importance to his deeds.

I have to say that living in seclusion in Changshan was the biggest mistake in Zhao Yun's life. He missed the best time to spend his time with Liu Bei. So much so that he was never reused by Liu Bei and failed to become one of the generals of the Four Expeditions of Shu, perhaps this is an important reason.

The sooner you follow the leader. The older the qualification, the greater the trust and benefits obtained, and this law has remained unchanged since ancient times.

Zhao Yun's mistake turned into an opportunity for Ma Han. From the Bohai Sea to Changshan, but 600 miles, riding a horse gallops normally, but it can be reached in seven or eight days, and it is exactly half a month to go back and forth, and it does not delay the business at all.

Ma Han immediately ordered twenty wolf tooth flying horsemen to escort him, he couldn't take many people, because along the way, there were all the territories of the Youzhou army and the Jizhou army, and if there were more people and horses, the danger factor would increase. The fewer people, the smaller the target, but the safer.

On this side of Beihai, there must be a principal, of course, it must be Tai Shici. And bring Guan Hai, on the surface, because he is familiar with the path from Bohai to Changshan, he can be a guide, but he really wants to find a guide, Beihai has, when do you need a foot army fake Sima to do this business? The real reason is that Ma Han is afraid that after he leaves, Guan Hai will do something to this guy, and before the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Beihai is transported away, this person must be under his nose.

This is the basic vigilance of the newly surrendered general, not that he is suspicious, after all, ten days ago, he and Guan Hai were still enemies in a life-and-death struggle. Trusting this kind of thing is not OK to surrender for a while, but depends on the long-term accumulation of time.

Ma Han crossed south this time, but due to the load of the ship, he was unable to bring all the combat horses, and only brought silver arrows. I didn't expect to go to Jizhou in advance, and even have to go through Xindu. In order to avoid an accident similar to that of that year, Ma Han specially cut off the iconic silver mane on the forehead of the silver arrow. It's just that although the mane is sheared, the steed is still there, and at a glance, you can see that it is a rare Dawan good horse.

This is the ninth day of Ma Han's entourage's departure, because the Jizhou army is about to launch a battle to sweep the Black Mountain Army, a large number of troops are assembled in Wei County in the south, and the north is strictly guarded against Youzhou Gongsun Zhan, resulting in the emptiness of the army in the central part of Jizhou. As a result, along the way, except for some homeless people and bandits, they basically did not encounter the Jizhou army, and arrived safely in Zhongshan on the north bank of the Hutuo River. And on the other side of the river, thirty miles to the southwest, is Changshan County, Zhending City.

Just when Ma Han and his entourage were resting on their horses, from the direction of Zhongshan Wuji (now Hebei Wuji), a team of richly decorated carriages came, and under the careful counting, there were three in total. The carriage is a double-wheeled carriage that can only be ridden by a certain status, the horses are tall and strong, there are dozens of accompanying servants, and there are even more than ten knight guards with swords and bows, obviously the people in the carriage are either rich or expensive.

This group of vehicles was also going to the river to drink and rest, but when they saw the group of men with bows and swords on their backs from a distance, they immediately became vigilant, avoided it far away, and stopped three hundred steps away from them to rest. The more than ten knights also spread out into a semi-arc, staring at Ma Han and the others.

Guan Hai is a person who is used to robbing houses and houses, and when he saw this, he was angry, and said fiercely: "Damn, treat us as thieves." Okay, let's rob him, and the city guards ......"

Ma Han raised his palms, signaled for silence, and said lightly: "There are female dependents in that car, and when I see more than 20 of our strong men, it is normal to be careful in defense." It's important to get down to business, don't give me extraneous branches. ”

In spite of Heno Nuo, he was in awe of this boss who was too young to speak, but even more powerful in archery.

The two roads are 300 paces apart, each doing its own thing. Well water does not interfere with river water. Ma Han's eyes occasionally swept by, only to see the curtain of the three carriages slightly opened, and he could see snow-white plain hands and half of his face, but they were too far away and blurred.

After resting almost, Ma Hag sent the two men to find a boat to cross the river. About half an hour later, the two wolffangs rode back, and a small black dot appeared on the river in the distance behind them. With Ma Han's peculiar eyesight, it can be seen at a glance. It was a small boat.

The two wolf fangs flew off their horses and bowed down to report: "The city guards, the subordinates searched for ten miles on the north shore, but only found this one boat." ”

Ma Han frowned, this boat is too small, it can carry people, but with the war horse, it is a little troublesome, so he waved helplessly: "It's okay, although the boat is small." There are few of us, and at most eight out of ten trips will pass. ”

The boat rowed close, and there were two people in the Gong, a fifty-year-old man. His beard and hair are all white, his back is a little hunched, and his hands and face have obvious water spots. The other was about twenty-seven or eight years old. The leopard has a tiger's eyes, a black face and beard, and the roots of the beard are like needles. He has a strong stature and is more than seven feet tall. This person is probably the son of Lao Shaogong, although he is a big man, but his thick lips and smile give people a sense of generosity.

"Ladies and gentlemen want to cross the river?"

"Well, but your boat seems to be a little smaller."

"Yes, yes, you can only carry one horse and one person at a time, and it will take about ten times to cross it."

"Ten times is ten times, old man, this is your son, right? It's a strong man, if you work harder, the boat money won't be less for you. Guan Hai took the money bag from a wolf-tooth flying rider and threw it to the old man, "This is five hundred dollars, it's enough." ”

Lao Shaogong smiled happily: "Enough is enough, everyone, please get on the boat." ”

According to the principle of guarding, half of the people first hit the outpost, and half of them were broken, and the horses walked in the middle, and then a wolf's tooth flying horse led the horse to cross the river first.

The Hutuo River is extremely wide, and when it takes at least one hour to go back and forth, more than 20 people and horses cross it for at least one hour. Fortunately, it was still early, and Ma Han could afford to wait.

About half an hour later, nearly half of the men and horses had crossed the river, and even the horsemen's mounts, silver arrows, had been sent across the river. When the boat rowed back again, he saw that only the old man was on the boat, and his strong son was gone.

"My black boy is straining in the reeds, and I can take one more master on this trip."

Guan Hai originally had his turn on the next trip, but because he was missing a big black man, he got on the boat early. When the boat had just left for a while, the north bank of the Hutuo River suddenly changed.

A group of chariot and horse travelers over there, after resting for more than half an hour, also felt that it was almost over, and they all formed a team, packed up their belongings, and prepared to leave. The more than ten cavalry guards also saw that Ma Han and his party had no other intentions, and the men and horses were half transitioned, and they also relaxed their vigilance, and the change happened at this time.

On the edge of the reckless jungle on the north shore, a group of men and horses suddenly rushed out, the number of which was about 100, only seven or eight people rode horses, and the rest were all foot soldiers. As soon as these horses rushed out, they aimed directly at the group of chariots and horses.

"Strong Beam!"

"Yes, it's the Yellow Turban Thief!"

"Quick, protect the ladies."

The dozen or so knights were furious, drew their bows and swords, and faced with nearly ten times the enemy, they had the courage to perform their duties as guards and met them without fear.

In a panic, the coachman shook the reins and drove his horse, and hurriedly fled in the direction of Wuji. In a panic, a car had just driven less than 100 paces when its wheels were crooked and it fell into a shallow pit. The more panicked the driver became, the more the whip crackled, but the more he couldn't get out of the pit. The servants were so frightened that they fled in all directions, and for a moment no one came to help push the cart.

Only the two cars that were running far ahead, suddenly lifted the curtains, poked out two beautiful faces, and screamed: "Little sister-"

The dozen or so knights first collided with the seven or eight yellow turban thieves, riding shadows, smoke billowing, spear stabs, knife strikes, arrow shooting, and shouting, intertwined, and figures constantly fell from their horses. When the Yellow Turban Thief fell, he could be rescued by his accomplices, and when the guard knight fell off his horse, he was immediately swarmed by the Yellow Turban Foot Soldiers, and the wooden guns, short knives, and clubs fell together, and the beating was terrible.

Originally, there were more knights on the side of the guards, and they had an innate advantage in riding on the opposite side, but there was a knight on the Yellow Turban side who was extremely brave, holding a big knife, rushing left and right, and one person split three guards, and even chased after the other two guards, and the end was fierce. The rest of the guards were intercepted by several Yellow Turban Knights and quickly drowned in the Yellow Turban thieves. Once the cavalry loses speed and agility, it is simply a live target on horseback, and it is quickly dragged off the horse and beaten to death......

Packing up the Escort Knights, the ragged Yellow Turban thieves roared towards the immobile wagon.

The ten wolf-tooth flying horsemen here have quickly set up their saddle bridles, mounted their war horses, opened their bows and arrows, and protected them in front of the horses, watching the yellow turbans rage from a distance, standing still, waiting for the orders of the city guards.

Ma Han frowned and groaned slightly, just about to shake his head, suddenly seemed to be aware, his eyes swept to the other side of the river, and he was suddenly furious, and pointed at the yellow turban thief: "Do it, kill the thief!" (To be continued......)