Qilian Mountain stretches for more than 1,000 miles.

The place where the people and horses of the two sides met also belongs to the Qilian Mountains, and it is a very famous area of the Qilian Mountains.

The vegetation in this place is not luxuriant, and from a distance, the mountains are bare. However, the natural color of the rocks gives the area a different charm.

Colorful Danxia, I don't know which literati and ink artist gave this place a poetic name.

But the name is quite worthy of its name, the rocks are very colorful, red, purple, yellow, white, brown, layer upon layer, really a bit like a colorful neon dress.

Not only the color is gorgeous, but also the shape also has a unique flavor, some are like shells, some are like beauties, and some are like fairy apes, all of them, rich in people's endless reverie.

Between the peaks, there is always a flat area, the so-called river valley, where the vegetation is quite lush.

This is where the two sides met.

At this time, each of the cavalry under Ma Shuo's command wore a mask on his face, covering his original face. Not only the people, but also the war horses under their crotches also wore masks.

The wearing of masks gives these cavalry a sense of tranquility. Of course, this is deliberate.

Because these cavalrymen are all barbarians, and some of them were even born in the Wanma tribe.

However, according to the customs of the barbarians, there is no need to worry that these people will temporarily turn against the water on the battlefield and turn the prisoners into their own soldiers, which is actually not a rare thing in the barbarians.

For the barbarians, as long as whoever gives them food, they can fight for whomever they want. Ma Shuo's treatment of these cavalrymen was very high, far higher than when they were in the Wanma tribe.

The food is good, the salary is still high, these guys have long been dead. At this moment, let them face their former companions, they do not have the slightest embarrassment and softness at all.

The purpose of the mask is not to be afraid that the other party will recognize them, but to make them create a sense of mystery for the other party. People always have a heartfelt fear of the unknown.

So invisibly, the soldiers and horses of the Wanma tribe have fallen behind in terms of momentum. The numerical advantage had been greatly weakened at this time.

"Great Chief, please allow your subordinates to take the people of the headquarters to find out!" No matter what time it is, there will always be someone who will rush to the limelight.

Li Zi'er Mu, a fierce general of the Muzi tribe affiliated to the Wanma tribe, this person is the younger brother of Li Zi'er Xinyao, the leader of the Muzi tribe, and he was ordered to lead the five thousand elites of the tribe to the Wanma tribe to obey the orders.

In order to get more support and resource inclination from the Wanma tribe, this plum l'ermu took the initiative to stand up without hesitation.

Seeing that someone took the initiative to stand up and weigh the other party, Ma Hongqi thought about it for a while, and was readily agreed. As the saying goes, only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles.

"That's hard, General Plum! The merits of the plum tribe, Ma will definitely remember it! Ma Hongkui naturally didn't forget to draw a big pie for the other party.

Of the 5,000 men and horses of the Li tribe, 3,000 are cavalry, and the rest are elite infantry.

Li Ziermu took his men and horses, broke away from the large army, and pressed towards Ma Shuo's side.

"I am Li Ziermu, the general of the plum tribe under the Wanma tribe, who dares to fight?"

No one thought that this guy would choose to fight as soon as he came up.