On the march, Ma Yue has sighed more than once, for Ma Yue, the prancing horse gallops on the battlefield with a spear, defeats a strong enemy with absolute force, and makes him face defeat, which is more uncomfortable than killing him, not to mention defeat. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

But the military order is like a mountain, and Ma Yue has no way to avoid it, so he can only vent the resentment in his heart by sighing. The distance of fifty miles, after an hour's march, had arrived, Ma Yue suppressed the resentment in his heart, and ordered the 10,000 recruits accompanying him to set up camp in front of the road. The rest is to wait for Manila to come with his troops, and then give him five defeats in a row in three days, Ma Yue thought boredly.

Ma Yue did not hide his tracks, and in the desert, there was no good way to hide his tracks. Therefore, the movements of Ma Yue and others were quickly learned by Xin Man's detectives and transmitted back to Manila.

Manila is the more shrewd of the Xin barbarians, except for the inevitable brave and ruthless nature of the Xin barbarians, it can be called a figure of both civil and military affairs. After hearing the return of the prospects, Manila neither fully believed what the prospectors saw, nor did he believe at all. He knew that what the scouts saw with their eyes were appearances, and he had to analyze the inner intentions of the enemy army through these appearances.

After thinking for a moment, Manila immediately ordered the whole army to advance and set up camp fifty miles away from the Mayue camp, where he would personally survey the terrain and see what kind of medicine was being sold in the enemy's gourd. Under Manila's orders, the 70,000 well-trained tribal warriors quickly moved into action, and the forward troops left the army before they rushed to the front for a tentative reconnaissance.

In the evening of the same day, the Manila headquarters had already settled down in the camp, facing the unique sunset scenery of the desert, Manila stood on the lookout a few miles away from the Mayue camp, quietly observing the movement of the enemy camp. The five-zhang high lookout platform was not enough for him to overlook the entire Han camp, and he could only see about one-third of the position, judging from the one-third of the Han camp within his line of sight, the enemy troops were surprisingly calm. As if this division of the enemy army. Just like an extremely ordinary conventional military operation, judging by the smoke rising from the Han camp, this enemy army was only about 10,000 people, and if we say that they were the vanguard of the enemy's main force. It is very much in line with the combat habits of the Han people. But Manila is still a little uneasy. Not for anything else. At no time should we underestimate Yuan Qi's bravery and stratagem, which is a number of ethnic minorities in Xianbei and Thorn Tower. With the experience gained from the extermination of the race, it is impossible for Manila not to be cautious.

Suddenly, the door of the enemy's camp opened, and Ma Yue, who was in lion helmet and armor, rushed out first, followed by about 1,000 cavalry and 2,000 infantry troops, and rushed straight towards where Manila was. The desert terrain is plain, except for the places where the various tribes live, most of the rest of the places are endless sand seas, the field of vision is extremely vast, someone erected a lookout near their own military camp, no need to ask, it must be the Xin barbarians, so Ma Yue immediately led the troops to kill it.

Judging from the number and speed of Ma Yue's battle, they want to eliminate the hidden dangers in the vicinity and do a good job of opening the way for the follow-up army, just like Manila's own vanguard troops, the same task assumed.

Unhurried off the lookout, Manila turned over and rode his favorite war horse, and even had the leisure to reach out and stroke the mane of the war horse. This horse, among the good horses of Xinman's specialty, is one of the best in a million, and the whole body is pure black fur, like a fine brocade, exuding a bright color. At the beginning, it took half a year's harvest for the entire tribe in Manila to buy back these BMWs from other tribal leaders, and he also gave this dark horse a name - chasing the wind. It means that the horse runs with all its might, and even the wind can catch up with it. Although the name is a bit cheesy and exaggerated, its speed is definitely in the ranks of Maxima, which is comparable to that of Sha Lifei, where Ma Yue sits.

After stepping into the chasing wind, Manila glanced behind him, and saw that Ma Yue had already led the army to approach less than two miles, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "It is said that the little overlord is unparalleled in the world, as brave as Xiang Yu, and as strategic as Han Xin. ”

Immediately, Manila flicked his horsewhip and let the wind chase carry him home. Guarding Manila's side, there are only 500 guards, and they are all carefully selected soldiers from Manila's hundreds of thousands of tribal people. After the five hundred elite horsemen saw Manila's movements, they immediately pumped their horsewhips at the same time without his command, and let the war horses they sat down run and follow Manila neatly.

Ma Yue saw that Manila was about to run from a distance, and immediately shouted loudly: "Rats, do you dare to fight with Xiliang Jinma Yue!" At the same time, Ma Yue stepped on the belly of the horse in the sand twice, making its running even faster.

Manila heard Ma Yue's shout while running, looked back at Ma Yue with a playful face, and sneered in a low voice: "It's just the courage of the horseman, the little overlord is really a bit of a waste, and he actually sent such a reckless man to be a pioneer general." At that moment, Manila ignored Ma Yue, led the crowd to speed up, and ran in the direction of his own camp. Five miles away, Manila had already laid two ambush troops, and if Ma Yue was in hot pursuit, he could just enter his ambush circle.

Ma Yue, as Manila expected, has been biting behind the Manila team and chasing after him. This made Manila think even more that Ma Yue was just a reckless man with courage and no strategy.

The distance of five miles was soon reached, and Manila had already seen the two cavalry he had arranged in advance. They wielded their sabers and flanked them from both wings, preparing to cut off the retreat of Ma Yue's troops. Manila deliberately glanced back, he wanted to see how Ma Yue would respond, if it was a witty person. After seeing that the opponent has a backhand, he will definitely suspend the pursuit and observe the situation before deciding to advance or retreat.

As a result, Ma Yue carried out the image of a reckless man to the end, he ignored the cavalry on both wings, raised the moon spear, and shouted in the direction of Manila: "Soldiers, with a certain meritorious service, cutting off the head of Manila is a great achievement!"

In Manila's eyes, Ma Yue has been characterized as a complete reckless man. It's relying on its own martial arts. The kind of person who wants to kill the enemy. The whip in his hand swiped regularly in the air, and in this way, Manila conveyed his orders to his subordinates, allowing the cavalry on both flanks to move forward and backward. A thousand cavalry surrounding Ma Yue. Perform an interception.

Ma Yue brought out 3,000 people, yes. However, there were 2,000 infantry troops, and they had already been thrown far behind by the galloping horses, and they could not catch up for a moment. However, Manila's two cavalry teams each had 2,000 people, plus his 500 elite cavalry, the number was five times that of Ma Yue, no matter how brave Ma Yue was, Manila was sure to defeat Ma Yue.

The two cavalry teams in the gallop immediately changed, no longer outflanking the two flanks, but changing to one front and one behind, cutting off Ma Yue's pursuit of Manila, and at the same time cutting off the back of his retreat. After seeing the change of formation of the Xinman cavalry, Ma Yue shouted in a panic: "It's not good, we have been tricked, withdraw, withdraw quickly!"

"It's too late to retreat!" Manila spat out coldly, and then led five hundred guards to join the battle. Didn't Ma Yue want to cut off his own head to make a meritorious contribution? Then, let himself cut off Ma Yue's head first to sacrifice wine.

Before Ma Yue could turn the horse's head, the two Xinman cavalry had already completed the truncation and surrounded the 1,000 cavalry brought by Ma Yue in the core. Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Ma Yue seemed to be annoyed and angry, and shouted vigorously: "Kill out!" As he spoke, the Youyue spear suddenly stabbed out, and a Xinman cavalryman fell off his horse, and his chest was pierced by Ma Yue into a transparent hole before and after, and he saw that he was not alive.

With a successful blow, Ma Yue unreservedly swung out a shot again, this halberd was different from the straight stab just now, and the technique of transporting the gun was changed to a horizontal slash. Three screams sounded at the same time with the click of broken bones and tendons, and the three Xin Barbarian cavalrymen were pulled away from their horses by the horses, the leather armor on their bodies was smashed, and blood sprayed wildly in their mouths, and they flew out upside down, smashing more than a dozen companions who were riding their horses to kill.

Under the leadership of Ma Yue's bravery, a thousand enemy cavalry also burst out with super will and combat effectiveness, waving the weapons in their hands, and slashing at the Xin barbarians. Although these enemy troops are all new recruits, and there are no martial arts such as Tiangui Eight Slash and Flying Dragon Nine Style, they are all regular troops trained by Gao Shun and Xu Rong, and their martial arts also follow Gao Shun and Xu Rong's simple, direct, but quite lethal path. At this moment when they really faced the battlefield, they forgot the fear in their hearts, and in order to survive, they had only one choice, which was to wield their weapons, use all their strength and a few martial arts, and kill and injure the enemy as much as possible.

I didn't expect Ma Yue and the enemy to be so brave, Manila in the sprint immediately slowed down his horse speed and stopped at the edge of the battlefield, he didn't want to be Ma Yue's ghost under the gun, and the idea of cutting off Ma Yue's head was immediately thrown out of his mind, and he began to fight under the command on the edge of the battlefield, through the change of the horse whip in his hand.

"Ahh Ma Yue shook the blood beads on the spear, and saw that the cavalry under his command had all turned their horses' heads, so he shouted loudly: "Retreat, rush in the direction of the big camp!" A thousand enemy cavalry, led by Ma Yue, used him as an arrow, forming a sharp arrow formation, rushing towards the way back.

In the process of rushing and killing, from time to time, there are enemy soldiers or barbarians, who fall off their horses under the collision with each other, and in the next second, they are trampled into a pile of meat paste by the hooves of the horses that cannot distinguish whether they are friends or enemies. The weapons of both sides also slashed together fiercely in the process of rushing and killing, and the sound of sharp blades entering the body sounded every second, blood splattered, and screams were endless. In a scuffle, it is not uncommon for someone to kill an enemy with a single sword, and before they even have time to rejoice, they will be cut off by another enemy. Such a situation appeared at the same time among the Ma Yue army and the Xin barbarians.

The Moon Lance expanded and contracted like lightning, carrying bursts of whistling sounds, taking away the lives of one barbarian after another. Ma Yue was really a little red-eyed, if he hadn't always maintained a trace of clarity in his heart and forced himself to pretend to be defeated, he would never have been able to bear to see the sergeants he led being beaten passively. However, seeing his subordinates being cut off one after another, Ma Yue's patience was almost close to the limit.

Just as the horse was about to erupt, two thousand foot soldiers arrived. After seeing that the enemy's reinforcements had arrived, Manila immediately gave the order to withdraw his troops, and now that his strength was no longer overwhelming, he had no determination to defeat the brave Ma Yue. With a small victory, he slightly misused the enemy's sharpness, and his goal had been achieved.

There was a tacit understanding, and the two sides began to retreat at the same time, and the well water between each other did not interfere with the river water, as if the short fierce battle just now had not happened at all. In this battle, more than 400 cavalry were killed and wounded by Ma Yue, and the Xin barbarians only suffered more than 200 casualties because of their numerical advantage.