In the eastern suburbs of Changshe, there are barren mountains and ridges.

"Push~"

Ma Chong threw the last body into a large pit dug in advance.

The wind blew, and Ma Chong's sweat-soaked clothes made the bones cold. When the ugly civil servant on the opposite side ordered to leave, Ma Chong rolled and crawled into a grass pit far away, regardless of other brothers, and did not want to move. If it weren't for it, he almost wanted to even breathe. The grass pit was surrounded by dry weeds, which was a good place to rest.

It has been more than a month since I was wrapped in yellow turbans, and I have not even had a day to live a peaceful life. Ma Chong had no time to complain and he had to run for survival.

In the Battle of Yingshui, the Han army's combat power was so strong that it was beyond Ma Chong's expectations. Tens of thousands of yellow turbans were chased and there was almost no way out. If it weren't for the 800 bandits' unexpected attack, it would be hard to say whether they could still rest in this grass pit...

Ma Chong narrowed his eyes and leaned halfway in the grass pit to sort out his chaotic thoughts, but he was soon attracted by the bandits in the distance.

"What are these guys doing?"

The bandits took out the corpses in the pit and dismembered them with daggers. Large pieces of human flesh were loaded onto the wheelbarrow that pulled the corpse over.

Ma Chong was not very real in the distance, but his eyebrows were also pounding.

"Is human flesh used as military ration?" Ma Chong naturally remembered the plot in the Romance, "This general is indeed a butcher!"

“Uh~~~~~~~”

Ma Chong could no longer help but crawl on the ground and vomit.

I don’t know how long it took, but the unicycle trumpet cart full of "rice meat" could not even see the shadow. Ma Chong wiped his mouth clean and fled to Changshe in a mess.

The northern suburbs of Changshe.

The torch was clear, and Ma Chong, who had just run back from stealing, was caught by the leader: "You run to that place? Hurry up and wash the wild vegetables!"

Ma Chong didn't dare to say much, so he buried his head in washing the wild vegetables.

"Report~~~~~~! Report to the leader and find a large group of Han cavalry!" The provocateur rushed off the horse and knelt down and bowed.

"How many people?" General Ma Yue and the civil servant in the shadow behind him were actually a little nervous.

"Captain Zhou said there are at least two thousand cavalry!"

"Two thousand cavalry!? OK! Great!" Ma Yue turned over and said: "Open the gate and welcome the brothers back to the camp!"

While tidying up his spear, Ma Chong secretly looked at his general's home. The wild vegetables stewed in the pottery pot of Daying Riverside River emitted an attractive fragrance and was brought here by the wind. This smell made Ma Chong's stomach churn again. After retching for a few times, Ma Yue's figure in his eyes became much colder.

The gate was wide open, and the horses mingled among more than a thousand bandits, neatly arranged on both sides of the gate, with green spears leaving a picture of them, and a slaughter.

"Arrowman~~~~~ Array!"

Five hundred archers lined up behind Ma Chong.

Thunder roared and rolled in the sky, and the ground outside the gate trembled. The horse rushed through the gun forest and held its breath and watched the black edge of the horizon arrive in an instant.

"Arrowman~~~~Prepare!"

Five hundred archers bent their bows and arrows, and just waited for a command to lead the bow to the sky.

More than a thousand cavalry and Yellow Turban bandits finally flocked to the camp and rushed into the camp like raging waves. The first cavalry was Zhou Cang: "Big leader, I'm lucky to be unlucky!"

Ma Chonglei shivered among the spearmen. With the courage of the surrounding bandits, he would not throw down the spear in his hand. He knew that if the big man's cavalry following the bandits took advantage of the situation and blocked the killing, no matter what the final result was, he would be stepped into flesh by Ranma. The corpses at the scene of the car accident that he had watched online were constantly flashing in front of his eyes.

"Spike, block the gate!"

The originally loud and shrill military order swayed around Ma Chong's ears and then left with the wind. The clothes that had just dried were steamed by Ma Chong's cold sweat. Ma Chong, who was almost hugged by the Yellow Turban soldiers around, was passively re-arranged with the brigade...

The Han army cavalry did not take advantage of the situation to attack the camp, but rushed to the empty camp by the river. The horse rushed back to the camp and was almost exhausted. The spear in his hand was never as heavy as it is now. Modern people had no chance to reflect the military formation of cold weapons fighting. Ma Chong had a perfect experience. Apart from cold sweat and violent heartbeat, Ma Chong had no other feeling.

"After Ma Yue, this family, will not end up being better than following this group of Yingchuan Yellow Turbans, but at least they can live longer." Ma Chong understood that he had just been taken by the butcher as cannon fodder on the battlefield. Now, the famous lord, the Holy Lord, who has become the king, was left behind by Ma Chong. He was wrapped in the Yellow Turbans. Only living is the most important thing...

"Open the gate!" The military orders were like mountains, and a large group of bandit cavalry rushed out of the camp and headed straight for the empty camp on the riverside occupied by the Han cavalry.

The Han army's iron cavalry, which was several times more than the bandit cavalry, was almost defeated at once, and the wolf rushed to the rushing pig. The horse rushed from the arrow tower in the distance and watched the cavalry as big as an ant in the distance. He vowed that he had never seen such a one-sided cavalry fight in history.

"Those wild vegetables are poisonous!" Ma Chong was instantly clear, "Mixed with human flesh..."

Another churn in his stomach, "This general is so vicious!"

Changshe, Yingchuan Army Camp.

Gao Shun said solemnly: "General Tian died in battle. The General is the highest general of the Yellow Turbans. We, the Yellow Turban soldiers, should obey the general's orders. This is a great righteousness. Why do you need to say too much? Those who are willing to obey Gao Shun's orders, please go to the left!"

The six thousand Yingchuan thieves were in an instant and split the two sides.

Ma Chong finally heard the name of a familiar general. He didn't expect that Gao Shun was actually among the Yellow Turbans. He was almost the first to rush to the left. He now knew very well that the so-called general was a human being. Those who were not on his side were definitely cannon fodder. Besides, Gao Shun was also a big name to save his life.

Changshe, Gaoshun Daying.

War horses, spears, light armor, Ma Chong looked at the equipment of these elite light cavalry and realized that he had finally been abandoned among the eight hundred bandits.
Chapter completed!