Yang Xiu intended to ask for advice, but Ma Chao said everything he knew.
The two chatted in the middle of the night, got drunk, and then squeezed to sleep together.
The next morning, Yang Xiu got up, and his hangover had not yet subsided, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying that Ma Chao had lied to him.
He has a split headache now.
Ma Chao laughed loudly, stood up like nothing happened, ordered someone to get the wine and meat, and pulled Yang Xiu to drink it.
Yang Xiu refused, but Ma Chao patted his chest and said, "I'll have two glasses of resurrection wine to ensure that your head doesn't hurt."
Yang Xiu was skeptical and picked up the wine glass again, but found that the delicious wine that had been full of fragrance last night was now as untouched as medicine, and he complained. He was forced to drink two glasses by Ma Chao, and then he slowly recovered.
"How?" Ma Chao said proudly. "Has I ever lie to you?"
Yang Xiu drank two glasses and didn't dare to drink them again.
He will go to see Jia Xu later, so he will definitely not be drunk.
After being a little more awake, Yang Xiu took the time to ask Ma Chao some things. After breakfast, he followed Ma Chao to see Jia Xu.
Jia Xu was surprised to see Yang Xiu.
He was even more surprised to see Yang Xiu and Ma Chao walking side by side, talking and laughing.
Although the two were of similar age, he never thought that these two would be so close.
Whether it is family background or habits, these two people can be said to be incompatible. How could they get together? They are as intimate as friends for many years.
After hearing Yang Xiu explain his purpose, Jia Xu smiled. "The young master of Dezu is promising and his future is promising."
Yang Xiu understood the truth and bowed and said, "The boy is in his heart, not in his body. Mr. Jia has lofty ambitions and will not let the boy."
Jia Xu looked at Ma Chao standing beside him. "Meng Qi, do you know that Duye has another name?"
Ma Chao shook his head.
"Don't Tu Ze."
Ma Chao's eyes changed slightly.
Jia Xu stood up, took his hands and walked back and forth for two steps. "Before Wuwei was the Han County, it was the garrison of King Xiu Tu. King Xiu Tu was killed, and his tribe was placed in Senei, and he was originally in Duye.
Nearby. In recent years, the Qiang and Hu took advantage of the chaos in the Central Plains and gradually moved inward. Xiu Tu Ge also left Duyeze and entered the northern part of Shangjun. But they still regarded Duye as the ancestral land of the Xiu Tu tribe, and some of them had their tribe members.
Living there.”
Ma Chao was in a state of spirit. "So, if the white horse and bronze escaped, they would probably go to Duye?"
"The possibility is very high." Jia Xu stopped and looked at Ma Chao. "Do you want to make a contribution?"
"Of course I want to." Ma Chao grinned, unable to control his joy. "I will report to my father now and lead my troops to fight."
Jia Xu shook his hand. "I'm talking about you, not your father."
Ma Chao was stunned and looked at Jia Xu in confusion.
He had his own headquarters, but only a few hundred people. The military power of the Ma family was in the hands of his father Ma Teng.
"Although Tonozawa is the ancestral land of Xiu Tu Hu, after all, it is not as fertile as Lingwu water plants in the desert. The white horse copper only treats Tonozawa as a temporary escape, and there are not many people left behind. You lead the headquarters to lead the headquarters.
It’s enough for people, and too many people, the news may be leaked."
Ma Chao suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly.
"Remember, Baima Tong first joined forces with Luo to attack Qiang Qu Shanyu, but was disrespectful to the envoys of the emperor and had no intention of repentance. Such traitors had no reason to forgive them, so they should take their heads and hang them in the northern palace.
Their tribesmen help the evil and are punished according to the law."
Ma Chao looked at Jia Xu, rubbed his hands excitedly, nodded vigorously, turned around and walked away with a meteor.
Yang Xiu couldn't help but shudder.
Jia Xu's meaning is very clear, and he leaves no room for the Xiumao tribe and kills them all.
But in this way, Xiu Tu Hu will inevitably take revenge. All Wuwei counties will no longer have peace under Xiu Tu Hu's blade.
"Jun Jia, isn't this..." Yang Xiu asked in a low voice.
Jia Xu stroked his beard and said calmly: "Ancestor De, the Xiu Tu family has been favored by our great Han for three hundred years, but he still has no court and does not kill the entire family. How can he establish the majesty of the court? Your Majesty personally conquered Meiji, is it just a look
The scenery outside the border?"
Yang Xiu took the thumbs up. "Jun Jia is powerful and worthy of being Duan's nephew."
Jia Xu glared at Yang Xiu and laughed to the sky.
At dusk, the ripples are not shining, and the tranquility is quiet.
Several Huns were pushing horse and leather boats, fishing in the lake, and the crisp laughter drifted with the wind.
On the grass by the lake, an old Hun and a young Hun were riding horses and driving the flock of sheep, walking towards a tent not far away.
In front of the tent, a young Hun woman put her hips on her forehead with the other hand, looked into the distance with her eyes confused.
There were some black dots on the horizon in the southeast.
There are more and more black spots, at least dozens of people.
The Hun woman became uneasy and shouted loudly, reminding the Huns on the horse to pay attention.
So many people appear from the depths of the desert, they are likely to be robbers. They not only rob, but also kill people, wherever they go.
The two Huns soon noticed that the old Huns rode their horses to meet them. The young Huns rushed to the tent while reminding the children in the lake to hurry up and prepare to escape.
Ma Chao brought his troops and horses, fifteen days of food, one person and two horses, and in just three days, he arrived at Xiu Tuze.
Looking at the old Huns coming towards him, he smiled silently, reached out to signal his subordinates to slow down and rode forward alone.
Seeing Ma Chao greeted him alone, the old Huns breathed a sigh of relief, but their hands did not leave the bowstring and were ready to shoot at any time.
"Where are you from a distant guest?"
Among Ma Chao's subordinates were the Huns, who were a little familiar with the Huns and said loudly: "I am from Lingwu Valley and I am carrying the orders of noble people."
In order to conceal his whereabouts, Ma Chao and his party dressed similarly to the Huns, wearing felt hats and fur coats. They looked no different from the Huns from a distance. Although his Huns' words were not very authentic, the Huns' race was complicated.
There were many accents, and the old Huns didn't pay much attention to it.
He heard that it was from Lingwu Valley and with the orders of noble people, he subconsciously thought it was Baima Tong's subordinate.
Recently, I heard the news that the Han emperor was coming, and the white horse bronze could retreat and slaughter the zodiac. Now I saw these people, it was expected.
"Where are the others?" Ma Chao asked loudly as the guest.
“It’s all south of Osawa.”
"How many people are there?"
"Not many, more than 500 households, but there are a lot of cattle and sheep, enough for the king to eat for half a month."
"Very good." Ma Chao said, suddenly started to accelerate, and at the same time reached out and took off the horn bow on his waist.
The Huns were shocked and subconsciously raised the bow in their hands, pulled the string and shot, and kicked the horse and turned around, ready to escape.
The feather arrow left the string and instantly arrived in front of Ma Chao.
Ma Chao reached out and grabbed the arrow, put his backhand on the string, pulled the bow and shot.
Before the Huns could react, they were shot by Ma Chao with an arrow and turned over and fell off the horse.
Ma Chao caught up with the horse, unsheathed his sword, leaned over on the horse's back, and the tip of the knife swept across the Huns' throat.
The sharp sword cut off the Huns' neck and blood gushed out.
Ma Chao sat upright, and the long sword stained with blood pointed to the south bank of the Daze.
"According to the emperor of the Han Dynasty, stop slaughtering Hu and rebelling. The entire clan is guilty and will be killed without any punishment."
Hundreds of knights shouted in unison and began to speed up, galloping west along the south bank of the Great Lakes.