Summary of the previous chapter: The Black Mountain Army's Zhang Yan numbered one million, which attracted Cao Cao's attention. In line with the principle of not occupying undesirable troops, Cao Cao asked Ma Xiaoquan to go to the Black Mountain Army camp to convince Zhang Yan. However, three sentences were not given.
Then, Ma Xiaoquan and Zhang Yan actually started fighting...
Zhang Yan snorted coldly and switched to a flat chop.
Ma Xiaoquan had expected it. When Zhang Yan's sword struck straight in front of Ma Xiaoquan, Ma Xiaoquan used his bare hands to hold the sword horizontally and blocked Zhang Yan's sword.
"Burn!" Ma Xiaoquan shouted, and a red flame instantly ignited in his palm.
After hearing a few "hisses", Zhang Yan's sword made of fine iron was fused by Ma Xiaoquan.
This time, Zhang Yan was nervous.
Zhang Yan had rich experience in actual combat. When he saw that the weapon was fusing, without saying anything, he dropped the weapon and took several steps back.
Immediately, Zhang Yan raised his hand and pulled out another long spear from the weapon rack beside him.
"Huhu..." Zhang Yan brandished her spear and stabbed Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan sneered and stepped forward to greet him.
"Drink!" Zhang Yan shouted loudly and pulled out two spears, aiming straight at Ma Xiao's front door.
"Well done!" Ma Xiaoquan laughed loudly and dodged sideways. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan's move was a feint. When he saw Ma Xiaoquan dodged sideways, he chuckled. He thought that the stab should be a provocation, and he aimed directly at Ma Xiaoquan's throat.
Ma Xiaoquan's heart tightened and he felt bad, so he quickly took two steps back.
With a "hiss" sound, the gun tip still scratched the back of Ma Xiaoquan's neck, and immediately, a shallow blood mark was drawn.
Zhang Yan raised her lips and continued to attack, hoping to capture Ma Xiaoquan in one fell swoop.
Ma Xiaoquan retreated one after another, while retreating while defending Zhang Yan's attack.
If it weren't for Zhang Yan's inability to die, Ma Xiaoquan would definitely burn him to ashes.
Of course, Ma Xiaoquan also had to admit that he underestimated the enemy.
"Demon Dao, die!"
Zhang Yan shouted loudly and thrust straight forward.
Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth, shouted loudly, and then struck a fire fist, fighting Zhang Yan without hesitation.
Zhang Yan felt happy when she saw it.
With a "puff" sound, Zhang Yan's spear pierced straight into Ma Xiaoquan's chest, and Ma Xiaoquan's fire fist hit Zhang Yan's spear handle unbiasedly.
"Kaka!" The gun handle received a heavy blow and made a sound. Then, the flame burned and the gun handle was melted in an instant.
Zhang Yan took a look and decisively gave up the spear, jumped a few steps back, laughed loudly and said: "How about it, you are a monster, your force is just average..."
What Zhang Yan said was against his will. People who practice martial arts can easily judge the strength gap between themselves and their opponents.
Zhang Yan didn't understand why Ma Xiaoquan didn't hit him, but just melted the weapon in his hand. From the flames in the opponent's hand, Zhang Yan judged that if he was hit by the opponent's fire fist, he would die without a burial place.
"Bah" Ma Xiaoquan vomited blood and chuckled: "What you said against your will is really nice. I will give you another chance. Surrender. I will keep you. If you don't surrender, I will kill all your troops."
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When Zhang Yan heard this, she laughed wildly and said: "Those who utter arrogant words, I have millions of people, and you will kill them one by one, and it will take several years!"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, vomited blood again, and said slowly: "In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan concentrated his concentration forcefully, intending to launch a killing move.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he concentrated his concentration, the heart of time in his body suddenly became restless.
"Damn it!" Ma Xiaoquan cursed in a low voice and had to stop concentrating.
Zhang Yan saw that the other party was not moving, thinking that the other party had some killing move, so she took a few steps back and looked at Ma Xiaoquan warily.
Ma Xiaoquan was holding his breath, but there was nothing he could do, this Yan couldn't be killed.
"Hey!" Ma Xiaoquan had no choice but to activate the green spirit fire and ran away with a "boom".
By the time Zhang Yan reacted, Ma Xiaoquan had disappeared. It was not because Ma Xiaoquan ran fast, but because Zhang Yan hesitated.
Zhang Yan sat back on the big seat and began to think deeply.
In fact, after losing the battle with Yuan Shao earlier, Zhang Yan intended to defect to Cao Cao. If he had defected to Cao Cao when Cao Cao was weak, Zhang Yan would definitely be reused. Unfortunately, Zhang Yan did not have a decent counselor around him.
, either relatives or brothers. Everyone was talking about it, delaying it again and again. This delay lasted for several years.
Now, Cao Cao is powerful. If Zhang Yan goes to seek refuge with Cao Cao at this time, he will definitely not get any good rewards. Therefore, Zhang Yan refused Ma Xiaoquan's offer to surrender.
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Late at night, in a woods.
Ma Xiaoquan bandaged the wound depressedly, feeling extremely depressed.
The injury to his chest is still very painful, because without the egg, Ma Xiaoquan's injury could not recover at once.
What made him even more uncomfortable was that the surrender failed this time.
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips, looked at his abdomen, and cursed: "You heart of time, I just said casually, what's wrong with killing Zhang Yan? What's wrong? Are you so excited? Damn...
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It's okay that Ma Xiaoquan didn't scold him, but when he scolded him, the heart of time in his stomach became restless again.
"I...fuck"
Ma Xiaoquan covered his chest with one hand and pressed his abdomen with one hand, rolling on the ground.
After a while, the restlessness of the heart of time stopped.
Ma Xiaoquan sat up with difficulty, took two long breaths, and thought to himself: "No wonder Huang Jingming wrote like that. It turns out that the heart of time is like a child..."
Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth, stood up slowly, and said to himself: "I have to recover from the wound on my chest as soon as possible. It's not easy for this Yan to surrender. Damn it, this bastard Zhang Yan...
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That night, Ma Xiaoquan sneaked into a large house. This family's house was quite large and well-decorated. At first glance, it looked like a relatively wealthy one. Through the faint moonlight, Ma Xiaoquan saw the chicken coop.
"Great!" Ma Xiaoquan was so happy that he ducked into the kitchen of this family and started groping around. At this moment, the kitchen door creaked open.
Ma Xiaoquan hurriedly hid behind a large pot and listened with bated breath.
"Xiaohua, you miss me so much, you miss me so much..."
"Daniu, me too..."
"Um......"
"ah......"
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When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he cursed helplessly in his heart: Damn it, after working on it for a long time, I even encountered wild mandarin ducks fighting in the field. I'm so convinced!
It wasn't until the pair of wild mandarin ducks finished their work, picked up their pants and left, that Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his waist and slowly stood up.
After some more searching, Ma Xiaoquan successfully found eggs from a large bowl, but they were raw.
"Hey, it doesn't matter anymore!" Ma Xiaoquan squeezed the egg gently and drank the liquid yolk and white.
As soon as the egg was eaten, the wound on the chest immediately made a "hissing" sound. If there was light to see it, there must be a pale white mist.
After a few breaths, Ma Xiaoquan's wound recovered.
"Well" Ma Xiaoquan breathed out and quietly slipped out of the kitchen.
After sneaking out of the house, the sky was already turning white.
Ma Xiaoquan saw that it was almost dawn and thought to himself: Damn it, grandma, if you meet a wild mandarin duck while eating an egg, take a rest first.
After thinking about it, Ma Xiaoquan found a place to rest, put on his coat and fell asleep.
This sleep actually lasted until evening.
Ma Xiaoquan opened his eyes and looked at the sky, smashing his mouth, and suddenly thought of a move in his mind.
Late at night, Ma Xiaoquan sneaked to Zhang Yan's camp and yelled at him.
Zhang Yan was sleeping comfortably with his concubine in his arms, but when he heard someone yelling and cursing outside the camp, he became very angry.
"Come here, let me see who is making a noise outside?"
"yes!"
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"Report, General, it's the purple-haired man who came yesterday!"
"What?" Zhang Yan opened her eyes and sat up, "How is it possible, that guy was shot by me?" With that said, Zhang Yan hurriedly put on her clothes and rushed out with her sword in hand.
In front of the camp, Ma Xiaoquan scolded Zhang Yan in high spirits.
"Dong dong..." Zhang Yan slowly came out amid the sound of drums.
Zhang Yan yawned and cursed: "You monster, why are you here again?"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said, "Grandpa misses you!"
Zhang Yan cursed loudly: "He's such a devil, come on, shoot him to death! Let him..."
Before Zhang Yan could finish giving the order, Ma Xiaoquan ran away again.
"This..." Seeing the other party dragging a long green flame tail, Zhang Yan was speechless.
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The next night, Ma Xiaoquan came.
On the third day, Ma Xiaoquan came.
The fourth day...
Zhang Yan couldn't help it anymore and couldn't sleep well for several days. Zhang Yan's eyes had heavy bags under his eyes, and he didn't even have much strength to carry the weapon.
"Tell me, where is the evil path of Gouri?"
"Report to the general, we have searched the entire area and not even a single insect has been missed. We just haven't seen the purple-haired demon!"
"Rice!" Zhang Yan stood up, kicked the scout to the ground, and cursed, "If you look for me again, dig three feet of the ground for me!"
"Yes...yes..."
On the night of the fifth day, Ma Xiaoquan came again.
Zhang Yan lay dying on the chariot, pointing at Ma Xiaoquan, and was so angry that she couldn't say a word.
After a while, Zhang Yan said: "What do you want? Are you still not a human being?"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said: "I am a god! By the way, General Zhang, if you surrender or not, we can say whatever you want. I have a good relationship with Cao Cao. If you surrender to Cao Cao, there is no problem in making you a marquis."
Zhang Yan gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "If you don't surrender, I will surrender if you ask me to surrender?"
Ma Xiaoquan spread his hands and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. I'll keep coming tomorrow night!" After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan turned around and left.
"Wait a minute!"
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yan, "Is there anything else?"
Zhang Yan didn't speak, but said in her heart: No, I have to find a way to catch this demon. Damn it, it's too frustrating!