Summary of the previous chapter: The war was about to break out. Facing Cao Cao's elite troops, the Kansai rebels were vulnerable. It didn't take long before they began to decline. Upon seeing this, Han Sui hurriedly ordered a retreat, but... he was defeated by Xu Huang
How could the locked Han Sui escape so easily...
Han Sui was very good at martial arts. He had fought against Dong Zhuo in the past. Compared to Dong Zhuo, Han Sui did not give in much.
Seeing that Xu Huang's ax had reached his head, Han Sui turned sideways, quickly pulled out the dagger in his hand, and held it above his head, trying to block Xu Huang's axe.
Xu Huang laughed loudly: "A small dagger is trying to block my big axe. Han Sui, I think you are so scared that you are stupid, right?"
Saying that, Xu Huang added another strength.
There was a "ding" sound, and the ax and dagger collided together.
Xu Huang originally wanted to use the weight of the big ax and his own arm strength to force Han Sui to fall from his horse, but Han Sui had more actual combat experience than Xu Huang. In the northwest region, there are all kinds of Qiang people in Wuwan.
In terms of overall actual combat deployment, it is far inferior to Cao Jun, but it can't stand up to everyone's physical fitness.
Han Sui, who has been fighting and fighting with these people for a long time, has long developed a strong body. Although he is over fifty years old, he still cannot be underestimated.
"Huh?" Just when Xu Huang was about to touch the weapon, he felt something was wrong. He almost used all his strength, but Han Sui blocked it with a small dagger. What's going on?
While Xu Huang was wondering, Han Sui didn't hesitate. He had just played a trick, but because he was already old, if he were ten years younger, he would definitely be able to counterattack again.
With a "stab" sound, Han Sui's dagger slashed backwards along the handle of Xu Huang's axe.
Xu Huang snorted coldly and switched his left and right hands, cleverly removing Han Sui's strength.
The whole process sounds slow, but it only takes a breath.
The two of them couldn't decide the winner after a round, and Han Sui didn't want to fight anymore. He immediately clamped down on the horse's belly and ran forward a few steps.
Seeing that he and Han Sui had distanced themselves again, Xu Huang felt a little sad. However, after sighing briefly, Xu Huang still took down the bow and arrow from his back, pulled it in front of him, and unhooked the bow.
"Huh?" Han Sui turned around and saw Xu Huang's actions at a glance. He was very shocked and ran towards the crowd.
At this moment, there was a "swish" sound from behind and a cold arrow struck.
Han Sui was shocked and relied on his instinctive judgment to swerve to the right. This deflection just missed Xu Huang's cold arrow.
"Humph!" Xu Huang snorted again, raised his bow and fired another arrow, but just when Xu Huang was about to draw the bow string, his hand was hit by something unknown.
"Uh", his finger hurt, and Xu Huang had to stop shooting.
Taking a closer look, it turned out that the thing that hit his hand just now was a small stone.
It is common for people to fall over on their backs on the battlefield. Not to mention small stones, even big stones can fly up and hit people. Xu Huang frowned slightly and continued to pursue Han Sui.
He was about to draw his bow and shoot an arrow again, but he received another blow on his hand.
This time Xu Huang did not let go, but endured the pain in his fingers and shot the arrow out, but his accuracy was much off.
The arrow passed along Han Sui's side and did not hit Han Sui, but it hit a soldier in front of Han Sui.
"Damn it!" Xu Huang was furious and ordered: "Shoot Han Sui to death, shoot Han Sui to death!"
The general gave an order, and his subordinates carried it out naturally. The sound of the bow strings was heard continuously, followed by the "whoosh" sound of arrows coming out of the bowstrings.
But... Han Sui had already disappeared into the rebel army and could not be found.
...
Xu Huang was furious when he lost track of Han Sui. In desperation, he had no choice but to kill the deserters who were left alone to vent his anger.
Among the people fleeing with the rebels, a man with a cloth bandage on his face and a Kansai military uniform was chasing Han Sui closely.
Xu Huang couldn't catch up, but that didn't mean that other Cao generals didn't have the intention to pursue him.
Zhu Ling is a stubborn Cao General.
Seeing that Xu Huang no longer pursued, Zhu Ling led a group of troops to pursue him.
Zhu Ling did not have Xu Huang's intention to capture Han Sui. What Zhu Ling wanted in his mind was to take Han Sui's head and perform meritorious service.
At the front, Han Sui took a long breath and was about to take a rest when another cry of death came from behind.
Han Sui was about to burst into tears. Cao Cao really wanted to kill everyone.
Don't say anything, just keep running away.
Zhu Ling's martial arts skills were much inferior to Xu Huang's, but seeing that Xu Huang's bow and arrow just failed to hit Han Sui, Zhu Ling replaced his bow and arrow with a special lasso.
Since accompanying Cao Cao in his campaign in Kansai, Zhu Ling has occasionally mastered the skill of roping horses. Although his skills are average, people roping horses are better than horses.
Zhu Ling didn't hesitate, simply threw away the spear in his hand, took out the horse's rope, and swung it hard.
At this time, Han Sui didn't dare to look back, he just ran forward.
Zhu Ling was overjoyed. If Han Sui looked back appropriately, Han Sui would definitely be able to see all the movements of his horse trick. At that time, it would be difficult to trick him.
"Go!" Zhu Ling shouted and threw the lasso out.
The rope spun in regular circles in the air and ran towards Han Sui. When Han Sui subconsciously reacted and looked back, the rope had already been wrapped around his body.
Zhu Ling laughed and pulled hard, only to hear a "bang" in front of him, and Han Sui's heavy body fell off the horse.
Zhu Ling was extremely excited. He grabbed one end of the rope with one hand and pulled hard. With the other hand, he had already drawn his saber. He lay down and slashed at Han Sui.
After two screams of "Uh-huh," Han Sui's arm was chopped off by Zhu Ling.
Looking at the bloody broken arm, Zhu Ling pursed his lips greedily and pointed a knife at Han Sui: "Han Sui, please die!"
Han Sui's arm was cut off and he cried bitterly. Seeing that he could not dodge Zhu Ling's sword, he simply closed his eyes unwillingly and waited for death.
But at this critical moment, Zhu Ling's horse suddenly sank and its center of gravity became unstable. Before Zhu Ling even swung his sword, he sank with the horse.
With this weight, the strength to grasp the rope is naturally much smaller.
Feeling that the rope on his body was loose, Han Sui immediately opened his eyes and looked around. When he saw that Zhu Ling and his horse had fallen down, Han Sui did not hesitate, got up from the ground, turned around and ran away.
Zhu Ling felt itchy with hatred. This war horse had been fighting with him for two years. Logically speaking, there would be no problem. Why would something go wrong at such a critical moment?
"Han Sui, don't try to run away." At this moment, Zhu Ling could only look at Han Sui's running back and take advantage of him to talk.
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An hour later, Han Sui led the remnants of his army to finally escape from Cao Jun's pursuit. After a little reorganization, Han Sui suddenly felt miserable.
He had more than 20,000 troops, but he lost more than 14,000 in pursuit by Cao Jun. Han Sui couldn't help but burst into tears.
The generals thought that Han Sui was crying because his arm was cut off, so they rushed forward to comfort him.
Han Sui shook his head and said to himself: "That's all, this matter with Cao Yi will be over from now on."
Just when Han Sui sighed, Ma Chao suddenly appeared.
Seeing that Han Sui was missing an arm, Ma Chao was also surprised: "Uncle Han, what's wrong with you?"
Han Sui looked at Ma Chao and saw that there were far fewer people behind him, so he asked, "Meng Qi, how many people do you have now?"
Ma Chao didn't hide it, and said painfully: "It's less than three thousand."
Han Sui was horrified and happy at the same time. What was horrifying was that Cao's army was so brave and defeated Ma Chao's army of more than 10,000 to less than 3,000. What made Han Sui happy was that Ma Chao's losses in this battle were so heavy.
, I am afraid that if he makes a comeback in the future, Ma Chao will not be able to withstand his own threats, and he might even be able to take the opportunity to subdue Ma Chao for his own use.
In the name of gloating and soliciting, Han Sui asked Ma Chao: "Meng Qi, where are you going next?"
Ma Chao would not tell Han Sui the content of his previous conversation with Ma Xiaoquan. He lied and said: "Just take it one step at a time. Uncle Han, is your arm okay?"
When Han Sui saw Ma Chao playing tricks, he felt a little suffocated and said, "Don't worry about it!"
Being choked by Han Sui, Ma Chao also felt angry. The two of them stared at each other, snorted coldly at each other, and dispersed.
And at the intersection where the two parted ways, there was a man with a cloth wrapped around his face and a leather helmet on his head.
Seeing that Han Sui and Ma Chao had gone far away with their remaining troops, the man pulled off the cloth strip on his face and took off the leather helmet on his head.
As soon as the leather helmet was taken off, the purple hair immediately spread out in the breeze.
The man pressed his hair, exhaled and said, "Damn, I'm so exhausted."