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[057] Bao Xin died in battle

The bow and arrow shot through the air, making a faint sound of breaking the wind.

Zhang Gong's arrow was just for scaring, so he only used 70% of his strength, and the crosshair was not calibrated very well.

There was a "clang" sound, and the arrowhead seemed to have hit a hard object, making a sound of metal hitting each other.

Zhang Gong's skill with bows and arrows is actually more than just good at playing. If he practices more systematically, he can be called an expert archer.

Although Zhang Gong does not yet have the skills of a sharp archer, he has begun to develop the keen perception of a sharp archer after many battles, large and small.

"Huh? No, hide!" Zhang Gong yelled and pushed Yang Hu and Ding Yi down.

As soon as the three people fell to the ground, they heard a burst of wind above their heads.

"Damn it!" Zhang Gong immediately heard the clue based on the sound of the wind.

It seems that the other party is an expert archer.

Zhang Gong's second reaction was to catch up. He stood up, grabbed Ding Yi and Yang Hu, and pushed them into the grass, while he himself jumped in the opposite direction.

"Whoosh" another arrow came.

Zhang Gong relied on his familiarity with bows and arrows to avoid the arrows again.

Yang Hu and Ding Yi were both smart. They were thrown into the grass by Zhang Gong. They quickly separated and hid in a more hidden place. They knew that facing the other's sharp archer, if Yi showed his head even slightly,

It means death, and neither of them has much experience in dealing with sharp archers. All they can do now is to protect themselves, and then pray to Zhang Gong to kill the opponent's sharp archer.

Zhang Gong was lying in a place of tall grass, looking sideways at the arrow stuck diagonally on the ground not far away.

According to the diagonal angle of the arrow, the bow can quickly determine the direction in which the arrow is coming.

However, Zhang Gong will not judge that the opponent's sharp archer is still in his original position. You must know that as a sharp archer, the most important thing is to kill with cold arrows. If the shot fails, it is very likely that he will change his position.

Although Zhang Gong could not read a single word, he had an innate acumen for war.

What Zhang Gong wants now is to find out the purpose of the other side's archer. If the other side is an enemy, then he will kill him without mercy. If the other side is not, then he should act carefully.

The opponent spontaneously fired two arrows and never appeared again. At this moment, Zhang Gong actually felt that the opponent had gone far away, but his intuition from the same profession told him that this was just an illusion, and a person often has an illusion because of the illusion.

He was killed by the opponent's sudden cold arrow, so what Zhang Gong has to do now is to compete with the opponent's patience.

Although Yang Hu and Ding Yi are not as good as Zhang Gong in martial arts, they have both fought in some battles, so they both understand that if they move at this moment, they will die.

...

In this way, the three people were in a stalemate with each other for more than half an hour.

Zhang Gong was actually beating a drum in his heart at this moment. He always had a feeling that the other party would not kill him.

Zhang Gong still remembers what his master Ma Xiaoquan said: If your feeling is correct, then you have to face your feeling. Sometimes, it will bring you surprises.

Although Zhang Gong didn't understand the full meaning of Ma Xiaoquan's words, at this moment, he really began to have the idea that the other party would not kill him.

But just when Zhang Gong was hesitating whether to show up or not, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Then, Zhang Gong clearly saw a man standing up halfway up the mountain with his hands raised, as if he was threatened.

"Go down!" The familiar voice sounded again, and this time Zhang Gong was sure that the voice was Diplodocus who had gone out earlier.

Zhang Gong was overjoyed, stood up quickly, and shouted to Diplodocus. Diplodocus grinned, and for the sake of convenience, he kicked the man down.

The man rolled in the mountain stream for a long time before he stopped. At the foot of the mountain, with a bow and a short knife in hand, he stepped forward to hold the man's neck, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "Who are you, and why are you shooting at us?"

"

This man is also considered tough. Although the feeling of rolling down the mountain is not pleasant, he still said arrogantly: "Are you the subordinates of Wang Dali's grandson?"

"Huh?" Zhang Gong was stunned and didn't understand.

At this time, Ding Yi stepped forward, looked at Zhang Gong, then at this man, and smiled: "Boss, I misunderstood, this guy confused us and Wang Dali as one."

When the man heard this, his eyes lit up: "Why, you are not with Wang Dali's group?"

Ding Yi shook his head and said: "If you want to talk about being a team, we were really a team before, but now, we are not. Not only are we not, we also want to kill him."

Zhang Gong didn't care about the person in front of him. What he cared about now was how Diplodocus went out to explore the road and then turned back soon.

Liang Long slipped down the mountainside with a piece of grass in his mouth. When he saw Zhang Gong, he cupped his hands and said, "Boss, I just checked, and this is the man who knows where the base camp is."

Zhang Gong was happy when he heard this, and quickly removed the knife from the man's neck and helped the man up.

The man looked at Zhang Gong in confusion.

Zhang Gong explained: "I don't have that many little Jiujiu. If you want to follow us to kill Wang Dali, just come. If you don't want to, we won't force you."

After Zhang Gong finished speaking, he pursed his lips at the other three people, and the four of them walked away with a smile.

"Wait a minute!" This man stopped Wang Dali, "Whose people are you from?"

Zhang Gong and the four looked at each other, and Yang Hu said: "Our master is a god!"

As soon as the man heard this, he gritted his teeth and followed...

Ma Xiaoquan was very busy at the moment. Originally, he wanted to avoid this war. After all, Cao Cao suffered a disastrous defeat in the battle of Shouzhang at the beginning.

But Ma Xiaoquan was unwilling to give in. He saw a few pictures in his hand, but could not see the solar recorder. This made Ma Xiaoquan dumbfounded. Of course, if Ma Xiaoquan knew now that the solar recorder was in Yuan Shu's hands, he would probably be angry on the spot.

Vomiting blood.

As for Cao Cao, after experiencing the Xingyang breakout battle, he was particularly concerned about his own safety. Not only did he let Lu Yidao protect him personally, but he also promoted Cao Hong to his personal guard general.

...

In Cao Jun's camp, Cao Cao took Ma Xiaoquan and forced him to explain the march and battle to him.

Although Ma Xiaoquan listened in one ear and out the other, he was actually thinking about another thing in his mind.

According to history, Cao Cao's first few battles in Shouzhang were not smooth. Although Cao Cao finally put down the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Yanzhou, what he really got was not just the Qingzhou soldiers, but this...

.population of millions.

What did ancient wars rely on?

Rely on people.

Ma Xiaoquan originally thought that Cao Cao would understand this truth, but what Cao Cao told him was that if you pass by once, kill everyone once. Isn't this not historical?

Therefore, after hearing Cao Cao's plan, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't sit still.

Ma Xiaoquan said: "Xiao Cao, this yellow turban thief has a military number of millions. If you just kill him, it will take several months, right?"

Cao Cao said helplessly: "Master Shangxian, don't I have enough food and grass?"

Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "I have just calculated with my fingers. Although the Yellow Turban Army claims to be one million, it is actually just a lie. The real number is probably only 50,000 to 100,000..."

Cao Cao took a cold breath, let alone 100,000, it was 50,000, which was enough for Cao Cao to drink several pots.

Ma Xiaoquan saw Cao Cao's worry and did not expose it. He smiled and patted Cao Cao's shoulder and left the camp.

...

"Mr. Xiao Shu" Bao Xin gave a guarantee to Cao Cao and led the vanguard into Shouzhang territory.

Before leaving, Ma Xiaoquan had asked Bao Xin to act with caution.

Since Bao Xin entered Shouzhang, he also encountered two ambushes. With his "extraordinary" wisdom and bravery, the two ambushes were defeated by Bao Xin without any suspense with zero death rate.

"Master Shangxian is a little too worried, haha..." Although he said it calmly, in his heart, Bao Xin was actually in a happy mood.

At this moment, one of his scouts came to report that there was a village not far ahead.

"Is there anyone in the village?"

The scout shook his head and said, "General, I went in and took a look, but there was no one there."

Bao Xin said: "Okay, let's set off!"

Just when the scout was about to say something else, Bao Xin had already ridden away.

The scout had no choice but to join the team.

When the vanguard troops arrived at the entrance of the village, Bao Xin sent people into the village to investigate again. After walking around, his men came out and shook their heads.

Bao Xin said proudly: "It seems that those Yellow Turban thieves are afraid of my name as Mr. Xiao Shu, haha..."

Before Bao Xin finished laughing, he heard a burst of killing sounds not far away.

A chill spread from the soles of his feet to his spine. Bao Xin frowned, turned his horse's head, and yelled: "I've fallen into a trap. Damn it, sons and daughters, follow me and rush out!"

This time, Bao Xin's wishful thinking seemed to be wrong. After experiencing the first two ambush battles, Bao Xin thought that this third time would only be a few dozen people. What he didn't expect was that this time the Yellow Turbans

The number of thieves far exceeded his expectations. The black mass must have exceeded a thousand people.

Bao Xin's vanguard force had less than 200 members of the Manchurian Communist Party. In the era of cold weapons, the numerical advantage could be fully amplified, so Bao Xin's battle would be defeated without any doubt.

Before going out, Ma Xiaoquan once told Bao Xin that he should cherish his life. It doesn't matter if he loses, just escape.

But Bao Xin was stubborn. He was able to escape, but he rushed back and killed several bandits repeatedly.

"Whoosh" sounded twice, and two cold arrows were shot from nowhere.

Bao Xin stretched out his hand to block with his gun, but only blocked one of the arrows. The other arrow had already hit his arm.

Bao Xin was unmoved and continued to fight with his spear. However, due to the huge disparity in numbers, Bao Xin was unquestionably pulled down by the Yellow Turban bandits and hacked to death with random swords.

The scout who reported to Bao Xin earlier had a weak hand and took advantage of the opportunity to run out and go straight to Cao's camp.

...

Cao Cao was discussing tactics with Xun Yu and Xiahou brothers when he heard news coming from outside the camp.

When he was summoned and asked, Cao Cao was shocked.

"Yuncheng..." Cao Cao grabbed the shoulder of the person who came to report the news with both hands, and shouted excitedly, "You said Yuncheng... what happened to him?"

The person who came to report the news was none other than the escaped scout.

The scout cried: "Go back to the general, General Bao, he... he... he was hacked to death by the bandit army... Wuwuwuwu...

"

Cao Cao was stunned for a moment, then collapsed on the ground and started crying.

ps: Historically, Cao Cao blamed himself very much for the death of his friend Bao Xin and cried for a long time. I believe Cao Cao’s true feelings were revealed at that time. However, when Cao Cao went to look for Bao Xin’s body afterwards, he could not find it.

Therefore, Bao Xin's body could only be carved out of a wooden figure as a memorial.

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