At this time, Cao Ren was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but when he saw Master Shangxian looking at him calmly and with no intention of making a surprise attack, he continued to endure it.
Brothers Wang Juli and Wang Dali felt strange when they saw the bamboo slip in Huang Liang's hand.
When I killed Zhao Bo yesterday, I didn't put such a thing in there. Where did Huang Liang get this?
Wang Dali refused to accept the offer and stepped forward to snatch the bamboo slips away while Huang Liang was not paying attention.
Before Huang Liang could react, Wang Dali unfolded the bamboo slips and read: "Two tigers, two tigers running fast, one without a head and one without a tail, so strange, so strange."
Wang Dali threw the bamboo slips on the ground, pointed at Huang Liang and cursed: "Hey Huang Liang, this is not Boss Zhao's last order. You clearly killed Boss Zhao and wanted to be the boss yourself!"
Huang Liang's face turned red. Of course he knew that it was not an order to find the boss, but what did it mean on the bamboo slip?
"Hey!" Huang Liang sighed. Now he has yellow mud covering his crotch, which is either shit or shit.
Suddenly, a group of thieves drew their swords out of their sheaths and pointed their guns at each other.
Huang Liang blushed and snorted coldly: "Wang Dali, please don't spit on me. Boss Zhao treats me like a brother. I won't do this. Since you don't believe me, forget it. In this place, I, Huang Liang, can't do that."
Don’t stay still, the Cao thief will come over sooner or later anyway.”
After Huang Liang finished speaking, he led his direct line of thieves and left.
As soon as Huang Liang left, other small bosses followed suit. Brothers Wang Juli and Wang Dali also took the opportunity to gather a large number of thieves.
After statistics, the brothers now had as many as five thousand subordinates, which made the brothers extremely happy.
The two of them combined, since everyone has left, they will not stay. Anyway, the world is so big, with these people, why worry about not being the local hegemon?
Wang Juli looked at the bamboo slip in his brother's hand and asked curiously: "What does it mean?"
Wang Dali shook his head: "Who knows? It's weird, eh? How many words are there on the back of this bamboo slip?"
Wang Dali turned the bamboo slip over and read out the words on it: "Master, there is no one like you in the world!"
"What a mess!" Wang Dali threw the bamboo slips to the ground and spat.
Ma Xiaoquan looked at this scene and smiled slightly, silently counting the time in his heart.
"Three, two, yi..." When Ma Xiaoquan counted "yi" silently in his heart, the bamboo slips thrown by Wang Dali on the ground suddenly caught fire.
The color of the flame is deep red, as red as blood, very eye-catching.
Wang Dali looked at the burning bamboo slips and suddenly thought of a person, and that person was the immortal who burned his arm, and that immortal could control flames of this color.
Wang Dali collapsed on the ground with a thud. Wang Juli was also frightened. He quickly helped his brother up, the two of them held their heads and fled with the thieves.
"Cao Ren, go!"
Cao Ren had been patient for a long time. Although he was also shocked, the bandit army was falling apart in front of him. It was a great opportunity to defeat the bandit. Cao Ren temporarily put aside the shock in his heart, organized his own team of 20 people, and roared towards the bandit.
camp.
The bandit army was already in panic because of the death of their boss, and Huang Liang took the lead to leave, causing many people to lose their backbone. The bamboo slips that the Wang brothers read just now actually caught fire inexplicably, and the color of the flames was also...
Specially dark red, like blood... The thieves were already frightened out of their wits, and they didn't even bother to resist. Suddenly, the sound of stampedes, shouts, and cries resounded through the clear sky, and the yellow scarf thieves were able to escape.
Those who can't escape can only raise their hands obediently and wait to be bound in place.
...
By the time Cao Cao's army arrived, Cao Cao was so frightened that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.
He didn't have any hope at first. After all, it was sheer nonsense to give Cao Ren only 20 people and let them carry out a surprise attack.
But Cao Cao did not expect that Cao Ren not only succeeded in the surprise attack, but also achieved an achievement that Cao Cao could not have imagined.
"Lord" Cheng Yu pulled Cao Cao back from his shock with just one word.
"How's it going?"
Cheng Yu said respectfully: "My lord, Zixiao's surprise attack brought down 20,000 bandit soldiers and 56,200, 10 and 3 family members."
"What...what?" Cao Cao knew that the results of this surprise attack were astonishing, but when he heard the actual figures, he was still shocked.
Cao Cao smiled helplessly and patted Cheng Yu on the shoulder: "I have a filial son, and the world will be settled."
...
Cao Ren was very satisfied with the results of this surprise attack. He conquered tens of thousands of people with only 20 people. This was definitely an unprecedented feat. At this time, Cao Ren, just like the best actor, was beaten by other
The generals surrounded him.
Cao Ren was high-spirited and spoke loudly.
Xiahou Dun asked: "Zixiao, you can do it. As long as you are here, I will rely on you for surprise attacks in the future."
Li Dian said: "General Cao is so lucky! I admire him!"
Xia Houyuan said: "Zixiao, it is my lord's blessing to have you here!"
Cao Hong snorted lightly and said nothing.
Cao Ren saw his brother Cao Hong's displeasure, so he pulled Cao Hong aside and whispered: "Zilian, do you think I am responsible for all the achievements in this battle?"
Cao Hong curled his lips and said nothing.
Cao Ren told Cao Hong what happened last night. After hearing this, Cao Hong was surprised and said: "So, this is actually all the Lord Shangxian..."
"Shhh." Cao Ren whispered, "Master Shangxian told me to take the credit alone. Zi Lian, I suspect that Master Shangxian killed the thief leader surnamed Zhao for us.
....In the past, I still didn’t understand how you faced Master Shangxian, but this time, I, Cao Ren, am convinced, completely convinced.”
After Cao Hong knew the "truth", he was no longer angry. After all, he and Cao Ren were brothers, brothers whose blood was thicker than water.
In Cao Cao's camp, Cao Ren reported what happened to Cao Cao again.
After hearing this, Cao Cao was very surprised. He asked Cao Ren: "So, do you still remember the so-called fables of gods and ghosts?"
Cao Ren nodded and recited it to Cao Cao.
After hearing this, Cao Cao felt a chill on his back.
Cao Cao thought to himself: Fortunately, this demon is on my side. If I fight for hegemony in the future and this demon is on someone else's side, wouldn't I... No, I have to treat this demon well.
He said, um um, when I go back this time, I will renovate his residence in Dongjun... And also, the thing he wants, no matter what, I must help him find it...
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In early December of the third year of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty (AD 192), Cao Cao defeated the rebel army in Shouzhang. In view of the weakness of the Yellow Turban Army, which had no logistical equipment and relied on looting supplies, Cao Cao frequently used surprise tactics and attacked day and night, leaving them with nothing to loot.
Every battle will lead to victory. By the beginning of mid-December, there were only one Yellow Turban bandit left against Cao Cao.
In the camp, Cao Cao placed Ma Xiaoquan on the guest's seat and said respectfully: "Master Shangxian, our army is now overwhelming, and only this last resistance army is left."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and asked, "Are these all unwilling to surrender?"
Cao Cao nodded.
Ma Xiaoquan stood up and said calmly: "I don't care about other people, but you understand the Wang brothers."
Cao Cao raised his hands and said respectfully: "Cao understands!"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and left the camp.
Cao Cao summoned Xiahou Dun and ordered: "Send the order and gather all the forces of our army for a general attack!"
Xiahou Dun accepted the order: "Yes!"
In mid-to-late December of the third year of Chuping, Cao Cao led a large army to attack Zhilu County in Jibei, which is now south of Changqing in Shandong Province. The remaining Yellow Turban bandits were lingering but refused to surrender. As a last resort, Cao Cao issued a massacre order. In this battle, Cao Cao's army
Six thousand two hundred and twelve thieves were slaughtered...
Ma Xiaoquan looked at the blood-stained earth with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"Master Shangxian!" Cao Hong walked over and said respectfully: "Sir, Shangxian, brothers Wang Juli and Wang Dali were captured by us and brought to you."
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head, looked at the two grey-headed and unkempt men kneeling in front of him, and sighed.
"Keep your head up!"
The Wang brothers began to talk slowly. The moment Wang Dali saw Ma Xiaoquan, he cried with snot and tears.
"Lord Immortal, please have mercy on me, Lord Immortal, please have mercy on me..."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "You don't ask me, I have no grudge against you, but you deserve to be punished for your crimes."
Ma Xiaoquan said, raising his right hand.
Zhang Gong, Yang Hu and Dingyi walked up to him, and the three of them looked directly at the Wang brothers.
Wang Dali had already recognized Zhang Gong, and after three days of separation, he treated Zhang Gong with admiration. At this time, Zhang Gong had already lost his timid appearance, and was replaced by a dark-skinned man with a resolute expression.
Wang Dali knew that he was in trouble at this moment, but he still begged for mercy without giving up.
After all, Zhang Gong had a fight with fellow Wang Dali. Although Wang Dali raped and killed his own sister, at least he took her in when she was hungry and helpless. And although Yang Hu and Ding Yi also hated Wang Dali, they
Indeed, Wang Dali took them in when he was most helpless. Even if they wanted to kill him, the two of them could not do anything.
Although the three people had many reasons to kill Wang Dali, in this troubled world, how much is human life worth?
Ma Xiaoquan saw what the three people were thinking and sighed. He whispered to Cao Hong: "The man named Wang Juli, behead him on the spot!"
Cao Hong nodded and asked, "What about Wang Dali, who is missing an arm?"
Ma Xiaoquan did not answer. He slowly walked towards Wang Dali and slowly concentrated.
Wang Dali wanted to make a final struggle, but unfortunately his legs were tied, and his only arm was connected with a big wooden stick by Cao Jun, making him unable to move even if he wanted to.
Wang Dali twisted his body violently, trying to make a death struggle.
Ma Xiaoquan suddenly increased his speed, stepped forward and kicked Wang Dali over, then stepped on his neck and punched his chest.
Wang Dali was punched in the chest, and he immediately felt a strong flow of heat pouring into his body. Then, the heat started, seeming to burn his muscles, internal organs and bones.
Wang Dali opened his mouth, closed his eyes, and kept breathing. He thought that Lord Shangxian would beat him to death. Unexpectedly, he only received such a punch and never felt the opponent's next move.
, when he opened his eyes, the other party had already left him.
Cao Hong looked at Ma Xiaoquan who only punched once and asked in confusion: "Master Shangxian, this..."
Ma Xiaoquan sneered twice and left without looking back.