In terms of black belly, I have never been afraid of anyone in the Three Kingdoms Chapter four hundred and ninetieth, cutting the beard and abandoning the robe
Chapter four hundred and ninetieth, cutting the beard and abandoning the robe
Pubanjin is the westernmost place in Bingzhou and an important crossing of the Yellow River.
The land west of Hexi has complex terrain, plateau margins, and overlapping mountains and rivers. The Jade Wall City that made Gao Huan sigh to the sky in later generations is also here.
Cao Cao's tiger and leopard cavalry were in the vanguard and crossed the river with the Chinese army. Although there were many people, in the face of the complex and magnificent landforms, the armies were scattered and the order was not unified.
At the end of the Han Dynasty, Cao Cao's troops were the best in the world and there was some chaos. Meng De estimated that as long as three days of reconciliation, the army would be at peace in Hexi.
Unexpectedly, the soldiers and horses of Xiliang knew the movements of Cao's army very well. Cao Cao and Cao Ren set foot on the north bank of the Yellow River less than two hours later when they saw smoke and dust rising into the sky along the bank of the Yellow River.
Cao Ren, who was guarding Cao Cao, took one look, and his expression suddenly changed. The wolf flag of the other army was flying, and the troops were white-skinned and white-armored. They were the Jie cavalry from Xiliang who were the bravest of the three armies.
At this time, Cao Chun and Cao Xiu were still waiting for Cao Cao in Pubanjin, and Xu Chu and Dian Wei had also left for a full hour earlier.
There are only hundreds of soldiers around Cao Cao. Although they are brave, they cannot resist Ma Chaorui.
"Humph, you little boy from Xiliang, you actually have such a strategy, setting up an ambush here in advance, and letting the elite of our army go out first?"
"What a dog father and a wolf son!"
At the critical moment, Ah Man's pretentiousness got worse. Seeing that the white feathers on the Xiliang cavalry's armors could be clearly seen, Cao Cao still gently stroked his long beard, looking like he was not afraid of anything.
"My lord, mount your horse quickly. This is the most powerful of the Xiliang thieves. I am willing to resist this army for my lord. My lord, go north and join Zhongkang's people. It will be safe!"
"It doesn't matter, I will stay here and watch my son defeat the enemy with filial piety!"
Historically, during the Tongguan War, Boss Cao was already nearly sixty years old, but he was still dancing along the Yellow River and was extremely dissolute.
In this world, Cao Cao was only in his early forties, the time when male hormones and the libertine temperament inherited from his ancestors were most closely combined, and he was even more libertine than in history.
Cao Ren saw Ma Chao's eyes showing murderous intent as he stared at Cao Cao behind him, and the hairs on his back stood up.
At the critical moment, this always mature general of the clan no longer cared about etiquette.
Cao Ren lowered his head and murmured, "My lord, don't be surprised!"
He took two steps forward, put his hands under Cao Cao's armpits, and lifted him onto the mount behind him.
Without hesitation, he jumped onto another war horse, barked orders at the bodyguards who were already readying their bows and arrows.
"Hold this place. My lord and I will go first. Don't be alarmed. But if anything happens, I will do my best to support the Xuchang family!"
"I am willing to die for my lord, the general!"
This was not the time to be pretentious, the troops responded with a bang, and saw two big horses flying eastward along the Yellow River.
"My lord, don't look back, just run all the way. What happened today is really strange. Where are the former military guards? But in a blink of an eye, Xiliang Jiama captured them?"
Cao Zixiao felt fierce in his heart. When he heard the sound of Cao's soldiers fighting to the death behind him, he felt a sudden surge of soreness and heat in his heart.
At this time, Cao Cao also realized the danger of losing his temper. The Jie cavalry behind him, unlike those from the Central Plains, threw short javelins on their horses. One of the spears grazed the tail of Cao Cao's horse and stuck straight into the ground.
In the melee, Meng Qi's eyes were like a photoelectric radar from the third century AD, staring at Cao Cao's back. He struggled to lead dozens of riders and broke through Cao's army's defense line.
"The man in red robe in front is Cao Cao!"
Ma Chao pointed his spear forward. Cao Cao was frightened when he heard this, and quietly threw the crimson cloak into the Yellow River.
"The man with the long beard and thick eyebrows is Cao Cao. The reward for killing him is a thousand cattle and sheep!"
Ma Chao's radar signal came again. Even Boss Cao admired the look in his eyes. He pulled out the sword from his waist and cut off his long beard, except for his eyebrows. No matter how anxious Meng De was, he would naturally not move.
Ma Chao and Cao Cao chased and ran away, and in an instant they were away from the main battlefield.
Although the horses from Dongjun were superb, the horses from Xiliang were also carefully selected. Seeing that Cao Ren could not keep the distance, he was deeply afraid that if the horse stumbled, it would cause great disaster. While panicking, he saw an unmanned ship on the north bank of the Yellow River.
Guarded boat.
“My lord, it’s best to get on the boat and return to the south bank quickly!”
"My legs are so weak, how can I do this?"
Thinking of Mrs. Zou who came here with the army, Cao Cao was upset. He should not have been too greedy yesterday.
Cao Ren gritted his teeth and grabbed the reins of Cao Cao's horse, jumped off the horse, and carried Meng De on his back like a small boat on the Yellow River.
At the critical moment, Zixiao's potential reached its limit. Like later generations of triathletes, he jumped into the boat with Cao Cao on his back, then took up the oars and headed for the Yellow River.
Just as a gust of north wind blew, the boat rushed dozens of steps into the river like an arrow. When he saw the shore, Ma Chao stretched his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot an arrow. Cao Ren roared violently, and the hammer on the chain around his waist flashed, and he felt a burst of pain in his right hand.
Ma, the arrow has been swept down.
"Ma Mengqi, so powerful!"
Cao Ren sighed in his heart, and a burst of hearty laughter came from behind him.
"Hahaha, I think the brave generals of Xiliang are like horses and bulls, but they still lack a little strategy!"
"If we prepare two clippers here, my life will be at an end today!"
There must be destiny in the world. Cao Cao may not have the great calamity of Huarong in this life. This calamity should have arrived here in advance.
Just when Cao Cao laughed, which warmed Cao Ren's heart and couldn't help grinning, a strong southerly wind blew from the south bank of the Yellow River.
Even though Zixiao almost pulled out the white smoke with the wooden oar, the wind was too strong and blew the boat back to the north bank of the Yellow River.
Ma Chao saw the boat go away and his bow and arrows were no longer within reach. He was upset in his heart, but he saw Cao Cao floating back again. Although he was a sinister nature, he couldn't help but look up at the sky and murmured, thanking God for the gift.
"Damn it, will God destroy me?"
Ah Ma was a little confused now. It could be seen with the naked eye that Ma Mengqi took a lot of time to select heavy arrows from the quiver behind him, just to send him back to the west.
The Jie cavalry all pulled out their short spears together and made the posture of javelin throwers, aiming for Meng De!
In this moment, the Ma family does have the ability to change the overall situation of the Eastern Han Dynasty, but the biggest variable in the world, the young man who single-handedly changed the trajectory of history, will not allow such a change.
At the critical moment when the boat fell into Meng Qi's arms, suddenly a group of cavalry came towards this place at a galloping speed from the east of the Yellow River. The leading general, a silver-robed and white horse, was none other than Changshan Zhao Zilong.
Behind this team of cavalry, about five miles away, thousands of high-ranking cadres from Bingzhou were also chasing after them. By some strange mistake, the two groups of pursuers collided at the edge of the Yellow River.
The coming general was naturally Fang Guang who had ridden all the way, and the leading general was Zhao Yun, who had a close relationship with Ma Chao in Xuchang.
There was no victory or defeat between the two that day, but today they met on a narrow road, and the Yellow River became turbulent under the collision of their yin and yang auras.