The soldier carrying the horn slashed the head of a Xianbei boy with a sword, then took off the horn and blew twice hard to tell the nearby Han cavalry team that everything was going well here. The boy was quite strong. But he did not resist because he was worried about angering the Han army and causing death to his younger brothers and sisters. This is also the rule on the grassland.
Ma Chao does not need to spend too much energy here. As long as all the men who are taller than the wheel are beheaded, the slaves can become masters. Although Luo Xiang is a Han, he has been kidnapped to this grassland since he was seven years old. His abilities have also become completely adapted to the life on the grassland. In a short time, he will be able to make this leader prosperous. Of course, Luo Xiang himself also knows in his heart that he can get all this without leaving the country. Without the support of the Han people, or in other words, he cannot do without the support of a powerful motherland. Otherwise, how can he gain a foothold on the grassland as a single Han man?
Moya had already picked a good horse from the camp, jumped on its back, pointed to the east, and said: "General, Jianman's camp is right there."
The Han cavalry mounted their horses one after another. Suddenly they saw Luo Xiang running over with his men and shouted: "General, have something to eat before leaving."
When Ma Chao turned around to look, it was Luo Xiang who led the slaves who had just become masters and the women and children, carrying a lot of roasted mutton and running over. The mother and daughter were also among them. These roasted muttons originally belonged to them. Lunch was now used as a favor by Luo Xiang. Ma Chao was not polite to them. He grabbed a roast leg of lamb, gnawed it, and rode away. The soldiers also imitated his example and grabbed the mutton. They eat while running. Although they also carry water and dry food, but now that they have mutton to eat, of course they can save as much dry food as they can.
Moya was very familiar with this grassland and changed his direction from time to time. His riding skills were also quite superb. Although he was not equipped with stirrups, he was not behind the Han soldiers at all. Seeing this, Ma Chao couldn't help but feel vigilant.
During the year when he was ordered to retire, Ma Chao read many military books, and Liu Xin gave him many pointers. Therefore, he understood Liu Xin's purpose of attacking Xianbei ministries very well. He must do it thoroughly, thoroughly, and then Be more thorough so that the Xianbei people will never have a chance to stand up. However, this grassland is too big. If the Xianbei people disappear, will other ethnic groups rise here? This is his question, and it was also what Liu Xin gave him. "Project", and the Moya in front of him was too active and had certain strength, which was very suspicious.
Along the way, this cavalry team also encountered many scattered Xianbei tents. Ma Chao did not distinguish between slaves and ordinary herdsmen like before, and even killed them all, regardless of gender, age or child, because he was in a hurry and had to get there first. The other teams found Jian Man's camp ahead of them. As for the cattle and sheep grazed by these people, they would either be cheaper than others, or they would become ownerless wild sheep on the grassland, but Ma Chao was too lazy to care about it.
Two hours later, before the sun set, Ma Chao saw through the telescope that a large tent appeared in front of him. There were four to five hundred tents. The largest tent in the middle was more than six times larger than an ordinary tent. It could Those who live in such a tent are definitely very high-status people in the Xianbei tribe. Even ordinary tribal leaders are not allowed to use tents of this size.
During the nomadic season, the size of this camp was already considerable, with at least three thousand people living in it. What particularly attracted Ma Chao's attention was that there were three or two knights holding bows and arrows and carrying scimitars around the camp. Patrolling back and forth further illustrates that the characters in the camp are definitely not simple.
Ma Chao raised his hand to stop the team behind him and asked in a deep voice: "We are going to attack this camp. The enemy will be ten times or a hundred times our number. Are you afraid?*/*"
"Not afraid." The soldiers answered loudly without any hesitation. The voice resounded through the night and spread far into the wilderness. The guards in the camp seemed to have heard the movement and looked over. Ma Chao did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts. They are cavalry, and the speed of the horses' impact is also part of their combat effectiveness. With so many horses galloping together, it is impossible not to be discovered by the enemy. However, the soldiers' shouts in unison can confuse the enemy's hearing and hearing, making them It is impossible to tell how many Han troops came and killed them.
When Moya first saw the scale of the camp, he was still a little nervous and sweated a lot. Now that he was infected by the Han soldiers, he couldn't hold back his excitement. He puffed out his chest and said loudly: "I'm not afraid either. Please give me a bow and arrows, general."
Ma Chao ignored him, pointed his spear forward, and shouted: "Kill."
One hundred brave knights and two hundred powerful horses rushed forward together. Although Moya was bare-handed, he was just stunned for a moment, and then followed without thinking.
The guards at the camp were already looking this way, so they quickly discovered the movements of the Han army, and rushed forward in a chaotic manner. While forming formations, they fired arrows at the Han army in an attempt to stop the Han army's advance. It is not just a patent for the grassland people. The Han cavalry is also good at this, and the bows they use can shoot farther than the Xianbei people. The two sides are more than 300 steps apart, and the Xianbei people's bows and arrows can only serve as a deterrent and warning. However, the Han army's arrows had already fallen into their ranks. Because the distance was too far, the accuracy of the cavalry's bows and arrows was greatly reduced, but there were still many Xianbei people who were caught off guard and fell off their horses.
The Han army was very fast and arrived at the edge of the camp in a blink of an eye. Ma Chao took the lead and rushed to the front. One hundred elite cavalry immediately formed a neat cone-shaped formation behind him. This is the most common charge formation. It is also the most effective, like a sharp knife, easily tearing through the Xianbei people's defense line.
In close combat, bows and arrows can no longer play a big role. Now is the time to compete in strength. The Han army's saber is extremely sharp, and it cuts with the Xianbei people's scimitar. The Xianbei people's scimitar instantly breaks into two pieces, and Ma Chao's iron spear was even more elusive, stabbing left and right, causing those who were killed to fall off their horses. After a round of charge, the Han cavalry had killed from one end of the camp to the other, leaving behind corpses everywhere and horses that had lost their owners. Among the lonely wandering horses, the Han cavalry only suffered seven casualties. Ma Chao flicked his spear, made a beautiful turn, and led the remaining ninety-three cavalry back like a long dragon.
Moya, who was left behind by Ma Chao, reached the edge of the camp at some point and quietly picked up a pair of bows and arrows left behind by the Xianbei knights. He hid behind the tent and nervously searched for the target, taking advantage of the Xianbei people's unpreparedness. , secretly shoot one or two arrows,
This is indeed Jian Man's camp. Although after He Lian died, he was unable to inherit the throne because he was too young, but he inherited more than a hundred of He Lian's wives. With so many people living together, the camp naturally cannot be small. In order to show respect for Helian, the leader also authorized Jianman's tribe to leave two hundred young men as guards. Although these two hundred young men were warriors in the Jianman tribe, they faced the powerful battle of the Han army's cavalry. His strength, especially in front of a fierce man like Ma Chao, was completely vulnerable.
When Ma Chao stood up and fought back, the resistance of the Xianbei guards had weakened a lot. Ma Chao still took the lead, held out his spear, and was about to dismount a Xianbei cavalryman who was rushing towards him, when he suddenly saw the cavalryman fell down on his own. There was an arrow stuck in it. Ma Chao looked up and saw Moya ducking behind a tent.
The men on the grassland have a rough temperament. In addition to riding and shooting, they also like to fight face to face with real swords and guns. It is very rare for Moya to use cold arrows like this. Ma Chao is from Xiliang, and his habits are similar to those of the grassland. The men are somewhat similar, and I can't help but feel a little more disgusted with Moya.
After the second round of charge by the Han cavalry, there were only three Xianbei guards left on horseback in the camp. The scimitars of these three Xianbei guards were still dripping with blood. Apparently, the Han cavalry had been injured on them. fell to the sword, and there were indeed only eighty-seven Han cavalrymen beside Ma Chao. Among the six people who had been lost recently, at least three were killed in their hands.
The Han cavalry standing behind Ma Chao waved their sabers and were eager to try. As long as they charge again, these Xianbei men will never stand up again.
However, Ma Chao waved his hand and ordered the interpreter behind him: "Tell them that I will give them a fair chance to fight."
The so-called interpreters are actually soldiers of the Sixth Army. During more than a year on the grassland, many soldiers learned the languages of the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Wuhuan and other ethnic groups. This is also one of their daily training courses. In this army led by Ma Chao Among the cavalry team of one hundred people, there are twenty-three who can speak Xianbei dialect.
A cavalryman rode forward and translated Ma Chao's words to the three Xianbei guards. Unexpectedly, the three guards started shouting.
Ma Chao can understand Qiang and Xiongnu, but he can only understand a few sentences in Xianbei. But looking at the expressions of the three guards, they were obviously very dissatisfied with his proposal. They couldn't help but frown and asked: "They What are you talking about?"
The cavalryman raised his hand and replied: "Back to the general, their general is invincible. If they fight the general in a duel, they will definitely lose. This is not fair."
Ma Chao's gun was flying up and down just now, and nearly half of the two hundred Xianbei guards died under his gun. These three Xianbei guards had long regarded him as a god, so how could they dare to duel with him?
Ma Chao laughed loudly and said, "Who said I was going to duel with them?"
When the three Xianbei guards heard that Ma Chao would let others duel with them, their expressions became solemn. They all saluted Ma Chao and said: "Thank you, General Chengcheng. Regardless of the victory or defeat in this duel, I will never fight with the General again." If you are an enemy, please ask the general to appoint an opponent."
The Han cavalry lined up behind Ma Chao seemed very excited, and they all asked for orders: "General, let me go."
Ma Chao turned his head and looked around, pointed his iron gun, and shouted in a deep voice: "Come on."^-^Book (0000)^-^