The horse is about to die here!

Six large words written in red paint fell in Ma Chao's heart, as dazzling as blood splashed out from his subordinates and war horses during defeat.

Ma Chao was furious and wished he could immediately wave the Ice Soul Silver Spear to rush under the ancient tree, and kill the group of Hanzhong soldiers on a vast land. However, he did not do this. He had just rushed out three or five meters and stopped his progress.

Huang Zhong's words were still in his ears when he was warned, and the tragic situation of the brothers falling off the horse at the valley entrance was still in his mind. He is now a general in charge of thousands of troops, so how can his personal honor and disgrace be above the lives of his brothers?

With a brief pause, he woke up from the exposure.

This was a strategy used by Sun Bin when he surrounded Wei and saved Zhao and killed Pang Juan. It was also a strategy used by his lord Lu Bu and Cao Cao when he flooded the coalition forces. If he had used his martial arts and the passionate blood of his brain, his fate would never be as light as Pang Juan, Lu Bu and Xiahou Yuan.

Not to mention, Ma Chao, who calmed down, was extremely sharp. He had found Zhang Wei's loophole after just counting breaths.

Since Zhang Wei planned to siege them and gather here, there was a shortcut to cross the top of the mountain to reach the bottom of the mountain. And if the top of the mountain can reach the bottom of the mountain, how can we not reach the top of the mountain directly?

Zhang Chao glanced at the mountainside on both sides, and saw the trees on the mountainside were covered with weeds, and smiled coldly: "Brother Dai, the peaks here are dangerous and difficult to climb, and it is even more difficult to fight with Zhang Wei. If you want to capture this place, you must send surprise troops.

You led three thousand warriors to wind along the slope on the right, while the other two thousand brothers followed Brother Yu to climb from the left. In this way, we bypassed Zhang Wei's frontal attack and dispersed Zhang Wei's troops..."

"Swoosh!"

As he was speaking, a sharp arrow flew over from behind the formation, passed through the void above Ma Chao's head, and pierced fiercely between the foreheads of the leading soldiers under the dead tree.

The blood fountain surged, and the soldier screamed and rolled down from the top of the mountain. A white-haired veteran had already passed by Ma Chao and headed straight to the top of the mountain on the left: "Brothers in war, father and son soldiers on the battlefield, Meng Qi, let your brothers fight side by side on the mountain on the right!

"Thank you, old general, goodbye to the top of the mountain!"

The mountain wind blew, and the trees rustled, bringing endless coolness. Ma Chao felt the blood in his blood vessels boiling upwards, and hurriedly hugged the old general's back and waved to Ma Dai. With the ice-soul silver spear, the people had already risen from the ground and rushed out of Ma Dai's head, like a cheetah eating a yellow sheep, landing on a pine tree dancing with the wind outside the formation.

"kill!"

There is indeed a road on the mountainside!

Ma Chao stood on the branch, swept the vague path on the hillside ahead, and saw a grim smile on his lips. The Ice Soul Silver Spear suddenly raised, and two words were spit out fiercely. He swept his body on the branch, and swept towards the enemy on the hillside like an eagle flapping its wings from a thousand meters above the sky.

After saying that, Ma Chao gave the order, more than 5,000 Xiliang warriors were following him with a ring-headed sword.

Xiliang's big horse is rampant in the world.

This was the recognition of the warriors of the Western Liang when Dong Zhuo usurped the Han Dynasty, and it was also the honorific title obtained by the warriors of the Western Liang through their own fighting and hard work.

The men under Ma Chao's command had already jumped off the horse, but they were still famous Xiliang warriors. They got on the horse and killed the enemy for thousands of miles, and it was also awesome to get off the horse.

The sharp ring-headed sword, the phoenix-mouth sword and the cold moon sword exuded a creepy chill in the secluded forest. The sharp red tassel, white wax gun and armor-breaking gun were infected with the terrifying murderous aura in the hands of everyone. Clusters of sharp sharp weapons, rows of sharp weapons and the cold and fierce expressions of the soldiers created a series of gloomy, terrifying and dead silence.

The chariot has been in place and the horn of death is about to sound.

Ma Chao's sudden enlightenment was beyond Zhang Wei's surprise and completely disrupted their pre-war deployment. Before the Hanzhong soldiers who were ambushing the mountain walked down the mountain, countless death gods appeared in their sight.

Rows of long spears and swords swept through the bushes like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Countless Hanzhong soldiers covered their shoulders, their arms and heads retreated from the grass.

"Brothers, kill me!"

The close-range battle could not tolerate any long-range weapons, and the crossbows in the hands of Hanzhong soldiers seemed to have become their burden. Zhang Wei took the lead in throwing the yellow-shouldered crossbow in his hand, picked up the big sword on the ground and rushed towards the enemy in front.

"Hanzhong Erlang, the world is unparalleled, I am invincible, the enemy will die!"

A deputy general followed Zhang Wei and shot a thief who was rushing towards him with one shot. He licked his tongue and shouted loudly. Three or five thousand Hanzhong soldiers stood up from the bushes and rolled forward singing a high-pitched song.

The swords and guns in their hands were held flat, as if they were holding a mountain, and stabbed forward firmly without regrets.

The wind blows the turtle drums and mountains and rivers, and the lightning flashes the flags and the sun and the moon are high.

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. Warriors, let these soft-footed shrimps from Hanzhong see your bravery!" A sour sound rang out in everyone's ears again. Ma Dai cut off the arm of a Hanzhong soldier with a sword, kicked the man away with one kick, and raised his arms and called out the shadows of the soldiers.

With a "boom", two large armies on the mountain and the bottom of the mountain collided violently, and they suddenly met like two torrents in the lower reaches of the Yellow River, making a loud noise that was trembling. The swords and guns in the hands of Xiliang'erlang and the spears in the hands of Hanzhong soldiers fought each other in the dense forest from time to time, and bunches of silver starlight burst out.

The dark forest lit up.

The quiet mountain top also rang out.

The soldiers on both sides fought to the death, killing them with blood and heads running around, and the birds in the forest were also hovering in the air and dared not return home.

...

"Report to General, the old man Huang Zhong climbed up from the mountainside on the left. General Kong Lin lost his sword and died for his country. General Tan Fang and his brothers could hardly support him. Please divide the troops to rescue him!"

While fighting, a captain jumped from the top of the mountain and rushed straight to Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei was stunned when he heard this, and felt a cold all over his body, as if a bucket of ice water was passing him from head to toe, and his whole body was immersed in the frost.

He just relied on his men who were accustomed to mountain combat so he could barely tie the Xiliang soldiers. Where could he have any soldiers to help Tan Fang? What's more, he still dare not meet Ma Chao?

"General, General!"

The captain cut off a warrior who was coming towards Xiliang in the waist with a knife, pulled Zhang Wei, who was in fear, and roared in his ear.

Zhang Wei was shocked and immediately woke up. He silently looked at Ma Chao who was still moving around in the crowd. His voice seemed particularly low: "Stay the green mountains without worrying about the lack of firewood. I'll send you a message to retreat to the main camp immediately!"

Seeing that the captain was hesitant, Zhang Wei patted the captain on the shoulder, coughed slightly, and his face suddenly turned: "Let's go, isn't our mission to introduce the enemy into the main camp? This place is only three or five miles away from our main camp. We can be regarded as completing the entrustment of the military advisor and General Yang!"

"I hope the military advisor and General Yang's plan can make Ma Er and Huang Laopin and others eat a pot, otherwise the death of thousands of brothers on the mountain will be too unfair!" The captain nodded, and his fist suddenly clenched and smashed hard on the tree trunk beside him.

Blood flowed out from the cracks of his fingers, and instantly it infected the captain's hand while it was blood red. The captain looked at the robes in pain, and silently took out a whistle and whistle from his arms and threw it into the air.

The sharp whistle sound spread throughout the mountain.
Chapter completed!