The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

The headless corpse lay quietly on the ground, and the crows stood on it to peck at it. Occasionally, a figure came over, flapping its wings and flying up in shock, the blades of the blades were dyed red.

The human head was held in the hand, and dark red blood drops dripped from the broken flesh mountain.

In front of them, a big bald man was gnawing on a whole chicken, leaning against a pillar with a big knife.

The entire manor was several miles around, and there was no sign of a single commoner. The city was full of dilapidated appearances, as if it had been ransacked.

Most of the domestic animals were slaughtered and roasted, and everyone sat around eating cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks with bloody smell.

And Liu Bao, the Zuo Xian Wang, sat bored by a gate.

At 25, he is in his prime as a prairie rider.

His messy hair was cut short with a knife and tied directly behind his head, looking simple and barbaric. His sharp-edged face was covered with scars, which were the scars left by the knife frost on the prairie, and his shoulders were draped diagonally. The wolf fur cloak is the symbol of the steppe warrior, and the gold ring hanging from his left ear signifies his noble origin.

"It's really boring..."

The muscles on his face twitched faintly, and the murderous aura emanating from his body became stronger and stronger, causing several of his subordinates to shudder, knowing that the man behind him who was known for his ferocity The Lord started to get angry again.

His eyes were slightly raised, and in front of him was his uncle who was wreaking havoc--Huchuquan.

He drew the knife backhand and slashed downwards. Blood flew out and splashed the faces of the rest of the people. Afterwards, the black horse crashed into the courtyard.

The horseshoe was already approaching behind a girl who was about to turn around. He reached out and grabbed the girl who was screaming, and lifted the screaming girl in front of her.

"Let go of her!!"

The girl's father finally couldn't help it, picked up a knife from the ground and rushed up, trying to stop the atrocities, but was kicked back by the horse's hoof right in the middle of his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down and smashed into the crowd , the people around dispersed chaotically and started running around.

Then, the knife light streaked across the dazzling light, the two waving palms, the talking head with a frightened expression, rolled on the ground, and the remaining dozens of shonai guards looked at the lifeless body in horror , covered his face and knelt down.

"Hmph, a bunch of spineless Han Chinese!"

Hu Chuquan wiped the blood stains on the blade, "Take the woman away, kill the rest, and hang their heads on trees like them." He swept the kneeling crowd lightly, put away the knife and mounted his horse.

The sound of horseshoes finally sounded towards this side, and visually, there were thousands of cavalry, rushing towards them like a river.

The general on horseback was medium-sized and strong, with gray cross-collared robes, two dangling collar armors, two animal faces hanging on each arm, and a black face with a little tiredness.

The war horse shook its mane slightly, Liu Bao patted the horse's head, drove the horse a few steps, glanced over the head, and then stopped on the headed man opposite.

Thousands of people slowly arrived here in the dark, causing a strong evil spirit to permeate the entire space.

The flames blazed, and horseshoes trod over the corpse.

A group of Hun cavalry returning with a full load chatted happily with each other.

From behind, Liu Bao looked back at the burning Zhuangzi and the panic-stricken Han people, then at the struggling woman on his uncle's horse in front, and shook his head.

These Han women can't get into his eyes.

The best pursuit of a prairie man is to ride the fastest horse, use the best knife, and snatch the most beautiful woman!

190 Two Wolves

In the early morning of Qianqingli, there were shadows, accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, and scattered scattered soldiers fled desperately in the narrow roads at the foot of the mountain.

Afterwards, speckled flames spread towards this side, occasionally there would be weapons colliding, and there would be screaming sounds of fighting, maybe they were being chased by the chasing soldiers, and they fought again, but the sound disappeared soon after.

The frightened bird suddenly sprang up and croaked in the air. Several scouts rode through the forest, and one of the scouts shouted in a low voice: "Be careful!"

There was a whizzing sound in the air, and the arrow shot and nailed another scout's shoulder. At the same time as the figure fell from the horse, three war horses rushed out from the opposite shadow, and a blade swished out. Sparks came out, reflecting the ferocious expressions of both sides.

A companion swooped down, pulled a knife-wielding enemy off his horse, drew his knife and stabbed him into the opponent's body.

However, at the same time as he roared, another war horse passed by behind him, the blade protruded out, chopped off his head with a pop, and then chased after the fleeing scout.

Among the undulating low hills, black war horses galloped, crushing dead branches, and then one after another horseshoes came over, splashing a thick layer of fallen leaves, leaving a mess and several corpses not far behind.

Occasionally, there was a trembling sound in the air, and then a figure fell to the ground from behind a tree.

Soon, a large number of figures on horseback followed...

The army is about to march, and the scouts of both sides are the first to compete. Gradually, in many counties and towns in Hanoi County, the west, north, east, and south directions have all begun to evolve into small-scale confrontations.

The Huns obviously did not expect that the Han Dynasty, which seemed to be in a weak state in their eyes, would still have the ability to counterattack and resist their sudden and rapid attacks.

It was also unexpected that what they thought was a "journey" of harvest and baptism would actually provoke the elite cavalry under Dong Zhuo's command--Xiliang iron cavalry, which made them jealous!

As a result, the Hun soldiers, who were originally lax, were soon followed and killed by the Xiliang iron cavalry, and suffered a moderate loss from the beating.

Of course, due to the speed of the cavalry, they also received the news very quickly.

Soon, Liu Bao, who was bored, heard the news from the rear, volunteered to invite Ying, led a thousand Hun cavalry, and rushed away.

Not long after, two cavalrymen, numbering over a thousand, faced each other in a remote valley.

"Hiss... slap...!"

The war horses slowly retreated on the ground, pressing their spears and sharp spears, turning around one by one in silence.

The wind in the valley blew over, stroking the treetops, and the words from the opposite side contained a bit of threat. Some people in the Xiliang cavalry sneered disdainfully, and some people's faces darkened, and they clenched their guns tightly.

Liu Bao's complexion changed, and a trace of excitement rose in his heart.

As the youngest Zuoxian King of the Xiongnu, he, Liu Bao, was naturally not a flower living in a greenhouse. Fighting was commonplace.

Therefore, he is very sensitive to the momentum of the army.

Naturally, he could see that the Qianqi who was on the opposite side was not a softie.

In terms of the opponent's aura, they were no different from the military soldiers they had seen in the frontier a few years ago, and they were even faintly stronger than the opponent.

Looking around, Liu Bao thought about it.

The terrain here is mixed and it is not a good place for cavalry to launch an offensive. The valley behind is not blocked. It is obviously difficult to get rid of them in general.

"Soldiers, defeat them and prove that we are true warriors!"

The sound reverberated passionately between the heavens and the earth, the flags all over the sky moved, and the soldiers clapped their spears and roared. In an instant, the killing sound swept across the earth like overwhelming waves and rushed to the sky.

Soldiers surged out, murderous.

On the opposite side, in front of thousands of lineups, the general on horseback raised his knife and pointed: "Kill over!"

"Kill" roared like a tiger with a murderous voice.

"Kill" almost at the same time, General Bai Jia on the opposite side gave the same order.