Han counter current

Among these Youzhou troops, judging from the armor, there are only five hundred ghost-faced troops at most. If they can obtain such a military exploit, the rewards will definitely be very rich.

Poor ghost-faced lieutenant's mount is still galloping, because the last instruction it received was to move forward and speed up.

Soon, the steed rushed out of the crowd, away from the battlefield, and escaped death.

Perhaps, this war horse will never understand why the other horses gave way to him, and why, its owner did not give him any instructions.

This battle lasted for a very long time. At least, Liu Bao felt that the time and energy spent on solving these two thousand people was beyond his imagination.

If the Youzhou army is so difficult, he doesn't know whether he should continue to advance, whether he should completely anger Chen Feng at this time.

The shouts of killing gradually died down, and the divided Youzhou Army also gradually fell down their horses. These heroic soldiers all died in their posts.

"Chan Yu, the carriage is empty and there is no one in it."

After the carriage was seized, some soldiers went up to investigate immediately.

"For a long time, I was deceived. This thief general is really good. He used the lives of his subordinates and himself as bait, tsk tsk, pass on the order, and I want to capture the enemy general alive."

On the huge battlefield, many soldiers and horses from both sides died in the battle. The overall situation was settled. The prairie cavalry formed a circle at this moment.

In the very center, there is also a Youzhou army cavalry fighting.Even if he is in a desperate situation, even if he can no longer hear the voices of his companions, he still has to fight on.

"Interesting, come here, shoot his hands and feet, I want to live."

Seeing that his opponent was so tenacious, Liu Bao also started to joke.Beside him, several eagle shooters who were best at archery bent their bows and set their arrows, and then the arrows flew out.

How could Cao Xing, who was already exhausted, resist so many arrows, even though he himself was a sharpshooter, unfortunately, he was too tired, and the enemy had too many arrows.

Several arrows hit his arms and thighs, and the severe pain came, which made him unable to hold the weapon tightly, let alone ride on the horse.

"Surrender, I can make an exception and accept the surrender of you, a Han. I am the Lord of the Grassland, the Shanyu of the Huns, and it is your honor to surrender to me."

Looking at Cao Xing who was sitting on the ground panting, Liu Bao held his head up, his face full of arrogance. At this moment, he felt that he had trampled everything about the other party under his feet.

"You barbarians are not worthy to talk to me."

"Oh, you're still so stubborn, tell me, what's your name?"

"You're not qualified enough to know my name."

At this moment, Cao Xing was so indifferent and calm, it seemed that the tens of thousands of enemy soldiers around him had nothing to do with him at all.

"Bastard, how dare you talk to Shan Yu like that. You are superb at archery and martial arts, and you still refuse to surrender even now. If I guess correctly, you are Zhao Yun."

A Xianbei leader stepped forward, and he was observing Cao Xing, because the archery Cao Xing showed before made him very afraid, and it also reminded him of the assassination of Helian.

There was no answer or refutation, only the indifference and disdain on his face, it seemed that this leader of Xianbei had no right to talk to Cao Xing.

"Shanyu, this person must be Zhao Yun who assassinated King Xianbei, please hand him over to us so that we can avenge him."

Some of these Xianbei people were Helian's subordinates at the beginning. After Helian died, due to various reasons, these people lost their former power and glory.

Therefore, they hated Zhao Yun very much. After all, it was Zhao Yun who killed their king, and it was Zhao Yun who ended all their glory and wealth.

"Since you refuse to surrender, there is no need for me to keep you. However, I still want to tell you, do you think the people in the carriage can really escape?

Don't worry, a group of my subordinates are patrolling nearby. That person must not be able to run far. All you have done is just a waste of effort. "

Hearing this, Cao Xing's pale face due to excessive blood loss became even paler, but he quickly calmed down, because all of this will soon have nothing to do with him.

"I'm waiting for you in hell,,,,,,"

There was no yelling or cursing, Cao Xing just looked at Liu Bao coldly, as if he was just looking at a dead person.

"Hmph, you're still so stubborn, greet him well, don't let him die too easily. After solving the matter here, go to the nearest bastion to join me. Tomorrow, we must take down that bastion .”

Liu Bao felt very uncomfortable being stared at by Cao Xing like this. However, he won today, and he will continue to fight tomorrow, so he didn't bother to pay attention to Cao Xing.

Seeing the enemy fighting for the heads of his subordinates, watching the enemy snatching the spoils, Cao Xing didn't see any fluctuations in his eyes.

At this moment, he knew that he had no chance to leave.After fighting for so many years, finally, he was going to come to the end of his life.

Chapter 387 Poor Man 1

On the chaotic battlefield, there are corpses and incomplete weapons everywhere.In this battle, more than [-] Youzhou troops were wiped out. They died terribly, and those who stayed here lost their heads.

Before leaving, Liu Bao ordered his cronies to clean up the battlefield. The best trophies and most valuable things were looted. However, the battlefield is very large, and there should be many good things left.

"Boss, why are we staying here, the Huns are going to attack the bastion now, why don't we go, there are good things in the bastion.

Food, weapons, livestock, and women, there must be more good things in the bastion than here. Staying here, what else can we find besides corpses? "

"Hmph, there are indeed good things in the bastion, but, do you think the bastion is so easy to attack? I'm sure, if we pass by now, tomorrow, there must be us in the first batch of troops to attack the city.

If you want to die, go now and don't use your brains. If the bastion built by the Youzhou army on the grassland is so easy to take down, then the guy in Youzhou is not a fool. "

"So that's the case, the leader is wise, when will we go there?"

"What's the rush, let's clean it up now. Look, Liu Bao did clean up the battlefield before he left, but they left too hastily.

The armor and weapons of the Youzhou army are all good things. Although many of them are damaged, there must be some in good condition. I found two pairs just now.

Tsk tsk tsk, people in Youzhou are really rich, damn it, I'm jealous, a ghost-faced soldier can wear several layers of armor and leather armor.

Go, search for me one by one, search one by one, strip off the armor from those corpses, and don't leave behind the weapons and arrows on the battlefield.

By the way, these cavalrymen who died in the battle were the most elite soldiers and horses in Youzhou. Thinking about it, they must have some money on them, search carefully for me. "

"Of order, hehehe, leader, it's good to follow you, and you can make a fortune, and you don't have to take too much risk, so I'll go and find you the best armor."

There are about 1000 Xianbei troops left behind. They are a little different from the Xianbei cavalry sent by Budugen. To a certain extent, they are excluded.

"Hehe, you haven't died yet. Not bad. It's the first time I've seen someone with such a strong will to survive. I hope you don't die so easily. Tomorrow, I will have fun with you again."

On the hillside, staring at a wooden stake, the injured Cao Xing was tied to this wooden stake.Right now, his limbs and hamstrings were broken, and he was paralyzed there.

In addition, the armor on his body was forcibly stripped off. Originally, the half of the face that had not been disfigured was now without skin.

With dark red blood, terrifying face, and disheveled hair, Cao Xing might not be able to recognize who he is if he looks at it by himself.

"Zhao Yun, don't blame me for being cruel, when you assassinated my king, we were doomed to have a death feud.

We are all people who make a living on the battlefield. It is a matter of time before we die on the battlefield. If you want to blame it, blame your bad luck. "

Cao Xing raised his head, his eyes were full of disdain, even though he was reduced to such a point, Cao Xing didn't put the other party in his eyes.

"Huh? What are you talking about, speak louder?"