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A retreating army was most afraid of being pursued by the enemy's ranks. Guan Hai was also the old commander of the Yellow Turban Qu. He had fought dozens of times in all kinds of battles, so it was impossible not to know this. After the current army was defeated by the attack, Guan Hai sent 500 soldiers to suppress the position, and the other leaders of the battalions held the flag and gathered the defeated soldiers and slowly retreated.

But Guan Hai's entire attention was only in Duchang City. Even if he was killed, he would never have expected an army to rush to the north, and it was a rare group of cavalry.

As soon as the wolf teeth flew out, the iron hooves ran thunder and hundreds of arrows flew together. The first one to defeat the Yellow Turban thieves at the West Gate. Hundreds of panicked bandits were driven to flee to the south gate by the fast horse arrows, and rushed to the Yellow Turban thieves who had finally stabilized their position and rushed into chaos.

"Don't mess around, array! array!"

Guan Hai shouted at the top of his lungs, even snatched his command flag and waved it desperately, but it caused a heavy rain to arrow, and the thieves in the middle army fell in large numbers.

"Counterattack! Counterattack! Shoot the arrow!"

The Yellow Turban leader shouted in a mess, and the arrows shot by the bandits were sparse and soft. The Yellow Turban thieves had almost no standard bows and arrows, and most of them were homemade single bows. The range was limited, and even the infantry wearing armor could not be injured. Not to mention the cavalry.

Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom! The iron hooves are like thunder, and the fast horses swept past the Yellow Turban thieves like the wind. The horses are always ringing, and the dense sounds of strings are heard. For the Yellow Turban thieves, it is simply a movement of death. In the smoke and dust, people are falling down one after another.

The Wolf-Tooth Flying Cavalry drew a half arc of death from the Yellow Turban Formation, stirring up smoke and blood rain in the sky, and then ran eastwards a hundred steps. They all pulled their horses, held up their strange bows, making a terrifying sound. Then they rode their horses and launched a storm of arrows in front of the Yellow Turban Formation.

A hundred steps away, the arrows were like rain, and they could not stop and could not avoid them. They fell like the wind blowing weeds... Such a miserable situation where you cannot fight back when you are beaten, even a well-trained army cannot withstand it, let alone a bandit soldier who had almost no training, and they were defeated.

Boom! The bandits finally couldn't stand it anymore, collapsed in a coaxing and fled in scattered.

Looking from the city of Duchang, I saw a crowd of people like mosquitoes on the plains, with figures of escaping and escaping everywhere, and various old flags were thrown by drums all over the ground.

The soldiers of Beihai County were stunned, and even Wang Xiu was so shocked that he could not speak. The archers who were as fast as a whirlwind and as arrows as rainstorms seemed to have heard of somewhere... Yes. The Yicong Flying Cavalry of the White Horse Gongsun! But this is Beihai, how could the Youzhou cavalry appear here?!

Ma Han pressed Taishici's shoulder: "You sweep away the remaining enemies, and I will pursue the enemy chief."

The south gate of Duchang opened, and thirteen cavalry rushed out like the wind, gathered with more than 170 wolf-fanged cavalry, and then the troops were divided into two groups. Taishi Ci led hundreds of cavalry to rush into the Yellow Turban South Camp and drove away the remaining enemies. Ma Han transferred to the BMW silver arrow, and led seventy cavalry to chase Guan Hai, and headed straight to Hanting.

...

The wind blew hard in my ears, and blood flowed from my shoulders and backs. All the feelings were numb, so I could only keep urging my horse to run wildly, and escape from the evil star.

From the day Guan Hai thrusts from the beginning, I don’t know how many wars he fought, many of which were defeated. But for him, and even for the entire Yellow Turban Army, defeat was nothing, and it was common. They were the thieves when they gathered, and they were for the people when they scattered. Once they fought, they scattered and then gathered, and they could not be eliminated at all. But this time, they really hurt their muscles. Because the 20 Yellow Turban strong men were broken, it was even more heartbreaking than the thousand troops, and the cavalry chased and killed the defeated soldiers. What’s even more hateful is that the guy holding a blood-colored demon bow actually had an amazingly fast BMW, and even threw away the large army and chased them all, and the arrows killed him.

Now, Guan Hai's horsepower was exhausted and his physical strength was exhausted. He turned his head and there was only one person chasing the enemy a hundred steps away, but in his eyes, it was even more terrifying than a thousand troops.

Since you can't escape, then fight to the death with the enemy!

Guan Hai took a deep breath and relaxed his legs that had been stuck in the horse's belly for a long time. The horse under his crotch was wet, and he kept trembling. The horse couldn't do it anymore... Guan Hai shook his head and got off the horse with difficulty. He would rather fight in the field than put his life on a war horse with overdrawn strength.

Ma Han also slowly relaxed his reins. He chased after him for fifty miles, and had already passed Hanting. From the chaotic army, he saw a few figures vaguely and chased them all the way to a hundred steps close. It took a lot of effort. There were stirrups, horseshoes, and high bridge saddles, which were not too tired, and the speed of the silver arrows actually dragged down Guan Hai.

Guan Hai's long sword was gone, so he had to use a ring-headed knife. But he saw him untied the yellow scarf wrapped around his head, and put the cloth scarf through the knife ring, and tied a dead knot. Then he held the knife with his right hand and wrapped the cloth scarf firmly with his left hand, and clenched the knot with his teeth. After doing this series of actions, Guan Hai's cheeks bulged, and the blade pointed at Ma Han: "Come on! Make a break."

Ma Han's demonic eye bow had already been inserted back into the bow bag. He slowly opened his hands with his empty hands: "All the ants are alive, do you want to die like this?"

Guan Hai was stunned: "I have been chasing me for so long, isn't it to kill me?"

Ma Han laughed and shook his head: "You are also a coach in Qu, so you are so brainless? If I want to kill you, I have to wait until now? As early as the city of Duchang, wouldn't I just shoot a person? Why would I shoot a knife?"

Guan Hai was stunned for a while, and the knife in his hand slowly lowered: "Since you don't want to kill me, why did you kill all my strong men?"

Ma Han said lightly: "It's very simple. If I want to use you, I can't give you personal power. Instead of using my power to force you to kill in the future, it's better to give them a pleasure on the battlefield. As a soldier, if you die on the battlefield, wouldn't it be enough to die?"

"Use me? You...who are you?"

Ma Han smiled and said, "You finally remember to ask for something useful. I am the cavalry commander of Liaodong County, the Great Han Dynasty, and led the guards of Bailang City in western Liaoning. I came to Beihai for only one purpose - to bring these more than 10,000 Yellow Turban rioters to Liaoxi and give them a way to live. If you pity your subordinates' lives, don't want them to starve to death, kill, and eat to death, help me, gather all the scattered rioters, and follow me, I will regain their lives!"

Guan Hai looked at the heroic young man in front of him in a daze. Following him, can he survive? He is still reborn? Is it possible?

Ma Han led the horse around and left a sentence: "You only have two ways. If you don't do it, you will die! Try it, maybe you can survive. Guan Hai, you can become a Qu Shuai, so you won't even be able to understand this simple truth, right?

After Ma Han said that, he rode away and no longer paid attention to Guan Hai.

After a while, Guan Hai's hoarse scream came from behind: "Don't call me my name, I have the word "英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英英

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In the Duchang Prime Minister's Mansion, Taishi Cizheng bowed to Kong Rong: "The Yellow Turban has been broken, and Ci is glad to be unfair."

The tail in Kong Rong's hand could no longer shake. He wanted to twist his whiskers, but he unconsciously tried hard and pulled off a few whisker stems. He sighed: "Are the hundreds of chasers outside the city the Liaoxi Jinqi?

"Yes, the guardian cavalry of the White Wolf City 'Wolf Tooth Flying Cavalry'."

"Wolf Teeth Flying Rider!" Wang Xiu blurted out. "The arrows are as good as wolf teeth, and Lu Feichi is made of horses. It is indeed worthy of being the elite Liao cavalry. I am afraid it is better than the white horse Yicong of Gongsun Youzhou."

"With this elite force, you can easily take the Yellow Turban." Kong Rong sighed, but he was a little unhappy, "When there are such powerful soldiers in western Liaoning, why don't you say it clearly? Is it true that Ziyi wants to invite the envoy Liu of Pingyuan?"

Taishi Ci felt embarrassed: "Although the city guard had the will to do his best to the envoy, he would have few soldiers and few generals, and he might not be able to win the trust of the envoy, so... "

Wang Xiu hurriedly smoothed out the situation: "This is also a great move by Ma Duwei. Now that the thieves have been defeated, the Liaoxi army has made great contributions, and the envoys will definitely receive a reward."

Kong Rong also knew that he had originally distrustled the combat power of the Liaoxi Army, so it was no wonder that he was hiding his weakness. He coughed dryly and said, "It's up to you to pay for merit, tens of thousands of stones of grain and hundreds of soldiers, and later he will have his own plans to pay for it... Well, I wonder where Ma Duwei was at this time?"

Taishi Ci looked north and smiled slightly: "I'm afraid the city guard will be very busy at this moment."

Ma Han is indeed very busy, busy acquiring Guan Hai's Yellow Turbans. The Yellow Turban thieves have no ability to fight, but they have strong ability to escape. These people are the people, and when they wrap yellow Turbans and hold wooden guns, they are the thieves; when they throw the gun and take off the headscarf, they are the people. After drilling into the deep mountains and forests, how can you catch them?

Although Ma Han had cavalry, there were too few after all. It was obviously impossible to use a hundred cavalry to surround and capture the Yellow Turban crowds who were indistinguishable from the people. Therefore, he did not hesitate to chase the thieves alone and capture the king. After taking Guan Hai, the Yellow Turban crowd was almost the same.

Guan Hai, the Qu Shushou, was indeed not a big or small man. He first found some of the leaders, and then collected the remaining soldiers through these men. One day and night, he actually captured more than 5,000 people. In addition, more than 1,000 people were captured by the Wolf-Tooth Flying Cavalry, a total of nearly 7,000 people.

At this moment, on the coast of Laizhou Bay, there are dark headscarves, dark faces, numb expressions, and simple weapons. Many of them are thin and old, and only two or three of them are in the prime of life. Well, Guan Hai's so-called Yellow Turban, only two or three thousand can really take on simple weapons. The rest are all weak, and they are just materials to waving flags and shouting on the battlefield. Kong Rong was frightened by such miscellaneous soldiers.

Ma Han rode silver arrows and stood on the high reefs. The red sun was born, the tide surged, the waves slammed the reefs, and the sky and the earth were clear and blue.

Not far away, the wolf-toothed flying cavalry was urging around, watching the red sun from time to time, lofty and lofty, as if a god-like city guard, and a urge to worship him in his heart.

For more Yellow Turbans, the lofty man determines their destiny. They are at a loss and are waiting for the verdict of fate in fear.

On the sea not far away are three tall boats with undulating boats, rising and falling with the waves. More than a dozen fishing boats have been collected on the beach. Since there is no plank road here, if you want to go up the boats, you can only transport them through small boats.

Ma Han looked at these people silently. The Yellow Turban, the cancer of the Great Han Dynasty. This cancer caused the giant of the Great Han Dynasty to fall down. But this cancer was the inevitable result of the accumulation of "toxins" by the Han Dynasty over the past century. The land annexation of the Central Plains is becoming increasingly serious, and the civilians are displaced and have no support. They can only follow the thieves, one after another, and they will be killed. It can be said that the land is not stable for one day, and the Yellow Turban will continue to stop.

All this is not a problem in western Liaoning. Western Liaoning is vast and sparsely populated, with almost no aristocratic families. It is a blank and fertile land. Anyone who is willing to work will never starve. However, western Liaoning is sandwiched between Liaodong and Youzhou, and its geographical location is awkward. If the refugees take land, they can't reach Youzhou at all. If they take sea routes, they will inevitably go to Liaodong first. The sea and land are not connected to western Liaoning. Unless a special person organizes a cross-sea trip to western Liaoning, even if these people die in the Central Plains and crowd into Liaodong, they will not have the share of western Liaoning.

The biggest purpose of Ma Han's trip was to open this sea route to immigrate to western Liaoning. What is the most precious thing in the troubled times? It is not soldiers, not money, not food, not weapons, but people. There will be everything; if there is nothing, it will eventually be lost.

Immigration to western Liaoning is the only choice for the rise of White Wolf City!

"Yesterday, I said something to your Qu Manager Guan Shengde. Today I will tell you this sentence again. You only have two roads. Those who cross the sea will live, and those who stay in Qingzhou will die." Ma Han pointed forward with a long whip and shouted, "Do you want to live?"

The yellow turbans pointed at by the long whip nodded quickly, their faces frightened, and looked at their Qu Shu Guan Hai. Guan Hai just had a cold face and expressionless face.

Ma Wuli started to drink again: "Do you want to farm the fields and eat enough?"

Is this a matter of time? Most of the Yellow Turbans nodded and even shouted out their willingness. Only a few people were full of doubts and did not say anything for a moment.

Ma Han was both harsh and sarcastic: "Will you and others take your family away from the war and spend the rest of your life in peace?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

This time, no one hesitated anymore. Thousands of voices kept the sea breeze.

Ma Han pointed at the sea with a long whip, and his energy sinks into his dantian, making him deafening: "Cross the sea! Go to western Liaoning! Have fields, land and live. Go—live! Stay—die! Are you willing to leave and stay?"

"We are willing to go to western Liaoning to seek a way out!" Thousands of people shouted.

The long whip of the horse blew into the air, and the sound of the metal and stone was broken: "Arrival-the ship!"
Chapter completed!