(The alliance is very good! Jiexi, the cute master of the old book, also appeared! He took the initiative to reward and encourage him, thank you!)

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In late May, there is no moon in the sky, only countless stars sprinkle the dark blue sky. Under the faint starlight, the mountains are like black pythons, lying quietly. The mountain path between the rugged mountain walls is like the gap between the python's body stretching and contracting, dark and gloomy, and the smell is swaying.

Just above this gloomy mountain road, a cavalry was running rapidly. The night wind blew by, and each cavalry seemed to have a faint bloody smell. Ma Han knew that this was not a feeling, but a real smell of blood. Because the coats they wrapped were taken off the murdered Xiu Turen.

Night attack, disguise, assault.

This was the battle plan decided by Ma Han, and Zhao Yun, Xiahou Lan and others nodded. Indeed, there was no better plan at the moment, because they not only wanted to kill the enemy in this battle, but also rescue people. Considering that the enemy was a Hun cavalry who was good at fast maneuvers, then the only one who could deal with them was cavalry, and no matter how many infantry there were, it was useless. Therefore, after discussing with Zhao Yun, Ma Han decided to take the battle candidates: Ma Han, Zhao Yun, Xiahou Lan, Guan Hai, Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao, and twenty wolf-fanged flying cavalry. In addition, Baodu Village came out of five cavalry and Jiugongwu, twenty cavalry were trained by Zhao Yun and Xiahou Lan. Although they were far from comparable to the wolf-fanged flying cavalry, they were also skilled archers and horses. In this way, there were more than fifty cavalry, Ma Han was the commander of Ma Han, and all actions were followed by Ma Han's command.

Originally, whether it was Baodu Village or Jiugongwu, it could at least pull out 30 or 40 horsemen. The warriors from Yanzhao were not a joke, but some people had no horses, so what could it be. There were no ten horses in the entire Jiugongwu. If there were no horses to provide more than ten horses (the horses of the Yellow Turban and the Zhen entourage were seized on the banks of the Hutuo River), and the more than ten war horses that Xu Tuomen had just seized, it would not be possible to form a cavalry team of more than fifty cavalry.

However, when she set out, another person was about to join - Zhao Yingzi. Although she was injured on the shoulder and could not draw the bow, in her words, "Even if I can't draw the bow, I still have a hand and can still use a knife. I will never drag you down. I must save my mother with my own hands!"

This is a filial piety, who can say what else? As a result, Jiugongwu withdrew from one person, to be precise, he gave up a horse and let Zhao Yingzi ride on it.

Ma Han just shook his head and said, "Follow me to western Liaoning. I will give you as much horses as you want!"

Xiahou Lan and the Jiugongwu volunteers' eyes lit up and they looked at Zhao Yun together, while Zhao Yun just smiled lightly. There was something more to look at Ma Han.

Although the horse was flying like a flying wind, the summer evening breeze was particularly comfortable. The only thing that was unhappy was that he could sense a pair of bright eyes staring at him at all times. Every time Ma Han turned around, his eyes turned to one side, and his whole face was buried under the flying mane of the war horse. After a few more times, Ma Han ignored it.

The burning clouds reflected a pair of pupils that seemed to be beating with flames, riding alone, and a white horse blood bow. They stood proudly under the sky at dusk, two hundred steps away, and corpses formed a circle... This was Zhao Yingzi's indelible deep impression. At this moment, the image of that person was deeply engraved in her heart. Until now, she still couldn't believe that the ten slaughterers who surrounded her were actually shot and killed by one person in just a few breaths. How fast would it be? Especially the distance was an incredible 200 steps...

He was actually the uncle's robe! Moreover, he was so young and heroic... Is he also a white horse righteous? But his uncle and Xiahou's archery skills were not comparable to him. Why did his entourage call him "city guard"? A city guard? Will a city guard be bigger than a county magistrate? But he is too young...

He saved me and brought a cavalry team with good riding skills to save my mother with his uncle. Even the horses of the fort were provided by him. If he had not appeared, I would have died, and my uncle could only bring a small number of cavalry to fight a group of brave and cruel Xiushu. Without enough cavalry, even if he won, he could not stop Xiushu from escaping... All this is thanks to him. Who is he?

Just when Zhao Yingzi was full of random thoughts and was struggling, Nanzhuang arrived.

Next to the mountain road entrance, under the shadows of trees, the horses stopped and looked at the dark building in the middle of the ridges of the fields five miles away, and said in a deep voice: "I will reiterate the plan again. Everyone must remember their own tasks. If something goes wrong, you will be punished by yourself!"

The Wolf-fanged Flying Cavalry is already a standard soldier, and is more familiar with the combat style of the city guards. It takes it for granted. However, the seven or eight people in Baodu Village and the righteous brave men in Jiugongwu were stunned and felt like they were in the army. No, they seemed to be more severe than the army, and they were all in awe.

Xiahou Lan glanced at Zhao Yun, but in the thick night, even though she only saw a blur in five or six steps, she only felt that the brother was silent and focused.

"I, Zilong, Shengde, Zhou Cang, Zhao Yingzi, pretended to be a slaughter, touched Nanzhuang, found the captured villagers, and found the enemy's falsehood. Zihui led the righteous decree of Jiugongwu, Pei Yuanshao led the righteous congregation of Baoduzhai, and the twenty wolf-fanged flying cavalry to block the two entrances and exits in the east and west. No matter who escaped from the village, he would be killed without mercy!" Ma Han's eyes were very different and he patrolled around, "If there is any problem, you can ask."

Guan Hai and Zhou Cang looked at each other and coughed dryly: "Actually, I think this is not necessary for the city guard to take action. There are a few of us..."

Ma Han said lightly: "If Ziyi was here, he wouldn't have said that. I not only have to touch the camp, but also lead the way in front. I can ensure that everyone sneaks in safely - don't ask me why, just do it."

Guan Hai touched his head and didn't dare to say anything more.

Xiahou Lan said, "Jinglong, Yingzi has injuries, so it's better to change me."

This time, Zhao Yingzi said angrily: "What's this little injury? I'll say I won't implicate you. I can protect myself. Moreover, who is familiar with the terrain of Nanzhuang? Uncle Lan, I remember that you have only been to Nanzhuang three or five times. It's okay during the day, but can you lead the way at night?"

Xiahou Lan said a few times and stopped talking.

Pei Yuanshao said, "The city guard is so dark. If someone escapes from the village, we can't see it clearly. If it is accidentally injured..."

Ma Wu said decisively: "We will first control the villagers of Nanzhuang, or transfer them, or gather in one place to guard them, and we will never allow them to run around. This must be guaranteed. Therefore, anyone who escapes from the village is an enemy. You can let go and kill them."

"What else is there?" Ma Han looked around everyone, waited for three breaths, and no one made a sound. He pointed at the blood bow, "Strike!"

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The night was dark and the stars were dim. It was difficult to tell the figure ten steps away. Zhao Yingzi held the knife in his hand tightly, and his heart was pounding. His eyes were wide open, afraid that a bad-shaped and evil-shaped Xushu would pop out of the dark darkness at any time. However, no, never.

She was the leader of the way. She had to walk ahead, but why did this young man walk with her? In terms of familiarity with the terrain, his uncle was better than him! She quietly slowed down the horse speed and asked her uncle in a low voice. She just smiled and said, "He is the commander. You have to listen to him."

Zhao Yingzi curled her lips and was about to say something, but suddenly the young man raised his hand: "Stop!"

Everyone stopped in surprise, and then saw Ma Han wave his hand to the right: "Drop off the horse and go into the grass."

Zhao Yun and others immediately dismounted as they said, pulled the horse into the weeds that were as deep as the ridges beside the road, and pressed the horse to the ground.

After a meal, the sound of horse hooves came faintly in the darkness.

At this moment, Zhao Yun, Guan Hai, Zhou Cang, and even Zhao Yingzi's eyes changed. They looked at the back hidden by the grass leaves in front of them, and the same thought was turning in their hearts: There is such amazing ear power in the world. Isn't it the legendary wind ear?

Ma Han could guess everyone's shock without looking back. Of course, he could not explain anything. Now he was just staring at the two small red dots on the nail of his right thumb and moving towards them. There were only two people, and within a kilometer surrounding there were several slowly moving red dots. It should be Xiu Turen's patrol. The most recent group was one and a half miles away from these two small red dots. In other words, taking these two people would not alarm their accomplices.

Ma Han quietly moved to Zhao Yun and whispered: "There are only two people. We will take action together and have to survivor, but we must not let the enemy send a warning."

Zhao Yun smiled silently, and white teeth flashed in the darkness: "I take action, no one can shout!"

The sound of hooves approaches, and through the weeds, two vague black shadows can be seen moving. Even closer, you can vaguely see two knights, both of which are unclear in their clothes and facial features. The two knights are not side by side, but are half a horse body staggered. When the two knights walked past a pile of earthen ridges, two whistles, two black shadows fell from the sky and threw the knight to the ground.

Zhao Yun rode on the other side, pressing the other side's arm, and strangling his throat with the other. The other side stuck out his tongue and struggled hard. At this moment, there was a dull sound, and Zhao Yun's eyes slanted. He was shocked to see the opponent's head hitting heavily on the ground, then holding the opponent's back collar, dragging it away like a dead dog.

Zhao Yun shook his head, suddenly raised his hand and punched his opponent's temple, and then carried it to his shoulder and dodged it.

Zhou Cang jumped out and grabbed the two war horses. He didn't know what methods he used, so the two horses quietly followed into the grass.

Ma Han woke up one person first and interrogated it in the Xiongnu language. Among all the people present, only Zhao Yun had been in Youzhou for two years. There were many Hu in Gongsun Zan's army, and he could barely understand a few words. The rest of the people rolled their eyes when they heard it.

After one person was examined, Ma Han woke up the other person and asked the same question, which proved twice. Of course, this process would not be gentle breeze and drizzle, and necessary torture methods are necessary.

After the interrogation, Ma Han whispered to everyone: "The situation is clear. There is a team of slaughtering 100 people in Nanzhuang. It is said that it is a hundred people, but in fact it is not full, there are only 84 people. They first attacked Nanzhuang, and then divided into two teams to attack Dongli and Xianghe villages..."

"Ah!" Zhao Yingzi said in disgrace, "My second uncle's family is in Xianghe, it's bad now."

Ma Han glanced at her and said lightly: "Those two villages are fine. Because Nanzhuang was robbed first, the other two villages received warnings. The villagers moved to the nearby Qingtangwu in time. They had few troops and could not conquer them for a while. They sent troops back to Nanzhuang."

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Qingtangwu has good defense, and a hundred people will definitely not be able to conquer it."

Zhao Yingzi asked anxiously: "Then, have you asked my mother and the others whereabouts?"

"Xiao Turen locked them in the courtyard and cellar of a private house in the northwest corner of the village."

"Ah, I know!" Zhao Yingzi shouted, "That is the cellar of Ding Sefu (village chief)'s house. His house and cellar are the largest in the village, and can accommodate a hundred people."

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth: "The location is clear, how many people are there?"

"There are less than seventy people, twenty people patrol outside the village, and there are less than fifty people in the village."

"What are Jinglong's plans?"

Ma Han raised his eyebrows: "The plan is very simple, use the fastest speed to penetrate the heart, control the hostages, and then, defend and counterattack."

Guan Hai and Zhou Cang took a breath. They planned to use five people to fight against seventy people! This lord is too crazy, right? But it seems to be really exciting!

Zhao Yun suddenly felt a heroic spirit when he heard this. If he hadn't been scruples, he really wanted to roar and relax his arms. He held the spear's arm tightly: "After half a year, this spear can drink Hu Nu's blood again. Jinglong, the competition in the school field that day did not determine the outcome. If we were not comparing today, we would determine the outcome by killing Hu Nu. How about it?"

Ma Han glanced at the Demon Eye Bow on the side of the saddle, then looked at Zhao Yun's spear, and smiled: "I've gambled."

Zhao Yingzi glanced at the two Xiu Tu prisoners who were blocked by rags and whispered: "What should we do with these two Hu people?"
Chapter completed!