Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1190 Should I send it to you?

  As the night recedes, the night of wind and fire, blood and iron also comes to an end.

  The camp has been completely burned down, but a large number of Qiang people were buried with them.

  Of course, there are those sword and shield fighters and pikemen at the water gate...

  Win is certainly a big victory, but the loss is still not small.

  What kind of battle loss ratio is satisfactory?

  Maybe it is just a numerical value for the commander, but for these sword and shield players and spearmen who fell on the bank of Qingni River, it is the whole value of their life.

  Actually, the number of troops brought by Fei Qian was far less than it seemed at night.

Holding torches, walking side by side, coupled with the roaring flames and the sound of drums in the camp, this made the Qiang people led by Ma Chao panic. In addition, Ma Chao happened to be trapped in the camp. In order to rescue Ma Chao, Ma Tie and Pound both Crazy to fight for a way, where there is no time to organize and restrain the troops, so these Qiang people's subconscious instinct to escape from danger has the upper hand, they don't even have the intention to check it out, they only know how to look around flee.

  Fei Qian and Xu Huang had discussed three sets of plans before. Although the plans were different, one of them was the same. Once the camp was on fire, Fei Qian would definitely send suspicious soldiers to intimidate Ma Chao.

  If Ma Chao falls for the trick, it will be the last straw to overwhelm Ma Chao's leadership. On the other hand, if Xu Huang is in a tight spot and the camp falls, it can also disperse the strength of Ma Chao's troops and buy Xu Huang more time to cross the river.

   Therefore, the timing of raising the fire was completely controlled by Xu Huang alone, and Xu Huang chose not to give the order until the last moment in order to let more Qiang people fall into the camp.

The benefits are naturally there. When Fei Qian came up with suspicious soldiers all over the mountains and plains, almost half of the Qiang soldiers fell into the camp, and the rest naturally had no desire to resist fighting. It was a complete failure.

  Is it bad...

   Looking at the layers of corpses at the water gate, and Xu Huang with smoky makeup on his face, he knew it.

  Blue smoke curled up.

  A smell of burnt meat filled the battlefield.

  The big soldier who usually couldn't move when he saw the broth, but now he was frowning tightly.

  Fei Qian couldn’t remember how many times he saw a human body burned by fire.

Moisture occupies a large part of a person's body, and if the person who was burned into coke in the fire scene, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might not have believed that he would have shrunk so small, just like someone who was burned to death. A monkey, not like a person.

  Faced with such a situation, no matter how disgusting the soldiers are, they are still carefully checking.

   "General! Lieutenant!" Suddenly, a soldier rushed towards Fei Qian, waving his hands, and shouted loudly, "Here, here is a long gun, which seems a little different..."

   are indeed different.

Ordinary spears are actually just an iron pointed tip, and then nailed to a wooden handle, it is considered a standard piece of equipment. It is the cheapest and most widely used, and it is also the most sold among the Fiqian caravans. weapon.

  The long spear in front of him, with its short blade-like head, is obviously completely different from ordinary long spears.

   "It's Fubo Mashi's spear!" Xu Huang and Ma Chao had fought each other, so they were naturally familiar with this spear.

  Fei Qian also recognized the appearance of this long spear, because Ma Yan and Ma Yue also used such long spears, but...

  The charred corpse next to the spear is really Ma Chao?

The carbonized limbs are twisted, and with a slight touch, the remaining black lacquered pieces of meat will fall off, revealing the white bones, like chickens and ducks that have been stewed in a pot for three or four hours. With a slight touch, the bones will fall apart, and sometimes, the heat steaming from the pink meat under the carbonized shell can still be seen.

   "Check it out, if there is a gold seal or a jade Zhang," Fei Qian pointed to the black lacquered corpse on the side of the spear, and said, "It may be something valuable..."

The soldier who found the long gun excitedly started to check it immediately, and didn't feel any disgust at all. Perhaps to him, this black, charred corpse was actually the same as the charred corpse inside. Chicken and duck are about the same.

   What's more, if it's really a big shot, even though he didn't kill him, rewards are definitely indispensable...

The soldier stretched out his hand to feel around the charred corpse, and accidentally punctured the belly of the corpse. For a moment, it was like a beggar chicken that had just been roasted and fell to the ground. Steaming, all rolled out...

   The soldiers seemed to have never been seen, and they searched in the still hot intestines, liver and stomach.

   "There's no need to search..." Fei Qian frowned and said, "...this...it's not."

  Even if the gold and silver ornaments would melt and deform in the fire, but this whole body, and there are no valuables in the surrounding area, it must not be a big person, maybe it is just a guard holding a spear for Ma Chao.

  Only a spear was seen, but no body was seen. This shows that Ma Chao probably did not die in the flames.

   This fateful guy.

  Xu Huang beside him couldn't help showing a look of disappointment on his face. If Ma Chao was trapped in the camp, Xu Yu's death would be more valuable, but now...

   Fei Qian patted Xu Huang on the shoulder, and said: "It's okay, Ma Mengqi hid this time, and he won't be able to hide next time... What's more, he even threw away his own weapon... It can be seen how embarrassed he was at that time..."

"Junhou..." Xu Huang stared at this special spear, silent for a moment, and then seemed to say to Fei Qian, or to himself, or to someone, "...you must hold Blade this fang!"

   Fei Qian took a look at Xu Huang, and let out a voice that he didn't know whether it was a sigh or an agreement: "Well...Gong Ming, what's your suggestion for the current strategy?"

Perhaps because he sensed that his emotions were a little off, Xu Huang quickly collected his thoughts, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, although the Ma family is defeated, there are many thieves in Xiliang, so don't rush in. According to my subordinates, I will borrow The prestige of this battle, if we get a few more horses, we can go down the river by land and water, join the Yangping reinforcements, and then make a decision..."

"Good. That's all..." Fei Qian nodded, looking at the captured war horses outside the wreckage of the camp, his heart suddenly moved, he thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and said, "Let's send some war horses to Diren Wang Ke... Even if it's just to show goodwill..."

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   "Goodwill?"

   "General Zhengxi said?"

   "Free gift? No request at all?"

  In the Diren cottage in Xiabian, Diren Wang Ke sat on the lobby, feeling a little baffled.

The king of Diren, Ke, is wearing a tiger-skin robe, revealing two muscular arms with tattoos of unknown patterns, a bearded face, and a huge head in the center except for a ring of protective hair. , all shaved clean, the body is extremely muscular, with big arms and round waist, extremely sturdy.

  The wide throne can basically allow two ordinary people to sit comfortably, but Diren Wang Ke feels a bit crowded sitting alone.

   Diren Wang Ke seemed to have encountered such a situation for the first time. He couldn't help scratching the tuft of hair on the top of his head, but he couldn't think of anything.

  Although it is said that the Di people are good at mountain warfare, it does not mean that the Di people look down on war horses and do not agree with the value of war horses. We must know that the war horses of the Han Dynasty are roughly the same value as the cars of later generations. Not only is the purchase price high, but also the follow-up maintenance costs are not small, so whether it is for Di people or other people As for the personnel, the hundred war horses sent by General Zhengxi this time are indeed a big deal...

The Di people also have frequent contacts with the Qiang people, and I heard that among the Qiang people, there is now a kind of expensive "sweater" circulating from Bingbei. Woven...

  For Di Ren Wang Ke, that is simply a prodigal!

  A sheep can be skinned to make clothes, people can eat meat and drink soup, and even the bones can be taken to feed dogs, but these guys actually use dozens or even hundreds of sheep to exchange for "sweaters"?

   This is not a prodigal what is it?

  Then the source of the Qiang people's prodigal family is this Zhengxi.

  Then the General Zhengxi actually sent a hundred war horses without any request?

  Is this General Zhengxi really trying to show goodwill?

   Still have any other ideas?

  Diren Wang Ke scratched the hair on the top of his head, as if he wanted to get rid of this hair...

   "My lord, this war horse..."

   "Hi! Let's go, I'll go take a look..." Di Ren Wang Ke stood up and was about to go out. Since I thought about it for a long time and still couldn't figure it out, I simply didn't want to think about it. There was no reason not to eat the meat that was brought to my mouth, not to mention that even if my own clan didn't use it, I could sell it for a lot of profit!

   "Ah, my lord, I can't...you can't go..." Diren Nei Wu, who was handling the business, stopped him quickly and said, "My lord, have you forgotten...you are still sick..."

   "I'm fine, how can I..." Diren Wang Ke said halfway, before he realized, "...ah, yes, I'm sick, and I don't see outsiders... this... um..."

"Hi! Accepted! Accepted!" King Di Ren walked around the lobby twice, clapped his hands and said, "Well, I told General Zhengxi's envoy that I thanked Zhengxi for his kindness, but his body was not healed. I don't see him anymore! By the way, it's more or less a courtesy to bring him two baskets of good jerky..."

"By the way, some time ago, my subordinates mentioned that some tools and equipment in the stockade were damaged, so they can no longer be used anymore. Just this batch of war horses came, and I took a few horses to exchange for some new tools..." King Diren returned Sitting down on the throne, he said with some emotion, "Don't tell me, General Zhengxi's 'goodwill' is really... well, a rich man... tsk tsk..."

"Who says it's not? The Han people are indeed much richer than us..." The head of the Neiwu clan of the Di people said with a smile, "...the hundred war horses are precious to us, but to General Zhengxi What a rarity..."

   "Well..." Diren Wang Ke scratched his top hair again, "...forget it, let's do it like this, let's do it..."

   "Yes, Your Majesty..." Di Rennei, the five princes, led the order to retreat.

  ………………

   "Nephew...you are..."

  Han Sui looked at Ma Chao, who was shirtless and tied with thorns. Although he kept a surprised expression on his face, his eyes were changing and flickering.

   Ma Chao in front of him, his usual handsome appearance was gone, but was blackened and grayed by the smoke and fire, even his hair was burnt a lot, it was as messy as a Nestle.

"Uncle! My nephew fell into the trap of the little thief Zhengxi..." Ma Chao bowed to the ground, weeping and said, "...that little thief Zhengxi provoked and insulted uncle by the green mud water, my nephew couldn't hold back his anger for a while, Then he led the troops to attack the camp, but unfortunately encountered an ambush, and was set on fire by the little thief from Zhengxi...Therefore...my nephew is guilty, and I ask my uncle to severely punish..."

  Suddenly, the Qiang-headed people sitting around in the tent were startled by the news brought by Ma Chao, and started whispering to each other, chattering a lot.

   "Hmm..." Han Sui narrowed his eyes, stroked his beard, and remained silent.

  This matter is too bad.

  The sad thing is not that Ma Chao is in an ambush, but that Ma Chao is in an ambush.

  Although Han Sui was wary of Ma Chao before and prepared follow-up measures, but after Ma Chao suddenly suffered such a heavy blow, Han Sui's methods were useless for a while.

...

   In other words, when Han Sui and Ma Teng were burning incense and kowtow to pray to God, the famous saying must have been repeated several times.

   Then Ma Teng died.

  He, Han Sui, is still alive and kicking.

  Of course, most people know that the oath before the gods is mostly uncountable, but as so-called brothers, whether they have said such words together, the grade of this so-called brother is naturally different.

  In the Han Dynasty, such brothers were so-called life-changing friends who could be entrusted to their wives, but now, Ma Teng’s son prostrated himself on the ground and brought the thorns to his face, as if accepting punishment...

  Take this opportunity to turn your back on Ma Chao by marching?

   If you really want to do it, it's very simple. Even if you don't want to cut it, if you want to do it, even if you want to do it, it's not a difficult problem to kill Ma Chao within thirty sticks, but...

   Indeed, for a moment, Han Sui thought about it, but he dismissed it quickly.

   It's not that Han Sui is kind-hearted, but that Ma Chao has already taken some precautions in advance. Of course, if Han Sui really wipes out his embarrassment and turns his face, this so-called prevention is nothing.

   But do you really want to give up the reputation you have built up in Xiliang over the years in order to kill Ma Chao?

  Han Sui was still reluctant in the end.

  If Ma Chao is really going to die, he can’t die by his own hands here...

   You said this Zhengxi, why don't you make the fire more vigorous?

  However, this is a good thing, at least it consumes a lot of Ma Shi's manpower and strength.

Han Sui opened his eyes, stood up, walked up to Ma Chao with a few steps, stretched out his hand to help Ma Chao up, with a kind and kind face on his face, he didn't mention guilt at all, but said: "Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, nephew If you lose this time, you will win again next time! Who has never lost a few battles in his life? Let uncle see where he is injured..."

   "Uncle!" Ma Chao was very moved.

   "Okay, let's stop talking, hurry up to wash and refresh, and take care of yourself..." Han Sui smiled brightly, "...As for Zhengxi, let uncle avenge you!"

  (end of this chapter)