Back to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty

Chapter 450

Trapped camp!
Eight hundred elite infantry trained by Gao Shun!
The Huns cavalry disguised by Feng Yao followed closely behind Liu Qubei. Behind Feng Yao, one left and one left were Zhao Yun and Yang Wu!
Xiahoubo was in the other team. If Liu Qubei dared to disagree, Xiahoubo would immediately take over the cavalry that belonged to him!

All the light cavalry, and Liu Qubei led the way, all the cavalry went west all the way, advancing quickly.

After less than half a mile, when there were almost 20 miles of mountain roads, Liu Qubei in front suddenly slowed down his horse, and stretched out his hand to signal the horse team behind to slow down!
"Be careful! There's a smell of blood ahead!" Liu Qubei shouted in a low voice, quickly took off the bow and arrow, held it in his hands, and was ready to go.

Feng Yao's heart trembled, sure enough, a trace of bloody smell floated over, if you don't smell it carefully, it's really not easy to detect!
Feng Yao quickly glanced left and right, and saw that Zhao Yun had loosened the long spear that was stuck on the saddle, and his right hand was even holding the spear. His eyes were calm, and he was ready to attack at any time. Yang Wu's eyes are also shining brightly, not only guarding against the far away, but also guarding against Liu Qubei's subordinates.

And all the cavalry took off their bows and arrows cautiously and walked slowly.

As the cavalry marched forward, the bloody smell became more and more intense. The team had just turned a mountainside, and the bloody smell and stench rushed in, and the sight was a bloody scene!

A total of two people and one horse, three corpses!Although Feng Yao couldn't see the faces of the two corpses of soldiers, judging from the clothes and armor, they were the scouts under Liu Shun's men. Holding two broken arrows, the headless corpse still held a dagger tightly in its hand, and the dagger was still stuck in the neck of a war horse at this moment!
The war horse was already dead, and on the other side not far away, another scout's corpse was even more tragic. The stomach had been cut open, the internal organs inside had been ripped out, and bloody things were thrown around. It came from these broken stomachs!

This is not too bad, this scout did not know how to make the enemy furious, not only his face was chopped to a bloody mess, but there was something stuffed in his mouth, and that thing was nothing but his own descendants!His crotch was also stained with blood, as if the thing had been cut off by the enemy, and then stuffed into his mouth.

Like the scout who stabbed the horse to death, his right hand still held the dagger tightly, but it was cut off at the wrist, and the right hand fell aside with the dagger attached, and his left hand was holding a beating heart in horror. Looking at his hollowed out chest and abdomen, it is not difficult to imagine that what he holds in his left hand is his own heart! !

Feng Yao took a sharp breath. After being shocked, a surge of anger rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead. His hands trembled slightly, and he clenched his steel teeth. He wished he could immediately smash the enemy who created this bloody scene to pieces!

"My lord!" At this moment, Zhao Yun moved closer to Feng Yao, and whispered, "Three people should have died here, and the body of the man on horseback should have been taken away from here!"

Feng Yao nodded, but didn't make a sound, he was afraid that if he made a sound, his angry voice would be exposed.

The two armies are fighting, killing the enemy is nothing, who dares to say that he will not die or be killed by the opponent!But Feng Yao has never seen such an insult to the dead since dozens of battles! !
In Feng Yao's opinion, the scout whose heart was gouged out was definitely the bravest scout. Judging from the signs at the scene, it was easy to see that the two scouts must have fought the enemy desperately. The beheaded scout stabbed the horse to death first, but was also beheaded by the enemy on the horse. After the enemy on the horse fell off, he was killed by another scout, but was finally killed by the surrounding enemies , and was castrated, heart-gouged...

Looking at the heart that was still beating in his hand, this battle should take place within half an hour or less! !
"Everyone be careful, there may be enemies nearby!" Liu Qubei shouted in a low voice at this time.

At this moment, there were a few hurried hoofbeats, and four horsemen rushed out from the distant hills. It seemed that they should be scout cavalry from the Southern Huns!
Liu Qubei's subordinates were still calm, but Feng Yao's cavalry pretending to be the Southern Huns showed angry faces, and they stretched their bows to shoot at the enemy! !
"Wait a minute!"

Liu Qubei hurriedly stopped.

At this time, the four Southern Huns cavalry who rushed forward stopped far away, and shouted: "Who is here!! Password!!"

Liu Qubei took a few steps forward immediately, and shouted angrily: "I am the general Qubei under the tent of the Right Wise King! You are so blind!! Why don't you just roll over and lead the way!!"

The four riders seemed startled, discussed a few words, and finally came up to welcome him. Seeing Liu Qubei, he didn't get off his horse to meet him immediately, but bowed and saluted him immediately, and said, "I don't know if the general is here, right?" King Xian is almost worried to death these days, he can't find the general anywhere, and he thought that the general has already met with misfortune!"

Although Siqi said the polite words, no matter from the tone or attitude, it can be seen that he is disrespectful to Liu Qubei.

"Dare, you don't want to get off your horse and kneel to meet the general!" one of Liu Qubei's followers raised his bow and shouted angrily.

One of the four riders, a bushy-bearded corporal leader, looked at the angry entourage with disdain in his eyes, hummed slightly, bowed to Liu Qu, and said: "Please forgive me, general, it is inconvenient to get off the horse to see you during the war!"

Liu Qubei chuckled, and said: "Don't be too polite, please lead the way!" After a pause, he asked again: "I don't know where the Youxian King is stationed now?"

The thick-bearded corporal said: "There are quite a lot of enemy scouts here. It's inconvenient to say such a confidential matter here. Just ask the general to come with me!" While speaking, he pointed to the two corpses next to him , said: "I believe the general has also seen it. Although these barbarians are useless, they are still a bit dangerous to fight for their lives. We were five people patrolling here, but they killed one of them! It's really hateful! "

Feng Yao originally quietly hid behind Liu Qubei, but after the four riders came, he took a step back and let one of Liu Qubei's men stand in front, so as not to be discovered by the enemy. The cavalry killed two of their own scouts together, and suddenly their anger rose again, and they clenched their hands tightly.

Although he had endured it, the joints of his hands "squeaked" loudly, which had attracted the attention of the corporal, and he couldn't help looking at Feng Yao.

Feng Yao was young, had not yet grown a beard, and was even more handsome, with an aura of a king on his body, which made him look quite different from the Southern Huns soldiers around him. Seeing this, the corporal leader wondered: "General, who is this man?" ?! Why does it look so unfamiliar?"

As soon as the corporal leader said this, more than two hundred gazes, with murderous intent, all turned to him, and the air around him suddenly tightened. The corporal leader didn't expect the reaction of the crowd to be so strong, his body trembled, his face changed drastically, and he wanted to back away .

"Hehe, what are you talking about? This is my new follower. If you can't trust him, can't you trust me?" Liu Qubei laughed.

(End of this chapter)