Chapter 1,117 Everyone is dejected

There is a saying that is called winning without being arrogant.

Being proud of victory will definitely lead to a big defeat. This is a taboo for military strategists. This is naturally clear to Liu Feng, who is familiar with the art of war.

A great victory did not make him proud and complacent. Instead, he sharpened his sword and prepared to rest for a day before advancing to Liangzhou. Not only that, he also had another purpose.

That is, while pacifying Liangzhou, we must also massacre the Qiang people.[

Liu Fengsheng is not arrogant, but those who fail on the other side may not be able to be discouraged by defeat.

"Da da da."

To the north of Liu Feng's camp, eighty miles away, a cavalry army of tens of thousands was walking slowly north. This army had obviously experienced a bloody battle.

And it was a disastrous failure.

Because many cavalrymen were stained with blood, which was proof after the battle. In addition, many cavalrymen were dejected.

This is proof of a disastrous failure.

That's right, this army was the Qiang army that fought fiercely with Liu Feng, but the result was a complete defeat.

However, this is not the entire Qiang army, but two-thirds of it. That is, the army led by Ma Chao and Yan Xing.

When they first attacked Liu Feng, the army was divided into three parts. One part was led by Mu Ya'er and Fei Lang to attack Liu Feng's front. The other two parts were led by Yan Xing and Ma Chao and attacked the left and right sides of Liu Feng's army.

On the other hand, since Mu Ya'er took the lead in retreating and the overall situation collapsed and was completely defeated, Ma Chao and Yan Xing each led their armies and headed north.

This walk is eighty miles away.

At the front of the team, Ma Chao and Yan Xing each drove their horses and marched together. From the appearance of the two at this moment, they looked like true men of iron blood.

The armor on their bodies was stained with Yin Hong's blood, and the embroidered robes behind them looked as if they had been soaked in blood, with a coquettish red color. The weapons in their hands were also extremely bloody, and there were still traces of blood on Yan Xing's spear.

A little minced meat.

Minced human flesh.

These marks on their bodies prove that both Yan Xing and Ma Chao fought, and killed many people. But the problem is that no matter how brave they were, the army still failed.

Although they were full of glory, their faces were a bit ugly. Although they were not as ugly as their dead parents, they were not far behind.

"Today an army of 120,000 troops attacked Liu Feng. The good situation was completely ruined." Ma Chao said with a look of hatred on his face.

"What you call Feilang and what you call the number one warrior is really too bad."

Yan Xing also showed hatred and said.

They didn't know that Fei Lang had been stabbed to death by Zhao Yun, and they thought Fei Lang and Mu Ya'er led the army to escape together.[

However, even being angry is of no use. You can't stab Feilang to death with one shot, right? It may be easy to stab them both, but it is very difficult to control the remaining Qiang cavalry.

"It's better to find them first and then discuss the next step." After scolding for a while, Yan Xing first regained his composure and said.

"They should have retreated to the north, but we walked eighty miles and still couldn't find them. It's really speechless." After hearing this, Ma Chao not only did not calm down, but became even more angry and said.

"There is no other way. Let's continue walking north. I hope to find Mu Ya'er and Fei Lang as soon as possible." Yan Xing sighed after hearing this and said.

"That's all." Ma Chao lost his temper and nodded feebly. Then, the two of them led the army together and continued to move towards the north.

But it turned out that Ma Chao and Yan Xing did not retreat eighty miles on their own, but sent their troops north to find Mu Ya'er, who had failed earlier.

Ma Chao really looked down on those people who lost eighty miles in one defeat.

In fact, Ma Chao really wronged Mu Ya'er. This was because after Fei Lang died in battle, Mu Ya'er immediately led his troops to leave, which led to the overall failure.

After that, Mu Ya'er tried to control the defeated army to move slowly but was unable to do so, so he could only go north with the defeated army.

This trip is one hundred and fifty miles away.

One hundred and fifty miles away from the Han army's camp, and seventy miles away from Ma Chao, Yan Xing and others, in an open place, Mu Ya'er was sitting on a stone pier, and he was surrounded by defeated Qiang cavalry.

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These Qiang cavalry were all demoralized, as if they had lost their mothers.

However, there was something strange about Mu Ya'er. He had lingering fears, but also had a different kind of excitement. The formation of this complex mood was all related to Fei Lang.

Fei Lang was stabbed to death by a gun. That scene seemed to be a frozen scene, appearing in Mu Ya'er's mind from time to time and lingering.

When thinking of this scene, Mu Ya'er would think about what would happen if it was not Feilang who rushed up, but him? Needless to say, he would definitely die.

Once he thought about this problem, Mu Ya'er would tremble all over and show a look of extreme fear. The first warrior of the Qiang people, the first warrior of the Qiang people, was stabbed to death like a chicken or duck.

Crisp and neat, without any sloppiness.

It can be said that at this moment, Mu Ya'er's mind was deeply engraved with Zhao Yun's figure. He was not a tall and burly man, even a little thin, but definitely slender and tall.

This is Mu Ya'er's fear, lingering fear, and excitement, but it is also because Fei Lang is dead. The two Qiang tribes are parallel, Mu Ya'er and Fei Lang each dominate, and now Fei Lang is dead.

Isn't he the real hero of the Qiang people? What kind of clan leader, he can be called a chanyu in the future. Once he thinks about the situation of unifying the Qiang people and strengthening his power.

Mu Ya'er couldn't help but get excited.

However, Mu Ya'er soon couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, so what if I become the hero of the Qiang tribe? The Han army is so powerful, and the crossbow is simply the nemesis of the cavalry." [

Thinking about it, Mu Ya'er became dejected again. He found that his wisdom, a wise man of the Qiang people, was not enough when facing the Han army.

Perhaps this is a natural gap? They are more suitable for life on horseback, while the Han people are more suitable for the farming and culture of the Central Plains?

While Mu Ya'er was thinking about these problems in despair, Ma Chao and Yan Xing continued to lead the Qiang army to the north, and finally arrived nearby a quarter of an hour later.

"Da da da."

When Ma Chao and Yan Xing arrived with a large group of cavalry, there was the sound of horse hoofbeats, which immediately woke Mu Ya'er up.

"Let's go and discuss what to do."

Mu Ya'er said with a happy look on his face.

"Yes." The nearby Muya'er guards all responded in unison.
Chapter completed!