The sky is gradually breaking, and there are still a few remaining stars inlaid in the light gray night sky, emitting the last cold light towards the hazy earth, like a silver-gray veil covering the heaven and earth.
This is the last darkness before dawn.
Time is passing and the sky is getting brighter.
With the arrival of Yin Shi, the remaining stars in the night sky quietly disappeared, and the silver-gray gauze slowly faded from the sky and the earth. The night sky in the east gradually became a silvery white, and the drizzle of light rain followed.
The ticking sound fell, and after a while it started to get bigger.
Under the falling rain, Ma Chao, who had led eight thousand cavalry for half a night, slowly raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky. He let the rain hit his body with a stern look, as if he was expecting the cold rain to make him feel like...
The volcanic rage calmed down.
Ever since the scouts he sent were tortured to death, Ma Chao was so angry that he followed the traces with eight thousand cavalry in the starry night, and finally discovered this building under the banner of Han Sui on the edge of the Wei River.
's camp.
After realizing that the other party did not immediately notice the approach of himself and others due to the cover of night, Ma Chao instantly thought of attacking the camp.
After some investigation, Ma Chao and his men quietly hid here and waited silently.
Waiting is just for a better attack.
"Major General, the time is almost up, do you want to launch an attack now?" Next to Ma Chao, Pang De looked at the sky solemnly, estimated the time and asked in a low voice.
"Attack!" Ma Chao nodded, pointed at the looming military camp shrouded in the hazy morning rain, and forced out a few words from between his teeth, "Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
The drizzle of rain became heavier and heavier as time went by.
Cheng Yin's camp, in the commander's tent.
Looking at the increasingly heavy rain, Cheng Yin couldn't help but frown, and asked the guard standing by, "Have the brothers who went to hunt down those scouts come back?"
"They're all back!" the guard responded.
"That's good, have you dealt with everything from beginning to end?" Cheng Yin continued to ask.
"Everything is clean!" the guard said.
Cheng Yin nodded. He originally thought that by setting off early and marching cautiously, he could avoid Ying Zige's scouts. Who knew that he had just found an excellent ambush site by the Wei River, and was followed by scouts sent by Ma Chao?
The traces were detected. Fortunately, he reacted in time and ordered a team of elite cavalry to chase and kill him.
Now that it has been dealt with completely, and the sudden heavy rain will erase the last traces, he can make the deployment of this ambush more calmly and perfect, and finally give Ying Zige's army a good memory.
The confident Cheng Yin did not know that the Jingqi he sent to hunt down Ma Chao's scouts, for fear of being blamed, not only concealed the news that the last scout had escaped, but also did not tell the truth about how they handled the scout's body.
And Cheng Yin didn't even know that the corpses of the scouts who were trampled to pieces by the elite cavalry he sent to hunt them down and randomly discarded on the road were soon collected by Ma Chao's men under the leadership of the escaped scout.
When they got together, Ma Chao and the eight thousand cavalry were furious.
Regardless of the fatigue of the eight thousand cavalry, they just followed the traces in the starry night and arrived outside his camp before the heavy rain. After some exploration, they lurked down quietly.
At dawn, the torches that had been burning for nearly a night in Cheng Yin's military camp were gradually extinguished by the moisture in the rain. The entire military camp was dark. Even the soldiers guarding the gate and patrolling the camp did not know which corner to hide in at this moment.
The rain took a break.
Outside the camp, Ma Chao slowly approached with eight thousand cavalry. The sound of the horses trampling was perfectly obscured by the pouring rain, and he arrived in front of the camp gate without alerting any of Cheng Yin's soldiers.
"How dare you be so careless!" He slowly raised his face and looked at the silent and unprepared military camp in front of him through the rain. Ma Chao snorted coldly and raised the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand, "Up!
"
A team of flying horses stepped forward and quickly dragged away the giant deer blocking the gate. Under the cover of the falling rain, the gate of Cheng Yin's camp was quickly and quietly opened.
"Brothers, the time has come to pay blood debts with blood. Let me kill you!" Looking at the open camp gate, Ma Chao raised the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand, roared, and took the lead in riding towards the camp. Behind him,
Eight thousand cavalry followed closely, and in a blink of an eye they were in front of the tents.
Swords slashed and spears stabbed, and with the impact of the horses, the eight thousand cavalry seemed to have transformed into an indestructible torrent of steel. With overwhelming arrogance, they fiercely tore apart tents. Countless sleeping Cheng Yinjun soldiers had not even emerged from their sleep.
When he woke up, he turned into a puddle of flesh, scarlet blood, and broken corpses were thrown into the sky, and merged into the rain curtain in the blink of an eye.
The hot blood gradually turned cold, and the blood mist slowly rose.
Under the leadership of Ma Chao and Pang De, the eight thousand Ma family cavalry were killing like crazy, venting the depression accumulated and suppressed in their hearts during this period. The cold swords and guns seemed to come to life, becoming part of the cavalry's body, lingering in the sky.
The fury to tear apart, to explode, to bring pleasure to their master.
In the camp, the torrential rain became heavier and heavier, hitting the broken corpses that were still warm and merging with all their strength. Countless scarlet blood gushes out from the fractures, quickly dyeing the water pool all over the ground red.
It was like a pool of blood made entirely of blood. Against the backdrop of the broken corpses all around, it looked even more bizarre.
As the fighting became more and more intense, Cheng Yin's camp finally woke up. Countless soldiers without armor were holding their weapons in panic, running around like mindless flies. They didn't know whether to fight back or to fight here.
A glimmer of life was found in the Shura field that had turned into a pool of blood.
Some elites, led by some commanders who still had some ability, quickly gathered together to prepare for a counterattack.
But these people were only a minority after all. Even without Ma Chao or Pang De leading the charge, they had already been beaten to pieces by those of our own people who were completely crazy under the stimulation of blood and death.
Under the scarlet rain curtain, countless soldiers and generals died wailing as their own people trampled on each other.
"Who robbed the camp?!" In the scarlet blood mist that filled the sky, Cheng Yin finally rushed over from the Chinese army with his bodyguards on horseback, and shouted angrily while holding a steel gun.
"Xiliang Ma Mengqi!" Ma Chao, who was riding his horse and raising his gun to kill wantonly, suddenly heard Cheng Yin's roar. Looking at his conspicuous armor that could not be covered by the scarlet rain and fog, he understood that the real master must have come out.
He immediately roared and responded loudly.
On the stern face, a pair of bloodthirsty eyes shone with a biting cold light, staring coldly through the rain and fog.
