Chapter 1168 He is not Cao Cao

A few hundred miles southwest of Nanpi, an army of the Cao family is rushing forward. The scattered horses on both sides always maintain a hundred steps away from the home team, and the elites in the center are arranged in the shape of a loose marching army, although it seems to be scattered in the rush. People who know the art of war can see at a glance that the queue is loose and tight inside. Once something happens, they will immediately become a sharp knife or a solid shield.

The general at the forefront of the team is very skilled in equestrian. However, his face is a little disappointing. His black and yellow complexion has a slightly flat and swollen nose, which is not as heroic and calm as most people think. However, the straight spine and a well-protected tiger helmet, the fierce atmosphere in the army came out, which made the knights beside him secretly afraid.

However, a heroic and handsome young general around him saw that the general's expression had been unhappy during the attack, and it seemed that something annoying seemed to haunt him.

At this time, a scout came quickly from a distance, and several tourists greeted him and confirmed the identity of the other party, which made way. The scout rushed to the front of the queue and shouted at the general, "Report! Sixty miles behind, there are horse scouts.

The news made the general's expression slightly stagnant. The appearance of reconnaissance horses in the rear shows that the Ma army has known their route. Next is whether to fight or escape, and it is up to him to decide: "How many enemies are there?"

"Five hundred people." Nowadays, all over Jizhou, Ma Jiajun's intelligence network has basically been paralyzed, replaced by Cao Jun. Therefore, this scout can know the number of enemies without taking risks in person.

"500 people?" The news made the general's eyebrows frown even more: his army also happened to be 500 people, for no other reason, and the size of 500 people was the most suitable for the escape. It can not only reduce the target, but also deter the night. However, when encountering the same number of enemies, it is a little difficult to choose.

"Who is the leader?" This sentence is not the general's mouth, but an inquiry from a young general beside him.

The scout took a look at the general, got the general's nod, and then said, "The young master, the leader of the army is the old minister of the lord, Guo Jiaguo Fengxiao, the master's teacher..."

"Wait for the enemy, it is absolutely impossible to take the lead without my order!" Cao Ang immediately made a decision, but this time he crossed Cao Cao's direct order, which made all the tigers and leopards a little stunned. Until Cao Cao said, "I said that everything in this march is under the command of Ang'er!" After saying this, Cao Cao touched his forehead unnaturally.

Then everyone arranged into an overall phalanx. The tiger and leopard general in the back row took off the hard crossbow behind him and raised it to the tip of his eyebrows; while the tiger and leopard cavalry in front of him lowered his body and waited in parallel with the long bent arms in his hand. In this way, even if there is a battle, the tiger and leopard cavalry can take the lead in the first round of impact under the cover of the rain of arrows.

"Ang'er, guess what happened to Guo Fengxiao's arrival this time?" Cao Cao, standing in front of the battle, seemed to be a little bored and asked.

"I don't know what the master has done has always been unexpected and difficult to speculate. However, I can guarantee that the master is definitely not here to hunt us down, otherwise, he will not have brought only 500 soldiers. Cao Ang turned his head and replied, but as soon as he finished saying this, he saw a bright light flashing in the grass on the road behind him. With his intuition of being in the army for many years, a huge crisis rose in his heart, and now he rushed to Cao Cao.

With a 'swish', a sharp arrow brushed Cao's temples and roared past. If Cao Ang hadn't accidentally found the reflection of the arrow blade, Cao Cao, the hero of the Central Plains, might have died here.

"Enemy attack!" Cao Ang, who fell to the ground in confusion, had no time to think about why his secret escape route was attacked by the enemy, so he protected Cao and inspired the tiger and leopard to ride to meet the enemy.

However, the next moment, Cao Ang's face completely changed, because in the grass and forest in front of him, there was a steady stream of war horses rushing out of the branches of the philosophers. Those horses were all white, tall and healthy, and rushed up like dragons and tigers.

"The night is white! This is Zhao Yebai! The most elite white horse of the Ma family joined the army!"

Zhaoyebai is a white horse with a snow-like body, which is extremely fast. Most of those nomads are still white, and Gongsun Zan's martial arts favorite has specially created a pro-military force equipped with night light white. The leader of this unit is the best among the generals of the Han Dynasty. It can be imagined that when the brave general charged with this army, it was like an avalanche and was invincible.

And when Cao Ang saw the figure in a white robe holding a charge, Cao Ang felt that the general Zhou seemed to be full of light, warm and soft, but it was not easy to ignore and despise. He really doesn't look like an invincible general, but like a writer who flattened the world.

Unfortunately, it was his appearance that made Cao Ang tremble slightly. In the face of the unprecedented breakthrough of the battle general, the heroic posture of waving a long gun and the trembling white robe, Cao Ang's eyes were only the picture of the tiger and leopard cavalry in front of him. After rushing to him a distance, all the soldiers would suddenly be stunned and let the white robe warrior pass by. After that, it was their unwillingness to fall coldly. What's more, on both sides of the general was an ugly big man's ferocious slashing, and a thin teenager who swept the thousands of troops with a huge friendless hammer.

"Guard the young master!" I don't know who shouted sadly, and Cao Ang's attention was attracted. Unfortunately, the next moment, he saw the tiger and leopard cavalry being shot down by Zhao Yun. The posture of the gun was as beautiful as the falling cherry blossoms, as if without a trace of fireworks.

Cao Ang's body could no longer move at this time. He knew that collecting the gun was not forgiving, but for a faster and more fierce and invincible impact. In front of his father, his life may be just a foil to kill himself, but he can let his father be captured.

However, just as the white gun was about to pierce his body, Cao Ang suddenly saw Cao Cao jump violently, and his dexterous body was like an ape picking the moon. In his hand was a sharp and transparent dagger, which was about to stab Zhao Yun's neck!

In the face of Cao Cao's sudden blow, Zhao Yun gently 'hew', and his beautiful face showed a little surprise. But there is not much fear. The next moment, he gave up the gun that stabbed Cao Ang, turned around and turned his body like a phoenix. The phoenix tail swept to Cao Cao's dagger, which could stop Cao Cao's offensive.

But at this time, a figure suddenly jumped behind Brother Ugly, and his personal form was the same as Cao Cao. However, in his hand is an iron sword that cuts iron like mud. The sword spirit is like a rainbow, and there is no return. Cao Cao's eyes could only see the deep hatred and surge in the eyes of the sword man. At that moment, he seemed to understand something and closed his eyes quietly.

"Can't do this!" Even if Zhao Yun is the closest person between them, Zhao Yun has nothing to do in the face of such a sudden change. He only twisted his body and used the impact of his body to knock Zhang Can away. However, Zhang Can seemed to be determined to violate Ma Chao's order of "Do not kill Cao Cao", and endured the pain to straighten the blade that had deviated!

With a 'sneer', the sword body still inserted into Cao Cao's body. But fortunately, Zhao Yun made a temporary collision, which reduced a lot of Zhang Can's strength. Although Cao Cao, who flew out, spit blood, he still had a breath.

"Zhang Can, are you crazy?!" Han Gugu usually had the best relationship with Zhang Can. At this time, when he saw that Zhang Can violated the military order so much, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted.

At this time, the battle is actually over. All the tigers and leopards looked at the scene of the master being killed, and no longer had the belief to continue to fight - Cao Gong died, and their obsession collapsed. No matter how blood is bathed, it is futile.

At this same time, Guo Jia's team in front of them could also feel such a tragic scene on the battlefield. I can't help sighing and shaking my head. But when he saw that there was no shadow of Ma Chao in the battlefield, there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Take it down!" Zhao Yunjun's handsome face also appeared with a trace of anger and ordered the white horse Yicong beside him.

"He is not Cao Cao..." Zhang Can, who lowered his head, and Guo Jia, who was riding on a war horse, spoke at the same time.