I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 465 Enemies meet on a narrow road
After hearing Su Yao's words, Hou Cheng and Song Xian looked at each other in confusion.

It's not that they don't have any horses at all.

You know, although the dense forest was difficult to pass through and the horses could not gallop, they all crossed it on foot.

But the role of horses is not only in fighting, but also in carrying cargo, so they still led more than 20 horses.

However, these horses suffered losses one after another in the forest due to insect infestation and being frightened by wolves.

After capturing the dike, Su Yao's single-handed victory caused the enemy's morale to collapse, and the deserters took all the horses with them, leaving them with nothing.

Now, after counting the remaining horses, the number will just make up to ten.

With such a small number of horses, it is naturally impossible to form a cavalry team.

but
"Can Lord Su solve the horse problem?"

"Yes."

Su Yao nodded. He looked at the map on the system and had some ideas in his mind.

As they crossed the dike and occupied the watchtower, his map automatically revealed some limited areas around it.

And in the wilderness to the northeast, there was a red dot that caught his attention.

So he immediately pulled up the officer who had just been interrogated, and stood on the sentry tower and scolded him:

"Did you just miss some important information for me?"

"what?!"

"No, no, absolutely not!"

The surrendering officers kowtowed repeatedly in fear.

Su Yao pointed to the northeast:
"You said before that reinforcements should come from the southeast, but when I came to seize this sentry tower just now, I clearly saw deserters running to the northeast. What's there? Tell me the truth!"

The surrendering officer was stunned. He looked towards the vast wilderness in the northeast and replied with a frown:

"A group of nomadic tribes have indeed recently moved in there."

"They look like Wuhuan people. There are only a few hundred of them, but they have a lot of horses. They caused quite a stir a few days ago."

"But without Mo Lizhi's call, no one can recruit them. You don't need to worry about these people attacking you."

"Everything I said was true. I definitely didn't lie!"

"Oh? Wuhuan people?"

Su Yao turned to Song Xian, Hou Cheng and others, his eyes flashing:
"Look, the horse delivery man is here, isn't he?"

"Chief Subudi, something seems to have happened!"

In the Wuhuan camp, facing the hasty report from his trusted subordinates, Subuduo said impatiently:

"What are you yelling about? What are you yelling about?"

"We've all run into this godforsaken place, what else could possibly go wrong?"

After suffering a series of crushing defeats in Liaodong at the hands of Su Yao, Su Budi is now disheartened and has long lost his former ambitions.

He didn't expect that Molizhi of Goguryeo was both greedy and insidious.

Not only did they confiscate more than half of their war horses, they also relocated their own tribe to this remote and desolate northern area.

All the struggle for hegemony and the future have nothing to do with him anymore.

Thinking that he was once a well-known figure in Liaodong but ended up like this, he was filled with anger and had no place to vent it. He could only make a few clay figures in the tent, write the names of Su Yao, Nara Yanshi, Minglin Daye and others on them, and curse them every day, hoping that these enemies would go to hell early.

At this moment, he was casting a spell devoutly, and he became even more upset when he heard his men shouting, unable to restrain himself:
"Could it be that Mo Lizhi has changed his mind and wants to find another place for us to stay?"

"No, that's not the case."

The confidant was stunned for a moment, looking at the leader with a haggard face, who seemed to have aged more than ten years in a short period of time, and reported with his head down:

"There was a beacon fire in the southwest this morning. Didn't we send two people to investigate the situation?"

"As a result, it is already late today and the scouts have not returned yet."

"I am worried that something might happen. I wonder if they have met with an unexpected disaster."

Hearing this, Su Budi frowned, and a sense of foreboding came to him. As the leader of the Wuhuan who had seen countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his vigilance instantly became full, and he jumped up from the ground, ready to send more people.

However, his majesty only lasted for a moment, and then he shook his head like a deflated ball, waved his hand and scolded:

"I told you not to get involved in the affairs of the Goguryeo people."

"I'm afraid they've started a civil strife."

"We are living here as strangers. Any party can come and step on us. We must behave ourselves."

"If it's none of our business, don't meddle in it!"

"Is there civil unrest in Goguryeo?" the confidant asked in disbelief.

"if not?"

Speed ​​does not fall and sneers:
"These northern barbarians were born in the mountains, but they imitate the Han people in every way."

"Not only did they learn how to make a living by farming, but they also learned the bad habits of greed and abuse of power."

"The sudden beacon fire in this far back area, if it's not a civil strife, could it be the Han people attacking us?"

As he said this, Su Budie started laughing, which seemed to be a bit like trying to find joy in suffering.

However, before he finished laughing, a panicked shout suddenly came from outside the tent:
"Han people, the Han people are coming to kill us!"

"Run, run!!!!"

"What, Han Chinese?!"

Su Budi's laughter stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a face full of shock and disbelief.

Are these people outside playing some kind of bullshit joke on him?

This is the northern region of Goguryeo!
Han Chinese? Here???
If this is not a joke, then someone must be trying to get him by pretending to be a Han Chinese.

Thinking of this, he became even more certain:

"If a tiger doesn't show its might, do you think I'm a sick cat?!"

"I want to see where this bastard came from who dares to mess with Tai Sui!"

When Subudi came to his senses, he was furious. He drew his long sword and strode out of the tent. He saw that the camp was in chaos and the tribesmen were panicking and running around like frightened birds.

The air in the camp was filled with fear and anxiety, but when Subu looked around he did not see any enemy cavalry.

Seeing this scene, Su Budie became even more angry, and he immediately shouted loudly:
"Are they all trash?!"

"Don't panic! Stay steady!"

"I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

“There can’t be any Han Chinese here!”

However, the chaos did not subside due to his roar, but seemed to intensify.

Especially in the southwest direction, the crying and shouting there was particularly frightening.

Su Budi immediately jumped on his horse and looked carefully. He saw several red-robed figures galloping towards him between the tents. The bright colors looked particularly dazzling in the setting sun.

"Wha, what?!"

"The Scarlet Knight?!"

“This is impossible!”

Subudi was extremely shocked. He never expected that the Han army that seemed out of reach would actually appear here.

Especially the one in the lead, riding a white horse, wearing a red robe, and holding a sharp spear. It was Su Yao who had chased him all the way from Liaodong to here.

So much so that at this moment, his performance was not even half as good as those frightened tribesmen.

This guy just turned his horse's head and ran away!
This scene fell into Su Yao's eyes, and he immediately shouted:
"Don't leave the trash!"

"Give your grandfather's horse back!"

(End of this chapter)