People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 411 Style
The Yellow Turbans who were sent to the grassroots were all veterans who had been in battle for a long time. Although they were only a few in number facing nearly a thousand elite cavalrymen, they would not panic or lose their composure.

Even when faced with Ma Chao's questions, they not only did not answer, but asked questions in return.

"You are soldiers from Xiliang?"

The leading Yellow Turban narrowed his eyes and examined the attire of the cavalrymen in front of him, listened to their accents, and slowly made a judgment.

It's not that the Xuanxia Yellow Turbans haven't fought against the Xiliang soldiers before. Under the wars and annexations in the Central Plains, the armies of the various princes had long been complicated. When the Xuanxia Yellow Turbans fought with them, they had more or less seen the details of the Xiliang soldiers, and now they can tell them apart at a glance.

Ma Chao was not a good-tempered person. On the contrary, he had a very hot temper. If someone ignored him and asked him questions under normal circumstances, he would definitely get angry.

However, it was the calmness of these Yellow Turbans in the face of danger that made him unable to get angry.

Heroes naturally respect each other. If one can remain calm even in the face of death, he is certainly worthy of our special attention.

In response, Ma Chao responded with a cold snort, "It is the Western Liang cavalry, and they are here to attack you Yellow Turbans!"

The hearts of the Yellow Turbans suddenly sank. Although they knew something was wrong when they saw the Yellow Turbans, hearing the definite answer still made them worry about the fate of Bingzhou.

Thanks to the Yellow Turbans' advanced military system, even an ordinary soldier among them has considerable literacy, and they can infer a lot of things based on the information in front of them.

Xiliang's sudden participation in the war was indeed unexpected. Since they have joined the game, they will definitely not only have the current number of troops.

What is even more terrifying is that such a sudden attack was obviously not a spur-of-the-moment attack. Since it was premeditated and planned, could such a pre-planned war be just an invasion operation by the Xiliang soldiers?
Although several Yellow Turbans were already doomed to die, they were now more worried about Xuan Xia's situation in Bingzhou.

"You should worry about yourselves first." Ma Chao shook the heavy iron spear in his hand and pointed it at the faces of the men: "I respect you as heroes. I will give you a way out. As long as you surrender, you can live!"

Upon hearing this, several Yellow Turbans looked at each other and smiled, but did not respond.

Ma Chao frowned: "Are you willing to surrender?"

The Yellow Turbans looked calm and proud, "Stop talking nonsense and start fighting!"

With a swish, several Yellow Turbans raised the hoes in their hands, determined to die here.

Ma Chao's expression turned cold. Since he was seeking death, he couldn't blame anyone else. If you want to end your life as a warrior, I will grant your wish!
"Listen to my orders!" Ma Chao raised his spear high and shouted, "All troops, attack!"

All of a sudden, a huge voice rang out. Facing these upright men in front of him, Ma Chao gave them the highest honor, which was to fight them with the full strength of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.

Although the Yellow Turbans were determined to fight to the death, they were just like duckweed in the water and were soon overturned by the waves.

When Ma Chao finished his charge, his spear was already stained with scarlet blood. He pulled his horse and turned around to look, and saw several Yellow Turbans lying on the ground in a pool of blood, but he quickly looked away.

In the warm pool of blood, the divine light in the yellow scarf's eyes slowly faded, and the vitality was rapidly fading away. They knew that they were going to die, and at the last moment of their lives, the only thought in their minds was a flag.

In a trance, they seemed to see the scene of many Yellow Turban brothers completely liberating this land of China, and then gathering together to raise the yellow flag high.
Although I believe that day will come, I can't see it, I am so unwilling.
When this thought flashed through his mind for the last time, the bitter smile on Huangjin's face froze completely, and the blood in his body gradually cooled down.

"Immediately sweep the nearby villages, use all the money, food and supplies for military use, and do not kill innocent people!"

Ma Chao gave the order in a cold voice and did not impose any further restrictions on the soldiers. His only requirement was not to kill indiscriminately. After all, he was not a bloodthirsty pervert.

As for whether the soldiers would do something else besides killing people, that was not something he would interfere with.

Liangzhou has always been a place of fierce warfare. The Western Liang soldiers who came out of here have always been known for their bravery. Military discipline is not something they pay attention to. This can be seen from the Western Liang soldiers commanded by Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu. They treat the people like tigers and wolves treat cattle and sheep.

This is actually not the first place that Ma Chao raided when he entered Bingzhou. What is happening now is just normal.

What surprised Ma Chao was that Xuanxia was indeed richer than he had imagined. Even from ordinary villages, he could seize a large number of oxen, grains, iron tools and other supplies.

Even such an ordinary small village had a rich harvest. Ma Chao dared not imagine what it would be like if he captured a few county towns.

Xuanxia is really rich. Bingzhou has only been in Xuanxia's hands for a few years, but now it has become prosperous from a once barren land. It is hard to imagine how rich Youzhou and Jizhou, the core areas of Xuanxia, ​​are.

Of course, Xuanxia’s land is indeed greedy, but Xuanxia’s soldiers should not be underestimated. At least Ma Chao takes them seriously enough.

Among the Yellow Turbans we met along the way, although there were some who were afraid of death and surrendered, they were only a very small minority. In the vast majority of cases, these guys were iron-blooded men who were ready to die. If the Yellow Turbans were full of such soldiers, even a top general like Ma Chao would inevitably feel nervous.

Soon, Ma Chao's thoughts were interrupted by the shouts of the villagers. There were sounds of cursing, begging for mercy, fear, etc. One could imagine what was happening inside. It was definitely not a moral scene.

Ma Chao did not interfere in this matter. Even he could not overly restrict the soldiers on such matters, otherwise it would surely cause resentment.

Of course, he actually had no idea of ​​blocking or restraining anything. Xiliang's style had always been like this, and there was nothing to change.

"Where is the place ahead?" Ma Chao turned a deaf ear to the shouting and just asked about the military situation in a cold voice.

The clerk beside him immediately responded: "Your Excellency the Major General, we should be in Gaonu County in less than a hundred miles."

Ma Chao's eyes suddenly lit up. How could just eating some villages satisfy his appetite? He also needed to conquer the city. Although the latter might not be so easy, it was exciting precisely because of this.

"Let the soldiers move faster. We should quickly join the main army and then attack Gaonu!"

(End of this chapter)