Seeing this, the general behind Qin Yao was afraid that the prefect would be injured in the riot army, so he hurriedly waved the army and rushed forward, and the two armies fought in the same place.

In the wilderness, there were loud shouts of killing, and two military horses mixed together. The soldiers raised their swords and axes and fought hard, killing blood and corpses piled up into mountains.

Qin Yao raised the steel whip in his hand and fought in the battlefield. He smashed the enemy soldier in front of him to his brain and the blood stained the yellow turban on his head. He raised his head, but saw Guan Gan not far away. The steel fork in his hand had just been pulled out of the chest of one of his subordinates. He couldn't help but be angry, shouted wildly, and rushed forward. The steel whip in his hand swung wildly, smashing countless heads wrapped in yellow turbans along the way.

Seeing that he was fierce and fierce, Guan Gan was frightened and refused to retreat in front of his subordinates, which made him weaker. He sneered, and the bloody steel fork tried hard to pick out a Donglai army soldier, urged his horse to run to Qin Yao, and then pricked him.

Qin Yao raised the steel whip with his right hand and smashed it with a heavy whip. With a trembling sound, he smashed the steel fork aside. He hit the steel whip with his left hand with it and took the front door directly to the dry place.

Guan Gan hurriedly pulled his horse back, raised his steel fork to block the steel whip, and the two of them circled the horse and fought together.

In the wilderness battlefield, soldiers and generals and generals were killed, and blood was splattered everywhere, and the shouts of killing were shaken by the earth. The Yellow Turban Army won because of the large number of people, while the Donglai Army was well-trained. When the two armies fought, it was difficult to decide the outcome, but casualties were increasing rapidly. Soldiers fell down at any time and died tragically on the battlefield.

On the top of a small mountain in the distance, a young general was wearing a battle robe and riding on a tall horse. He looked at the battlefield in the distance indifferently, his face remained unchanged, like a statue. Only the light green battle robe behind him floated backwards under the howling mountain wind blew, making a loud noise.

Beside him, a young general was wearing a helmet and armor, and was guarding aside on a horse. He peeked at him from time to time with big watery eyes. He was full of curiosity and tenderness. He looked pretty and charming, but he was a girl in military uniform.

Under the peak, Zhang Liao and more than 10,000 soldiers were lying in the mountains, looking up at the lord and the lord above, but he was not very anxious. He knew that the lord would lead his army to rush out at the right time, defeat two enemy troops in one fell swoop, and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

At the top of the mountain, Xiaoman stood beside Fengsha on a horse, and was a little chilled by the strong wind blowing towards him. Seeing that he had been looking at him for a long time, he finally couldn't help himself and said softly: "King, aren't we going to fight yet?"

Feng Sha nodded slowly and said in a deep voice: "It's almost time."

He turned his head and shouted to Zhang Liao under the mountain: "Wenyuan, prepare for war!"

Zhang Liao hurriedly agreed and ordered his subordinates to check his military equipment again, and he would follow the king into the battlefield at any time and defeat the enemy.

Feng Sha turned to Xiaoman, with a faint tenderness in his eyes and said calmly: "Don't you feel scared when you see this battlefield where flesh and blood are flying everywhere?"

Xiaoman nodded honestly and admitted, "I'm a little scared."

She looked at Feng Sha with bright big eyes, afraid that he would let her go home, so she hurriedly added: "But when I am with the king, I am not afraid of anything!"

Feng Sha smiled slightly, suddenly fell silent again, pondered for a while, and said lightly: "Xiaoman, are you the princess of Murong, the Xianbei tribe, right?"

Xiaoman was shocked when he heard this. Seeing Fengsha's expression indifferent expression, he couldn't help but be scared to death. He jumped off his horse, knelt down in front of Fengsha's horse, kowtowed and cried, "Master, don't blame me! I didn't mean to hide it from you!"

Feng Sha looked down at the flower-like girl crying in front of the horse, felt pity in her heart, and said warmly: "I didn't blame you. Since you refused to tell me, there are naturally your reasons."

Xiaoman knelt on the ground, crying and said tremblingly: "I am from Xianbei. My father was originally the lord of the Murong tribe and was named "Original". I came from a foreign race and did not dare to be called "Princess". But although I am a Hu girl, I was originally from a famous family on the grassland. When I arrived in the Han area, I became a slave. I was deeply ashamed of myself and did not dare to say my real name to bring shame to the family! When the king asked about it today, Xiaoman did not dare to hide it, but only hoped that the king would pity Xiaoman and not treat him as a barbarian girl!"

Seeing that she was crying pitifully, Feng Sha thought that she was alone, her parents were beheaded by the enemy, and she was captured and sold to a foreign land. She was originally the princess of a tribal, but she was forced to be someone else's maid and dowry concubine. She was naturally ashamed and sad.

Feng Sha couldn't help but feel a little ache. He jumped off his horse, picked her up from the ground, held her in his arms, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her tender face, and said warmly: "Don't cry. Although you are from Xianbei, you are my woman since you follow me. Don't mention the words of "barbarian women"!"

After hearing his thoughtful words, Xiaoman felt that the words were touching his ears and thoughtfulness. He also spoke out his dream in his heart. He couldn't help but burst into tears. His jade arms tightly hugged his tiger body and pressed his face against his chest, crying heartbrokenly.

Feng Sha gently brushed her hair exposed outside her helmet, put her lips to her ear, and whispered: "Do you know who the enemy who killed your parents is? If you see him again, can you recognize him?" He felt a little hatred in his heart, thinking that the man could kill countless innocent people of foreign races and make this cute girl so sad. This person is really hateful.

Xiaoman sobbed and focused his head, and said hatefully: "It was Gongsun Zan, the subordinate of Youzhou governor Liu Yu! I watched him kill my father with his own eyes and took people to chase the troops led by my brother. Although I only looked at him, I would definitely recognize him when I saw him again!"

Feng Sha was slightly stunned. Although he learned from the unruly intelligent brain's spy that Xiaoman was the princess of the Murong tribe of the Xianbei tribe, he could not have expected that her father was actually killed by Gongsun Zan. Gongsun Zan was also a subordinate of the princes who fought against Dong and later rebelled against the Guandong princes. His subordinate Yang Feng died at his hands. Now he occupied counties and counties in Youzhou, and his subordinates had many military troops. His reputation grew, and he could gradually compete with Liu Yu.

Xiaoman knelt down on the ground with a thud, raised his jade face full of tears, and pulled his trembling hands with his trembling hands, begging for mercy: "King, I am always in my life, I am willing to die for the sake of revenge on this family! I met the King today, which is my lifelong blessing. I only hope that the King will be pitiful of my loneliness and avenge this deep hatred for me. I will be loyal to the King in this life and serve the King with all my heart and strength. If the King dislikes me in the future, I will repay the King's great kindness with death!"

Feng Sha pulled her up from the ground, shook her head and said warmly: "Xiaoman, don't say such words. You are my woman, and I will naturally treat you well. As for Gongsun Zan, even if you don't say it, I will not let him go. A general of my subordinates died at his hands. I will sooner or later find him, defeat his army on the battlefield, take his life, and avenge Lord Murong and Yang Feng who died tragically at his hands!"

When Xiaoman saw him shake his head, he was so shocked that his face was pale and his delicate body trembled violently. After hearing what he said, he felt relieved, threw himself into his arms, sobbing, and thanked the king for his promise to her.

Feng Sha looked over her shoulder, looked at the battlefield in the fierce fighting, and whispered: "Xiaoman, do you want to kill Gongsun Zan with your own hands and avenge this bloody sea?"

Xiaoman's gentle body shook in his arms. He raised his head and looked at him in a daze, surprised and happy, unable to speak for a moment.

Feng Sha looked at her beautiful big eyes quietly and said in a deep voice: "Although I am in the Central Plains, I have heard of your father's reputation. It is said that Lord Murong is a famous hero among the Xianbei tribe. You are the daughter of the grassland, skilled in riding and shooting, and your tribe is also a famous brave tribe, and has a great reputation on the grassland. Today I will take you to fight to make you accustomed to the battle formation. In the future, I will lead the army to gallop on the battlefield and cut off Gongsun Zan's head with your own hands to comfort your father's spirit in heaven!"

Xiaoman was surprised and broke free from Fengsha's arms, knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and said in tears: "The king's hard work, I understand it now! The martial arts taught by the king are practiced every day and never dared to slack off. My father once taught me that the riding and shooting skills are no worse than other soldiers! Please rest assured, I will definitely live up to the king's high hopes and will definitely become a female general who can gallop on the battlefield, follow the king to fight and defeat the world. If I can really avenge this family, I, Murong, will definitely be grateful to the king's kindness. If the king has any advice, Murong's ministry will follow!"

Feng Sha picked her up, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her jade face, looked at the battlefield ahead, and said warmly: "Okay, don't cry. Let's go to battle now, Xiaoman, this is your first battle in your life. You must follow me well, don't retreat, in the name of weakening your father's hero!"

Xiaoman focused his head, held his waist tightly with his jade hand, and looked at the fierce battle in the distance, with an excited look on his face, wishing he could rush into the battlefield immediately and let the enemy see the skills of the Murong family women.

Feng Sha turned over the horse, looked back at Xiaoman bit his cherry lips and got on the war horse, then drove down the mountain peak, shouting: "Wenyuan, bring the army and follow me to fight and kill the enemy!"

Zhang Liao was already waiting, and was overjoyed when he heard the sound, and clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Abide by the king's order!"

He turned around, gave a loud order, and rushed out with ten thousand soldiers with Fengsha.

The soldiers were anxiously waiting in the mountains. Seeing that they had the opportunity to move, they remembered that if they could defeat the enemy, they would have many rewards. They couldn't help but be excited, holding their weapons and shouting wildly, and killing towards the enemy in the melee.
Chapter completed!