Just as the dispute between the ministers in Fulousha City ended, Kushan Wang Bo was transferred to issue an order to dispatch troops to the northern border of Kushan. The two thousand vanguard cavalry led by Ma Chao had already broken through the last Kushan camp located at the key point of the western foot of the Pamir Mountains.

The sound of killing in the camp was shocking the sky, and the ears were filled with the clash of weapons and the shrill shouts of soldiers after being shot.

The war horses were flying back and forth in the camp, and the ground with iron hooves trampled on them. Some of the cavalry on the horses rode their guns in their hands and stabbed the semi-fixed tents made of fur and felt, while others threw torches or small gourds filled with naphtha. The small gourds were made very special. After pulling out the plug, oil could flow out from the holes around the gourd.

In less than half an hour, the resistance of the remaining Kushan troops in the camp was completely disintegrated, and hundreds of Kushan soldiers died and fled. The ground was full of corpses and the eyes were filled with fire.

Ma Chao ran back and forth in the camp with his gun. After confirming that the Kushan army was completely defeated, he whispered to the soldiers and generals: "It's still early now, and we need to take advantage of the victory to chase the Kushan soldiers and kill them all!"

The deputy beside him reminded: "General, General Zhang Liao has instructed us to take steps to the enemy territory after entering the enemy territory, and the scouts move forward and move forward carefully. Every time a camp is attacked, we must wait for the main force behind to take over before we can continue to advance."

Ma Chao waved his hand indifferently and said, "The general is outside, and the order is not accepted. Although the commander has such a request, he has also granted some right to adapt to changes and act cheaply. Now, the Kushan army has unexpectedly retreated step by step, and we marched so quickly. According to this trend, we will arrive at the Kush Mountain Pass in Xingdu tomorrow. At our speed, the Kushan army may not have time to react to deploying heavy troops here, and they are occupied by our soldiers from the sky. This easy-to-defense and difficult-to-attack position is very important for us to attack the Kushan hinterland. Once the Kushan has time to deploy heavy troops here, we will have to pay a huge price. So it is worth it for us to take this risk."

The deputy general still advised Ma Chao with a bitter face: "But General, our army has been traveling more than 700 miles in the past five days. Even if the brothers have suffered, the horse will not bear it. If you continue running like this, you may not have reached the Khush Pass in Xingdu. Many of our war horses will be exhausted."

Ma Chao pondered for a moment and ordered: "I will send our military orders to dismount and rest for an hour, and feed all the horse materials we carried and seized from this enemy camp. After an hour, we will set off and must arrive at the mountain pass before sunset today."

An hour later, the rolling cavalry rushed along a mountain road about two battles in the valley. The mountain road meandered westward, forked by a river, one leading to the city of Lan and a pass leading to the Hindu Kush Mountain.

At the pass, there were 3,000 elite Kushan infantrymen stationed in daily life. Moreover, the Kushans built huge and complex fortifications through the mountains. It was through these that the Kushans could not advance southward.

At this time, the Kushan soldiers at the pass were already busy and were making various pre-war preparations. From time to time, scouts came to report to the generals guarding the pass that the advance of Ma Chao's vanguard cavalry had been monitored by them.

"Report! The enemy is still a hundred miles away..."

"Report! The enemy is fifty miles away..."

"Report! Our army's five scouts came close to reconnaissance and were discovered by the enemy. They were outnumbered, four were killed and one was injured. The enemy was still twenty miles away, with a force of about two thousand horses, all of which were cavalry..."

Ma Chao's two thousand iron cavalry finally appeared in the vision of the Kushan generals. In order to be more adaptable to fighting in the Western Regions, Ma Chao's iron cavalry continued the organization and configuration of the Western Qin army, rather than the heavy cavalry and light cavalry unique to the regular army of the Liang army.

Because heavy cavalry needs a baggage behind the hall, the combat radius is limited, and Ma Chao is good at long-distance long-distance raids. The heavy cavalry of Liang State cannot do it. Although the light cavalry of Liang State can run for a long distance, in this mountain ridge, sometimes it may need to dismount and fight in close combat, and sometimes it is necessary to directly launch a frontal charge against the enemy's formation. Obviously, the light cavalry Feiyu is not capable of this.

At this time, two thousand iron cavalry were on the mountain road, with a row of hundreds of people in a row in more than ten rows, completely blocking the entire mountain valley and pressing towards the pass camp of the Kushan Army. In the middle, a general with a white horse and silver spear was full of silver armor. The silver armor on his body was vivid and bright, except for a red tassel on his head, under the sunlight, his whole body was shaking brightly, and even the light could not open his eyes.

This person is naturally Ma Chao. He raised the silver spear in his hand into the air and said, "Sons, kill with me!" The entire cavalry team gradually accelerated from slow to fast, and finally rushed at high speed. The sound effect of the eight thousand iron hooves echoed in the valley, like a tide rushing.

The pass was silent. Ma Chao had not seen the panic scene of the Kushan army that he had seen a few days ago. He was already a little uneasy.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly dimmed. Ma Chao looked up slightly and saw that it was not a dark cloud that was pressing against the top of the sky, but thousands of arrows were rushing towards his military formation. With the sound of arrows breaking through the air and the sound of arrows puffing into the armor, the Liang army riders were kept being shot down and were trampled into flesh mud in a flash.

When the cavalry encounters such intensive shooting, there is no other way, so they can only solve it by accelerating forward. However, now Ma Chao's horse team has not increased the speed, but has slowed down. It turns out that this is a ramp, and Ma Chao's people are also trapped and exhausted due to many days of hard work. The speed cannot be increased.

Ma Chao gritted his teeth and danced the silver spear in his hand into a ball, constantly pushing away the arrows that were shooting at him, but there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him. Some Liang army riders also immediately took out their bows and crossbows and started to fight back, but those Kushan crossbowmen were hiding behind the big rocks in the trench, and the arrows were difficult to hit them.

Ma Chao finally reached a place less than ten battles away from the trench. He shook his spear and gritted his teeth and prepared to kill a Kushan soldier first.

A shout suddenly came from the Kushan army. Then a seven-foot-high "wooden wall" appeared in front of the trench. It was covered with iron nails. Ma Chao shouted in secret that he was not good, and he tried his best to tie the reins. At the same time, he neighed with all his might: "Stop the charge and stop the troops."

Fortunately, like most Liang army soldiers, his horse speed has dropped a lot, and the war horses hit the nail plate just a few feet away. Only one Liang army rider who rushed to the front could not dodge and hit the nail plate, and the people and horses were immediately covered in blood.

Ma Chao turned his horse's head and took the cavalry to the slope, but he heard a sound of Kushan drums. Then there was a rumbling sound from the steep hillsides on both sides. Countless large rocks and giant trees rolled down the hillside. Ma Chao was crying in his heart. Amid the screams and howlings, many Ma Chao's cavalry were crushed into meat sauce and died in this valley.
Chapter completed!