Chapter 833: Marching to war, and bringing a wife along?

Hearing that the Liangzhou troops had arrived at Wuji County, Zhen Jian was immediately so excited that he wanted to head to the south of the city.

However, before Zhen Jian could even descend from the city wall, a thunderous sound of hooves erupted in the distance.

Instantly, the gaze of every soldier on the city wall turned toward the direction from which the hoofbeats originated.

Within their line of sight, a team of black cavalry, resembling a long dragon, was charging rapidly toward the Huang Jin rebels outside the north gate of Wuji County, kicking up a sky-filling cloud of yellow dust behind them.

Deng Mao, who had been challenging the city from outside and demanding the gates be opened for surrender, also spotted this cavalry unit.

What was going on?

Deng Mao widened his eyes, staring at the distant Liangzhou cavalry.

Under the fiery red sunset, their black armor and sharp spears shimmered with a chilling, cold light.

Tall horses, bright armor, and banners filling the sky.

Deng Mao was no fool; he could tell at a glance that this was absolutely an elite cavalry unit tempered by a hundred battles.

Seeing the cavalry charging rapidly toward him, Deng Mao didn't have a single thought of staying.

He immediately shook the reins in his hands, turned his horse around, and fled toward the rear.

The deputy general beside him hadn't even reacted yet.

"Commander, Commander, where are we going?" the deputy general shouted loudly at Deng Mao.

Where to?

Deng Mao looked back at his subordinate deputy general as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Run! If we don't run, are we just going to wait here to die?"

Deng Mao said this while increasing his horse's speed.

What a joke.

He had come here to be a vanguard, not to be the first to die.

Any Han army capable of fielding cavalry of this scale was definitely the elite of the elite.

Deng Mao was from Youzhou, so he had naturally seen plenty of cavalry.

But armored cavalry—cavalry where even the warhorses were armored—this was his first time seeing such a thing.

With the few thousand ragtag soldiers he had in his hands, and the hundred or so who could barely be called cavalry, he wanted to hold them off?

If that wasn't suicide, what was?

So, run.

Run quickly.

Running slowly wouldn't do.

With the main commander having fled, the remaining Huang Jin soldiers didn't even need to be mentioned.

They took to their heels, following in Deng Mao's footsteps, howling and yelping as they sprinted away.

Those with mounts were fine, but those foot soldiers without mounts who were holding battle flags even threw away the banners in their hands.

Duan Yu, positioned at the very front of the Flying Bear Cavalry, saw the fleeing Huang Jin soldiers and smiled as he raised his hand.

The Flying Bear Cavalry behind him gradually slowed their pace.

"This guy is actually quite smart; he runs pretty fast," Duan Yu said while slowing his horse.

Hua Xiong, following at Duan Yu's side, also chuckled. ===== CHAPTER 835 =====