The leader of the Changlu tribe, Queju, had a famous nickname in the Xianbei area: Changlu Pig. It was not that he was fat, but that his personality was as fierce as a wild boar.

Now he was sitting opposite Ke, smiling fiercely. Ke was defeated, and he was very miserable. He was once a famous general of the Xianbei Kingdom and had made great contributions to the unification of the Xianbei Kingdom. But the most failed thing in his life was to betray Murong Feng for his power and status. He could betray anyone, but he could not betray the god of war in the minds of the Xianbei people. He was ridiculed by the entire Xianbei tribe. He Lian fulfilled his promise and made him one of the only three ranks of officials in the country, the Xianbei people in the central part of the Xianbei. But since then, the rebellious tribes of the central part of the Xianbei have the largest number, accounting for more than half of the entire central part of the tribe.

Now he was finally punished by Murong Feng. Although the Tiger Tribe is a large tribe among the Xianbei tribe in the central part of the country, it only has 10,000 soldiers. Now Murong Feng has annihilated 8,000. The position of Xianbei in the central part of the country can not be achieved for a few days, but the most important thing is to protect tens of thousands of young and young and women of the Tiger Tribe. Once Murong Feng eliminates the Tiger Tribe, all the survivors will be slaves who defeat the tribe, and all tribal property will be divided up. The Tiger Tribe will disappear from the Xianbei territory from then on.

Ke was most asking Queju to extend a helping hand. Queju certainly agreed that they were relatives. But brothers, they should settle accounts clearly and pay well. The reward was very expensive, and Ke was the most unacceptable. He shouted to Queju's ugly face, "The people of our Tiger Tribe would rather die than accept your false intentions."

Que Ju laughed proudly, but then the smile froze on his face. Because there was a shrill sound of alarming alarms and horns sounded suddenly over the sky of Jutun. Ke couldn't help but shivered when he heard this sound.

Que Ju looked at Ke Ji coldly, "Do you want to take revenge? Murong Feng is here."

Iron Wolf Gongsun Hu Duan Song and the other two rode horses and stood on the grass outside Jutun.

Jutun is a small plain. There were more than a dozen residents of the Tiger Tribe, but now they have fled elsewhere. Behind the small plain is a small hill. But when you look in, it is thirty or forty meters high and two or three miles in a radius. Queju sets the camp at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, pairs of neat cavalry ran out from the camp one after another, forming formations on the plain. Various sounds of ox horns sounded from all corners of the camp, indicating that the head of the army was frequently mobilizing the army and issuing instructions one after another.

"Iron Wolf, how do we attack?" Gongsun Hu turned his head and looked at Iron Wolf and asked.

"We cannot attack too early to avoid greater losses from ourselves. We cannot be too late. We must disrupt the opponent's formation so that the commander's cavalry can defeat them more easily. So... "The iron wolf looked up at the sun in the sky, "Let's rest first."

"The Grand Marshal said that they arrived at about one pm and did not say when they were late. What if they ran in one breath and we had not attacked yet?" Gongsun Hu said hesitantly.

Tielang ignored him and drove away on his own.

"The Grand Marshal said, let's listen to Tielang, we will listen to him." Duan Song smiled from the side.

Gongsun Hu made a face at the back of the iron wolf, "This kid has been a slave for several years, but his temper is still not good." Then he said to Duan Song, "You don't know that he either scolded or beat the leopard, he was simply a thug, nowhere is he like a commander."

At noon, Murong Feng ordered the large army to rest in Yanwei Valley. The soldiers dismounted, each looking for places to eat, drink water, and feed the horses. They were orderly and busy without chaos. The reconnaissance and scouts rushed back and forth. There was no other sound in the entire Yanwei Valley except for the occasional neighing of war horses and the sound of weapons colliding when soldiers walked.

The atmosphere above Jutun is very tense. The nameless birds flying through the air from time to time have no feeling, and are still soaring freely in the air, chirping happily in their mouths, and their friends are entangled with each other, chasing each other and playing. In the dense grass, insects are jumping and passing through. Several colorful butterflies flapping their colorful wings, light and flowing, stopping on the tip of the green grass.

A big horse's mouth suddenly broke into the world of this group of colorful butterflies. The colorful butterflies flew away in panic. The grass was then caught in the horse's mouth.

Iron Wolf rode on the horse, pointing to the enemy formation four hundred steps away, Duan Song said to Gongsun Hu: "I can't tell that Queju has a few more hands. This deep defense formation looks slightly weak in the middle, but in fact it has a great rebound force. The two wings are well protected, can defend or attack. When the two armies have equal strength, this kind of attrition war is really huge."

Gongsun Hu said to Tielang, "I don't know if Queju hides the main force on the left or right wing. Why not first lead a thousand-man unit to assault and kill to the center of Queju's army. If he launches a strong rebound, the main force must participate. After confirming, take the main force to attack it."

"There is only this method. Without finding the main force of Queju and entangling it, the general's plan of annihilation cannot be guaranteed. Lord Duan led a thousand reserve teams to harbor the formation. After finding out who moved to the central army on the left and right wings of the enemy first, he immediately told me. Then I led my troops to attack the main force of the enemy. You lead the troops to insert along the left and right sides of Gongsun Hu, and continue to attack the central army and block the enemy's auxiliary flanks. Do you understand?"

Duan Song nodded. The three of them ran to the troops that were already lined up in order and ready to attack.

"Old Wolf, are the captive soldiers of the Thousand Tiger Tribes you brought in placed in the assault team or in the stormtrooper team?"

"Of course, it was in the stormtroopers. They used to be people from small tribes, and after being destroyed by Keshu, they became slave soldiers. Speaking of which, Queju had a deep revenge on blood. It was too late to give them this opportunity to avenge them. It turned out that they were soldiers from the Tiger Tribe, and I asked Yu Bang to take them away."

"Elf ghost." Gongsun Hu praised with a smile.

Seeing the fiery red eagle on the opposite side, several fast horses ran out one after another to the left and right behind the team. Ke Ji raised his hand to signal Que Ju, and sounded the ox horn that was ready to fight.

Queju is very pitiful compared to Ke Zui. However, lack of experience in the battle does not mean that he cannot fight and will not use his advantages to win the battle. Ke Zui was defeated and fled to the Queju camp alone, so Queju warmly received and comforted him in every way. He needed Ke Zui's combat experience, and also needed Ke Zui's tribe. Ke Zui had no face to go home, so he had to fight. If he helped Queju defeat Murong Feng, he would have some credit. If the king was kind, he might not be able to keep the Tiger Tribe's hometown as a place to live.

It has been two hours since the soldiers of the Changlu tribe drove to the battlefield at noon. In the September sunshine, the soldiers were sweating profusely, and they were cursing the leader viciously. But no one dared to move. Murong Feng's attack made Ke remember the military discipline the most unforgettable. Without strict military discipline, the only thing waiting for the soldiers was death. Several soldiers tried to offend them. As a result, they were killed by Ke Ji as soon as they got off the horse.

No one is allowed to move.

Hearing the sound of the enemy's trumpet, the soldiers' long-suppressed suffocation finally erupted.

"Huho...,Huho...,Huho..."

It was like a burst of thunder, hitting heavily on the empty field. The war horses under the soldiers who were roaring and roaring, or shaking their heads. The birds flying in the air were frightened and flew around, without a trace in a blink of an eye.

The Iron Wolf seemed to have not heard the roar of the soldiers of the Changlu Tribe, and was still deploying the army step by step. The soldiers gradually arranged their formation according to the arrangement of the horn. Gongsun Hu led a thousand of the most powerful soldiers to rank at the forefront. The Iron Wolf was in the middle. Duan Song took Murong Feng's banner and suppressed the situation with the one thousand soldiers.

The sound of the horn of advance finally sounded in anticipation. Murong Feng's army began to move slowly, and the speed was gradually accelerating, and the sound of horse hooves gradually became dense.

Ke Zui quickly conveyed the instructions. The messenger scattered like a bird in a cage suddenly opened the window. The horn soldier who followed Ke Zui immediately blew out the latest instructions one after another.

"The spearman stepped forward and prepared to intercept."

"The archer is in the center and ready to shoot."

"Order the Iron Cavalry of the Central Army to prepare for the attack."

"Order the left and right wings to prepare to cover the central army with bows and arrows."

The Changlu tribe army began to make tense and orderly adjustments under the command of the horn.

The two sides were three hundred steps away (about 420 meters now). Duan Song's rear army stopped advancing.

The iron wolf raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Geese line up. Accelerate the advance!" The excited and loud horn sounded extremely prominent in the dense sound of horse hooves.

The speed of the war horses galloped suddenly increased. The dense sound of horse hooves immediately turned into roars, and then it shook the entire battlefield like thunder.

The huge team of 4,000 people suddenly changed from Gongsun Hu to the head of the goose, and the adult line quickly changed into a formation while running at high speed. The head of the goose became longer and sharper. From a distance, it looked like a sharp sword with murderous aura, which was about to eat at any time. However, the thick bottom was like a hammer head. It felt like when someone picked up the hammer handle, he would roar down like a tiger down the mountain, smashing anything.

Ke Zui looked painful on his face as if he was stabbed by this sharp sword.

He originally thought Murong Feng would use a thousand troops to conduct tentative attacks, so he only ordered the central army to push forward with all his strength. Now it seems that he was wrong again. Murong Feng's four thousand troops pressed up together. Murong Feng's geese formation was specially used to tear open the enemy's defense line. Its geese head would penetrate into the heart of the enemy inch like a mortise until the enemy collapsed.

He pulled out the battle knife with all his strength and shouted: "The left wing moves closer to the central army, covers the right wing, and attacks at full speed!"

He kicked the horse hard and the horse was hurt and shot out like an arrow. One thousand people in the middle army immediately wrapped him into the team and drowned in the torrent like an angry tide.

Queju stood on the hill and looked down at the entire battlefield. Seeing Ke taking the lead in killing out regardless of his life, he couldn't help but sigh regretfully and said to a thin man standing beside him: "Ke is the craziest."
Chapter completed!