Murong Ji was like crazy, and the sound of wind and thunder was hidden in the waving of the sword, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

The lazi's spear suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and its momentum was like an arrow that penetrated a stone, stabbed Murong Ji's waist with a speed that was not thoughtful. Murong Ji was concentrating on his mind and was using all his strength to resolve the three battle knives that were coming towards him. He was completely unpredictable and a simple and unpretentious iron spear quietly attacked.

Murong Ji blocked a knife, flashed a knife, and chopped off his head with another knife, like lightning, slashing a Han army off the horse. At this moment, the spear stabbed into Murong Ji's waist.

Murong Ji's excited roar immediately turned into a howl like a beast.

The two Han soldiers around him took advantage of his distraction and both swords were coming out, and at the same time inserted into Murong Ji's chest. Blood spurted out.

Murong Ji's scream stopped abruptly. He opened his unbelievable eyes wide, looked at the long sword on his chest, and died of anger.

Before the two soldiers could make further moves, Murong Ji's guards had already rushed over. The swords were flying and the roars were thunderous. The two were immediately divided into corpses by random swords, and even the horses sitting down were implicated and died of misfortune. Then Zheng Xin and Xiaolan led more people to pounce on Murong Ji's guards and killed them all.

The jade iron halberd pierced into the enemy's back fiercely. Before he could pull out his weapon, a cold arrow suddenly appeared in front of him. The jade roared, threw away the halberd, kicked his legs hard towards the horse's belly, and rolled down from the butt of the war horse. Several enemy soldiers surrounding the neighbor rushed over like wolves and tigers, and the sword aimed at the jade that was still rolling on the ground from all directions and chopped off the head and face.

The cavalry following closely behind had no time to react, and the war horses leaped past the body of the jade.

Yan Wuwei saw that Yushi was in danger and was anxious. He was eager to save people. He immediately used his skillful riding skills, and forced his horse to leap while galloping at high speed, directly hitting the enemy surrounding him.

The jade was in a mess and his helmet fell off. He rolled and crawled up and pulled out his battle knife.

Yan Wuwei's war horse slammed the two of them fiercely, and then the war horse's tall body lost its balance and fell to the ground with a slanting flew. Yan Wuwei on the horse's back jumped up quickly and escaped the fate of being overwhelmed by the war horse, but then he fell into the siege of the enemy.

Jade and other soldiers arrived almost at the same time.

Murong Invaded led the soldiers to fight to the death. After resisting the first round of sharp attacks of the Han Iron Cavalry, the soldiers surrounding him were basically killed. Those who were not dead were also covered with scars and could not fight again. The flesh and blood body had no way to resist the Han Iron Cavalry that rushed towards him like a flood.

"Retreat...retreat quickly..." Murong Weng shouted loudly and ran towards the depths of the plains first. Behind him, more than a dozen Xianbei soldiers who escaped and rushed fell on their horses and tried their best to catch up.

Hu Zi and his men quickly turned their horses' heads and howled like crazy bison, chasing them relentlessly.

A group of people suddenly rushed out of the diagonal thorn and shot at Murong Wen and his group of deserters, blocking them firmly. Murong Wen was panicked and in desperation, he stabbed the horse's back hips, trying to force out of the Han army to block the Han army by relying on the extremely painful war horse. A Han cavalry was racing at high speed and was hit by a horse with his horse. The man flew into the air and shot out like a stone. The horse fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Murong Gu's war horse was also hit and bloody and neighed in pain, but this increased its madness. Its huge body stagnated slightly, and then jumped up again.

The wooden stake roared angrily. He almost lost his mind and rolled down from the running horse. He trembled his hand at Murong Gu's mount and threw out the axe in his hand. The shaking axe was swirling and flying rapidly in the air, drawing a strange arc. The sensational roar was drowned in the huge and noisy killing sound on the battlefield, and no one noticed its existence.

It was like a bloodthirsty ghost, suddenly showing a ferocious face, ruthlessly stroked the right hind leg of the war horse, and instantly slashed off a strong horse's leg.

Murong Gu's war horse immediately lost its balance, and his body jumped up into the air accompanied by a painful neighing, and fell heavily to the ground. Murong Gu grabbed the reins of the horse tightly and hugged the horse's neck. Although he did not fly out of the war horse, he was pressed tightly under the horse's belly and could not move at all.

The beard flew towards him, and the blood-stained sword slashed head-on.

Murong Gu had nowhere to hide, and watched the sword run towards him. Before he could even scream, a head left his neck and flew into the air with a bunch of blood.

Li Hong led hundreds of cavalry soldiers to attack the barrel formation formed by the enemy in turn. The two sides were concentrated in a small space, fighting each other with their lives, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

After suffering the initial violent attack from the Han cavalry, the Xianbei people suffered heavy losses. The soldiers were already broken and their morale was gone. They all had no intention of fighting and just wanted to escape from this bloody battlefield as soon as possible. As the main general died one after another, the Xianbei army without the command of the main general was like a pile of loose sand. After a short and hopeless resistance, the soldiers were immediately surrounded by the fierce Han army. The Han soldiers took advantage of their absolute advantage in numbers to divide and encircle and annihilate the Xianbei people.

On the battlefield, the sound of fighting gradually became sparse.

Li Hong knelt on the ground and looked at Zhao Wen's blood-free face. He felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart, so painful that he could not suppress his tears. He suddenly burst into tears.

He didn't know why he wanted to fight this battle, and what was the purpose of this battle? The Xianbei people had already begun to evacuate and had completed their mission, so why did he still fight this battle? Without this battle, Zhao Wen, who lived together every day like brothers, and many familiar soldiers, how could he die here and in this dark night?

He couldn't help but hate himself.

If they hadn't been themselves, these people might not have died here.

The night gradually opened and dawn quietly arrived.

The remains of the soldiers on the battlefield have been buried, and some of the easily carried spoils seized were tied to the Xianbei war horses. The troops hurriedly set off on the road amid the sound of retreating horns and rushed to the mountain pass.

During the Luting ambush, the Han army lost nearly 400 people, and the army was killed by Zhao Wen. The Xianbei army was wiped out, and 1,300 people were killed in battle. Only a small number of soldiers fled into the nearby mountains and forests, and Murong Ji and Murong In were all killed.

Li Hong's troops were stationed on the south bank of the mountain pass, and the troops were resting.

On the third day after Xiong Ba evacuated Changqing Siege, Xian Yufu rushed to Li Hong's army with Liu Yu's instructions.

"Sir, order you to rush to Juyong in Shanggu County immediately."

Li Hong and his subordinates were speechless for a moment, and they fell into silence in the big tent.

"Our army has fought in a row, and the troops have suffered a lot, and the soldiers are exhausted and need to rest in urgent need of rest. Is it too hasty to go to Juyong at this time?" Li Song saw Li Hong looking at the map on the desk without saying a word for a long time. He knew that he was in a difficult position, so he hurriedly said to Xian Yufu.

"Mr. Xianyu, we killed and injured thousands of people in the battles of Pishishan and Luting, and the troops were greatly injured. Now let us hurry to Juyong. Isn't it a bit difficult?" Junhou Wu Zhao said dissatisfied.

"We are fighting with the Xianbei people here, and people are bleeding. You are resting in Yuyang City, and they are delicious and delicious. The situation in Juyong is tense now. If you don't go, you will let us go. What's the bullshit reason?" Yan Wuwei said indignantly.

"Does our adults look young, have poor background, and have little qualifications, and deliberately bully us?" Beard looked at Xian Yufu coldly, and said in a provocative tone.

"Master Wei, where did you start? Now that the Hu people invaded, the situation in Youzhou is in critical condition. Everyone is doing their best for the safety of the Han Dynasty. How can we ignore the national interests for our own selfish interests?Master Wei misunderstood what Lord Liu means."

"Did you see that we were all horse thieves in the past and deliberately made excuses to destroy us?" The wooden stake that had been promoted to a fake military waiter suddenly shouted.

Xian Yufu shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "You are all soldiers from the Han Dynasty, and they all died in blood and sacrificed to defend their country. Who will care about your origins at this time? What you lack the most now is soldiers. Lord Liu admires and appreciates you for being able to take the initiative to join the army to fight against the barbarians when the Han Dynasty encounters a crisis. Don't misunderstand."

"Look at Yuyang now. Who else can support Juyong City besides you? In Yuyang City, Lord Tian Kai's troops and the reinforcements brought by Lord Liu from Zhuo County were only more than 1,000 people left, and there were hundreds of Lord Yan Rou. There were not enough people to guard Yuyang, so let alone support others."

"But together with Lord Dou and Lord Zhang's troops, only less than 2,000 people were left to continue fighting, and the troops' supplies had been used up. Many of the seized war horses now rely on eating weeds to survive. In this way, how can we fight? Before Juyong has arrived, the troops will probably disperse." Tian Zhong said slowly.

"Before leaving, Lord Liu had already said that the infantry in Guangyang County, Lucheng and Yongnu were under the control of Lord Li. If you seized thousands of war horses, you can immediately turn the infantry into cavalry, and your strength should increase. As for supplies, I will immediately return to Yuyang and raise it for you."

"Zimin, what do you say?" Xian Yufu asked.

Li Hong took his eyes off the map and said with a smile: "Everyone works hard, and the troops are really exhausted. Like them, I firmly disagree with Juyong."

Xian Yufu's face darkened, and several subordinates who disagreed with Hu Zi and Wooden Zhuang immediately became happy. Although Yu Shi and Zheng Xin felt that it was not good to disobey Lord Liu's instructions, they could not think of a better way. There was no food for both people and horses, so what kind of battle could they fight?

Li Hong looked at Hu Zi and the others and continued, "What are you willing to sacrifice everything, including your own life, to come here? Lord Tian Jing, Lord Zhao Wen, why do many of our brothers and friends die for? Is it for money, for revenge, or for being a Han Chinese, and not wanting that your country and people to be humiliated and ravaged by foreign tribes?"

Everyone said nothing and looked at Li Hong.

"If you come for the last reason, you should give up all your selfish interests, any complaints, and all your dissatisfaction. Because tomorrow we may die in the battlefield. We will leave this world peacefully like all our dead comrades. Before we die, we know that we were dying for the Han Kingdom, and we died with the right amount, without complaints or regrets. So what should we fight for when we are alive?"

"Because we die, we are fearless."

Li Hong said lightly, feeling calm.

His subordinates sat blankly, each silent, chewing Li Hong's words in their hearts.

"Let's go to Zhuolu."

Xian Yufu raised his head in surprise and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Li Hong showed a sad look on his face and smiled bitterly, "Do you know why Zhao Junhou died in Luting?"

Everyone opened their eyes wide, looked at Li Hong with great confusion, waiting for him to continue talking.

Li Hong slowly stroked the map on the table table and said slowly: "Looking back now, even if we don't fight in Luting, there will be no overall situation. Xiong Ba has already begun to evacuate, and his troops have no food, so they can only rely on killing horses to maintain it. So why do we still rush to Murong Ji without hesitation?"

"Because we are great Han people, we will never allow any enemy to trample on every inch of our great Han country."

Li Hong looked at his subordinates in the tent with a firm expression and said firmly: "No way to allow it."

"Zhao Junhou died to defend the Han Kingdom."

"The enemy is still showing off our power in our territory, attacking our cities, and harming our people. We will never give up until we withdraw our bottom and drive them away."

"The Xiguan in Juyong City is located between two mountains, easy to defend and difficult to attack. According to the latest news analysis, there are only more than 10,000 people from the Wuhuan people, while there are more than 3,000 defenders in Juyong City. It is impossible to succeed if more than 10,000 people attack Xiguan."

"Tituo is a feint attack. The enemy's main attack direction should be Zhuolu. Once the Tuoba tribe's troops take Zhuolu, they can expand their space in Shanggu County, gradually erode large areas of water and grass in Dai County and Shanggu County, squeeze the Wuwan people to further migrate south, and force the Han people to live a narrower living space."

"Murong Feng has Murong Feng's considerations, Tuoba Feng has Tuoba Feng's plan, and the two major forces of the Xianbei Kingdom are fighting openly and secretly, and they all want to invade the land of the Han Kingdom. Now it seems that the Yuyang battlefield and the Shanggu battlefield seem to be closely connected, but in fact they each have their own ulterior motives and have no possibility of joining forces at all. Especially now Murong Feng's troops have withdrawn from Guangping, and it is impossible for them to continue attacking Yuyang. After Tuoba Feng gets this news, his plan will definitely change. There will be a bloody battle in Zhuolu soon."

"So Juyong, who seems very critical now, is actually as solid as a rock. On the contrary, Zhuolu, which is still maintaining the situation for the time being, implies a huge crisis."

"Woo...woo..."

The dense and rapid sound of the horn suddenly soared into the sky.

Li Hong and the people in the tent changed drastically, and they almost flew up and rushed out of the tent.
Chapter completed!