It was about to pass the Si hour, and the last tribe walked into the camp draggingly.

"It's the Murong tribe!" The face of Qujin Tulu became ugly. The Murong tribe was one of the top major tribes in the tribe alliance. He later defected to Ye Zhao, but the population of the tribe was 20,000. This time, the Murong tribe brought by the troops alone was 8,000, which was the main force in this battle.

He looked at Xu Rong with some pleading. If the people from the Murong tribe were killed, it would definitely be a huge loss for this temporarily pieced together coalition.

"Take it!" Xu Rong smiled on his face. The last one must be the one who relied on the most, and he was the one who did not take him seriously. The Murong tribe, Xu Rong remembered that in the war yesterday, many tribes were directly crippled, but the people of the Murong tribe were not damaged at all. I am afraid that they also had the mentality of gaining profits. Such people are really the best example to establish their authority.

"Here!" Wei Yan and Zhang Xiu shouted loudly when he heard this, and stepped forward.

The leader of the Murong tribe, Murong Tungji, seemed to be prepared. When he saw the Han army take action, he shouted loudly. The warriors of the clan around him rushed up instantly and stopped Wei Yan and Zhang Xiu.

"General Xu, what's the point?" Murong Fuji bowed to Xu Rongyaoyao and said, "Is there anything I offended?"

"I said yesterday that if you have not arrived today, you will be killed without mercy!" Xu Rong looked down at Murong Tung and said, "Are you there at that time?"

"Here." Murong Tung sneered: "But I slept late last night and got up late today."

"There are only military laws in the army, and no reason!" Xu Rong said calmly: "Since you know that there is such a regulation, you are still one hour late, and you will miss the military opportunity and you should receive the punishment."

"What if I don't get it?" Murong Tung sneered.

"I'm afraid you can't help today! Wei Yan and Zhang Xiu, don't take action!" Xu Rong snorted coldly and shouted suddenly.

"Kill!" Wei Yan and Zhang Xiu's expression turned cold and he shouted at the same time.

"Swish swish swish swish~" A row of crossbowmen quickly took out the crossbow bows and shot at the Xianbei soldiers guarding Murong Tung Ji. Dozens of warriors from the Murong tribe fell to the ground in an instant.

"You really dare to do it!" Murong Fuji was furious when he saw this. Before he could order a counterattack, he suddenly felt a darkness on his head. Looking up, what caught his eyes was dense clusters of arrows falling down. Without time to talk nonsense, Murong Fuji directly picked up a guard and blocked his head.

"Puff puff puff puff puff~"

The sound of a dense sharp blade entering the flesh was trembling violently by Murong Fuji's body, which was held above his head. More than a dozen cold arrows penetrated his body and emerged from his body. The closest one was only three inches from Murong Fuji's nose. The hot blood dripped along the cold arrowhead on his face.

Murong Tung Ji's expression became ferocious, and he threw away the warrior. His tiger eyes looked at the Xianbei people around him and said sternly: "You actually helped the Han people slaughter the same tribe!"

"Military orders are like a mountain, Brother Murong, you accept your fate!" Qi Jin Tulu said with an ugly expression.

"You..." Murong Tun was furious and wanted to say something else. The screams from behind came, but Wei Yan and Zhang Xiu each brought a group of troops behind him. The Han army was well-equipped and brave in killing. These unprepared warriors of the Murong tribe did not expect that they would really take action. They were caught off guard and cried and shouted at their parents, and ran away in all directions.

"Xu Rong, don't bully people too much!" Murong Tung looked at Xu Rong angrily and roared: "I'm just late, why do you kill all the soldiers of our troops?"

"If you have words first, how can you deceive others?" Xu Rong said calmly.

"you……"

"What do you mean? Kneel and say it!" A cold voice sounded behind him, but Wei Yan had already killed him back and forth in his army, and came directly behind him with a knife, picked him up, and then threw him to the ground.

The battle did not last long. Seeing that Murong Tungji had been captured, and the fight was also "his own people", they did not have much intention of fighting, so they knelt on the ground to surrender.

Xu Rong didn't say much, and asked someone to tie these remnants together with Murong Tungji and set up the barracks in front of the camp.

Xu Rong did not ask the Han army to execute the execution, but asked the Guijin tribe and the Kezui tribe to send people to execute the execution. Although the Guijin Tulu and others were unwilling to do so, they were frightened by the power of the Han army. In addition to this matter, in theory, Xu Rong did nothing wrong and could only grit his teeth and send someone to execute the execution.

"At this moment, haven't you understood it yet? These Han people didn't take our lives seriously. If you kill me today, how can you know if he will use the same method to deal with you tomorrow?" Seeing that Xu Rong was serious, Murong Tungji finally became anxious. If these eight thousand soldiers were gone, the Murong tribe would basically die in name only.

No one refuted, but no one responded to him. Murong Tung saw that he could not incite the morale of the army, so he looked at Xu Rong again and gritted his teeth and said, "General Xu, Murong Tung Tung admits to the fall, and wants to kill and cut them, all of them are obedient. But my tribe was late because of me. I hope General Xu will let my tribe go and let my Murong Tribe go and let my tribe go."

"Execution!" Xu Rong didn't say anything, but just said coldly.

"Puff puff puff puff puff~"

As the heads fell to the ground, Murong Fuji's face suddenly turned pale. He struggled angrily to stand up, but was kicked over by the Xianbei warrior behind him and raised the sword in his hand.

"Xu Rong, you must die a bad death!" Murong Tung looked up at Xu Rong with great difficulty and roared angrily. The next moment, the high-rise sword brought out a snow-colored cold light, and the big bunch of blood splashed out.

The blood stained the earth red, and the disgusting smell filled the entire camp.

Whether it is the Xianbei leader or the Xianbei soldiers, their mentality has changed a little at this moment. The vain eyes have increased a lot of awe and a hint of hatred.

Xu Rong took a deep breath and looked at everyone and said, "Cleaning the site, burying the corpse, and killing the Murong tribe is not tolerated by military law. This general has no personal grudges with the Murong head man, but all the warriors in the Murong tribe have died, and their tribe is powerless to continue to survive. In order to avoid being taken advantage of by outsiders, the wealth of the Murong tribe, women, will be discussed by the leaders and leaders, and our Han army will not interfere!"

The tribal leaders who had felt a little sad about the death of the Murong tribe because of the death of the Murong tribe, their eyes suddenly lit up and they bowed and said, "Thank you, General."

"It's not too early today." Xu Rong looked at the sky and said calmly: "The soldiers will be on the spot tomorrow. I hope that today's events will not happen again, and they will all be dispersed."

"We'll leave!" said the tribe leader.

The next morning, before Xu Rong arrived at the station, all the tribes arrived. Although the formation was still unsatisfactory, at least it looked a little bit unrestrained and unrestrained like yesterday.

The war has begun. Xu Rong was not ready to train these people at this time, nor did he plan to train them into elite soldiers. He just needed to understand the sound of the battlefield and know what sound should advance and what sound should retreat. Even so, it took three days.

Three days later, it was not that Xu Rong did not want to continue training, but that Ke Bineng and Kuitou heard that Xu Rong suddenly lost their minds and slaughtered the Murong tribe. They felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, so they reorganized the army to challenge again.

This time, Xu Rong had only a few more than 50,000 Han troops, while the Xianbei army had more than 80,000, and there was no more generals. As soon as he came up, the entire army went forward directly to crush Xu Rong.

Originally, when the troops were nearly twice as different, according to Ke Bineng and Kuitou's idea, the other party not only had fewer troops, but had just experienced a killing of each other, and the morale of the army must be unstable. However, the result this time was shocking. Xu Rong's Han army did not take any action. The 50,000 soldiers of the tribal alliance burst out with amazing combat power in this battle, not only blocking the fierce attack of the Xianbei army, but also tending to become more and more brave as they fight.

The two coalition forces were defeated and retreated step by step. A battle lasted for three days. From the Yanshan Pass to the bottom of Yinshan, the 80,000 troops were almost destroyed. The tribes passed along the way were all turned into ruins and fought until the Yinshan Mountains. Many warriors of the tribal alliance did not die on the battlefield, but died of exhaustion on the horses. Seeing Kuitou and Kebineng leading the remaining soldiers to retreat to Yinshan, Xu Rongcai retreated at the begging of Jintulu and others.

In this battle, when Wang Ting and Ke Bineng finally retreated to Yinshan, less than 20,000 were left, almost at the cost of the entire army being wiped out. The Xianbei clan has never recovered since then.

But the tribal alliance is not much better. When they set out to fight, more than 70,000 soldiers were more than 10,000, but the ones who came back alive were less than 10,000, which was also a serious injury to the vitality and it would be difficult to recover in the short term.

On the third day after Xu Rong withdrew his troops and returned to the camp, news from Yinshan shocked the leaders of the tribal alliance.

The Xianbei royal court... was captured.

Ye Zhao, who had been paying attention to the situation here, sent Guan Yu and Zhao Yun to take the defeated army on the side of Xu Rong, and took Hetao to detour Daqingshan and entered the Xianbei royal court from behind the weak defense. Kuitou and Ke Bineng, who had just retreated to Yinshan and had not had time to repair, were brought to Guan Yu and Zhao Yun's old nest. In order to completely destroy the last bit of Xianbei vitality in a battle, this time the expedition was not only the vine armored soldiers wearing vine armor, but also Guan Hai's flying boats supported him.

Kuitou and Bu Dugen died under Guan Yu's sword. Bu Dugen was killed by his subordinates on his way to escape and gave the head to Zhao Yun.

This time, neither Guan Yu nor Zhao Yun started a massacre. After taking advantage of the situation, Bu Dugen's tribe was flattened, 60,000 Xianbei men were demoted to slaves and sent to Zhangye to join the vast mining troops in the west.
Chapter completed!