The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow drew red. Wuwu Mountain helped Li. The spreading cavalry raged through the wilderness before gradually retreating from sight and heading back.

The burning flames were still dragging the black smoke to the sky, and a crow stood on the branches and cried in the red. From far to near, the corpses and dark red blood intertwined on the ground, forming a tragic picture. Some of the corpses belonged to the soldiers of Liaodong, and some of the Xianbei people mixed together. After the soldiers retreated, the soldiers who restrained the corpses could occasionally find the corpses groaning in the pile of corpses. Even if they were carried back, the wounded people would die one after another soon.

"Why did the Xianghou send elite troops to deal with Xianbei Jueji for a while and have been waiting for Gongsun Zhi's reinforcements? At this time, the lives of soldiers will only increase the arrogance of the Xianbei people. If they turn around and cross the Liaohe River to attack Xiangping, Liaodong County will be unable to protect it."

The person who spoke was named Liang Mao. He was originally the prefect of Taishan County, but later became the prefect of Lelang County. On the way to take office, he was detained by Gongsun Du and refused to take office. He felt resentful in his heart that he refused to serve in Gongsun Du most of the time. However, when the Xianbei people went south, he was also led by Gongsun Du to go to war with him.

At this time, standing on the mountain, looking at the retreating Xianbei soldiers. After more than ten consecutive days of defeat, the vanguard's front army was killed or injured by nearly 5,000 people. The earth was filled with countless dead soldiers, and their emotions were squeezed into their chests. Finally, they couldn't help but accuse them.

"Bo Fang, political affairs are well-educated, but not familiar with war." Looking at the figures that were restraining the bodies below, walking through the resting battlefield, Gongsun Du turned his eyes, looked at him and smiled, and slapped his chest with his fist, and banged: "The Xianbei people were forced to raise an army to go south, and they were angry in their chests, and they were not able to compete with them. When we take action, one was prosperous, two were weak, and three were exhausted. If we directly use elites to fight, it is not invincible, but after the fight, I still have many soldiers and horses left. Although Gongsun Zhi sounds nice, he has to be guarded on the evil wolf in the end."

What he said was roughly recognized by the generals around him.

Because Gongsun Zhi's Battle of Bailang Mountain had a record of too brilliant, and he was 20,000 yuan and 60,000 yuan. After the operation was freed, the time that people in Liaodong thought of was that after the Xianbei battle, would his next target be the entire Liaodong, or whether he could block the opponent's troops. Although there have been wars in Liaodong in recent years, they have been fighting in small battles with Goguryeo and Wuhuan, and have also trained a group of elite troops. However, compared with the cavalry under the opponent and the Youyan infantry under the command of the White Horse General, they did not feel so relaxed in their hearts, so that the Xianbei soldiers came to kill, and thought of holding the opponent and keeping the elite troops as the confidence to protect themselves.

It was getting dark, and most of the people who followed Gongsun here were military generals, sons and confidant advisers, such as Gongsun Kang, Corporate Gong, Yang Yi, Liu Yi, Zhang Nian, known as the number one warrior in Liaodong, etc. These were all agents of Gongsun Du exercising his rights in this land.

He smashed the rock with a heavy gun. Zhang Nian was wearing military uniform and burly. He looked at Liang Mao, who was not the core, and snorted heavily, "The Xianbei is just a group of barbarians. Just because the lord can't deal with them? Even if Nian leads a single army, I can still break it for you."

"General Zhang is right." Gongsun Kang nodded, "The Xianbei people are just barbarians. It is easy to fight. But after the fight, what is Gongsun Zhi's attitude towards us? When the Liang prefect saw the soldiers' death and injury, he must have compassion in his heart. But you also know that Gongsun Zhi had a wolf ambition. He had long been in annexed Liaodong, but there was no excuse. This time he came to kill foreign races and let us rush troops in front, either sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger's fight or looking for my father's omissions, so that he could use this as an excuse to get involved in Liaodong."

Liang Mao looked at the corpses below and were towed away one by one by one by the chariot. He was stunned for a while, sighed and raised his hand: "Even so, we cannot let the soldiers sacrifice themselves under the Xianbei butcher's knife in vain. Regardless of whether Gongsun Zhi was involved in Liaodong or not, Wang Changshi had already gone to explore the other party's meaning, and the news would come back soon."

"Well, I know this." Gongsun Du nodded, waved his hand and asked him to go down first, then turned around and called the commander: "The commander's injured barracks, if the injured are seriously injured and cannot be cured, don't waste herbs, just send them away in a row."

After saying that, he left his son to supervise the battlefield and took Zhang Nian down the mountain. When the sky was getting darker, the messenger from Fuyu Kingdom bypassed the Liaohe River and came here. He approached the front. The man spoke fluently and bowed to Gongsun Du: "King of Liaodong, our king is dragging him down and asking when will the White Wolf King send troops here."

When he heard the name of King Liaodong, Gongsun Dushang nodded in praise. When he heard the "White Wolf King"'s face gradually became cold, he reached out and pinched the other party's shoulder, "You have three or four thousand soldiers in Fuyu Kingdom, and you are not equipped with the army, can you still fight? It is better to do a feint attack all the way, don't mix in, so as not to be completely destroyed."

"I have few people in Fuyu, but I can still fight." The messenger blushed and shouted at the distant back with his eyes. Then, Zhang Nian lifted up with one hand, "How dare the little barbarian country act rashly? Go back! He shouted loudly, kill you now."

Throw it out casually.

With a bang, the messenger of Fuyu Kingdom fell to the ground and rolled a few times before stopping. He led the patrol around and the soldiers guarding Liaodong laughed loudly. Outside the military camp, the messenger rode a thin horse on the field and returned along the original road in a panic. He wanted to tell his king about this humiliation.

This incident was just a small ripples that had been stirred in the night. Even if Fu Qiutai knew about this, his mood was mostly complicated and unspeakable, but he still had no real ability to retaliate. In the small episode, along the Liaohe River, the camp where the Xianbei people marched was simple and direct, with 80,000 soldiers and horses resting, and for fighting at any time, the entire camp surrounded the war horses into a large circle, with the largest tent in the middle, and Jueji and Mijia inside.

The night wind whimpered across the tent, and the undulating tent roofs continued to spread.

"Mijia, how about it? I said, as long as you have a tough attitude and hold the knife over, the Han people will be soft."

“It’s really strange that the road is so smooth.”

;"What else can be strange about the Han people being vulnerable?! Let's fight tomorrow, let's see me cut off Gongsun Du's head in the battle."

"Gongsun Zhi hasn't come here yet."

"So what? Isn't it enough to kill him?"

On the skin blanket, the strong and burly machine cut off a piece of mutton and ate it into his mouth, waving the greasy knife twice: "Tatong is useless. There are no men in the entire Wuhuan. It actually made 20,000 Han people break the White Wolf Mountain. Speaking of which, we are the same ancestral clan as them, it is simply embarrassing!"

There were other Xianbei people, the head man, Xiaoshuai, and Jueji's words in the tent made them clamor, "When the Han people are beaten away, you will be captured by the Wuhuan people." Someone suggested, and some voices echoed: "Yes, they have already had the trophy of the Han people. If the Han people are beaten away, they will be ours. How can they divide it? Then see who will grab more." While everyone was talking, someone looked at the silent figure over there, and was sitting in the throne, wearing a fur clothes, Mijia saw everyone looking at him. He shook his head and played with the flesh-cutting knife in his hand.

"I always feel that it is too easy to fight all the way. Although the Han people are fighting hard in every war, they are not like the elites in Liaodong. The Han people have always been treacherous, so I have to guard against this."

Jue Ji frowned and thought for a moment, and the knife in his hand flew out and nailed it to the wooden board. He nodded to everyone: "Mijia is right. The Han people are as cunning as foxes. Maybe there is a conspiracy inside, just like hunting in the mountains. They will be killed by their prey. They will fight with Gongsun Du tomorrow. If this is the case, we will attack Liaoxi County. If it is different from the past, turn around and attack Liaodong County immediately."

The Xianbei people picked up the drinks and shouted loudly, and then responded happily. Regardless of whether the Han people had any plans or not, they had goals to fight next.

The summer wind at the end of June blew across the field full of blood and war smoke. The missing corpses were dragged away by wild beasts. The unknown night birds cried out with sad tones. Further west, the earth became restless. Even the cheerful insects stopped at this moment. The roaring horse hooves churned across the grass and extended all the way to Wuwu Mountain.

Soon, another cavalry, two thousand Black Mountain Cavalry led by Qianzhao, had gone further north, where it was the base camp of the Xianbei tribe, where he would complete a large detour.
Chapter completed!