The quartermaster is an important position in the army. Although the official position is small, it should not be underestimated. Liao Hua is young and has little experience. He once served as the Yellow Turban Rebel. He was still very convinced that the lord asked him to serve as the quartermaster. But now he has to cry and report that in this battle, our army drowned a total of 3,200 soldiers, all of whom were willing to bait for bait in order to lure the enemy into the game. Another 1,800 soldiers were rescued from the flood, most of whom were full of blood, but now he was despised by the water. In addition, our army lost 5,000 high-quality iron shields, about 3,000 long and short bows, and countless arrows...

Lu Bu listened intently, with a solemn face, and he was speechless for a long time.

"This battle, our army suffered a great loss. In order to lure the enemy in one fell swoop, General Liao remembers to find the identity plates of the dead warriors, engrave their heroic names on the military stele, and keep their wives and children well. Record these broken weapons and arrows on the case. This marquis will ask Ding Yuan, the governor of Bingzhou!" Lu Bu slapped the table's foot heavily and said in a deep voice.

"What about the enemy's losses?" Chen Gong, who stood beside Lu Bu, saw that the atmosphere was about to fall into a stalemate, immediately interrupted. "When the Xianbei people were slaughtered by arrows while attacking the camp gate, they were drowned and 20,000 people were slaughtered in the flood. With the 30,000 Xianbei cavalry brought by the company with great momentum, only 5,000 cavalry left fled towards the Xianbei royal court in a panic." Liao Huadao.

"Oh, it's a pity that although the Xianbei general Fu Luohan was shot to death by his lord, he ran away from the King of Xianbei's "Helian". He never thought that he was so cautious and cautious. 20,000 cavalry entered the camp, but he still guarded the camp with 5,000 cavalrymen and finally escaped!" Chen Gong sighed regretfully, and looking at his expression, he still couldn't let go.

"Hmph, He Lian is not cautious. He is obviously greedy for life and fear of death, but he thought he could escape the disaster if he was afraid of death?" Lu Bu snorted coldly, as if he had expected it.

"Master's intention is..." Chen Gong's smart person suddenly had some association.

"Yes, this marquis has sent a letter from Fei Ge to Liangcheng County Magistrate to lead troops on the road that Xianbei cavalry must pass to escape!" Lu Bu's eyes were far away, as if he was about to look through the battle situation in the distance.

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There are records in the hills in Yinnan, Manhan Mountain and the Mountain and Sea Classic. It is called Zhongshan, and it is in a steep valley above it.

Helian is like a frightened bird. In his eyes, everything in front of him feels like plants and trees are all soldiers.

He once led thousands of troops to pass by the Mankhan Mountain. At that time, he rode his horse and whipped it, with a strong spirit and arrogance, and wanted to compete with the wolf king Lu Bu in Bingzhou. He was not afraid of ambushing or traps, because any traps and ambushing were all just jokes in front of his Xianbei cavalry across the grassland.

But now, there are only five thousand remaining soldiers around him, and he can only hope that Lu Bu can let him go and give him a life of surviving life, so that he can safely cross the Manhan Mountain on the dangerous peaks of Xiong Gorge.

"He Lian, die!"

The more I thought about it, the more I was afraid of Helian, but I still couldn't get Lu Bu's forgiveness. Lu Xing led the soldiers of eight thousand counties, traveling through wind and rain, and people stayed there. He had been waiting in this hidden valley for a long time.

At first, the soldiers of the Eight Thousand County had complaints about going to this thorny valley overnight. They didn't know how to put a warm bed and not let them lie down. They came to this broken valley where no one even knew the name of the valley.

But after waiting for a long time, when they found a group of miserable soldiers crashing into the trap they carefully prepared like rabbits, their inner joy filled their chests. There was a hunter who was waiting for rabbits that didn't want to hunt anything, but the rabbit jumped into the trap on his own initiative.

"He Lian, die!"

Hearing the resounding shouts of Lu Xing's wind and thunder, thousands of county soldiers looked at their commander Lu Xing in shock.

He Lian, the reportedly brutal, cunning and arrogant Xianbei King, was among the group of remaining soldiers below. How unbelievable it is! Kill He Lian and the King of Xianbei, such a glory that is enough to boast about the future generations for thousands of years. Who dares to stop me? I will fight with him!

Many soldiers swallowed and swallowed, drooling, looking at Lu Xing's instructions with eager eyes.

Lu Xing sat in a wooden wheelchair with a cold expression. He raised his left arm and waved it suddenly downwards.

Rumble! Suddenly, dozens of huge rocks and giant branches were pushed down from the mountain, blocking the entrance and exit of the canyon. He Lianhe and five thousand remaining soldiers suddenly became the turtle among the old men.

"Who is ambushing above? Is General Lu's army?" He Lian shouted in panic.

"Haha, it's your grandfather Lu Xing! He Lian, die!" Lu Xing laughed.

"Stop it, wait, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender to the Yingwu Lord Lu Bu!"

When he was in a desperate situation, some people would curse and go to death with mercy, but some people would be afraid of death and beg for their tails to survive. If they don’t want to die, they would rather beg for their tails to survive.

"Helian Commander, you are the great Xianbei lord, how can you beg for surrender?" A Xianbei general beside him said with heartache.

"Shut up! My life is thousands of times more precious than you. How can I compare your cheap life with me?" He Lian shouted angrily.

After scolding him angrily, he dismounted from his horse in a hurry, raised the scimitar in his hand high, half kneeled on the ground, and prayed for his life with the most solemn etiquette of the Xianbei.

He was shouting something anxiously, but unfortunately he couldn't speak Chinese. The chattering Xianbei language was to a group of Han people who were eyeing him, and no one could understand it.

Lu Xing was unmoved. He learned from Lu Bu that he did not want to leave Helian's disaster, so even if Helian danced a striptease in front of him, it was useless. Although he could see from Helian's actions that he was begging for surrender, it was a pity that he had to die!

The soldiers cut off the ropes tied to the top of the mountain, and huge rocks fell from the sky like a slap. For a moment, everyone was shocked and panicked.

The pupils of Xianbei soldiers shrank, and then suddenly opened their eyes wide, looking at the mud and stone rain powerlessly and desperately.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

"My life is over! My life is over!" He Lian looked up at the sky and howled in pain, his expression was depressed, desperate, and lightless!

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Liangcheng

The noise of last night gradually settled, but the news flew to all the lands as if it had wings. Thirty thousand Xianbei troops were killed, and the lord and Lian of Xianbei died in an unknown valley! Oh, now that valley has been named a new name by Lu Bu. The valley fell into the valley, implying the declining and death of Xianbei!

The next day

A head suddenly hung above the walls of Liangcheng. Accompanied by the heads, a clear sign was posted around the walls.

"The King of Xianbei bows his head, and the people are worth it!"

On that day, there were countless people everywhere, and countless people looked up at He Lian's heads, cried bitterly, and were overjoyed, and their hands and feet were dancing, unable to help themselves!
Chapter completed!