After the roar, Budugen spat out several mouthfuls of scarlet blood and planted the horse's back.

All the surrounding soldiers rushed up in an instant, and when everyone helped Budugen up, they found that their king's eyes rolled up and he had died of breath.

This man, who is known as the best successor after Tanshi Huai, still failed to complete his great ambition to go south after all, and died with regret and unwillingness.

Kaqi found a stretcher, placed Budugen's body on it with a sad face, and personally lifted the stretcher in front of him, and walked forward with heavy steps.

The Xianbei soldiers who broke through from the rear quickly caught up, and after hearing that Bu Dugen was shot by Lu Bu, they were all like mourners, and they howled loudly with grief.

While everyone was crying, Ka Qi glanced at the retreating Xianbei soldiers, and there were only more than 10,000 horsemen left.

Coupled with the little soldiers and horses he has at hand, there are only 30,000 people in total.

Most of the soldiers were trapped on the battlefield and could not escape, and became prisoners of the Han army.

After decades of fighting and fighting against the Han people, how did they not return with a full load of looting, and how could they have suffered such a miserable defeat as today.

The situation is stronger than people, Kaqi understands this truth.

So when the generals roared to go back to avenge Bu Dugen, Ka Qi suggested that he should return to Xi'an Yang first to make plans.

In fact, these generals are not really stupid, they are just talking and putting on a show.

They had a lot of hard work to escape from the siege, and no one would be stupid enough to go back and die.

In addition to this, there is an even more important thing in front of them.

After Budugen's death, who should inherit his great cause is very crucial.

Some people support the eldest son, some people support the other children, and some people also support the clan relatives of Budugen.

Of course, there are also ambitious people who want to replace them.

Where there are disagreements, there are naturally quarrels.

The bones of the steps are not cold, and the generals are here to make a lot of noise about the inheritance. Fu Tuhe on the wooden bowl really couldn't stand it, opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse: "Generals, can you listen to the words of the old man." ”

The generals turned their heads, glanced at Fu Tuhe with contempt, and then turned their heads back and argued again, not giving the old man any sympathy at all.

Ka Qi's face sank, and he was about to step forward, but Fu Tuhe grabbed his wrist and shook his head slightly.

Previously, when Bu Dugen was alive, he especially admired the southward plan planned by Fu Tuhe. The generals were forced to give this master and apprentice some face because of the power of Budugen, but from the bottom of their hearts, they looked down on this pair of masters and apprentices.

Now that Budugen is dead, who is willing to take care of them.

Just as the crowd was arguing again, a small group of men and horses galloped from the front.

These soldiers were all disgraced, obviously in battle, and the small leader who led the army was even more weeping, dismounted and reported to the generals truthfully.

The Han army took advantage of their main force to go out to fight, so that they attacked Xi'anyang, and burned the millions of grain and grass they had hoarded.

When the generals heard the news, they were all dumbfounded. There is no food and grass, and he said that he fought with the Han people, and even if he was dry, he could consume them alive.

"These Han people are so desperate that they don't know how much food there is?" Kaqi's heart was dripping blood, he walked in front of Fu Tuhe, gritted his teeth but was extremely unwilling: "Millions of grain and grass, it's gone!" ”

Knowing that all the grain and grass had been burned, Fu Tuhe had a 'buzz' in his head, and his thin body fell straight back on the wooden bowl, his eyes were hollow, and his face was withered.

It is precisely because I know that there is so much food that I want to make a big fire and kill a hundred.

The Han people also knew that there was so much grain and grass that they couldn't carry it away for a while, so they simply burned it, completely cutting off the back road and preventing us from having a place to stay.

The general trend is gone.

Fu Tuhe closed his eyes resignedly, and said to Kaqi, who was half-squatting in front of him: "I have been living all my life for the southward invasion of Han, but I didn't expect to have carefully planned for so many years, thinking that I had no last resort, but I still lost to a young descendant. ”

"Teacher, you didn't lose, it's those Han people who are too cunning." Ka Qi reluctantly retorted, and stretched out his hand to smooth Fu Tuhe's chest. He may be indifferent to others, but he respects and loves this teacher who taught him knowledge and raised him from a young age.

"Winning the king and losing, this game is an old man who loses."

The old man closed his eyes, and there was a little relief on his tired face, "The future of Xianbei should also be handed over to your generation." ”

The old man beckoned and motioned for Ka Qi to get closer: "The king is dead, and the sphere of influence under his command must be leaderless, most of the generals under him are from reckless backgrounds, and his sons have mediocre qualifications, and they can't become the climate." How much you can swallow is up to you. ”

"The Han people have a word, called lying on the salary and tasting the gall, as a teacher, I hope you can engrave today's shame in your heart and never forget it."

The old man's words became smaller and smaller in the end, and tears gradually appeared in Kaqi's eyes, he knelt on the thin muddy ground, raised his fingers and swore an oath: "The disciple promises you, if you can't step on the Mayanmen Pass in your lifetime, I, Ka Qi, swear not to be a man." ”

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"Damn, I'm fed up, I'm going to deliberately trick me with this dog!"

On a relatively high hillside, Cao Xing spat the wooden stick in his mouth on the ground, and his tone was extremely angry.

The avenue below is five or six zhang wide, which is the only place to lead to Xianbei.

However, he had been squatting here for four or five hours, not to mention the Xianbei people, and he hadn't even seen a ghost.

It stands to reason that even if the Xianbei people lose, they should go to Xi'anyang, how could they come to this ghost place.

The more Cao Xing thought about it, the more angry he became, and he felt that he was being tricked by the monkey.

This guy said it nicely, and he gave me a great credit.

Bullshit! !

Lao Tzu also believed in his evil, and he waited for a long time in vain.

Even if you give birth to a baby, you can go to the street to buy cloth.

Cao Xing cursed angrily in his heart, scolding this sour Confucian thief who killed a thousand knives alive, he would definitely not have a son in the future.

"Master Cao, look!" The man beside him pointed to the end below, where a large group of Xianbei people were walking here, no less than tens of thousands.

"Hey~ I really let this guy say yes, if he goes to be a great immortal, keep it and make money."

The dog-faced Cao Xing probe looked over there, grinning happily like a dog's tail flower.

"Lift the guy up." Cao Xuan waved his hand, his face full of excitement.

The four burly men accompanying him lifted a huge blue-black crossbow in front of Cao Xing, and the bow body alone was three meters long.

The Xianbei people below staggered, slowly moving along the wide road.

Cao Xing looked at his head, his prey was the Xianbei King Budugen, but what he didn't expect was that this guy actually died.

Cao Xing's heart was immediately very unhappy, but fortunately, he soon saw another person.

Okay, that's you.

After making a decision, Cao Xing asked the four burly men to set up a giant crossbow.

He took the special crossbow arrow, the body of which was two feet higher than Cao Xing's, the head was sharp, and the shaft of the arrow was about half a wrist thick.

It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much an arrow as a gun.

As a marksman second only to Lu Bu in the army, Cao Xing's eyesight, arm strength and judgment are naturally not much different.

He put the long arrow on the crossbow, clasped his hands on the strings of the ox tendons, kicked the ground with both feet, leaned back slightly, and moved back step by step with all his strength, pulling the crossbow to the near-perfection.

Once he had taken aim, his hands loosened.

Cao Xuan didn't even hear the sound of breaking the sky, which showed the power of this arrow.

Boom!

A loud explosion rang in Kaqi's ears, and he stared sideways blankly, the sky falling apart in his mind.

Fu Tuhe, who was carried by several strong men, his entire body was nailed into the ground, and the shaft of the arrow was at least two or three feet deep into the ground, and one or two soldiers alone could not pull out this huge crossbow arrow.

Originally, if it was good to recuperate, Fu Tuhe still had two or three months to live, but now in this arrow, Da Luo Immortal has not been saved.

Kaqi looked at the old man who ended with a serene expression, and the pain in his heart was unbearable.

But at this moment of grief, there was a loud voice from above: "Xianbei children, do you still like the gift from your grandfather Cao?" ”

"I'm going to kill you!" Ka Qi's eyes were red, and he lifted the lance and went straight to Cao Xing above.

"Come on, Xianbei cubs, you have the ability to catch your grandfather and me, hahaha!!"

Cao Xing didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, laughed and turned on the horse's back, and a few people disappeared as soon as they slipped away.

It's fucking exciting to run away after pretending.