For Que Ju's abnormal performance, Murong Feng couldn't figure out his true intentions for a while. He discussed with Tie Ao repeatedly, but he still didn't understand what Que Ju's intention was to continue to stay in place. If you don't get closer to Helian, when Ke Zi's men and horses have been completely annihilated, there are already loopholes in the advance plane surrounding Murong Feng. In other words, Que Ju gave up fighting with the main forces under the banner of Murong Feng such as the Iron Wolf, which actually meant that Murong Feng would get out of the encirclement.

"Is it that Que Ju or Helian are still behind on Ke's most advance route?" Murong Feng hesitated to Tie Aodao.

"If there is a rear, that is, reserve a support army."

"But our scouts have been observing this route, and there are no cavalry within a hundred miles."

Tieao was silent. Because he didn't have any experience with such a complex battle situation. He is the commander from above, and he will fight with the team.

The Xianbei people have no writing, no education, and only one mother tongue. When something important is conveyed, a few symbols are drawn on a wooden board, and the so-called wise or wiser person in the tribe who is responsible for conveying the message is translated to the tribal leader. In this primitive civilization, the way to survive in backward cultures is often to do things based on experience or intuitive instinct, and even to fight. Therefore, people like Murong Feng, who have great wisdom and are self-taught but highly educated, are worshiped and trusted by people in the Xianbei clan as half a god.

In the past, Murong Feng gave advice to a generation of heroes like Tanshi Huai, which is rare in the world. Around Tan Shihuai, there are many such talents, and Murong Feng is more prominent in military affairs. After the death of Tanshi Huai, these people were killed by Helian Killing, fleeing, rebelling, and degenerating, and basically there were not many survivors. Since Murong Feng fled, he has been trying to make a comeback, but he has rarely met a person as knowledgeable and eloquent as himself.

He often stayed alone in the big tent and meditated. Every now and then he remembered the past. A group of people gathered around Tanshi Huai, talking and laughing, they could brainstorm and solve many problems. It's a pity that no one was able to help him. Xiongba is already very good. Murong Feng thought that he lacked spirituality and could not become a great weapon. As for Li Hong, who has been with him recently, firstly, he is a Han man, and he is a trouble after all, and secondly, he has been injured, and his brain is confused for a while, and he doesn't know when he will recover. Normal people can't say it, let alone be smart.

Murong Feng stood in the night, silently thinking about the problem of Que Ju. At this time, he saw Li Hong.

Li Hong was surrounded by a group of Xianbei soldiers, shouting loudly, waving a one-foot-thick tree trunk (equivalent to twenty-three centimeters now). On the ground around Li Hong were seven or eight war knives of varying lengths. Li Hong **** put on his upper body and danced the trunk of the tree in the wind, but he did not touch a war knife. The onlookers let out bursts of exclamation and cheers.

Murong Feng said to the guards standing behind him, "Go and call the leopard back." ”

Li Hong wiped the beads of sweat from his body with his clothes, and strode behind Murong Feng, snorting and panting.

"Handsome ......"

Murong Feng frowned, "Put your clothes on." Do you think you're good-looking?"

Li Hong immediately made a knife slashing posture, puffed up the muscles on his body like a small hill, and asked the guards around Murong Feng for a long time: "Is it good-looking?" ”

The guards couldn't help laughing, and even Murong Feng couldn't help kicking him, scolding with a smile, "Don't be ashamed to be conspicuous." ”

Li Hong put on his shirt and walked in the camp with Murong Feng. Seeing the marshal patrolling the camp, the soldiers around him stood up one after another along the way and saluted the marshal.

Murong Feng waved back and spoke loudly to the soldiers. During the intermission, Murong Feng expressed his worries to Li Hong. Li Hong always blindly thought that the marshal must have a plan and was confident, just to test him, so he said very casually: "The purpose of the marshal is to get the three tribes of Micah and Murong to participate in the war. Now that the two have crossed the river, their determination to join the war has been revealed, so why bother. We're going to have to eat Que Ju sooner or later anyway, so why bother if he has reinforcements. Simply mobilize the whole army, surround Que Ju as quickly as possible, and destroy Que Ju. Eat his reinforcements again, and eat Helian again. Our army is like a bamboo, look at the world, who is the handsome opponent? The more Li Hong spoke, the more excited he became, and then he almost raised his arms and shouted.

The surrounding soldiers only heard Li Hong saying loudly, "Look at the world, who is the handsome opponent", and immediately felt that this Han man with hair was very reasonable, and immediately the agile warrior shouted loudly: "The handsome is invincible!" ”

First a small group of people shouted, then a large group of people shouted, and then the whole barracks were shouting.

"Handsome and invincible ......"

The sound shook through the sky, and the excited soldiers tore their throats and roared as hard as they could. Suddenly, all the people felt excited, their blood boiling, and they couldn't wait to jump on their horses and gallop on the field.

Murong Feng was infected by the high emotions of the soldiers, and he was also excited and burst into tears. Li Hong only felt that he was full of strength, and his shouting voice was hoarse.

Murong Feng called Tie Ao and the other big and small marshals to the big tent in the middle of the night. Everyone didn't know what was going on, but they all came in the camp. The hurried horse's hooves woke many of the soldiers who had just fallen asleep.

"Tomorrow morning, we will rush to Jutun and surround and annihilate Queju." Murong Feng waited for everyone to sit down, and then spoke.

"Dashuai, tomorrow the Azure Tribe and the Coyote Tribe will arrive. There are also some tribes that are far away and are coming one after another, don't we wait? ”

"Don't wait. I'm sending someone to stay here. As soon as they arrived, they were told to rush to Komatun for support. ”

"There are 5,000 men and horses in Que Ju, and we only have 8,000, so we can't guarantee that we will eat him in one bite. Is it safer to wait for two more days, when all the reinforcements arrive? The commander of the Xianya tribe said softly.

"Iron Wolf Duan Song's 5,000 troops will arrive at Jutun one step ahead of us. It was up to them to attack from the northwest. Tieao Houli led 4,000 iron horsemen to cut in from the northeast, and I led the poultry friends of the Dead Mountain tribe, the Feiji tribe of the Sumu tribe, the ploughshare of the Lili tribe, and the hustle and bustle of the West Wolf tribe from the southwest direction. 13,000 vs. 5,000, you should be sure of a quick victory. ”

Murong Feng glanced at everyone and said slowly, "After eating the Que Ju of the Changlu Tribe, plus Ke of the Tiger Tribe, who is basically finished, only the two Murong still have the strength to fight with us in the central Xianbei. After this battle, you can get a lot of loot from these two large tribes, which should be able to compensate for the losses of the various tribes. ”

The tribal leader led by Tie Ao hurriedly gave Murong Feng a salute, "Thank you for your generous gift." ”

Before dawn, a loud horn sounded over the wild geese.

Troops are at the rally. The fighters have finished their breakfast. Under the urging of the trumpet, everyone packed up their tents in an orderly manner, extinguished the embers in the fire pile, led the horses to tie the saddle, and slowly concentrated under the banners of their respective troops.

The eagle of the Black Eagle tribe spreads its wings and soars over the wild geese, making a crisp chirping sound from its beak. Looking at the ground from the sky above the wild goose fence, five streams of people of different colors were flowing towards the pasture outside the camp.

Murong Feng rode a horse and stood under the flaming eagle banner on his face. His expression was grim, looking at the endless stream of soldiers in front of him, his eyes were full of excitement, and his whole body exuded a high fighting spirit.

Murong Feng looked back at Li Hong, who was sitting on horseback and looking around. Li Hong's panther probably sensed the impending battle, and walked restlessly in small steps in place, raising his head and hissing from time to time. Li Hong kicked the horse's belly embarrassedly, "This kid is not honest." ”

"Still nervous?" Murong Feng asked kindly. Thinking of the nervousness in the battle at Mazuipo, Li Hong's face immediately turned red. He hurriedly shook his head, puffed up his chest and shouted, "Hui Dashuai, don't be nervous." Then he whispered proudly, "How is it?" Am I right this time? There's a fight, it's really exciting. ”

Murong Feng was amused by him, "You are a genius, didn't I say it?" Then an imperceptible trace of worry and worry flashed in his eyes. What is he worried about? Looking at Li Hong's black hair fluttering slightly in the morning breeze, Murong Feng suddenly felt that this world was really unfair. The cowardly Han Kingdom is full of talents, and it is a genius to catch an idiot at will. On the contrary, looking at a Xianbei country in Nuoda, he couldn't find a young man like Li Hong. The Han State has many talents but weak national strength, and is often wantonly invaded by the Xianbei State, which lacks talents but is fierce. The world may be fair. But Li Hong is a big Han man, and once he recovers his memory or encounters any stimulus, he still has to go back. Once such a person holds military power in the Great Han Kingdom, what will it mean to the Xianbei Kingdom?

Li Hong didn't know what Murong Feng was thinking, he was still proudly showing off his little cleverness to Murong Feng, "Dashuai's plan is really flawless. Queju was eliminated, and then surrounded Helian at the fastest speed, so that the initiative of the entire central Xianbei battlefield had been firmly grasped by the commander. Regardless of the success or failure of Danhan Mountain, the handsome man is already invincible. ”

Murong Feng looked at him in surprise, "Leopard, do you keep the entire Xianbei situation in mind?" ”

"Didn't the commander say that the generals must grasp the overall situation in their hearts in order to get the maximum benefits on the local battlefield?"

Murong Feng nodded appreciatively, "It's one thing to say it, and it's another thing to do it." ”

The heralds of all departments galloped over one after another, loudly reporting to Murong Feng that their army had been assembled.

Murong Feng made a departure gesture to the trumpeter behind him.

"Woo......"

A long horn woke up the sleeping morning sun. It opened its eyes slightly, and dimly saw thousands of troops, led by a flaming red eagle flag, like a flood that broke the embankment, making an earth-shattering thunderous sound, roaring all the way, and rushing towards itself violently. It was startled, its eyes wide open.

Suddenly, the sky was full of red glow, and suddenly shot out of the horizon, covering the surging tide of rage.

The sun is rising.