October 184 A.D.

Murong Feng's army withdrew to Huoyun Yuan, the original pasture of the Fire Eagle Tribe. Here, six years ago, King Xianbei gave it and all the Fire Eagle tribes to Ke Ji. Now, it has returned to its original owner and returned to Murong Feng's hands.

Murong Feng executed Que Ju. He gave all the pastures and property of the Tiger and Changlu tribes, as well as the men, women, and children of the tribes, to the tribes that fought with him and the tribes that helped support him. Everything that the Xianbei Qiming tribe in the west, and Lian also rewarded Murong Feng. The pastures of the Qiming tribe are next to the pastures of the Tuoba tribe. Tuoba Feng wanted it very much. He sent his son Tuoba Kui and the tribal marshal Tuoba Wei to Huoyun Plain, and asked Murong Feng to buy everything in the Qiming tribe on rich terms. Murong Feng didn't say a word, and nodded immediately. But then they made an even more tempting side request: fifty horses in exchange for Ke Zhi and Que Ju's family.

Murong Feng immediately remembered that this was all caused by Ke Ji and Que Ju, but now it has affected his family. A few years ago, Ke led his troops to quell the rebellion of the Rainbow Tribe. After Ke Zai's victory, he ordered Que Ju to slaughter the entire clan of the Rainbow Tribe's Xiaoshuai Jinton. Jinton's sister is Tuoba Feng's mother. At that time, Tuoba Feng was only an adult of a larger tribe in the west, the official was not Ke the largest, and the power was not Ke the strongest, and the rainbow tribe was rebellious, so he had to swallow his anger and keep silent. Now the world is turned upside down. Ke became a traitor, and Tuoba Feng became a Xianbei lord in the west, so naturally this old account has to be settled.

Tuoba Kui pleaded, "This is what my grandmother meant. Please fulfill her old man's wish. ”

Of course, Murong Feng agreed. Xianbei people have no cultural education, fathers and sons are not in harmony, and it is normal for them to draw swords against each other. But he has great respect for his mother, and no one dares to disobey his mother. If you treat your mother badly, you will be spurned by the entire Xianbei clan.

Murong Feng did not do anything to Ke Ji and Que Ju's family. They have been living quietly in the tiger capital. Tie Ao of the Black Eagle Tribe once had the idea of wanting to get Ke Ji's family to be slaves in the Eagle's Beak Cliff, but was stopped by Murong Feng. He only asked Tie Ao one word, and Tie Ao shook his head and left.

Murong Feng asked Tie Ao: "Do you hate Ke Mo, or do you hate Ke Mo's family?" ”

Li Hong admired Murong Feng. He saw Murong Feng's every move, word and deed in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. He felt that the reason why Murong Feng was able to gain the respect of the entire Xianbei clan was inseparable from his own personality charm. He is wholeheartedly for the Xianbei country and the people of the Xianbei country. As long as it is beneficial to the Xianbei country, he spares no effort to do it well. He is also a kind person with a lot of feelings. He can also sacrifice principles for the sake of friends.

Since the Battle of Jutun, Li Hong has had one more thing every night. According to Murong Feng's instructions, he shuttled through various military camps to visit the soldiers, junior officers, and generals who participated in the Battle of Jutun, and listened to them explain in detail every detail that happened on the battlefield. He recorded it all in a strange way. He didn't know why he could write, he knew this kind of writing, and the lost memory was really very difficult to get back. In addition to recuperating from his injuries during the day, he is a soldier who is more familiar with various tribes. This situation was maintained until the tribes bid farewell to Murong Feng and withdrew their troops from the camp of Bark Creek.

After Li Hong returned to Huoyunyuan with Murong Feng, he began to sort out the entire Jutun Campaign. One day, Li Hong suddenly discovered that this battle basically included everything in cavalry combat. From strategy to tactics, from offense to defense, from formation to formation, from confrontation to surprise attack, from commander to soldier...... It turned out to be a classic cavalry battle. Li Hong's understanding of cavalry combat was immediately raised to a whole new level. With Murong Feng's guidance, practice, and the summary and understanding of the Battle of Jutun this time, Li Hong began to have his own ideas about fighting.

Murong Feng spent two nights listening carefully to Li Hong's lectures, and then made a lot of revisions to Li Hong's summary of the battle, combined with his own actual combat experience of more than 20 years. He talked endlessly, and Li Hong buried himself in it. Then read it to Murong Feng, and it turned out to be word for word. Murong Feng reached out and took the few cowhides that Li Hong had written, dumbfounded. What a thing, a row of bizarre symbols.

"This is a big Chinese character?" Murong Feng asked in surprise, "Big Chinese characters are not like this. ”

Li Hong was also a second monk who was confused, "Really? ”

The first few words are somewhat like, but not all. The characters of the Han Kingdom are very good-looking, the font is flat, the font is solemn, the writing effect is slightly wide and flat, the horizontal painting is long and the straight painting is short, pay attention to the silkworm head and goose tail, and there are twists and turns. What you wrote is a bit like the chapter grass written by the Han people. Zhangcao is a kind of sloppy writing for you Han people in order to improve the efficiency of writing. It's not a big kanji at all. ”

"You speak fast, I don't have time to write. In a hurry, I couldn't help but write it. But I know, what's going on? ”

Murong Feng shook his head, "You don't have a memory, but what you will do before, under special circumstances, can be done naturally." It would be nice to have one more skill. It's useless to think about a lot, so let's go with the flow. ”

Li Hong thinks about it, let him go, no matter.

"After you finish it, what words do you use to transcribe it?"

"Xianbei has no words, so I have to use big Chinese characters." Murong Feng said with a smile.

"But you can't say that the words I write are exactly like Chinese characters. I've transcribed it, but what if you don't know many words? ”

Murong Feng frowned slightly, and said slowly: "I really want to leave something for future generations, so I thought of sorting out the front and back of the Jutun battle, which can be regarded as a start." You have to work hard to do it well. Well, I don't have time to teach you myself. Tomorrow I will call a Xianbei person who can write Chinese characters to help you for a few days. ”

The next day, a very old Xianbei old man walked into Li Hong's tent. This old man's name is Murong You, and in his early years, he fought with the Xianbei army against the Great Han State and was captured by the Great Han State. Later, he stayed in the Great Han Kingdom for more than ten years and learned the writing and language of the Great Han Kingdom. After Tanshihuai defeated the Han people, the two sides exchanged prisoners, and the old man was able to return to his hometown. Murong Feng left him by his side. Recently, he moved back from Dayan Mountain with the troops left behind. Murong You was very talkative, while helping to correct Li Hong's mistakes in the Han script, (during the Eastern Han Dynasty, Lishu was very popular. Lishu originated in the Qin Dynasty, basically evolved from the small seal founded by Qin Lisi, and reached its peak in the Eastern Han Dynasty. While telling Li Hong about the people and customs of the Han Kingdom. Li Hong was stupid when he heard it, and he suddenly had the idea of going home.

With the help of this kind and enthusiastic old man, Li Hong's sorting and transcribing speed became slower. Murong You thinks that Li Hong's completely colloquial articles are simply bullshit. Li Hong was not convinced, and said that you can write it to me. Murong You was not polite, and he raised his pen to write. After writing it, he proudly asked Li Hong to look at it. Li Hong was also very familiar with it when he saw it, but he didn't quite understand the meaning. As soon as Murong You heard the music, how could the big handsome hand over this matter to you, it was simply playing the piano indiscriminately. So he began to explain word by word, and Li Hongtou listened to him a lot. However, he always felt that Murong You was very familiar with this thing written by him. But why don't you just understand what it means?

That morning, he practiced fighting with a few of Murong Feng's attendants outside the tent, and the two sides fought very fiercely. Suddenly, they were startled by the sound of horses' hooves. Li Hong and a few attendants stopped fighting and turned around to look into the distance.

A group of seven or eight Xianbei men surrounded a man riding a white horse, wearing a high crown, and a white cloth like snow swept towards the camp like the wind.

"It's from the Minotaur tribe." One of the attendants immediately identified them from the clothes they were wearing. Although Li Hong has been in Xianbei for more than seven months, he has no way to identify the people of the various tribes in Xianbei, and in his opinion, the Xianbei people all have beards, beards, and cloth clothes made of various colors of leather or embroidery, and they look similar.

Everyone's eyes were on the man dressed in white. In Li Hong's memory, he saw a person wearing a high crown for the first time in Xianbei.

"Who is that?" Li Hong asked casually.

"Buyeong." Buyeo is located in the southeast of Xianbei and is not a very large country.

The group soon arrived at the gate of the camp and galloped straight to the big tent of the Xianbei Lord Murong Feng in the middle. The man in white was already clearly visible. The white horse under this man was very tall and vigorous, with a wide body and round arms, and a mane as white and soft as snow. This kind of BMW is really rare. Li Hong's gaze was immediately firmly attracted. The man on the horse was dressed in a white silk coat and a white coat, fluttering in the wind, chic and elegant. On top of it is a high crown, covered with two feet of white veil, and its face is looming, which looks very mysterious.

Seeing them walk into Murong Feng's big tent, a few people withdrew their gaze.

"Good horse." Li Hong sincerely admired, "It's really a BMW." ”

"Leopards have eyes. That's the bloody BMW of the Western Regions. It has infinite endurance and endurance, and it is also suitable for long-distance running, and even the jumping is better than the wild horses on our Pegasus Plains. One of the guards immediately spoke.

"The horses on our Xianbei Tianma Plains are also the best in the world."

Several people then argued.

Today, Murong Feng rarely had free time, so he made an appointment with Li Hong to go to the big tent in the afternoon to make another revision of the battle about Jutun that he had recently sorted out and transcribed. Li Hong brought a piece of what he wrote and what Murong You wrote, and prepared to let Murong Feng choose by himself.

Li Hong approached Murong Feng's big tent and saw that several Xianbei people who had come galloping in the morning were still standing outside the tent and chatting. The man in white was not there, and he was probably still in the big tent. When several Xianbei men saw him, their faces immediately showed surprise, and then no one spoke.

Li Hong walked into the big tent and saw a person kneeling in the center of the big tent, it was the white-clothed Buyeo people who he saw from a distance in the morning. The high crown was set aside. Murong Feng was sitting on the animal skin mattress on the side of the big tent, lying on a huge map to see something. It was a map made of cowhide, and Li Hong thought it was very simple. Murong Feng treated it like a baby.

Murong Feng saw Li Hong walk in, and hurriedly beckoned to him and motioned for him to sit beside him. Li Hong walked around the man quickly, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance in his nose. He secretly looked sideways at the person kneeling on the ground, but he didn't expect that the person kneeling on the ground also happened to raise his eyes to look at him. The two made eye contact.

Li Hong's heart suddenly beat violently, and in an instant, there was a strong feeling of suffocation. He couldn't help but gasp for breath. A face with a national color and fragrance is so reflected in my heart. As if he was afraid that people would see that he was flustered, he hurriedly walked behind Murong Feng and sat down. He took the opportunity to let go of a pile of cowhide and tried his best to calm his emotions. Although I was still thinking about that beautiful face that was disgusting and happy, I was no longer as nervous as I was just now

"Cher, this is the leopard I told you just now." Murong Feng said to the girl kneeling on the ground with a pleasant smile.

"Leopard." Murong Feng shouted. Li Hong hurriedly raised his head. Murong Feng pointed at Feng Xue and said to him, "This is the youngest daughter of Lord Feng Crack, called Feng Xue." Li Hong followed Murong Feng's hand and looked at Fengxue. The sneak just now had already made Li Hong's soul fly out of the sky, and at this time, he could look at it boldly and justifiably, which immediately made Li Hong feel amazing. Feng Xue on the opposite side knelt on the ground very politely and saluted Li Hong.

Li Hong is now well-known in Xianbei. first rescued Murong Feng from the tiger prison. Then help Murong Feng evade the chase all the way. In Mazuipo, he also picked and killed the famous warrior Koye of Xianbei. The most commendable thing is that he and Iron Wolf rescued Duan Zhen from the pursuit of more than 100 warriors of the Tiger Tribe. Now that the iron wolf is dead, Murong Feng protects him like his own son, which has spread throughout the central Xianbei.

Li Hong hurriedly returned the salute, his face was already red with embarrassment.

"I have something to talk about with the leopard, will you go home first?"

"Nope. If my uncle doesn't agree, I just won't get up. "Wind and snow resolutely authentic.

Murong Feng seemed to dote on her very much, and shook his head helplessly: "You know, I have already agreed to Tuoba Feng's mother's request, how do you tell me to go back?" ”

"I don't care, I must save their family."

Li Hong next to him immediately understood. This must be Tuoba Kui to take people from Hudu, and the Niutou tribe knows about it. Wind crack and que ju are wife-uncle relationships. Feng Ri's family knew about it, so naturally they couldn't see death without help.