Murong Ji looked at the dark mountains and forests in front of him, and hesitated in his heart.

According to the scouts' reconnaissance, the distance from Changqing Lake to Luting was very safe, and no trace of the enemy was found. But Murong Ji always felt uneasy in his heart. The first two scouts who were sent to reconnoiter Changqing Lake didn't come back for some reason? They are all veterans of the tribe and it is impossible for them to run away for no reason. If they were killed, why were the scouts who set off behind them okay?

Murong Zhan exhaled slightly, and whispered to Murong Ji: "After walking for more than ten miles, we will be completely out of danger." As long as we return to the tribe and let him Murong Feng be angry, we all have a way to deal with him. ”

Murong Ji nodded with a reluctant smile, "Let's go, when you get to Guangping, everything still has a chance." ”

The troops formed a long snake formation and quickly and quietly entered the mountainous forest area between Changqing Lake and Baoqiu River. The procession of more than 1,000 people was sparsely connected and stretched for more than a mile. Murong Ji strictly ordered the soldiers not to light the fire, and everyone walked cautiously on the winding and rugged path in the dim moonlight. The soldiers were unsheathed and their arrows were wound, and they looked nervous one by one, constantly looking around, always maintaining a high degree of vigilance to prevent being attacked by the enemy.

The troops walked very slowly.

Murong Zhan was very dissatisfied, and his face was impatient. He drove his horse to Murong Ji's side and said loudly: "If you go on like this, you won't be able to reach Luting tomorrow morning." It's necessary to be so nervous. ”

Murong Ji looked around uneasily, and said softly, "Be careful." The terrain of this place is complex, the mountains and forests are dense, and once it is ambushed, the whole army will be wiped out, and there will be no place to bury it. ”

He no longer ignored Murong Aggression, and said loudly to the herald beside him: "Pass the order and stretch the formation longer." Cheer up the soldiers and strengthen their vigilance. Let me tell you that we will camp immediately when we arrive at Luting. ”

More than ten miles of travel, walking for more than an hour.

The soldiers were in a high state of tension all the way, and they were already very tired physically and mentally. At this moment, in the moonlight, they vaguely saw the landmark building of the Deer Pavilion, a small stone pavilion built on a small hill.

I don't know who was the first to let out a cheer, and then the excited shouts suddenly broke the silence of the night. The birds in the mountains and forests were suddenly awakened and flew in all directions in fright.

The soldiers who were at the forefront immediately quickened their pace, and they drove their horses in a hurry, hurrying over the small stone pavilion.

The endless plain, illuminated by the soft and hazy moonlight, is extraordinarily deep and vast.

The soldiers' hearts suddenly relaxed, the long danger had been overcome, and there was no fear in front of them, as if they had arrived at home. They shouted and laughed, galloped, and gave vent to their ecstasy carefree.

The soldiers, who were still walking slowly, could no longer control their joy that they were out of danger, and they shouted with joy and galloped wildly.

Murong Ji looked happy, smiled at Murong Zhan and said, "We can go home." ”

Murong Zhan laughed, "The Han army was finally left behind by us. I hope that tomorrow they can stop Xiong Ba, beat them hard, and kill Murong Feng's arrogance. ”

The two of them were in a good mood, and while talking easily, they quickly crossed the deer pavilion as the troops picked up speed.

Many of the soldiers had dismounted and were waiting for the horn to blow for the camp, and they could immediately lie down and rest.

Under the expectant gaze of the soldiers, Murong Ji made a camping gesture to the horn soldiers who were closely following behind him.

The sound of the trumpet sounded, and the low, long voice echoed in the hazy night for a long time.

In less than half an hour, thousands of soldiers were asleep on the edge of the empty plain. Dozens of soldiers on guard were scattered around the camp. They were on horseback and much more drowsy than awake.

A warhorse suddenly raised its head in alarm, and looked into the depths of the plain with wide eyes. Immediately, more horses gathered together to rest seemed to be frightened, and they all neighed in horror. However, the soldiers, who were extremely relaxed physically and mentally, slept too soundly. They lay on the ground wrapped in all kinds of warm clothes, completely unaware of the unusual behavior of their horses.

Suddenly, in the cold night wind, there was a faint roar, not loud, but more and more clear.

The guards immediately became alert, and a few bold men immediately drove their horses into the darkness.

The roar grew louder and thicker. There was already a noticeable sense of shaking in the ground.

Suddenly a rolling torrent poured out of the darkness, roaring out like a stormy wave.

The soldier in charge of the guard widened his eyes and was momentarily dazed, completely forgetting his duty. Is this their own man or an enemy? Will there still be enemies on the Great Plains controlled by the Xianbei army?

A soldier subconsciously raised the horn of the calf, which was clenched tightly in his hand, and sounded the alarm horn.

Murong Meng is older and generally sleeps less. He reclined on his bag, crossed his arms, and felt as if something was moving the war horse beside him.

He woke up suddenly, and jumped very agilely.

Murong Invasion saw that his war horse was restless, and his big eyes looked at the depths of the plain in horror, as if he had seen something that frightened them. Then the sound of a quick and low trumpet, the roar of the trumpet, from far and near, reached his ears in an instant.

Murong Zhan's sleepiness disappeared suddenly, and his complexion changed greatly. He turned and looked out over the plain, and all the horror and despair came over him for a while, forcing him to cry out almost nervously:

"Sneak attack, enemy sneak attack......"

The frightened and terrible cries tore through the silence of the night in an instant, monotonous and terrifying.

Murong Ji woke up suddenly, jumped up almost as if reflexively, and pulled out the war knife in the scabbard at his waist with his right hand.

His eyes widened and he shouted dizzily: "Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet, meet the enemy......"

Suddenly, he saw Murong Zhan. Murong Invade was kicking the horn soldier sleeping nearby. The horn soldiers stood up one after another, and when they heard Murong Ji's shout, they almost instinctively stuffed the horn into their mouths, and blew the horn of the assembly with all their strength.

The sound of a loud horn was like a stone thrown into the calm water, causing ripples in circles. The soldiers in the camp were awakened by the same alarm, and one by one they got up sleepily, and they couldn't find the south, south, west, and north.

Then Murong Ji saw the iron horse that suddenly came from the darkness, the overwhelming iron horse.

Murong Ji was stunned. The cunning Han unexpectedly lay in ambush in the depths of the plains and threw a deadly stab at the height of his own paralysis.

He was suddenly furious. If you don't give me a way to live, we'll fight to the death.

He shouted in an almost desperate voice: "Kill ......, fight at will, exchange life for life." ”

The enemy came too suddenly, too close to the troops, and simply did not have time to organize a queue, organize a defense. If you want to survive, you have to fight on your own.

The Han soldiers were silent, their whole bodies were lying on their horses, and they rushed to the panicked and chaotic enemy camp at the speed of their horses.

Li Hong's face was full of murderous aura and momentum, holding a gun in both hands, and he raised his head and roared: "Kill ......"

"Kill the ......, kill the barbarian......" The bearded horse galloped wildly, wielded the knife with one hand, and turned around and roared.

"Brothers, for the sake of the Great Han Kingdom, kill ......" Jade straightened up, danced his halberd, and roared loudly.

"Kill the barbarian and avenge your dead brother...... Tian Zhong took the lead, waving his long sword and roaring hoarsely.

The soldiers of the Han army were excited, all of them were excited, and they shouted wildly, shouting and killing were earth-shattering and the sound shook the sky.

The Xianbei soldiers were stunned by the surging iron horsemen, and they were frightened, terrified, and terrified, and ran back and forth up and down the camp one by one, shouting and screaming. Under the command of the horn and horn, the leaders of the various departments forced their composure, kept waving their battle flags, and shouted loudly to gather their subordinates. The soldiers either flew on their horses and gathered in groups of three or five, or each with a weapon, and leaned close to each other to form a barrel-shaped defensive formation.

Fast, too fast.

In the blink of an eye, the rectangular shock formation of 2,000 people made a deafening roar like a hammer thrown hard, and smashed into the enemy's camp with a thunderous roar.

The panther rose high into the air, stretched out on all fours, and leaped into the midst of the dense enemy soldiers. Li Hong swung his big gun and swept the thorns, and the two soldiers who turned back to run to avoid the impact of the black panther were immediately killed.

The iron cavalry of the Han army rolled up the sky full of blood and miserable howls like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, wantonly ravaging and plundering the innocent lives under the iron hooves.

The Xianbei people are running, screaming, flying in the air, moaning under iron hooves. The Han soldiers were slashing, shouting, slaughtering at will, roaring on their horses.

The battlefield suddenly fell into a fierce battle.

Zhao Wen's war horse was cut off by several Xianbei soldiers, and the huge body of the war horse fell to the ground with a bang, and he flew out with inertia. The soldiers who followed him saw the soldier fall from his horse, slashed and slashed, and rushed forward with a loud howl, intending to protect his safety. Regardless of life and death, several Xianbei soldiers swung their knives and chopped at Zhao Wen, who fell to the ground. Although Zhao Wen blocked several knives in a row, he was finally outnumbered and was shot in the chest by a Xianbei soldier at close range, and he was immediately out of breath. The four soldiers who were about to save him were blinded, lost their minds and slashed wildly, and then were besieged by the enemy and died one after another.

A dozen horsemen then struck and swarmed up, slashing and kicking their horses, killing all the enemies at once. Wu Zhao brandished his halberd to pick and kill the last enemy who stood in front of his horse, and then flew down the horse, picked up Zhao Wen, and shouted miserably.

Murong Ji took more than a dozen guards and fought and left, preparing to cross the Deer Pavilion and escape into the mountains and forests. But they were being targeted by scouts who fought their way into the enemy line. Zheng Xin rushed to the front, and his sword did not leave the enemy's vital point. The soldiers followed him in a line of geese, and the soldiers who couldn't get forward kept firing cold arrows at the enemy.

"Block them, stop them......" Seeing Xiao Lazy leading a team of cavalry to kill diagonally, Zheng Xin shouted with all his might. Xiao Lazy shouted loudly when he heard this, and led the cavalry to immediately surround Murong Ji and his guards with Zheng Xin's scout team.

"Kill ......" Zheng Xin roared angrily, and thirty or forty people each raised their knives and guns, cut in from different angles, and killed bravely.

Xiao Lazy's spear suddenly stabbed at Murong Ji.