When Murong Deng received the centurion's notice to lead a large group of fast horses, he only saw Zhang Fei leading the people to rush into the Lucheng Pavilion with a swagger, Murong Deng looked at the Lu Chengting with smoke and smiled cruelly: "The children follow Ben Xiaoshuai to kill in, the Han people have prepared food for us, made mattresses, washed the soft women and waited for the descendants of the wolf god to enjoy their everything." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Whew! Oh! ”

The Xianbei warriors screamed and rushed into the Lucheng Pavilion, and when they were only fifty steps away from the Lucheng Pavilion, a rain of arrows fell, and more than a dozen Xianbei soldiers were shot over and off their horses, and the remaining Xianbei soldiers still rushed towards the Lucheng Pavilion at the end of their lives.

After three rounds of arrow rain, dozens of Xianbei soldiers became meat sauce, and the centurion who was mixed in the crowd had rushed to the front, and the centurion rushed into the Lucheng Pavilion in a cold sweat but did not see a person, only a group of shadows flashed into a mansion, and the centurion pointed to the mansion and shouted: "Kill in."

Several Xianbei soldiers waved the knives in their hands and rushed towards the house, several black shadows flashed on the courtyard wall, and a little cold light reflected into the centurion's eyes, the centurion knew that something was wrong and hurriedly crouched on the horse's back and shouted: "There is an ambush."

It was too late for all the Xianbei warriors who rushed to the house to be shot, and the centurion turned his horse and retreated. After a while, there was no movement in the courtyard before ordering his subordinates to attack, a few Xianbei soldiers dismounted and quietly attacked the courtyard gate, and there was no reaction in the courtyard A few Xianbei soldiers looked at each other, a bold Xianbei warrior kicked the courtyard door open, and a sharp arrow flew out and plunged straight into his throat, and a black shadow on the opposite roof disappeared in his dissipating pupils.

The rest of the Xianbei warriors hurriedly hid against the wall, and after a while, at the urging of the centurion, they cautiously attacked the courtyard, but there was no one in the courtyard, and the centurion made people rummage through the entire mansion and not even find a grain of corn, only a large patch of grass and fallen wood.

The centurion felt a little bad, and several houses were empty in a row, and the centurion said alertly: "Evacuate, evacuate this village."

In the outer courtyard of the mansion on the other side of the Lucheng Pavilion, Liu Bei was surrounded by a group of Liu clan disciples, and the three Liu clan people sent by Zhang Fei, Liu Zhong, and Liu Zhiran arrived almost at the same time: "Brother Ahu, the Xianbei people have been introduced into the center of the pavilion, are they setting fire to it?"

Sending away the three Liu clansmen who came to reinstate the order, Liu Bei ordered the people to divide the Liu family house into several sections and set it on fire, and the bamboo leaves, jujube leaves, walnut leaves, broken bamboo pieces and some reeds collected from the farm on the ground were immediately connected. The east, west, and north sides of the Lucheng Pavilion were also connected into a sea of fire.

The crackling sound calmed down the centurion who was looking around because of doubt, and he vaguely remembered that the grassland fire was the sound when he was a child, and the centurion said with an ugly face: "Move closer to Xiaoshuai."

The Xianbei people quickly moved closer to the ancestral hall in the center of the Lucheng Pavilion, which made the fire in the Lucheng Pavilion bigger and bigger, and at the same time made the Xianbei people lose the best opportunity to escape.

Murong Deng, who was in front of the ancestral hall, saw the fire around Lucheng Pavilion and knew what he was planning, and the Xianbei soldiers gathered here like a stream, making Murong Deng a little embarrassed, and the centurion ran to see Murong Deng anxiously waiting for the Xianbei soldiers to get closer and hurriedly said: "Xiaoshuai can't wait any longer, if I wait any longer, I will die in the fire!"

Murong Deng roared angrily: "Do you want Ben Xiaoshuai to leave Erlang and run for his life alone?"

Murong Deng has been Murong Xianbei's pride since he was a child, and he has never been so embarrassed in hundreds of battles as he is today, first his beloved son was split in half, and his sons were slaughtered nearly 100 times in one day, and today he fell into the opponent's fire plan, and the poor even don't know who the opponent is? There was some madness for a while.

The centurion gave the centurion beside Murong Deng a look, fire is the natural enemy of the wolf god and another natural disaster for the nomads, the centurion nodded knowingly, and the two of them set up Murong Deng and rushed back and forth, Murong Deng struggled fiercely: "What do you two want to do?" Rebellion? ”

The three of them didn't go far before they were stopped by the raging fire, Murong Deng looked at the fire in front of him and recovered, the centurion saw that Murong Deng recovered and knew that his actions just now were taboo, and it was no better to go back alive, so he immediately said: "Xiao Shuai, go first!" After speaking, he turned to the Xianbei warrior behind him and said: "Sons, this is the place of death, the wolf god is above, let us use our flesh and blood to kill a bloody path."

The centurion pulled out the scimitar in his eyes and rushed towards the sea of fire without hesitation, the Xianbei warriors pulled out their scimitars one after another, and rushed towards the sea of fire without fear, Murong Deng stepped on the corpse of the Xianbei warrior and rushed out of the sea of fire, the leading centurion was not dead, but he didn't have a trace of good skin, which also made Murong Deng lose his anger, and the one hundred and fifty horsemen Murong Xianbei elite rushed out with Murong Deng, and less than fifty horses were all injured.

"Where are Xianbei slaves going? Stay alive. ”

Liu Bei and Zhang Fei led four hundred Liu clansmen to suddenly appear in front of Murong Deng, Murong Deng was taken aback and had no heart to fight to the death, before he could escape, the centurion shouted with all his strength: "Xiao Shuai, go quickly, humble yourself and break off."

The centurion beside Murong Deng carried Murong Deng and fled in the other direction, and the rest of the Xianbei soldiers followed the centurion and rushed towards Liu Bei and the others.

Liu Bei looked at the rushing Xianbei warriors and said loudly: "Release."

More than 100 bamboo arrows were shot, and the centurion in front was shot into an arrow hedgehog, and after a few rounds of arrow rain, all the Xianbei soldiers were shot. Zhang Fei looked at Murong Deng, who was almost invisible to the figure, and shouted: "Rush!"

"Come back."

Liu Bei's voice was drowned out in the sound of Zhang Fei's horses' hooves, watching Zhang Fei lead the team to chase and only drive forward, Liu Bei finally understood the importance of discipline.

Zhang Fei looked at the Xianbei Xiaoshuai who was getting closer and closer and yelled, and suddenly a sound of horses' hooves sounded, and more than fifty Xianbei soldiers appeared in front, Zhang Fei hurriedly grabbed the reins of the horse, and hundreds of Liu clansmen waited with their bows, and could only watch Murong Deng return to the Xianbei people.

The two sides confronted each other in the firelight, although the Xianbei people were few, they could be strong, according to normal circumstances, fifty Xianbei soldiers could defeat at least ten times more than the Han army, not to mention the private soldiers of the Shi clan, but the Liu clan people were all holding longbows, so that the Xianbei people did not dare to be careless, Murong Deng was shocked and slowly turned the horse's head.

Liu Bei watched the Xianbei people retreat before the Liu clan collected their troops and returned to Wubao, Zhang Fei looked at the corpses on the ground and asked, "Brother Xuande, what should I do with the corpses of these Xianbei people?"

"Throw it into the fire."

As soon as each Xianbei warrior's corpse was thrown into the fire, Liu Bei's collection was collected, and less than fifty Xianbei warrior corpses made Liu Bei's farm rise steadily from nearly eleven and a half to thirteen, and the farm has expanded to three acres in size, and the mine has also expanded to still account for one-third of the total farm.

When Liu Bei returned to the dock fort, the fire in the dock fort was bright, and the Liu clan, regardless of the old and the young, women and children, were nervously helping to build the dock fort.

Jian Yong led the weak Guantun to build the dock fort all night, Liu Bei asked Liu Ling to take shifts to patrol the dock fort within a few miles, and the rest went back to rest in preparation for the revenge of the Xianbei people tomorrow.

Liu Bei, who was accustomed to falling asleep with warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, suddenly slept alone on a hardwood bed and couldn't sleep, Liu Bei thought that Zhang Fei had just led people to chase Murong Deng, if it wasn't for Murong Deng's lack of fighting intentions, how many of these five hundred people would come back is unknown? It's no wonder that those who crossed the training of the soldiers took out the set of military training, in order to understand the military order, at this moment, Liu Bei had no soldiers to train for him, saying that he had to take out the military training.

"Brother Xuande, Brother Xuande."

Liu Bei was galloping on Jian Chun's body when he was suddenly woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Fei shaking himself violently and couldn't help but feel a chill, it seems that it is necessary to accept a few personal maids in the future, and it is better to open his eyes and see a pretty girl with bright eyes and bright teeth than to see a man, although Zhang Fei is a handsome guy.

Zhang Fei saw that Liu Bei was about to fall asleep again with his eyes closed, and his trademark loud voice sounded: "Brother Xuande, Xianbei people are here!"

Liu Bei woke up suddenly when he heard this, but he felt the shaking of the earth while sitting on the bed, no wonder he shook so much in his dream, it turned out that the Xianbei people were attacking. Liu Bei put on his coat and followed Zhang Fei to the castle wall, the Liu clan people on the castle wall that had not yet been completed were already holding bows and arrows, and not far away, a team of Xianbei warriors drove their horses to come, and the action was like a huge wild wolf running from a distance.

Liu Bei was still shocked by the momentum of the Xianbei people after several battles, is this the power of the regular army? I wonder what the power of the army of thousands is at every turn?

Murong Deng's expression returned to normal after a night of venting, and the hatred of the hundreds of Xianbei main forces that had regathered around him increased greatly, and he was about to order a man to eat before the third watch, and the Xianbei warriors who wanted to lead a full meal took advantage of the dawn opportunity to attack the dock fort found by the Xianbei warriors last night, so as to avenge his son and the Xianbei warriors who died a third.

But when he led his army to the front of Liu's Dock Fort, the dock fort was brightly lit and crowded, making his plan bankrupt, and Murong Deng could only order to rest and wait for dawn to attack the city. If he had known that the people in the city were all old and young, women and children, and that the results of these people in one night had made the fort three feet taller, he might have vomited another mouthful of blood in anger.