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75,

In March of the fourth year of Jian'an, a grassland war that had dragged through winter finally broke out.

Yan Xing and the Xiongnu supported by the senior officials, massacred the Hu army of two sides, and a large-scale battle took place in Mayi, an old battlefield.

However, the process of the war was very unexpected. The reason was that on the night when the Massacre coalition forces entered Mayi, the Hun army, which was originally stationed in Luo County two hundred miles away, suddenly appeared in the northwest of Mayi as if they had obtained the heavenly eye granted by the Heavenly Heaven.

What's even more strange is that the vigil teams outside the distance disappeared at the same time. Without warning or alert, the Huns' cavalry rushed to the camp of the Tulian coalition forces unimpeded.

This was an unexpected battle. The Xianbei camp collapsed first, and then the Wuhuan people slaughtered the tribes. The dazzling fire illuminated the broken city walls of Mayi. Countless Hu people's horses collided back and forth between the night and the fire, and thousands of unlucky soldiers were trampled into meat mud.

The sound of soldiers and swords, the smoke burned by the fire, the eroded and stinky flesh and blood, and the cold and solid armor were weaved together. Iron and fire, blood and flesh, were raging without hesitation under the indulgence of the night and the strong wind.

Guo Yuan, Xia Zhao and other generals of Bingzhou were in trouble, but they had not had time to find out how many enemies were coming outside the camp.

What they saw in their eyes were the Xianbei people, Wuhuan people, and the Hu people who rushed to their camps in disorder after the collapse. In the face of boundless darkness and killing, it seemed that only here was the strong camp of the Han people.

As for Zhu Ao, when he first saw the miserable situation after the defeat of a large army, he was so scared that he was speechless. There was no good way to defeat the enemy.

After a difficult discussion, Guo Yuan and Xia Zhao had to decide to close the camp and ordered the soldiers guarding the camp to resolutely repel any enemy troops and allied soldiers who were attacking the invading. They would only have the opportunity to withdraw Juzhusai until dawn tomorrow.

But the battle in the darkness continued, and the terrifying sound of killing outside the camp still did not stop.

The fleeing soldiers were chased and the stubborn soldiers were trapped in a siege. The enemy troops carrying the darkness and strong winds soon turned their target to the camp of the Bingzhou Army. The seemingly quiet and solid camp also had its weaknesses. They began to set fire with the wind and guide the raging fire snakes to spread from multiple routes to the camp of the Bingzhou Army.

When Guo Yuan and Xia Zhao saw rockets igniting many military tents in the camp, and the fences and guardrails on the outside of the camp were integrated into the sea of ​​fire, they all showed a look of difficulty and pain. The Hu people's army was defeated so quickly that they had no time to take other measures to deal with it.

The fire has not yet spread completely in the camp, but the huge smoke generated has expanded the effect of the enemy's arson. Signs of defeat have spread to the soldiers at the bottom. They cannot guard a camp here that will turn into a sea of ​​fire, nor can they stand alive and be choked to death by the smoke. They must break through!

Although they knew that there were countless enemy troops outside, leaving the camp in the dark at this time was like drinking poison to quench their thirst, Guo Yuan and Xia Zhao still made a difficult decision. In order to prevent the soldiers from disintegrating on the spot, they decided to split their troops into two groups and break through at the same time in two directions. After getting rid of the pursuit of the enemy behind them, they turned around and reported to the governor Gao Guan to this horrific war.

So, in the dark night, there were a few more people who were chased and hunted. The wolf ran to the tomb and drove the torch north. In Mayi, it had become a Shura field where teeth were grinding and blood were sucking, and people were killed.

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In the midst of the chaos of war, Fu Luohan, who was thrusting his feet, rushed out of the siege by the horse's neck, and the followers beside him had been killed and scattered. He had only his leather robe covered with two arrows on his back, which made him grin.

I don’t know how long I had escaped, but this Xianbei warrior, who was one of thousands, rushed out.

He was secretly glad in his heart that although the defeat tonight happened inexplicably, which made Fu Luohan feel reborn in his heart, at least he survived. As long as he survived, everything would still have hope.

Slowly, more than ten Xianbei people gathered around him.

The sound of horse hooves of the pursuers in the rear had passed away. Fu Luohan, who continued to move forward, even saw a small group of Xianbei people ahead and fled on torches. He was immediately delighted and approached them carefully, hoping to take over the defeated Xianbei people. After all, there was no one of the followers and cavalry around him.

"Master Fu Luohan?"

As soon as he approached, the Xianbei people opposite also recognized Fu Luohan. Fu Luohan suddenly widened his eyes and asked:

"Who are you?"

"I am Yu Zhuhuo under Lord Kebineng's tent. I am here to gather the scattered troops here at the order of Lord Kebineng."

"Oh." I heard that it was Ke Bineng's troops, Fu Luohan's heart was slowly relieved.

This spring, he presented beauty to him, in summer, in autumn, and in winter, Kebineng was not only a smart man who could change his styles in all seasons, but also a powerful minion who would lead his troops to charge in battle. So far, he was one of the few people who helped Luo Han Xinzhong.

"Where is Ke Bineng? He runs quite fast."

Fu Luohan asked, and finally added:

"I was caught in an arrow and scattered with the troops again. You guys come with me first and find a good man who can draw arrows."

"Okay, the villain has already asked someone to look for it."

Yu Zhuge's complex expression was nodded, and a smile appeared on his young face. After he found Fu Luohan, he immediately sent someone to find Ke Bineng.

Not long after, Ke Bineng came here with a large group of cavalry.

Looking at Ke Bineng's men holding the stick, unscathed, they had already dismounted and stopped bleeding. Fu Luohan, who was about to pull out the arrow, frowned, and subconsciously struggled to get up, and then flipped onto the horse again.

He rushed out of the dead. According to his estimates tonight, he probably suffered heavy losses except for the Han soldiers with strong camps, such as the Pufulu in the Wuhuan, the rich chiefs of the Galgo tribes, the Xianbei people, including his troops, and the sudden night attacks, and the loss will be heavy.

Although the Huns could not keep chasing them in the dark, it would be not easy for those who fled in chaos to find and gather them together.

But Ke Bineng's troops seemed to suffer very little losses.

This made Fu Luohan subconsciously contact the strange Ye Xi people tonight, and there was an ominous premonition on his head.

"Sir, I will be blessed by the God of Eternal Life, and I can see you safely and soundly."

Ke Bineng, who came to the horse, still showed his usual respectful and humble smile, but when it fell into Fu Luohan's eyes, he was as gloomy and terrifying as a wild wolf with hidden murderous intent and waiting for an opportunity.

"Kebineng, it seems that your troops did not suffer much loss!"

Fu Luohan stared at Kebineng and said in a reprimanding tone, but Kebineng smiled as usual, and he explained with greater humility.

"It's all the blessings of the immortal god. The athletes of the tribe discovered it early and rushed all the way to the death. They rushed out of the ghost place first, and were safe and sound."

After hearing this, Fu Luohan laughed and said without any scruples:

"Well, very good. The night gave the Huns the convenience of attacks and also gave us the Xianbei people the opportunity to retreat. My troops also escaped a lot. I have asked Yu Gui Ni to gather people. Let's go back to the grassland of Yinshan first, and this time the blood feud will be settled with the Huns next time."

"Ah! Sir, don't you know yet? Yu Guini has been killed in battle. I have tied the body to the horse's back and I am thinking of bringing him back to you."

Ke Bi Neng's expression was exaggerated, and he shouted, and with a wave of his hand, the person next to him led a horse with a corpse tied to him.

Fu Luohan's face also changed color. He was eager to love his son and subconsciously glanced at the corpse on the horse's back. In the flashing flames, he found that the person on the horse's back was only seriously injured, not dead, and was not reborn.

Oops, it was discovered!

Fu Luohan's face changed drastically, and he wanted to rush out of the crowd when he beat the horse. However, Ke Bineng, who had been observing his expression, would not give him this opportunity? With an order, several knights set up spears and blocked Fu Luohan's way. Yu Zhuze, the warrior next to him, even started attacking. The spear hit Fu Luohan's lower abdomen, and swung it hard, and picked the injured Fu Luohan off the horse on the spot.

The other Xianbei people who fled along the way with Fu Luohan were also killed by the cavalry brought by Kebien.

"Kebineng, you bastard, dare you betray me!"

At this time, Fu Luohan, who was seriously injured and fell off his horse, opened his eyes wide open, his eyes were cracked. He covered his bleeding wound and glared at Ke Bieneng and cursed.

"Haha, Lord Fu Luohan, the eagle on the grassland, every time you gather your wings, it's for the next attack. In fact, from the day you accept my tribe, you should have thought that there will be such a day!"

Kebi could look at Fu Luohan like a wounded tiger and smiled coldly.

The next moment, his face was cold and he no longer had a smile. His big hand, like a palm-leaf fan, suddenly waved, and the Xianbei athletes around him took action when they saw this.

In an instant, the Xianbei warrior, who had once chosen one in a thousand, was penetrated by multiple spears, and the blood sprayed out dyed the grass red. This huge body also spasmed slightly as the spear pulled away.

"Have you found traces of the budu root?"

Ke Bi Neng, who ordered Fu Luohan to kill, stared at the corpse for a while. After confirming that the other party was completely dead, he immediately pulled his horse to the side and asked Zuo Nu, Zhuluo Hou and others who happened to be rushing to come.

"No." Zuonu and Zhuluo Hou shook their heads one after another. They followed Kebineng's order and divided their troops on the way to escape. On the one hand, they were to gather the defeated soldiers of other tribes, and on the other hand, they took the opportunity to intercept Bu Dugen and others.
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