Ma Chao slashed Murong Du, non-stop, carrying a blood-stained spear, and went straight to Murong Ke.

At this time, Murong Ke was already so angry that he was about to spurt blood, and the rolling anger rushed to his brain like a volcanic eruption, crushing his reason in the blink of an eye.

Murong Ke, who was originally planning to turn his horse and flee, saw that his son was killed, how could he still swallow this breath.

He roared, raised his sword, and actually killed Ma Chao.

"Hu Gou, don't do it yourself!"

Ma Chao slapped the horse pistol, rolled up the power of the storm, and stabbed up mightily.

Throat!

The scimitar and the silver spear collided in an instant, splashing a blood mist in the air, and the powerful shock wave expanded in all directions, knocking all the enemy and our soldiers within a radius of five steps to the ground.

In an instant, Murong Ke felt the huge force like the heavens and the earth cracking, like a mountain, rushing towards him.

His chest was immediately hit with a heavy hammer, and the shock was so shattering that the blood almost reached his throat.

"In Wei Guozhong, there is such a strong martial artist?"

Murong Ke was shocked in his heart, and immediately felt remorse, regretting that he should not have forced a battle on impulse because of his son's death.

He suddenly had a strong premonition that he might not be able to leave today, either to be captured or to die here.

Ma Chao didn't give him a chance to be surprised, the silver spear in his hand was like a meteor in the sky, overwhelmingly swept in, and in the blink of an eye, Murong Ke was wrapped in the shadow of the gun.

Flying sand and stones, blood and mist were filled, and the two of them were surrounded by swords and guns, thunder and thunder, and they saw only the shadow of the blade but no figure.

In the blink of an eye, seven moves have been taken.

These seven moves were already the limit that Murong Ke could bear, and after seven moves, he fell into a situation full of flaws.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

Another triple shot, a thunderous gun style, easily cracked Murong Ke's defensive moves, and stabbed him in the shoulder one after another.

In the blood splashing, Murong Ke grinned in pain and bared his teeth, and the big knife in his hand could barely hold it.

Suddenly, Ma Chao let out a lion roar, his arms exploded, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed out spirally, stirring the vortex blood swirl, and roaring out.

This is Ma Chao's strongest move, as fast as lightning, and it is bound to open the mountain.

Murong Ke gritted his teeth and tried his best to use his strength to block each other.

Burst!

The silver spear pierced through his fragile defensive moves, piercing his left shoulder and the blade piercing his back.

Murong Ke screamed in pain, he couldn't hold the scimitar in his hand, and fell out of his hand.

"Dismount Lao Tzu!"

Ma Chao roared wildly, and with his arms exerting force, he actually picked Murong Ke up from the horse and threw him out fiercely.

"Ah~~"

Murong Ke let out a painful howl like killing a pig, and his huge body rose into the air, and he was directly thrown out five steps away, and slammed into another unlucky Xianbei cavalryman.

Click!

Both of them broke at the same time and fell to the ground screaming.

Murong Ke, who landed on the ground, was in great pain, rolling on the spot, heartbreaking to death.

Ma Chao stepped forward, raised the big gun in his hand, and made a gesture to take his life.

"Don't kill me, I am the King of Xianbeixi, Murong Ke, the leader of the Murong Department, I am willing to surrender to the Great Wei!"

Murong Ke softened!

This humble and noble King of the West, at the moment of life and death, disregarded his identity and the revenge of his son's killing, and begged Ma Chao for mercy.

"Chief Hu of the Murong Department, then leave your dog's life and leave it to Your Majesty to dispose of, maybe it can be of some use."

Ma Chao put down the bloodstained gun, put away the killing machine, and ordered the soldiers to tie up Murong Ke and hand it over to Su Zhe for disposal.

Ma Chao raised his head and looked into the distance.

I saw that the whole field had been stained with blood, and more than 10,000 Xianbei soldiers had been broken by his iron horsemen, and the dead and wounded were scattered on the grassland like panicked ants.

In the distance, tens of thousands of Xianbei civilians were driving hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep, thousands of truckloads of gold and silver, and fled all the way to the east.

"The Son of Heaven has a fate, and no one is allowed to let them go!"

Ma Chao roared loudly, brandished the bloodstained gun in his hand, and chased after him again.

The iron cavalry soldiers of the Wei army, the killing intent was not exhausted, and with the rolling killing machine, they crashed into the panicked Xianbei people in a blink of an eye.

The blade rose again, mercilessly slashing at the panicked enemy, and they were ordered by Su Zhe to kill all the Hu people, leaving no one behind.

Although these Xianbei people were not warriors, they enjoyed the wealth of Xianbei soldiers, and the wealth plundered from the Great Wei was naturally also burdened with original sin.

The price is death.

The slaughter, which lasted from dusk to evening, was stained with blood for miles of wilderness, and the corpses of tens of thousands of Xianbei people were laid out on the blood field, turning into a meal for vultures hovering in the sky.

The sound of killing was far away, the battle was finally over, and the intention of killing was like the unfinished Wei soldiers, who began to light torches, searching for the wounded Xianbei people on the grassland, and mending the knives one by one, leaving no one behind.

Screams and pleadings echoed in the night sky.

Ma Chao turned on his horse, jumped into a carriage, and kicked a large iron box to the ground.

With the sound of a bang, boxes full of gold, silver and copper coins were dumped to the ground like a stream of water, and the golden luster was reflected in the firelight, and the Wei soldiers were dizzy.

The horse lifted up his head and looked in the direction of the east, and saw a long convoy with no end in sight, all loaded with gold and silver treasures, silk and silk, and full of innumerable riches.

"So much money is enough to support the military salary of the national army for several years, and now Your Majesty has made a fortune!"

Ma Chao grabbed a handful of copper coins, and his excitement was self-evident.

His gaze shifted from the carriages to the cattle and sheep scattered in the four fields, scattered in all directions, boundless, and numbered at least 200,000 heads.

"So many cattle and sheep, not only is there a military salary, but even grain and grass are not a problem, it seems that this time to destroy the Huns, not only do you not need to consume the money and grain of Dawei, but also make a lot of money!"

Ma Chao laughed.

On the grassland, the victorious Wei soldiers also raised their arms and shouted wildly, celebrating this hearty victory.

At that moment, Ma Chao ordered the army to camp on the spot, clean up the battlefield, and seize the weapons, horses, and countless cattle and sheep wealth left by the Xianbei people.

A day later, Su Zhe led the follow-up soldiers and horses and arrived at the battlefield.

The gate of the camp was wide open, and he was greeted by countless cattle and sheep, and mountains of gold and silver.

"Everything is as Your Majesty expected, that Murong Ke was reluctant to make money, the speed of escape was slowed down, and he was chased and killed by the ministers from the north, killing all the Huns who escaped from Danhan Mountain, and seized these cattle and sheep wealth, and even Murong Ke's ministers were captured alive."

Ma Chao pointed to the mountains of gold and silver, proudly showing off his military exploits to Su Zhe.

Su Zhe looked relieved and patted Ma Chao: "Meng Qi did a good job, tonight he killed cattle and sheep, and gave rewards to the soldiers, I and Meng Qi drank him happily!" ”

"Hooray—"

"Hooray—"

Hearing that there was meat to eat, the soldiers of the Wei army were excited, raising their arms and shouting, and the sound of the mountains shouting long live echoed in the sky over the endless grassland.