The crowd held their swords and stopped on the way, indifferent.

"What about me?!"

The words came lightly, and the Wuhuan young man named Lou Ban was tall and slender, with a clean face, riding out on horseback, surrounded by several supporters of other tribes, and his eyes swept over, his fists clenched, and he almost roared, "Pufulu, Ko Lou Dun...... And you have rebelled against me—"

"Our allegiance has always been to Wuhuan's Da Shan Yu and the king of Wuhuan, Lou Ban is the successor, you are not!" Gu Jin shook his head and said.

Lou Ban straightened his back on horseback and looked at the other side: "Bang Dun, if you fail, you will push Wuhuan towards the butcher's knife of the Han people, and only you can calm the anger of the Han people, but what you have done to Wuhuan over the years, I also see it in my eyes, tie you up and give it to Gongsun Zhi, it's not what I should do, you go, you can go anywhere, don't come back." ”

"You...... Okay very! ”

His chest rose and fell violently, and he glared at him through gritted teeth, and waved his hand violently: "Attack the mountain, arrest Lou Ban, and those traitors-"

The order fell, and there were not many people around to respond, most of the Wuhuan cavalry looked at other places, and some even quietly opened the distance, looking at this scene, the whole body was already cold, as the sound of fighting in the distance began to spread, he glared again at the thousands of people such as Lou Ban who stopped on the mountain road, reined in the horse's head, and galloped away with two thousand descendants to turn the direction and gallop towards the northeast.

Soon, a voice shouted to point out the way to the pursuing Xianbei people, and the Xianbei cavalry rushed over like a tide and launched a pursuit, and a part of the Wuhuan army stationed at the foot of the horse mountain was watching this Wuhuan army that did not know whether it was friend or foe.

The night was turning a dark color, and the black was about to fade.

At the end of April, dozens of miles south of Liucheng in Liaodong, the undulating hills looked desolate in the slender rain curtain, the dwarf trees and low grass, the water droplets fell on the corpses and wet the fur outside, and the vision extended forward, and the corpses, people or war horses that fell on the mud could be seen frequently, dyed a dark red in the muddy water, and then diluted by the rain.

A few days have passed since that night's battle, from the White Wolf Mountain to the north to the boundary of Liucheng, the 10,000 wolf horsemen who have rested and recuperated finally gathered on this land, and Zhao Yun, Zhaozhao, and Suo Nu took the lead, alternately hunting against the last 2,000 horsemen of Badun, at the end of this month, on a hill less than forty miles away from Liucheng, the regiment was surrounded.

The black horse splashed and came to the edge of the battlefield, Li Ke looked up at the faint shout in the distance, "Chief, this is it." Dismounted and held up a paper umbrella, on the back of a black horse, Gongsun stopped the inner armor, and the outer cover was a big coat, and he walked in the rain to that side.

On the hill, the sound of fighting was faint, and only a few dozen Wuhuan soldiers were standing in the mud with gaps and half-cut knives, and the original delicate leather armor of the Bunton who was protected in the middle was full of tears, and the left shoulder was cut off a piece of flesh and blood, and the mouth and nose were breathing heavily in the moist air, and blood was dripping from the corners of the mouth.

Almost all around were Xianbei people, some on horseback, some with knives and spears, and a few wounded people groaning on the ground. After a while, he was taken down by his companions.

Soon, the crowd crowded, made a way, narrowed his swollen eyes, and saw the figure in a big coat, over there, Gongsun Zhi also saw him, riding boots embedded in the mud, squeezing blood, and walked over. A Wuhuan soldier: "Ah! Then the bones snapped, the head shattered, the eyeballs burst out of their sockets, and they fell into the muddy water with a thud.

Li Ke withdrew his mace and pushed it to the side, glaring at the other side: "Try it again!" ”

When he said cruel words, he gritted his teeth and pushed away the soldiers in front of him, staggered a few steps with a knife in the gap, came to the front, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and spoke.

"They...... I can't see clearly, Lou Ban thinks that he has read the books of your Han people for a few years, and he thinks he is very smart...... He's stupid...... I thought that if I died, you would let Wuhuan go. ”

"You Han people are very powerful...... Early years...... I thought that some scholars came to Liaodong, and it was some people who couldn't survive who came here to teach the knowledge of the Han Dynasty and eat together...... When I fled, I realized that where are you Han Dynasty scholars, who are bandits without swords. ”

In the rain, he staggered and said a few words, and the earlier fear and panic gradually became numb in the flight, he looked at the tall figure opposite, and smiled with difficulty: "I...... I have always longed to be able to emulate the Xiongnu Maodun, Shan Yu and Xianbei Tanshi Huai to establish a prosperous era belonging to Wuhuan among the northern nomadic tribes...... We have multiplied here from generation to generation, what is this land by you Han people, why are you so domineering!! ”

"Shouldn't it?"

The drizzle stretched between the sky and the earth, washing the branches and leaves of the trees with slight undulations and swaying, and occasionally the wind blew and hit people's faces, and everything looked clammy and cold. Gongsun Zhi waited for him to finish saying this, and slowly walked over, and when the other party raised his weapon vigilantly, the corners of his mouth sneered disdainfully, "Don't you often talk about the law of the jungle?" You are weak, so I came, as for what you say about this land, we Han people, the reason is also very simple......"

The moment the scimitar slowly unsheathed, the big sword lifted a corner, and the sound sounded at the same time.

“.…… Wherever I go is Han land. ”

The blade hummed softly, and a semi-circular sword light appeared, as if cutting off the rain thread connecting heaven and earth, reflecting red across the neck, and the next second it shot out, like a large scarlet blood cloud. The blade returned to the sheath, and the big slash fell back, and Gongsun Zhi reached out to wipe a few drops of blood from his face and put it in his mouth.

The half-raised headless corpse fell into the muddy water, and the head fell to the ground with a thud and rolled. Gongsun Zhi turned around and strode away, waving his hand: "Kill the others, and then send a letter to Gongsun Du, Wuyan and Nengchen have run to his land, and ask him to send me their heads." ”

walked down the hill and turned over on the horse's back: "Order Yan Rou, take a good look at the Wuhuan people of White Wolf Mountain, and ask Lou Ban to come to Pinggang to see me, no one under his command can be missing, that's all!" ”

After a series of orders without pause, Gongsun Zhi handed over the rest of the matter to Yan Rou to deal with, and then went to the Pinggang camp with the main force and began to work on the Xianbei people in the northeast of Liao.

At the same time, Jizhou in the south.

Even if Xu Rong, who has led the army for many years and has incomparably experienced and rich experience in the battle array, is indescribably tragic in the face of Yuan Shao's main attack with elite soldiers, and at this moment, Gao Shun, who is in the first column of the front, has already put life and death out of the way.