Pingcheng, Yanmen County, is the end of autumn at this time, and it seems a little sluggish, and the merchants who come and go on weekdays have become fewer because of the invasion of the Xianbei people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a large tent that was temporarily set up, a general sat in the center, listening to the report of his sergeant.

"General Qiyu, I found traces of foreign tribes near the Yin Pavilion, and it is roughly estimated that there are more than 20,000 horses."

Zhang Liao nodded, it has been more than ten days since the first discovery of Tu Village, and traces of Xianbei people have been found during this period, but those people are too cunning and have never been pursued.

However, Zhang Liao was experienced in a hundred battles, and although he did not meet the Xianbei people, his marching route always blocked the Xianbei people in Yanmen County.

Because Zhang Liao knew that if he let this Xianbei person pass through Yanmen and enter the hinterland of Bingzhou, even if he was finally eliminated, the losses would be incalculable.

Yanmen County is vast and sparsely populated, although several villages were slaughtered, but fortunately, the loss was not large, this time the traces of the Xianbei people were finally tracked, and Zhang Liao must not let it go.

"General, our army only has more than 5,000 people, and the other party has 20,000 iron cavalry, which is not easy to deal with." A lieutenant said with a frown.

Zhang Liao snorted lightly and said, "What are you afraid of?" The general rose up with hundreds of soldiers, exterminated the Yellow Turban, fought against Dong Zhuo, and broke the Huns, I have 5,000 sons, why be afraid? ”

"Yes, the Xianbei people burn, kill and loot, do all kinds of evil, and they must not be let go!" One person said that he was an authentic Yanmen man, and he was indignant when he saw his fellow villagers being killed.

Zhang Liao nodded and said, "The army listens to the order, and the soldiers send to the Yin Pavilion, breaking Xianbei!" ”

Zhang Liao immediately led 5,000 men and horses, galloping to Yinguan City, while constantly sending scouts to inquire about the news.

When we reached the foot of the tired mountain, a scout came to report that a team of Xianbei people was repairing behind the mountain.

"How many people are there?" Zhang Liao asked

The scout replied: "General Qiyu, the opponent's army is scattered and cannot be counted in detail, but roughly speaking, there should be two or three thousand people." ”

Zhang Liao's eyes lit up, and he sneered: "There are two or three thousand people? And the army is not in order, hmph, this day wants to be destroyed! ”

"The army listened to the order, followed the general over the tired mountain, and wiped out this group of Xianbei people!" Zhang Liao said.

Immediately, under the leadership of Zhang Liao, the army began to climb over the tired mountains.

Tired Mountain is a stone mountain, not very high, soon, the team came to a hillside, Zhang Liao crossed the hillside, and sure enough, he saw a group of Xianbei people gathered at the bottom of the mountain.

Those Xianbei people were eating, apparently they had just finished looting, and Zhang Liao even saw a few women inside.

The picture is naturally unsightly, several Xianbei men are doing evil things around a woman, and other Xianbei people are laughing next to them.

Zhang Liao was furious, turned around, and said to the sergeants: "Brothers, rush down with General Ben and kill all these miscellaneous pieces!" ”

"Kill!"

Zhang Liao shouted violently, lifted the hook and sickle knife in his hand, took the lead, and rushed down from the top of the tired mountain.

The five thousand sergeants behind him also raised the weapons in their hands, and followed Zhang Liao to kill the group of Xianbei people.

This group of Xianbei people had indeed just plundered a village, robbed all the grain, cattle, sheep and other things in the village, and even kidnapped a few women, repairing and having fun under the tired mountains.

And the leader of this Xianbei team is the son of Xianbei's younger brother Fu Luo Han who is single in Budugen, named Chu Gui Ni.

When Zhang Liao led the army to rush down from the top of the tired mountain, the mud was fighting on the belly of a woman.

Suddenly hearing the sound of shouting and killing, the mud couldn't help but be surprised, and the thing suddenly softened.

Ignoring this, he hurriedly turned over and led the Xianbei people to resist.

However, Zhang Liao's army was condescending and had an advantage in numbers, and at this time, the Xianbei people were shocked, and Zhang Liao's sergeants were angry one by one, and their combat effectiveness was off the charts, how could the Xianbei people resist.

The already chaotic team was rushed by Zhang Liao's army and completely dispersed, no matter how it shouted to the mud, it was useless.

The sound of the hum did not stop the scattered Xianbei soldiers, but it attracted Zhang Liao's attention.

Zhang Liao couldn't see that the leaking mud was the leader of this group of Xianbei soldiers, snorted coldly, and turned his horse to kill and gallop away.

Along the way, Zhang Liao flew up and down with a hook and sickle knife, and really fought his way out.

Na Gui Ni also saw Zhang Liao killing himself, and he was so frightened that his heart and gall were broken, but just now because of the fright, he was paralyzed and weak, and he couldn't even lift the strength to pat the horse.

Seeing that Zhang Liao was getting closer and closer, the horse that had returned to the mud was spinning in place, and he didn't escape a single step.

Zhang Liao would not pity this animal who came to Yanmen to burn and loot, raised the big knife in his hand, and chopped his head!

At the moment of life and death, he stimulated the potential of his body, and struggled to raise the scimitar in his hand to resist Zhang Liao's big knife.

However, it is Zhang Liao who is facing the mud, even if it stimulates the potential of the body, it is useless, and he is still a weak chicken in front of Zhang Liao!

Zhang Liao's powerful knife was not blocked by the scimitar of the leaking mud in the slightest, and he directly cut off his head with a knife.

The rest of the Xianbei people saw that the situation was not good, and they scattered one after another, but most of them were still covered up and killed by Zhang Liao's sergeants.

There are also hundreds of people, kneeling directly on the ground and begging for mercy, because according to their cognition, only asking for mercy, these Han people will definitely bypass them.

"General, what should we do with these Xianbei people who have surrendered?"

Zhang Liao rode his horse to these Xianbei people and snorted coldly: "When you wait for Hu to kidnap and plunder the Han people, there must be people who beg for mercy, have you ever let them go?" Now he is invincible, but he wants to beg for mercy and live, dreaming! ”

Zhang Liao's words made the hearts of these Xianbei people sink, and sure enough, after that, Zhang Liao spit out a word: "Kill!" ”

There is no suspense, the remaining Xianbei people were all killed, looking at these Xianbei people who were killed, Zhang Liao snorted coldly and said to himself: "This is just the beginning, the disaster caused to the Han people must be doubled!" ”

Here, Zhang Liao defeated the Xianbei army of 2,000 people and almost wiped out all of its men, but some of them still fled and ran to the Xianbei army fifty miles away.

It was the 20,000 Xianbei army personally led by Bu Dugen, the leader of the Xianbei in the west.

Seeing Youxianbei's rout fleeing back, Bu Dugen was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "What happened?" Why didn't he come back? ”

The deserter hurriedly replied: "Our department was ambushed by the Han army, and General Gui Gui Ni was killed!" ”

"What do you say? Who killed my son? Fu Luohan next to him hurriedly asked.

"I don't know."

Fu Luo Han was furious, and said to Bu Dugen next to him: "Big brother, you can't let the Han army chase after you anymore, let's fight, and avenge my son's leaking mud!" ”