Ji Lou Yuan was very gloomy, looking at the people who were still shouting there, many Huns had been instigated, and the ruthlessness in their eyes appeared, and they got up and walked towards him.

When the pawn saw Ji Lou Yuan coming over gloomily, he did not have the slightest fear, but became more and more rampant, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ji Lou Yuan and scolded, not knowing that his death was coming. Ji Louyuan's eyes froze, he pulled out the sword on his waist and slashed it fiercely, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The disturbing voice stopped abruptly, and the ugly mouth of the pawn was still open, as if there was something unfinished. A bright line of blood on his neck, ready to move, soon the plasma gushed out like a spring, his mouth let out a painful moan of "ho ho", and he covered his neck with both hands, trying to stop. His eyes widened, full of surprise and fear.

In a few breaths, when the household became a bloody man, he fell to the ground and died, and his body convulsed a few times, and there was no sound again. The blood that rushed out splashed Ji Louyuan's body, and his cold eyes swept the somewhat shocked Huns around him, and his cold voice burst: "Trouble the hearts of the army, kill!" The military spirit was suddenly scolded, and everyone was shocked by Ji Louyuan's ruthlessness and decisiveness.

Ji Louyuan walked to the slope, raised his head condescendingly, and said loudly: "We have reached the point of life and death, and it is useless to complain about frustration. For now, there are only two paths, either wait for death, or continue to move forward. If you are willing to follow me Ji Lou Yuan, I will definitely take him to create a way out, if you are unwilling, I will not stop you, let him leave! ”

No one made a sound, in this prairie, breaking away from the big army, will only die faster, no one will make this choice, can only follow Ji Louyuan to continue walking. And there are hundreds of soldiers who followed Ji Louyuan to cross the hundred canals, as if they remembered the pride of the beginning, looking at Ji Louyuan high above, and there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

Ji Lou Yuan glanced at the subordinates sent by Hu Zheng and Qiangqu, who were not his own descendants, but belonged to their fun. was swept away by his indifferent eyes, and involuntarily avoided it, and lowered his head. Turning his head, Ji Lou Yuan urged: "Since no one objects, then give me food and water, rest for a while, and prepare to go!" ”

Slowly passing through the crowd, in a place where others could not see, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he came back to his senses, the sweat of the vest made him feel a chill, and he was really worried that the morale of the army would be weak and the soldiers would be in chaos.

"Old man, you say, how long will it take to get to the surrendered city? Did you deliberately bring us this, what is your intention? If not, I'll be the first to kill you!" "This is the fierce voice of the servant.

When he turned his head to look, he saw that Fu Gu Huaijing grabbed the old guide's chest with one hand and held it up, his face full of anger. The old guide hung in the air, struggling, his face flushed and out of breath.

Ji Lou Yuan hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and shouted loudly: "Fugu Huaijing, what do you want to do!" He's our only guide, kill him, do you want us all to die here? Well? If you don't put people down for me, if you die, I won't spare you! ”

It was rare to see Ji Lou Yuan so angry, and Fu Gu Huai was a little weak-hearted, and smiled at Ji Lou Yuan: "Lord, don't be angry, I'm just scaring and scaring him!" After saying that, he gently placed the person on the ground, and was relieved, and the old guide lay on the ground and coughed several times in succession, apparently suffocating.

Ji Lou Yuan squatted in front of the old man, his eyes were waveless, and he asked softly the guide who had not slowed down for a long time: "Old guide, we have been following you in this grassland for a long time, but there is still no shadow in the surrendered city. Tell me honestly, how long will it take to get there, or you can't recognize the way and can't tell the direction! ”

When he raised his eyes, he saw Ji Lou Yuan staring at him with an expressionless face, like a wounded beast, which made him more frightened than the intimidation of Fu Guhuai, and it was extremely dangerous. The old guide was a little panicked, and hurriedly replied: "This place is close to the surrendered city, and it will be three days to the west!" ”

"Really?" Ji Lou Yuan still had that expression. Seeing that Ji Lou Yuan didn't believe it, the old guide was a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "The villain walked these roads when he was young, absolutely guaranteed, otherwise, the prince can kill me!" ”

Stared at the guide's eyes for a long time, before he got up and said lightly: "What I want is the surrender city, if you kill you to be useful, can you still live until now?" ”

Without much words, after resting, he continued westward with more than 3,000 cavalry, just to beg for his life. After another day of running, when the soldiers were numb, the old guide suddenly exclaimed excitedly: "Look, prince, it's almost here!" ”

Ji Louyuan was shocked when he heard this, and looked ahead, sure enough, the green grass was full of traces of people and animals. His eyes lit up, and he was excited, with these traces, there must be a Xianbei tribe nearby, so the surrendered city is not far away!

The Hun cavalry were also reborn and excited, and finally saw the hope of life, and were convinced by Ji Louyuan, and the prince really led them to find a way out, and naturally ignored the skill of the guide.

At this time, Ji Louyuan no longer had any aristocratic demeanor, his clothes were ragged, his stubble was thick, his hair was messy, and like all the Hun armies, his lips were dry and the ice was cracked. opened his mouth and said: "Let's go, find a Xianbei tribe, let me wait for a good rest and a full meal!" The Huns became excited, shouted and galloped away with Ji Louyuan.

Sure enough, only forty miles to the west, I found a small Xianbei tribe of 1,000 people, it was dark night, and there was occasionally a little noise in the quiet tribe.

"Lord!" Ji Lou Yuan glanced at Fu Gu Huaijing, and saw that he looked eager to try, and the Hun knights around him were the same. Since entering Monan, I haven't seen anyone alive, and at this time, there is such a Xianbei tribe in front of me, and everyone is like a shark smelling fishy, about to show its fangs!

Ji Lou Yuan had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and whispered to Fu Guhuai: "Go, don't leave a single one!" With that, the Huns behind him swooped down under the command of Fugu Huaijing, and one by one let out excited screams, surrounding the Xianbei tribe and breaking the peace.

Soon the Xianbei tribe resounded with a burst of killing, the men were quickly killed, the women were abused by the Huns, the Huns' unbridled lewd laughter, the screams of the Xianbei women, the crying of children, entangled together, the whole scene was extremely cruel. Ji Louyuan watched quietly from a distance, looking at it intently.

When everything was quiet again, it was already dawn, and the original Xianbei camp was reduced to a white field. Men, women, old people, children, not one was left behind, and all were slaughtered. The corpses were piled up and burned, and all the blood and sin was hidden in the ashes.

With the addition of this Xianbei tribe, more than 3,000 Xiongnu regained their vitality and high morale. When they gathered and set off in the early morning, the Hun soldiers were still excited, and they all laughed lewdly, and it seemed obvious that the Xianbei women had made them enjoy it last night.

Ji Louyuan pointed to the piece and said coldly: "See, if you don't want our women and children to end up like this, only if you are strong, the weak have no right to live!" ”

Ji Louyuan said seriously, the excitement of the Hun soldiers gradually faded, and they were ready to be killed, and the army was defeated. Thousands of armies galloped by, leaving behind only a mess and a desolate place, and the grass that would grow in the coming year must be exceptionally green.

On the next journey, I met several small Xianbei tribes, which were no different from before, and did not leave a single living mouth. The lone army is deep, and it is a surprise attack, and there is no more information to leak, and there is nothing more stable than a dead man.

It was another quiet evening, looking at the shadows of the distant surrendered city, Ji Louyuan's eyes were extremely hot, and it had finally arrived. Behind him was three thousand murderous cavalrymen, hungry for swords and thirsty, baring their fangs at the Xianbei people.