Damn it! Murong Qi saw that the Broken Dragon Stone had been lowered, and the only way out of the castle was sealed.

Unless you can reach the first-class martial arts, you can take to the air and jump two or three times to cross the obstacle between the two large trees.

"Qi'er, tigers are also human." I don't know what's going on, but my father Murong Da's words echoed in my heart again: "Don't think that every time you put down your livestock, you will leave." ”

"When you go, the tigers are watching in the dark. People are afraid of tigers, and tigers are actually afraid of people. ”

"We bring them food every day, and although they can't speak, they know in their hearts who is keeping them alive."

"If one day, if you can't get out through the secret road, you might as well pass through the tiger forest."

That year, when Murong Qi was eight years old, his father Murong Da took his son to send more than 20 cows to the tiger for the first time in the winter.

Once you become a warrior, you can fight with the tigers in the tiger forest.

When his father was young, when the tribe had just set up camp here, Murong Da fought with the tiger for the first time, and both sides fought for their lives, and he lay on the bed for more than ten days before getting up.

Later, the older generation of the tribe decided to stop the killing by carrying food to the tigers in the winter.

Although these non-talking animals held grudges, it just so happened that Murong Da did not kill the tiger. Since then, every time he fights with the tigers, in his senses, he is playing.

That's right, my father was serious, he thought the tiger was just playing.

Maybe there is only that way to go, Murong Qi sighed, the shouts of killing and surrender in the castle were intertwined, and if he didn't take the opportunity to run out, when the Han people came to their senses, they wouldn't want to run away.

He simply dismounted. Walking through the woods, I soon came to the usual path for feeding.

Although Murong Qi believed his father's words, his heart still beat vigorously.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them, but he didn't dare to let go of his speed. Creeping forward.

When people are running for their lives, they are often able to burst out with much more energy than usual, and before Murong Qi can react, people have already reached the feeding area.

Well, what's the sound? He was startled, his ears pricked up, listening carefully to the slight click he had just felt.

The same voice again, on the left! Murong Qi suddenly turned his head to look.

Oh my god! A white-fronted tiger with a hanging neck stared straight at him, walking unhurriedly under his feet.

Didn't see me. Don't come over! Murong Qi kept praying in his heart, Immortal Heaven must bless me and go smoothly to the ancestral court.

Maybe it was fear, maybe it was piety, he simply closed his eyes again and muttered silently in his heart.

I don't know how long it has been, but feeling a quiet place all around, Murong Qi couldn't help but open his eyes.

Immortal God. Why did it come to me? His whole body stiffened, and he watched as the tiger tilted its head to examine itself.

"You know me, don't you?" Murong Qi didn't care if it could understand his own language or not. Try to say in the softest voice of your own: "I often come to bring you something to eat, remember?" ”

The moment the tiger approached him, he almost wanted to make a move, but unfortunately he didn't move.

Generally speaking, only third-rate masters can compete with ordinary tigers, but this tiger is obviously the king of tigers. It's more than a lap bigger than the tiger I've ever seen.

It is estimated that even if his father is still alive, he may not be his opponent.

Its head slowly stretched out, and in Murong Qi's feeling, it seemed as if a century had passed.

I saw the tiger sticking out its nose and sniffing everywhere. He turned around and left.

It walked a few steps, then stopped, and turned its head to look at Murong Qi again.

Do you want me to follow it? Murong Qi was not sure, but he was still numb and trembling and followed behind.

is worthy of being the king of tigers, he only now really understands the meaning of the dragon and the tiger, and the indescribable leisure and elegance are appropriately used on this tiger.

This is coming out? Murong Qi didn't dare to believe it completely, until he was down-to-earth and watched the tiger king walk into the mountains and forests without looking back, and there were no more dead branches and leaves under his feet.

"Wait, Han Chinese!" He took one last look at the place where he had lived since he had been a child, and did not look back to the north.

At the same time, the Zhao family army basically didn't spend much effort, and they all captured Murong Castle.

Zhao Yun was disappointed, and even Murong Da, who seemed to have a few brushes at first, did not pose a threat to himself.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that if it weren't for Murong Da's injury, he would not have been left by Murong Huai to guard his homeland.

It's a pity that the old man of the foundation is completely his own mistake, which caused senseless casualties.

Zhao Yun didn't even care about how his subordinates handled the prisoners, standing in the snow, looking at the old man whose body had long been stiff.

Before he died, he wanted to protect his car and warn himself and others, and twisted his head behind him.

"The third son, the festival mourns and changes." Zhao Dong said that he should be closest to the old man, but now it is his turn to comfort people.

"Brother, it's still careless for my brother." In the family, the descendant line is always the largest, and Zhao Yun called his brother without a mistake: "I've been thinking about it, but I still let the old man come." ”

"Not only is Uncle Foundation gone, but we have also lost two hundred and twenty-seven men who can fight well, all of which are caused by my decision-making mistakes. Am I not fit to lead troops? ”

"Zilong, why are you talking like that?" Zhang Fei pouted: "Since it's a war, how can there be immortals?" ”

"Before the ancestor was determined to conquer the world, didn't he also lose many battles?"

Zhao Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was still too tender, and he felt that he had knowledge that was nearly two thousand years ahead, which made Xu Shu and the others feel that they could be alone.

No wonder Sun Wuzi said at the beginning: soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the place of death and life, and the way of survival, must not be ignored.

Fortunately, this time I sounded a wake-up call for myself, that is, with strategists by my side, any war, before it starts, we must be cautious and take precautions.

In any case, this time it was a victory, and as the main general, if you don't reward the meritorious people, it will also make the people below slack.

"Tell me, what have you seized?" Zhao Yun instantly returned to clarity.

"Third son, the list is here." Zhao Dong immediately took out a stack of papers: "However, the Murong Department may not have much inventory in terms of weapons due to the continuous wars. ”

"The rules on the grassland are all three-seven, and those who follow take thirty percent." Zhao Yun pondered for a moment, and immediately decided: "Let's increase the share, and the four or six will be opened." ”

"As the leader of the clan, you can choose first." He continued: "But the right not to distribute to them, let the soldiers understand who brought them the spoils of war. ”

Although there was nothing to do with Zhang Fei, he was still happy to look through the Murong family's armory to see if there was anything he liked.

It's a pity that the Murong family is almost out of the nest, and there is really nothing worth collecting left.

Of course, for ordinary Xianbei people, whether it is a weapon or livestock, they regard it as a treasure.

On the grassland, a little better weapons, a little more horses, cattle and sheep can make a big difference in your life.

"Third son, what should I do with the women and children left by the Murong family?" Zhao Dong asked routinely.

When Murong Xianbei was in chaos, he did not harm the Han people.

Even in Jin Daxia's novels, there are fictional characters of the Murong family, and it can be said that their influence in history is quite far-reaching.

"Cut the grass and kill it!" Zhao Yun said lightly: "If you dare to attack Captain Hu Xianbei, you must bear the corresponding responsibility. ”

"Actually, there are still some good women," Fan Meng interjected next to him: "I see that those soldiers are drooling." ”

"Didn't I understand when I said kill?" Zhao Yun suddenly raised his voice, feeling that something was wrong, and said slowly: "Woman, you can enjoy it first and then kill it." ”

"Except, of course, for the Han Chinese."

Zhao Dong wanted to ask something, but Zhao Yun left on his horse and headed in the direction of Hulin. (To be continued.) )

PS: I won't break the change, and I'm only back today. code the next chapter.