The faces of the people in the ostenses were tightly covered, and only the two eyes were exposed.

"The people from the Murong Department came out to answer!" Hedu shouted: "We are from the depths, come to collect debts!" ”

"When did the people in the deep part dare to provoke our Murong Ministry?" A figure soared into the air, like a large bird flying on the snow, giving the bone pine an endless shock.

Hedu was frightened, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards to the middle of the people.

He had only heard of the power of the channeling cultivators, but he didn't know how powerful they were. It never occurred to me that a person could fly against the laws of nature.

At this moment, his desire to get the channeling technique was stronger than ever.

"Old man Murongda, which one is in the depths?" The old man stood calmly in front of the team, without a little fear: "Aren't you afraid that we will report to the royal court?" ”

"The royal court?" Hedu's throat was a little hoarse, and he laughed like a night owl: "We came to take revenge from the depths, even if the royal court knows about it, we can only mediate." ”

"Hmph, now that we are at war with the Han people, if you want to take advantage of the fire to rob, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." Murong Da said hatefully: "What hides your head and tail, you are not deep at all." ”

He took a deep breath: "Just let the old man scratch your broken mask and let me see who you really are." ”

Just as he was about to attack, Gu Song signaled, and a rain of arrows swished.

Rao is Murong Da is powerful, he pulled out his sword and kept flying in front of him, but he also made a fuss.

"Where are the warriors of the Murong Division?" At this moment, the Murong family, who had been waiting for a long time, was already ready to go, and someone couldn't help but shout: "Father is panicking, and my son is here to answer you." ”

"All come out," Murong Da shouted in the interstice, "Kill none of these thieves and see which tribe they are." When the patriarch returns, he must destroy this tribe. Ouch! ”

He was distracted from talking, and he didn't think that an arrow would sink so vigorously that it suddenly pierced his left arm, and he couldn't help but exhale in pain.

The two sides were already very close to each other, and it took him strength to pull away each arrow, and he couldn't fight back at all.

The people of the Murong Department were in a hurry, but they didn't dare to release arrows indiscriminately, and there were clan elders who stayed behind in the middle.

When Murong Da finally retreated, the people from the bone pine department came to the tail, and the arrows on both sides kept flying in the air. There were constant screams, injuries or shots.

At this moment, Zhao Yun and his people just rushed to the periphery of the Murong Ministry.

The blessing of the bone pine department, the only few lookout posts on the road, have long been shot by them. Besides, the Xianbei people don't pay attention to the scouts and the outer guards at all.

I didn't expect that when it was cold, there were still people who deceived the door.

"Dog eats dog," Zhao Yun smiled dumbly when he heard Zhao Dong's report: "It's okay." Just let them turn on each other for a while. However, which tribe wants to take advantage of the fire to rob? ”

He is not familiar with these tribes of Xianbei, so he listens to what everyone talks about, but the Wuhe tribe is deep in the Murong department. I don't know much about the relationship between them.,Anyway, they're all Hu people.,Just let them fight.。

I have to say that old Uhe left a good foundation for bone pine. There were enough arrows stored in the tribe, and each person carried three or four pots on his back, and one pot of arrows was a hundred. They came more than 2,000 people, that is, more than 800,000 branches.

It is said that this is the base camp of the Murong Ministry, and they have been relatively friendly to the Han people over the years, and have attracted many traitors, blacksmiths and the like have also taken a lot of captivity, making weapons and polishing arrows for them day and night.

However, the history of the development of the Murong Department is a history of battles, except for winter, they are fighting almost all the time, and the consumption of weapons, especially arrows, is quite large.

In addition, this time, the Murong Department almost went out and took away the vast majority of arrows, and the people left behind were equivalent to the old, weak, sick and disabled, and there were even fewer weapons.

Seeing that Murong was losing and retreating, Zhao Dong and Zhao Yun had practiced the guidance technique, what kind of eyesight? It can be seen clearly from a distance.

Zhang Fei didn't have time to observe the form at all, he held the spear in his hand for a while, and inserted it in his back for a while, just waiting for Zhao Yun to give an order, and he was about to attack with the army.

Murong Da felt aggrieved in his heart, one or two thousand people hit his doorstep, but he didn't have a chance to fight at all, but at first because he was big, he was shot in several places.

But if you're lucky, it's not a serious injury, and it's not a vital point, otherwise it would be a shame to the patriarch.

Looking at the arrows that were shot, the eyes of the people in the Murong Department were about to burst into flames, but there was nothing they could do.

The people of the loose bones shoot arrows, not aimlessly to consume arrows. In the steppe, no matter what tribe it is, when fighting, the use of arrows is very cautious.

At the end of each battle, the soldiers dismounted and collected the arrows stuck in the enemy's body one by one. Those that are blunt or have severed heads have to be discarded.

Although he had never commanded before, he had a lot of experience. The people of the Murong Department do not show their heads, and they will never release arrows here. As soon as you see a figure, you will immediately be shot into a sieve.

"Piff, you must not die well!" Murong Da was so anxious that his feet jumped, and he could only stare dryly, watching the enemy approach his courtyard wall step by step.

"You can't know if we're going to die well," Hedu drank several sips of wine, his throat was much sharper, and he laughed: "Anyway, you would have already thrown yourself into the arms of the Immortal Heaven at that time. ”

His words caused a burst of laughter from Gu Song, and even Gu Song himself laughed lightly, but because everyone was wearing masks, they couldn't see the expression on their faces at all.

"Third son, are they still fighting?" The foundation was a little anxious, he didn't know what the situation of the battle between the two sides was: "It is estimated that it is either the Uhe or the deep part that will attack." ”

"Because of the death of old Uhe, the Uhe tribe made it easy for Gu Song's erection to take the position, and he wanted to use the war to consolidate his position. But standing deep is now the descendant of Helian, constantly attacking. ”

And Lian? Zhao Yun finally heard the name of a person familiar in history.

To tell the truth, he had never heard of any roots, Chibu Aji, or even Uhe. Although Tanshi Huai is famous, the current Zhao Jiajun can't get close at all, and I don't know what this person looks like.

"We continue to shoot arrows at each other. I have to say that the people on the grassland are really not good at fighting tough battles! Seeing the two sides shooting happily in front of Murong Castle, Zhao Yun shook his head.

If it was the Han army, they would have set up a ladder to attack it by now.

The castle walls of the Murong Department are not tall, and from here, they look like they are about a zhang.

Since their elite had already been brought to Daddy Zhao Meng by Murong Huai, even if there were elites left, the number would not be many.

The name of the captain of Hu Xianbei is very loud in the minds of the grassland people, and no tribe dares to despise it.

The battle between the two sides entered the white heat, and they were still shooting arrows at each other.

Zhao Yun and the others waited impatiently, and they really thought that these Hu people would suddenly lose their combat effectiveness completely. (To be continued.) )