The soldier in charge of the translation of the blood guard stepped forward and asked questions, and more than a hundred captives stood quietly in place, as if they had never heard before.

Blood Guard walked up to Jia Rong with a guilty face and bowed, "General, no one answers." ”

Jia Rong sneered: "Very good! ”

Stuffed the jerky in his mouth, pulled out the Qingyu sword and walked to a Xianbei person, the blue light flashed, and a head flew out with a pillar of blood, splashing Jia Rong covered in blood.

wiped a handful of blood from his face, still chewing on the jerky in his mouth.

The rest of the Xianbei people saw this as if they were facing a great enemy, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Jia Rong, "killing people without blinking" Among the Xianbei people, the leader who understands Han culture flashed such a word in his mind, lingering, and being able to eat when killing people shows that the life of the person who died in front of him is unknown.

"If you ask again, the first time no one answers, kill one, the second time no one answers, kill five, the third time ten, the fourth time fifty, and the fifth time kill all of them."

As soon as the words fell, twenty blood guards stepped forward with scimitars in hand.

When the soldiers finished translating these words, there was a brief commotion among the Xianbei people, and no soldier was willing to answer.

When the blood guard asked for the third time, the Xianbei man in front of him couldn't stand the threat of death, and knelt on the ground with a puff, begging for mercy loudly.

After the blood guard asked about the situation in a few words, he came to Jia Rong's side with an excited face and muttered a few words softly.

Jia Rong jumped up, "Bring them to me!" ”

The two Xianbei people were brought up, and Jia Rong saw the extraordinaryness of the two at just a glance, without the influence of power, there would be no such temperament, this is the majesty that only a superior person will have, different from the feminine literati of the Han Dynasty, the two of them give people a strong masculinity and murderous aura.

Picking up the jerky that had fallen on the ground, Jia Rong asked in a low voice, "Tell me your identity." ”

Without the soldier's translation, one of the Xianbei people replied: "Mu Da, Que Ju's son." ”

Jia Rong glanced at Mu Da approvingly, being able to be so calm and knowledgeable about current affairs in the enemy's camp is a talent who is not a humble person.

Ignoring the anger on the face of another Xianbei man, he continued: "This is Murong Li, the beloved son of Murong Dashuai. ”

Jia Rong disregarded the image of hahadaxiao and said: "I didn't expect to catch two big fish, 10,000 good horses and 100,000 livestock still humiliate your value." ”

Mu Da sneered: "With your team of hundreds of people, you are delusional and delusional to be the enemy of tens of thousands of Xianbei warriors. ”

Murong Li also said in fluent Chinese: "If you are interested, let us go as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame us for being polite." ”

The two of them actually knew Chinese at the same time, and there were very few people who could speak Chinese in the entire Xianbei army, but they didn't expect to meet two at once, and their luck was not prosperous.

"Slap", Jia Rong slapped Murong Li on the left side of the face, and said: "Didn't your father teach you that those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away, and if you fall into my hands, you still want to take revenge, hmph, don't look at you now, no matter how disrespectful you are, I can't guarantee that there will be something less on your body when you go back." ”

Murong Li couldn't help but shudder, and glanced at Jia Rong in fear.

"I don't know the name of this general?" Mu Da asked.

Jia Rong snorted coldly and said: "If the eldest husband doesn't change his name or surname, Jia Rong, don't talk about you, even your father is here in person, and Lao Tzu will arrest them." ”

The two of them heard that their faces became ugly, the strong in the Xianbei are respected, the father of the two was a warrior who followed the Tanshi Huai Khan to fight in the east and west, and was insulted by a Han general, and the anger in his heart can be imagined, but the two will not think about arguing with this hateful Han general, a demon king who kills people without blinking, too much nonsense brings only death.

"What's in it if I let you go?"

Mu Da and Murong Li were very puzzled by Jia Rong's sudden appearance of a profiteer, and they were still speaking righteously at the last moment, but they were thinking about interests in the blink of an eye, and the rapid change of roles made the two dumbfounded.

"The general just mentions it." Holding back the disdain in his heart, Mu Da asked in a calm tone as much as possible.

"You first talk about Xianbei's troop deployment in Beidi County and the soldiers and horses in Lingzhou, let me see your sincerity first."

Mu Da was immediately speechless, such an important news became a test of sincerity in Jia Rong's mouth, the disdain in his heart was quietly put away, and the gaze that looked at Jia Rong was once again puzzled, and the combination of several things before and after, Mu Da found that he couldn't guess what this Han man was thinking.

Looking at the two people with dark faces, Jia Rong smiled and said: "Actually, if you don't say it, I also roughly know that Lingzhou is responsible for the central dispatch, your goal is not to occupy Beidi County, but to loot the materials of the Han people, the county is in danger, it seems that the key to solving the crisis lies in the two of you, and I don't know what your status is in the hearts of Murong Feng and Que Ju." ”

"You die of this heart, Dashuai won't change because of the two of us, shameless Han people." With Mu Da's cultivation, he couldn't help but scold.

Jia Rong smiled and said, "As far as I know, Murong Feng only has one son, so it can't be you, hahahaha." ”

Murong Li's face was pale, "Lao Tzu's heroes are not necessarily heroes", Murong Li grew up with a golden bowl in his mouth, Murong Feng was wise and wise, and made great achievements, but he had a shortcoming to protect the child, Murong Li was like Yuan Shu with the family of the fourth and third princes in Xianbei, and he could go sideways, so after facing life and death so seriously, Murong Feng led the troops out this time or Murong Feng listened to Que Ju's words, and let Murong Li come out to practice, but he didn't expect it to fall into the hands of the Han people.

Every time the Xianbei people invade the Han territory, it is rarely to occupy the city, loot the materials, and rob the people and women of the Han people, which is their goal, this time is the same as before, not that they are unwilling to stay in the rich and prosperous Han, but that the number of Han people is too large, and the long-lasting defense of the city is not what the Xianbei people are good at.

"The Han people are not so easy to bully, I want you to see how Xianbei was driven out of the Han realm."

Leaving the stunned two, Jia Rong got up and left.

Even if the two told Jia Rong anything, he would not believe it all, and he could not hand over the fate of the army to the two captives.

Suddenly, a clever plan flashed in Jia Rong's mind, "Capture the thief and capture the king first!" "Now the Beidi County is full of smoke, except for the county town is still struggling to support, the rest of the places have fallen, and in a few days, under the powerful offensive of Xianbei, the county town will not be protected.

With Xianbei's efforts, most of the tens of thousands of people in Beidi County gathered in the county seat, and Jia Rong didn't dare to imagine what it would be like after the city was broken.

Murong Feng and Que Ju are in the nearby Lingzhou City, as long as they are careful, they can completely give the Xianbei people a salary from the bottom of the kettle, so that the 140,000 Xianbei army can retreat without a fight.

The closest to Jia Rong was the five hundred blood guards led by Zhao Yun, wandering not far from Jia Rongjun.

So far in the battle, there are more than 300 people left in the 500 blood guards, and more than 3,000 people in Xianbei have been wiped out, such a record is enough to laugh at the world, but Jia Rong is not happy, the situation of the rest of the team has come one after another, the loss of cavalry is about half of Xianbei, and if it goes on like this, Xianbei's 30,000 cavalry can completely wipe out the 5,000 Xiliang army, losing the advantage of cavalry, for the Xianbei army that is roaring, there is only a situation of passive beating.

"Tricks are the best way to win!" Now Jia Rong's mind is full of how to gain an advantage on the entire battlefield, kill the enemy's head, and achieve victory.

In the past three days, Jia Rong has led people to go out day and night, even if he fights Xianbei people, he is picking a weak team.

"Lord!"

I haven't seen him for many days, and the solidification makes Zhao Yun look like a black man, and his bare face is still beautiful in the air.

There are less than 300 people left of the 500 blood guards led by Zhao Yun, which shows the fierceness of the battle, each blood guard is the hard work of the Xiliang army, selected from tens of thousands of troops, and all of them are well-known men.

Six hundred and twenty blood guards put on the clothes of the Xianbei people and held high the banner of Murong, in Xianbei, the Murong Department is famous for its erudition, and the people in the clan learn the culture and language of the Han people, and Tanshi Huai was trusted when he was alive, otherwise he would not have become the strongest one in Xianbei.

When Zhao Yun learned that Jia Rong led five hundred blood guards to kill more than 3,000 Xianbei cavalry, the admiration in his heart was like the flooding of the Yellow River, which was enough to laugh at the achievements of the world, but Zhao Yun did not feel any shocking things on Jia Rong, as if he took it for granted.

Jia Rong roughly told Zhao Yun about the situation on the battlefield, the number of Xianbei troops on the battlefield surged to 140,000, such news was enough to shake the firm heart of every general, and the strength of the Xiliang army was only 30,000.

No one in the Xianbei army knows Murong Marshal's beloved son and Que Ju's son, there is no danger on the way to Lingzhou, Zhao Yun was a little worried about Jia Rong's decision, but he didn't say it, the army is at such a disadvantage, there is no other way to stop the pace of the Xianbei people, can it be persuaded that Jia Rong will cede land to the Xianbei people to compensate for the peace policy, I am afraid that he will be beheaded by Jia Rong before he finishes speaking.

The people who can stir Jia Rong's heartstrings the most are the people, otherwise there would not be the water boat that caused the world to shake at the beginning, and cutting the land and seeking peace is to push tens of thousands of people into the pit of dire straits.

The battle with the Qiang people made Jia Rong very familiar with the geography of Beidi County, although the Xianbei army was strong, and the Xiliang army was only defeated.

Jia Rong has no way of knowing how many soldiers and horses Xianbei has stationed in Lingzhou City, Murong Li and Mu Da have left Lingzhou for a long time, and the situation in the city is not very well understood, but Jia Rong is sure that there are not many troops in the city, and the Han cavalry wandering on the battlefield is only thousands, which has no deterrent effect for Xianbei who owns the city, and the battle of the county is at a critical juncture.

There is a big difference in appearance between Han people and Xianbei people, and the biggest trump card in their hands is the trump card of Murong Li and Mu Da, success or failure in this move.

Jia Rong suddenly found that his years of hard work were hanging by a thread, and the gentleman did not stand under the dangerous wall.