When Yang Wei commanded the army to attack Wancheng with Qin Jie in high spirits, our old friend and Lian were smashing pots and bowls, and the news from Fuyu made the green tendons on his forehead jump suddenly, and his eyes were red, and he didn't care that it was Ke Shi who came in to deliver the letter, and picked up the whip next to him and "snapped" The three whips were whipped on Ke Ji's body, and Ke Zhi escaped from the tent with his head in his hands.

Helian's temper became more and more irritable, the Xiongnu and Qiang, and even Wusun, who was far away in the west, had been contacted, and now Fuyu's reply was the same as theirs, although they were all very tactful, but to the effect that it was okay to plunder, and revenge was not to be discussed. Now that autumn is approaching, and the cold and harsh winter is approaching, most of the things that were plundered last time have been discarded because they were in a hurry to come back.

Now that even Danhan Mountain is gone, and the inventory is gone, and if you don't loot it again, you really can't survive this winter. But now Helian is still shrouded in the shadow of his father's tragic death, and his heart is burned by the flame of revenge, and the replies of the Xiongnu, Qiang, Wusun, and Fuyu are like a hammer, smashing him almost out of his mind.

He now spends his days using alcohol to anesthetize his nerves and abusing women to vent his anger. When his father was there, how could these ethnic groups dare to say a word, but now when they replace him, they are all prevaricating. This was extremely frustrating when his anger was blazing, and it seemed that he really couldn't sit in this position.

When Ke escaped from the tent, his eyes were full of helplessness and loneliness, and he didn't even feel the slightest feeling that a whip mark on his face was oozing blood. Ke Changchang sighed and muttered, "Xianbei...... It's over......"

His son Ke Ming's fist clenched so loudly that he leaned into Ke Zhi's ear and said: "Since he doesn't have the ability to do a good job in the position of Shan Yu, we will change to Shan Yu, and I think my father will ......."

Before the words fell, he heard a "snap", he received a loud slap, Ke Zhi trembled and pointed at his son, and said angrily: "He is the heir personally designated by Tanshi Huai Shan Yu, I am one day, you don't think!" After speaking, he turned around angrily and left, leaving Ke Ming standing there alone in a daze, Ke Ming's eyes were not resentful, some were just heartache and helplessness.

After a long time, a voice came from the tent curtain, "Someone!" "The guards outside the tent, you look at me, I look at you, and there is a look of horror in their eyes. At these times, it is common to be beaten in the tent, and there have been times when he was killed. No one dared to step into the tent again, as if it were a man-eating tiger.

Time passed in this embarrassing silence, minute by minute, only to see the curtain of the tent lifted, and Lian Tie appeared outside the tent with a blue face, and the guards outside were all pale and their legs trembled. This time, He Lian didn't lose his temper, pointed to one of the guards, and said, "Go and call Ke Zhi for me!" After speaking, he lifted the tent curtain and walked back to the tent.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the guard who was pointed at now realized that his underwear was soaked with sweat. He quickly turned around and ran to find Ke Zhi. No one laughed at him, and everyone had a feeling of being amnesty.

Soon, Ke Shi entered the big tent, and He Lian did not continue to lose his temper, obviously calmed down a lot, and the whole person looked a little depressed, and said to Ke Shi: "Send a messenger, agree to the conditions of their four clans, and unite to do his vote." Ke replied most gratifyingly: "Yes, I'll do it." After saying that, he exited the big tent.

Ke was most relieved, because He Lian finally recognized the situation, these four clans did not include Wuhuan, Wuhuan was defeated, and the news that Qiu Liju was captured had already been transmitted. Now there is no Wuhuan clan on the grassland, because of the Wuhuan territory, the grassland has been annexed by the Xiongnu, and the Wuhuan people have also become slaves of the Xiongnu.

The rules on the grassland are so cruel, without the warmth of the Central Plains. This coalition, whether Xianbei can dominate is a question, Xianbei's strength loss in the last war is also very serious, the strength is not as good as others, you have no right to speak, in a word, Xianbei is no longer brilliant.

Although the reality is very cruel, if you want to become strong again, you must recognize the reality, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity to let Xianbei stand at the peak of all ethnic groups again. Now Ke is going to contact all parties and launch an invasion, seeing that the weather has turned cold, if he doesn't launch it, he will freeze to death and starve to death in winter.

There are many things to do, send messengers to contact the Xiongnu, Qiang, Wusun, and Fuyu tribes, and also contact the major Xianbei tribes to prepare for the second southern invasion this year.

Yang Wei and Fu Zhi, Cao Ying, and Lan Yu After seeing the city defense situation of Wancheng, they all frowned, Wancheng's defense had almost no weaknesses, no wonder Qin Jie's ability did not take Wancheng. Fortunately, the Yellow Turban soldiers in Zhao Hong's hands are only about 200,000, and it seems that they can only attack.

What stunned Yang Wei was that Wancheng, which had no way to make them rack their brains and make Qin Jieduo helpless, was declared lost in less than a day under the crazy attack of these Yellow Turban captives. Stimulated by the exoneration of these captives and their promotion to prosperity, their combat effectiveness is simply terrifying.

Yang Wei looked at it in a cold sweat, if he defended in the city, it was estimated that he would not be able to withstand a day. Zhao Hong had already retreated to the inner city, it was too late, and Yang Wei also collected his troops and returned to the camp, leaving the town [***] to guard the outer city.

After counting the losses, at the end of this day, only one city wall was attacked, and the loss of soldiers was as high as 30,000 people, and the city and the city were stained red with blood, and the corpses were everywhere, although these people were prisoners, but they all died for the court, and the pension was indispensable, which was a huge expense.

Although the battle was not over, Yang Wei had already paid the prisoners of war as they should have received. This was conducive to raising morale, and when a small box full of gold was handed to the first captive who had stormed the city wall to stabilize his position, the entire military camp shook, and the negative emotions brought about by seeing the corpses of his comrades on the spot just now were instantly thrown out of the clouds.

It's one thing to hear a reward, it's another to see the real thing, and all of them have red faces and green lights in their eyes, and those who didn't go to war watched with jealousy as the prisoners of war showed off with the silver they had received. When it was announced who would be freed, very few chose to leave, and they all looked forward to receiving more rewards, and many were expected to spend a sleepless night.

The battle on the second day can be described as devastating, so that Qin Jie's eyes almost fell out, where is this still a person, it is obviously a hungry wolf, and Wancheng, which has been in a stalemate with him for a long time, giving him a headache, the inner city was broken in less than an hour. After these captives rushed into the inner city, as soon as they saw the yellow scarf on their heads, they immediately surrounded them as if they had seen pieces of gold.

In the end, there was not a single prisoner left on the battlefield in the inner city, and the enemy's head was their battle exploits, and more than 100,000 enemy troops were really more monks than more than 600,000 hungry wolves, and many people didn't even get a single battle.

When the fighting subsided, the army returned to the camp, leaving only some of the people who had not earned the merits to clean up the battlefield, and they could earn a small amount of military merit by doing this, which was also a little compensation for those who were incapable of killing.

When Bei Zhan came to report, his expression was a little strange, and he reported: "My lord, the results of the battle have been counted, more than 159,000 enemies have been annihilated, and our army has suffered ...... casualties" At this time, Bei Zhan's eyes were a little evasive, Yang Wei "sighed" in his heart, he could expect that the casualties were very large, these people died, he would not be distressed, but he would be distressed about the pension.

Yang Wei's face also became heavy, and he said, "Let's say, what about the casualties?" I am mentally prepared to tell the truth. Bei Zhan glanced at Yang Wei strangely and said: "When I counted the number of people after the war, I found that there were more than 30,000 more than before the war. "What?!" Yang Wei was really unexpected, he never expected this result.