Eilechuan, under the Yin Mountain.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four wildernesses.

The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast,

The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.

The desolate and melodious song resounded on the vast and reckless land, and in front of him was the endless grassland, the sparkling river meandered among the grass, and the thousands of iron horses were rushing on his side, and the earth seemed to tremble.

Murong Chengguang sighed slightly: "The folk songs of the north are always more poetic and beautiful through the southern country, and three hundred years ago, the song sung by the Huns 'Losing my Qilian Mountain, so that my six animals do not breed, losing my Yanzhi Mountain, making my wife colorless' is also the same." ”

Luo Chengzhi silently savored this desolate song, and said with his right hand holding the reins: "I still prefer the ancient war song." How can he say that he has no clothes, and is with his son? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear, and share the same enmity with the son. ”

The Central Plains came to the grassland in a big way, and the movement of hundreds of thousands of troops, the Xianbei tribes were naturally not blind, although they were shocked by why they suddenly took this action, but the actions they dealt with were determined in a moment, and the Central Plains were not good, so they could only fight with one.

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Grunt grunt~

The grassland is rich in water and grass, the war horse is gulping the clear river water, Luo Chengzhi is holding the reins of the war horse in his hand, and he can't help stroking the tired war horse to relieve its discomfort.

As soon as you enter the grassland, it is vast and vast, 10,000 miles from east to west, 7,000 miles from north to south, and tens of millions of people are here, just like a drop in the ocean, you can only see the majestic mountains, you can only see the vast barren plateau, even if you walk along the river, through the dense forests and seas in the mountains, you can't see a single Hu person.

Here there is only an endless march, and then go straight to those places that the Hu people are difficult to give up, such as the magnificent land under the Yin Mountain!

The Central Plains army that entered the grassland encountered unimaginable difficulties, especially the Han and Liang armies, and the armies of the various countries began to suffer a large number of casualties and escape during the march on the grassland.

The information on the grassland is naturally not smooth, and Luo Chengzhi got the battle report sent by the two countries seven days ago when they entered the Hetao, "The Han and Liang coalition forces fought a big battle with 100,000 Xianbei iron cavalry by the Yellow River, each suffered heavy casualties, the Xianbei iron cavalry retreated, and the Han and Liang coalition troops rested on the north bank of the Yellow River.

Yan Guo's iron cavalry is attacking the Dugu Department of Xianbei's left flank, and the Xianbei Royal Court located at the foot of the Yin Mountain has not moved, but seven days have passed, and I don't know what has happened, our army must quickly advance and attack the Xianbei Royal Court. ”

Luo Chengzhi would never have thought that the Han-Liang coalition army was still stationed in the hills less than ten miles away from the Yellow River, and on the banks of the Yellow River were countless uncollected corpses, most of which were soldiers of the Han-Liang coalition army.

Anyone who comes can see that the Han and Liang coalition forces suffered an extremely painful defeat here, so miserable that they did not even burn the corpses to prevent the plague.

After the vanguard of the Han-Liang coalition crossed the Yellow River, another Hu tribe on the south bank of the Yellow River burned the remaining ships, and the flames made the Han-Liang coalition army fearful.

The most important thing is that the grain and grass cannot be transported, and the Han and Liang coalition forces tried to counterattack the south bank, but they were shot into hedgehogs and burned to ashes, and some of the Hu people who rushed over were killed by the Hu people who were ambushed on the south bank.

There were tens of thousands of soldiers, auxiliaries, and civilians who trampled to death, and the remaining army fought and retreated on the north bank, resting on the middle of the mountain.

The Hu people tried to continue the attack and annihilate the nearly 10,000 elites guarding the mountains, but in this kind of position, the strong bows and crossbows of the Han and Liang coalition forces made them completely dispel this idea.

The Hu people began to release news, trying to encircle the point to send reinforcements, and after the army of the vanguard came to the rescue, the Hu people, who had been prepared for a long time, set up a few ambushes.

In the Han and Liang coalition forces, there were also fierce generals, who finally broke out of the ambush and encirclement of the Hu people, built a pontoon bridge over the Yellow River, and hooked up the vanguard army stationed on the mountain.

On the mountain with deep trees and dense forests, countless soldiers are lying here, even if they are sleeping, they are holding their bows and crossbows tightly, and the dense forests here greatly hinder the attack of the Hu cavalry, and the game of foot combat is naturally not as good as the Han and Liang countries that have been in the Central Plains for a long time.

Xiao Yan took the lead, and when Hu Ren saw that he couldn't take advantage, he withdrew directly, looking at the corpses all over the mountain, his face turned blue like never before.

After calculating the losses for a while, Xiao Yan only felt that his hands were trembling and said: "No wonder the Luo clan wants to gather all the countries in the world to fight against the Hu people, it turns out that the Hu people are so powerful."

If such a powerful Hu people go south and destroy Wei and Yan, it is only a matter of time, how can the Hu people resist the Yellow River, how can the Han State resist, how can I resist the Yangtze River, how can my Liang resist? ”

In a short period of time, Xiao Yan realized the crisis of the entire Zhuxia world, and before he knew it, there were so many Tianjiao among the Hu people, and at the time of this war, he had already realized that the commanders of the Hu people's army were quite extraordinary.

……

Under the cover of night, the bright moon hangs high, shining on the hazy color between the heaven and the earth, and by the river that clearly reflects the moonlight, on the bright moonlight, Luo Chengzhi is leading the crowd to confront the Hu people.

In front of him was the leader of the Murong Clan, one of the two strongest tribes in Xianbei at this moment, and the Xianbei people were also quite excited to be able to block Luo's army here, they were originally going to look for the Yan army, and they sneaked around the back, but they never expected to encounter the Luo's army.

After Luo Xizhi's adjustment, Winterfell went out for fifteen years old and above, a total of more than 20,000 people, although they were marching in a hurry along the way, but the doctors were relatively sufficient, and only one-tenth of them were injured and could not fight, and there were still 20,000 people who could fight.

And Luo's face is the army of the Murong Department and a part of the Tuoba Department, all the people of Xianbei are soldiers, the most elite of which is naturally the armored people of each department, and the rest of the light cavalry and archers are used as tactical cooperation, and the army surrounding Luo's is no less than 100,000, as for the news after receiving it, I don't know how many are constantly hurrying over.

Murong Hece immediately stepped forward, looked at the Luo clan army that was waiting for the battle, and said in a loud voice: "Honorable Luo clan master, the grace of King Mengsu, I have seen you, I wish you all the peace and blessings, I have never been a Luo clan in Great Xia, why did the noble man lead the army?" ”

Luo Chengzhi's dull voice sounded, "Since you mentioned King Su, then I will answer your question, Xia Yi is not separate, the royal road is not partial, you unify the grassland, invade the Western Regions, and burn down the temple, you will definitely enter the Central Plains, rather than this, it is better for us to come to you first and nip you in the bud." ”

Murong He laughed loudly when he heard this: "I didn't want to burn down the temple in Great Xia, it was lit by the high priest of the temple himself.

When I studied the classics, I heard that the Guiluo clan was the Zhou clan, the Zhou clan, the people of Xirong, the surname Jiang, the Qiang people, Zhongshan, Bai Di, Lingnan Jiaozhou, Yue Yi, the emperor of Yan, my homology, all Guixia.

Why do you despise my northerners today, and you look down on my clothes, my words, and my actions, but you are really noble and have no wind, why do you despise me? ”

Luo Chengzhi thought that this would be a direct war, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, and the Xianbei nobles seemed to be a little unconvinced, and told a set of truths.

Luo Chengzhi believed that Murong He's words were sincere, and he believed that Murong He sincerely wanted to become a Han and a citizen of Zhuxia under King Su.

It's a cultural confidence!

The civilization of Zhuxia is so magnificent, the civilization of Zhuxia is so brilliant, and the civilization of Zhuxia is like a brilliant sun, attracting the entire Siyi.

In the hundreds of years when the Han Dynasty was in full swing, too many Siyi came to Chang'an and Luoyang, and even Zhaocheng, and then never wanted to leave.

No one wants to go back to that world where there is no civilization.

No one wants to go back to that dark world.

The nature of the barbarians is like that of wild beasts, and this is because their way of survival is that of the beast, not the problem of genes and blood.

As long as Luo Chengzhi agrees to Murong He now, Murong He can even immediately kneel under the banner of the Phoenix King, kneel in front of the Suwang Temple, and sing the oldest sacred song, and Luo Chengzhi is sure that Murong He will definitely sing it.

This is Zhuxia!

No matter how powerful Xianbei is now, the banner of civilization is always in the hands of Zhu Xia, and they regard themselves as Xia and will never allow themselves to be called barbarians, which will be the greatest shame.

But Luo Chengzhi looked around at the Xianbei army for a week, still in the habit of Hu Ren, shook his head and said: "If you are willing to surrender today, my Luo clan can crown you with summer crowns, but this is impossible, you will not be willing, and the Xianbei nobles will not agree."

Why do you say why I call you Yidi, it's very simple, because you are all Yidi, don't say that you are a Hu Han and unspeakable, even if you are a Han monarch, and you are all Yidi, he will inevitably go to Dihu after all.

You love Han culture now, but that's because you are not alone now, and one day in order to get close to the soldiers under your command and to be close to your people, you will wear nonsense, talk nonsense, and do nonsense, that is inevitable.

One person is not summer, the whole country is summer, there will be no summer on the grassland, there will be no summer on the strong grassland, there will be no summer in the powerful military empire, if you don't interrupt you, don't kill the powerful Xianbei, summer will never come to this land. ”

Luo Chengzhi's voice was not very intense, he could even be called peaceful, and he just spoke to Murong He as warmly as warm water, but Murong He could no longer maintain the smile on his face.

He is a very smart and smart person, and now Xianbei's strength has his share of credit, so he can naturally understand Luo Chengzhi's words.

Luo's is obsessed with everything, the status quo of Xianbei, the status quo of the Han people, and even recognizes the sinicization of Xianbei, and is willing to admit this sinicization, but no!

Luo's believes that as long as the powerful country of Xianbei Xia is still there, it is impossible for the people at the bottom of Xianbei to be sinicized, millions of people gather together, live on the grassland, and survive in a nomadic way, how can it be sinicized!

Murong He took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "The nobles want to defeat the entire Great Xia, and then completely erase the entire Xianbei clan name to achieve the goal of sinicization, which is really ruthless." ”

Luo Chengzhi asked lightly: "You care about the Xianbei clan name very much?" ”

Murong He shook his head and said: "Naturally I don't care, in my Xia Kingdom, there are even some nobles who are ready to take the initiative to change their Han surname, my Murong is a Han surname, but there is no need to change it, can't the nobles see that my Daxia is also actively Sinicized, more than a hundred years later, no matter the grassland and the Central Plains, the world is Han people, why is it so aimed at my Daxia, is it that we have done something wrong?" ”

Luo Chengzhi slowly put on the helmet in his hand, and his tone finally became sonorous, "The fusion of Hu and Han may be the will of heaven, just like the integration of a thousand years in the Bang Zhou period, but do you know how many people died in Bang Zhou?"

I don't know how many people will die in the fusion led by your Xianbei Xia Kingdom, but these miscellaneous beards under your command are all murderous beasts that don't blink an eye, and I, the Luo Clan, will never allow these people to enter the Central Plains.

If fusion is the will of the heavens, if the destiny of heaven is unstoppable, if it is destined to be full of blood, then the bloody price is still borne by you, let the Hu people use their own blood to seek a chance for their descendants to enter civilization! ”

This is the final declaration!

Murong He was silent.

War is the biggest contradiction in the world, and when the contradiction is irreconcilable, war will occur, and Luo Chengzhi used the shortest language to tell Murong He why even the Xianbei nobles have the idea of sinicization, but this war will still happen.

Because any fusion comes at a huge cost!

The Qin State tried to fuse the people of the Six Kingdoms, but it did not succeed, and it exploded directly, and it took the Han Dynasty hundreds of years to succeed.

When the current Yan Kingdom had just returned from Liaodong, how many conflicts were there between the people who migrated from Liaodong and the local people?

I can't count them.

How many people died?

I can't count them.

After so many years, it can be regarded as fusing together and becoming a native of Yan State, and it was not until this level that Murong Chengguang was able to lead the army of Yan to conquer the east and west.

In order to accommodate the newly joined Hu people, how much energy did Murong Chengguang spend, Yan Guo is so experienced, and it is still so difficult, Xianbei Xia Kingdom?

The whole of Rockwell was able to foresee what a bloody future it would be, and that was the future that the whole of Rockwell was trying to avoid.

The initiative must be in their own hands, integration can be, the price must be borne by the Hu people, the bloody future must be borne by the Hu people, the Central Plains will always be a peaceful paradise, and the grassland will be full of blood.

The warriors of Zhuxia may shed their blood on the grassland, and the Luo clan may shed their blood on the grassland, but if they can exchange it for the lives of 1 million, 5 million, 10 million, or even 20 million people in the Central Plains.

Is there anything more worthy of this in the world?

If the civilization of the Central Plains can always be prosperous, the towering high-rise buildings, exquisite buildings, exquisite and gorgeous piano, chess, poetry and paintings, and the magnificent poetry, as long as these things can continue to climb to the top, what is it to die on the reckless grassland?

These things may be too far away for many people, most people are fighting for three meals a day, working hard to live, these things are too high-minded, but Rock's does not think so.

These things are the essence of civilization, a farmer's son, can't be a farmer forever, if the farmer's son one day ascends the White Jade Palace, the Golden Hall, and what he sees is full of devastation and blankness, how can he be proud of Zhuxia from the bottom of his heart?

Just like the Hu tribe, when you are a slave, you eat goat's milk, you become a tribal chief, you eat mutton, you will always have that smell of sheep, when you are a slave, you put a sheep, you are a tribal chieftain and put a flock of sheep, climb to the top or so, how can your mentality not collapse?

Seeing the countless things that are so beautiful when you look at Zhuxia, how can you not yearn for them?

Murong He was thinking about why Luo Chengzhi was sure that he would not agree?

Then he knew that the reason was very simple, it was very cheesy, and even Murong He, who considered himself noble, felt that there was something that should be spurned, that is, power.

The power to control hundreds of thousands of armies, the power to control the life and death of countless people, no Xianbei nobleman can sacrifice his power for the so-called great cause of Zhuxia, the war is precisely because no one is willing to sacrifice it, everyone is based on their own position, think they are right.

Just as there are two ways to love someone in this world, one is "letting go for her is love", and the other is "getting good for her is love", most people, especially those in power, are almost all second.

He who does not fight for power, power will leave him.

Thinking of this, Murong He understood everything, for the Luo clan, this is an endless war, only the complete defeat of Xianbei can make the war stop, or even more than that, but most of the Hu people, at least the men, can end this war.

Murong He raised the horse lance in his hand and said loudly: "The nobles of the Luo clan, I completely understand, since this is the case, then let us use the swords and guns in our hands to decide the final victory, see who is the leader of this world, and see if thousands of years later, the surnames of those royal families in the Central Plains are more noble, or Yan, Murong, Tuoba, and Dugu are more noble!"

It's a pity, Luo's nobles, you Han heroes and heroes, it seems that there are not so many, the people in my Xia country are far superior to you, in this hundred years, what the sky loves is my Great Xia, and the world is dominated by my Great Xia after all. ”

Luo Chengzhi smiled contemptuously, and Ma Lance pointed forward and roared: "If it weren't for the luck of the sky, what do you think Xianbei is, my Luo clan is invincible in the world, and with the blessing of the Su King and the Emperor, my Luo clan is fighting in the sky!" ”

Yes?

Murong He didn't react at all, what did Luo Chengzhi say just now?

How can there be anyone in this world who dares to be disrespectful to the sky, even the descendants of the king should not say such things, that is the sky that controls the fate of countless people!

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow.

Endless and tragic battles are born here, but they do not stop here, no one counts casualties here, only who will be the final victor is calculated, and it is impossible for Luo's to resist in the face of a steady stream of joining armies.

As Murong He said, the Hu people are favored by the sky, and there are many outstanding figures, especially the fierce generals who charge into battle, and they appear one by one.

Although there is no super invincible general like Shi Min who was killed that day, the 10,000 enemies are really not small, and these people each lead the army to charge, which is difficult to resist.

Luo Chengzhi naturally would not be stupid to exchange 20,000 people with Murong He's more than 100,000 people, the biggest advantage of the army he led was that they were all united, that is, they could endure hard battles.

Needless to say, although the other soldiers are not unable to collapse in morale, they are definitely first-class in terms of will.

Luo Chengzhi held the God of the Four Seasons in his hand, this artifact could not be used easily, but now seemed to be the time, so many troops, several fierce generals, even if it was a decisive battle, it was nothing more than that.

Luo Chengzhi was surrounded by a group of Luo women in armor.

Looking at the Luo's army that was resting, in the distance was the Xianbei army chasing after them, and there was the sound of horses' hooves galloping in all directions.

Eventually, these armies gathered under the hills.

This hill is not an easy place to defend and difficult to attack, but after all, it is a piece of high ground, and it can be regarded as a condescending four words, which can minimize the impact of horses.

With the elite level of Luo's army, breaking through is quite a simple matter, not to mention 100,000 troops, even if it is 200,000, with the sharpness of the daring warriors, Luo Chengzhi can also break through.

The reason why he has paid so many sacrifices and is not willing to leave is because he wants to do more big things, with the ability to dare to fight, if the battle situation is right, he can even directly surprise and decapitate, which is no exaggeration.

"Set fire to this forest, mix it with poison, and then launch a strong wind to blow these smoke and poison to the Xianbei army, it will inevitably be chaotic, and then our army will rush straight down, attracting the main force of Xianbei chaos with a large army, and then I will take the daring warriors straight to Murong He's Daxu, if I can behead and capture the flag, this battle will be a big victory."

In the war, pay attention to the right time, place and people, among them, the time of the day, especially the wind, frost, rain and snow, has always been the existence of the soldier is difficult to ignore, even if the god of the four seasons can not do the level of the Zhaosheng King, but as long as it can be at the critical moment, attract a strong wind, it can change the situation of the war.

How many wars are because there is no such key celestial phenomenon, and in the end, Luo Chengzhi didn't want to use the God of the Four Seasons, and the loss of this artifact to the foundation is too great.

Except for King Zhaosheng, the other people used, and the input and output were completely disproportionate, but in the process of luring the enemy all the way in, he had already selected several locations suitable for raiding, but after observing the sky at night, there was no suitable celestial phenomenon to attack.

It can't be put off any longer.

Either leave completely and look for the next opportunity, or create the celestial phenomena yourself, which is exactly what Luo Chengzhi hesitated.

"Brother, don't hesitate any longer, the soldiers gathered this time are more than 150,000, if it weren't for my Luo clan as a bait, it would be impossible for so many Hu soldiers to chase over, now this terrain, once killed, the Hu people will suffer heavy losses, even if they can't be wiped out by the whole army, they can destroy tens of thousands, kill tens of thousands, it is also excellent."

The Hu people have a small population, and the Hu people are killed tactically, which can quickly collapse the entire country, even if Xianbei is a semi-nomadic, semi-agricultural country, but it is still not out of this category, especially as a basic plate, those clans that came out of the Great Xianbei Mountain in Liaodong, once reduced, the whole country will fall into turmoil, and the combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

Luo Chengzhi suddenly felt a warm hand grasp his hand, he turned his head and saw that it was his sister, her delicate face had never changed even if she had been exposed to the wind and sun, and her appearance was much stronger than that of Luo's son, "Brother, let my sister use it, you rush into battle, I will sacrifice to the sky, just like a game I made when I was a child." ”

Luo Chengzhi's eyes moistened almost instantly, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that distant childhood, Luo Chengzhi was good at martial arts since he was a child, and wanted to be a great general, and Luo's women basically pretended to be high priests.

"Brother, in the future, when I become a high priest, I wield a divine scepter and cast the blessing of Emperor Su on you, and you will definitely carry the omnipotent sword to win all victories, and no one is your opponent."

"With my sister here, no one is my opponent."

"With my brother here, no one can bully us Luo's."

"Of course, I'm a man who stands up to the sky."

The little Luo Chengzhi, carrying his more petite sister on his back, held a wooden sword in the Luo Palace like a real general, and cut the wooden people to pieces.

"Brother! Brother! ”

A louder voice sounded in Luo Chengzhi's ears, and Luo Chengzhi still wanted to speak, but his sister spread out her palms and said, "Brother, give me the artifact." ”

His sister was smiling in front of him, but Luo Chengzhi became more and more sad, but he still put the God of the Four Seasons in his hand in his sister's hand.

"That's it!"

When the God of the Four Seasons fell into Luo Qingling's hands, the windless automatically, instantly spread Luo Qingling's bundled hair, becoming more and more messy in the wind.

Luo Qingling had already understood everything, she raised her eyes to look at Luo Chengzhi, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are ready to lead the sons and daughters to charge, you must pay attention to safety, if you are lucky, if the Emperor Su is still there, we will meet in the Kingdom of God, if it is unfortunate, we will meet in Huangquan." ”

Luo Chengzhi looked at Luo Qingling deeply, looked down at the Hu people under the hills, and had already begun to go up the mountain to open the way, wanting to annihilate the Luo army in one fell swoop, he knew that there was no time, so he turned around and left, to clean up the army.

The actions of the Luo clan army made Murong He very uneasy in his heart, he didn't understand why Luo Chengzhi wanted to bring the army to a desperate situation, he didn't think Luo Chengzhi was so stupid, the people who came out of the Great Xianbei Mountain had a full understanding of the Luo clan, but now they had come to this point.

He couldn't help but recall the rumor that Qianshan Yu died under Luo's sword, many people in the Central Plains thought it was a rumor, but many grassland people had seen it with their own eyes and could be sure that it was not a rumor.

Could it be that Rock's has such a means?

If the Luo clan really has countless such means, why do they sacrifice so much, why don't they just destroy my Xia Kingdom?

Murong He comforted himself frantically, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

It is impossible for Luo's to sit still, they must have some arrangement, is it an ambush?

Murong He looked at the Xianbei army all around, and pressed this thought down.

"It's on fire!"

Suddenly, a shout sounded to attract Murong He's attention, and in that dense forest, a raging flame was burning in the middle of it!

(End of chapter)