Ten days later, Murong Kuo sent 200,000 troops from the Western Front to reinforce Murong Duo. Accompanying the army were the seven Venerables from the Demon Sect.

On the day of departure, the wind was long and the sky was low and cloudy. In front of the 200,000 cavalry, Murong Kuan raised his head and raised his glass for the army.

"All the soldiers are about to go on the march, I Liao prepare a thin wine, I wish our army a victory, and break through the Giant Spirit Pass!"

"Win the flag and break through the Giant Spirit Pass!" 200,000 Xianbei cavalry shouted loudly, and the sound shook the sky. They all took their wine bowls and drank them all, turned their horses' heads and ran to the giant spirit pass at the end of the grassland.

Murong Kuo rode on his horse and looked at the sky. It wasn't until the army was faintly visible that it turned back.

Located in the middle of the Ulabbu steppe, the Longguo Imperial Palace consists of dozens of tall white felt bags. The bright river flows slowly in front of the felt bag, and then stretches out into the distance in a zigzag way.

At this time, it was a cold winter, and the Hunshui River had already froze three feet. Murong Kuo and more than a dozen personal guards were riding across the river on horseback, and from a distance, they saw a group of maidservants looking back and forth between several felt bags, as if they were looking for something in each felt bag.

Murong Kuo urged the horse to rush to the front, and several maidservants hurriedly gave way to salute.

"What are you looking for? Murong Kuo turned over and dismounted, and asked unhappily.

"Back to Your Majesty, Nine... The ninth princess is gone. A handmaiden said tremblingly.

"What?!" Murong Kuo was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows, "When did you find out?"

"Your Majesty, this is the Ninth Princess... A note left behind. A maid stepped forward cautiously, holding a small strip of cloth in both hands.

Murong Kuo took it and looked at it, and there was only one sentence on the cloth.

"I'm going to avenge my brother!"

"Hey, this dead girl!" Murong angrily crumpled the strip of cloth into a ball, and was about to throw it away, but after thinking about it, he took out the fire fold from his arms and burned the strip of cloth to ashes.

"Don't let the queen know this news, do you hear that?" he whispered to a few handmaidens as he put away the fire. "In case the queen asks, you will say that I sent her to Dabu's house on a blind date, and she will come back in a few days. Go, go and unify the tone with everyone right away. Remember, if anyone dares to say anything, I'll have his head right away!"

Murong Kuo was already speaking in a loud voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" several palace maids were already trembling with fear.

"Abu, immediately pass the book to the third prince, the flying eagle. Murong Kuo turned around and ordered an iron guard. "The wording of the biography must be strict, well, write it directly: Changfeng died on the battlefield, the true colors of a man; Go for it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the guard, Abu, bowed to command.

"Wait!" Murong Kuo suddenly remembered something and raised his hand to stop it.

"The Ninth Princess hasn't left the grassland for eighteen years, and she can't even figure out that the giant spirit is locked up in the east, west, north and south, and what kind of revenge do she say? Hmph, this dead girl must have been mixed with the 200,000 army just now. In this way, I will also pass a copy of the book to the fourth prince, so that he can find the ninth princess in the army as soon as possible, and then tie her up and tie her back to me. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Abu commanded.

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Thousands of miles away, at the Juling Pass, the armies of the two countries are killing in the dark.

Murong Duo, the commander of the Xianbei Army, summoned the army more than ten days ago and issued an order. Murong Changfeng died unexpectedly, and all the soldiers must do whatever it takes to catch the murderer of Murong Changfeng and recapture the Mawang Knife.

At the same time, he also issued a reward order: Regardless of the official status of the Xianbei army, anyone who can recapture the Mawang sword will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver, and the official title of commander will be a thousand. Whoever kills or captures alive the murderer with the sword of the king of horses, will be rewarded with 50,000 taels of silver, and will be directly the commander of ten thousand masters.

As a result, the eyes of the Xianbei cavalry were red. For more than ten days, the dense Xianbei army shouted "revenge" every day, and rushed to kill in front of the Giant Spirit Pass in a bloody manner.

Before dawn that morning, 50,000 Xianbei cavalry carried all kinds of siege equipment, and under the cover of sparse flying stones, they rushed towards the Giant Spirit Pass.

The Swiss army had long been in good gear, and as soon as the enemy rushed into range, trebuchets and city defense crossbows immediately began to operate one after another. For a time, arrows were like flying locusts, and stones were falling like rain.

In order to thwart the enemy's sharp edge, the soldiers of the left guard of the Central Army all rushed to the head of the city to act as infantry, condescendingly shooting the enemy with bows and arrows, and assisting the Northern Route Army to defend the city.

Mo Cong stood on an unobstructed city wall, He Ming stood next to him, and the two discussed archery while fighting.

"You see how cunning our enemies are. In order to reduce the lethality of our army's crossbow arrows and flying stones, they will not charge intensively even if they charge, but deliberately run sparsely. He Ming pointed to the city, took out a dozen feather arrows casually, and said, "In this case, your eyes should try to circle as many enemies as possible. At the same time, you should arrange the position of each arrow against the bowstring and control the strength so that each arrow can hit the enemy's vital point. It's like this. ”

As he spoke, he buckled a dozen feather arrows to the string, stretched out his arms and drew the bow, and with a whoosh, more than a dozen feather arrows flew towards the city together.

Soon, more than a dozen enemies were shot and fell.

"Tut, Brother He's archery skills are really amazing. Mo Cong was sincerely impressed, "Brother He, have you practiced since you were a child?"

"Yes, our He family's archery skills are ancestral. When I was very young, I had to shoot tens of thousands of arrows every day to practice my feel. I think your potential is also very good, every arrow is shot accurately, if you have time, you can also practice slowly. He Ming smiled, and with a whoosh, more than a dozen arrows were fired at once.

"Well, I'll definitely try. Mo Cong set up three arrows and shot them together, two of which knocked the enemy off his horse, and the other missed.

The battle continued until noon, and the offensive of the Xianbei army slowed down. More than half of their stone carts were destroyed overnight, and with this lack of long-range support, the pace of the siege was indeed not as smooth as it had been in the previous days.

Seeing that the enemy's morale was declining, the left guard of the Central Army of the Rui Kingdom collectively withdrew from the city, quickly had lunch and rested, and then stepped on the war horse and prepared to leave the city.

As the head of the city was launched, the iron cavalry of the Central Army rushed out along the suddenly opened city gate. The Xianbei army attacked all morning, and its morale was exhausted, and it was defeated and retreated by the Rui cavalry, which was inferior in numbers.

Mo Cong led eight recruits mixed in the thousands of troops, surrounded by a rain of swords and arrows. From time to time, a comrade-in-arms was hit by a knife and an arrow fell from his horse, and the tragic wails made people's ears sour.

"Tamarda!"

In the midst of the melee, a Xianbei cavalry suddenly screamed.

This time, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

"Tamarda?"

"Tamarda!"

More Xianbei cavalry shouted these three words, and surrounded Mo Cong with surprise, joy and gritted teeth.

"What are they talking about?" Mo Cong brandished his long knife and slashed through several enemies, and the steel knife spear that stabbed him stabbed over cut countless ones. But seeing that the enemies in front of him were gathering more and more, and they were all staring at him like wolves, he was suddenly a little confused.

"I don't know!" Xiao Bing Huang Wei scratched his head and said: "Three words, it is estimated that they are swearing!"

"Ta-ma-da,--dad, what a curse. Mo Cong suddenly realized.

At this moment, a Xianbei general brandished a huge mace and smashed it viciously at the top of Mo Cong's head, shouting: "Tamada!"

Mo Cong heard that the other party was scolding himself again, and he couldn't help but get angry from his heart, and he was born in his hands.

He suddenly returned the knife into the sheath and flew to his feet.

"Peng!"

There was a loud bang, and the air waves vibrate.

The Xianbei general led his horse back for several feet, and landed in the middle of a group of Xianbei cavalry, and the huge mace flew out with a whin.

Everyone's eyes are full of flowers.

I saw Mo Cong sitting safely on horseback, with a long knife in his hand, and he never seemed to make a move.

Seeing this scene, the thunder leopard not far away was shocked.

He had already recognized it, and the mace that flew out was the same mace that had injured him a few days ago. The enemy he couldn't get even if he was desperate, but Mo Cong flew away as soon as he made a move.

This guy's strength is ridiculously great!" Lei Bao thought to himself.

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