For Murong Trai, the situation has reached the point of extreme danger.

In the front, there was an army of 30,000 or 40,000 Tuoba Shi Yijian, and in the back, there was the encirclement of the four brothers of Lan Jian and Liang Pinglao.

Yanmen is narrow and can't last long.

It seemed that the only option was to defect to the girder.

In fact, Murong Ling also suggested this, "The foundation has been lost, the situation is critical, and the people's hearts are shaken, why doesn't my father vote for Your Majesty, lead the Black Cloud Elite to counterattack Taiyuan, and recapture the city?" ”

In Jinyang City, all Murong Chui's family members were lost in it, and if they were others, they would have long been like lost dogs.

"The time has not yet come." Murong Chui did not panic, he had been a relative of the Lan brothers for so many years, and if the city was lost, his family would not be implicated.

"Timing?" Murong Ling was puzzled.

Gao Bi said: "Liang and Qin are in contention, Taiyuan is the first to bear it, and it will not be important to throw Liang if he is poor, but if he defeats Tuoba Shi Yijian and recaptures Taiyuan, he will be able to have a place in Daliang." ”

It also depends on how to vote.

Alone, thousands of people, embarrassed to defect, even if Lord Liang values it, the status will not be too high.

If you want to be valued, you have to show ability.

Of all the forces involved in this dispute, there is no doubt that Tuoba Shi Yijian is the easiest to deal with.

"Father......" Murong Ling was impressed.

"Report to the general, Tuoba Shiyijian's more than 30,000 cavalry is thirty miles away from our army!" The scout hurried to report.

The surrounding Yan generals looked panicked, if Taiyuan was still there, not to mention more than 30,000 horses, it would be an army of 60,000, and they also knew that if they couldn't win, they could retreat.

But the nest is gone, and it becomes a rootless tree of duckweed in the water.

If you die, you will lose one, and if you eat a bite of grain, you will lose one bite.

"I am thirteen years old, I went into battle to kill the enemy, more than 20 years in the world, the world is shocked, although there is a small setback, the people's hearts are still there, under the command of 8,000 elite children, where can the world go? Tuoba Shi Yijian is here, and he can use his head to make a strong voice, reverse the situation, give an order, and the whole army will rise up to break the enemy with my father and son! Murong lowered his hand and pressed the hilt of his sword, his eyes shooting at him.

Although there are only more than 8,000 people, they are all veterans who followed him in the southern and northern wars, all Xianbei warriors, well-equipped, sixty percent of the soldiers are equipped with iron armor, and there are 500 sets of horse armor.

In addition, Lan Jian colluded with outsiders to rebel and recklessly took the city by patrolling Murong Chui.

The other chieftains of the three counties of Taiyuan may not obey him, but because the two fierce beasts of Liang and Qin are eyeing him from the side, they are silent and forbearing.

Murong Trai really needs a big victory now.

Victory can mask a lot of problems.

Twenty years of prestige is not something that can be destroyed by a rebellion, Murong Chui is bold, generous and benevolent, and can win the death force of his subordinates.

"I am willing to die for the general!" The generals bowed their hands one after another, their eyes resolute.

Murong hung his sleeves, drew his sword out of the camp, and turned over on his horse.

The sound of war drums sounded behind him, the war horse man stood up, looked up to the sky and hissed, a "Murong" tooth brace was fiercely unfurled against the wind, and the Xianbei cavalry gathered like a swarm of bees.

Eighteen Xianbei Xiao will follow Murong Chui's side.

"Where is the enemy?" Murong Chui asked loudly.

"Twenty miles to Northridge!"

Nanshan Cuimei looks at the dragon's head, and Beiling recognizes Yanmen colorfully.

Beiling is one of the northern mountains of Yanmen, which is like a dragon's back, traversing the grassland and the middle earth, and there is only a narrow strip of land that is not wide in the middle.

This made it impossible to develop the superiority of the Dai Army's forces.

The cavalry of the Yan army is still being assembled, and there are less than 4,000 cavalry ready to go.

Murong Chui has fought a battle all his life, so he naturally will not miss such a good opportunity, and immediately decide, "Gao Bi will wait and see what happens here, and the rest of the army will follow me out of Xicheng (now Xicheng Village in the northwest of Dai County, Shanxi) and turn to attack Beiling!" ”

The military situation is like fire, and Murong Chui is even more like a flame.

More than 3,000 horsemen raised their bows and spears.

"Drive!" Murong Chui did what he said, took the long lance, took the lead, and rushed out to the northeast.

In second place is Murong Ling, and the third is Murong Manu.

These two sons are Murong Chui's most powerful right-hand men, Murong Ling has a calm temperament, both civil and military, and Murong Manu is brave and good at fighting, but his temperament is violent, quite similar to Fu Sheng back then.

Among the other sons, Murong Nong is still a child, and Murong Bao and Murong Lin are still in infancy.

The mountains are vast, the wind is fierce, the father and son rushed to the front, and more than 3,000 horsemen behind them turned into a long dragon and marched to the west.

"My Murong family has been heroic and heroic for generations, even if I want to return to Liang, I must not be so embarrassed!"

The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, and Murong Chui whispered to his two sons.

"Er Ning died in the battle formation, and he would never take half a step back!" Murong Manu yelled.

"Tuoba Shi Yijian took refuge in Fu Jian, thinking that our army was weak, and fell into the well, one did not know the time, the other did not know the geographical advantages, and he had entered his father's palace without knowing it, how could he be invincible?" Murong Ling had no doubt about the outcome of this battle.

Murong droop's eyes lit up, "My son has grown up!" ”

Murong Manu snorted, rode his horse past the two, and rushed to the front.

The crowd did not care about the war horse at all, and when they were tired, they changed to another horse and abandoned it.

In less than two hours, Northridge was in sight.

Beneath the mountains, a gray line is slowly moving.

More troops in the rear were crowded in the mountain streams, pushing each other and being slightly chaotic.

Tuoba Shi Yijian's tribal army is obviously inferior to Murong Chui's elite, not only in terms of equipment, but also in morale and array.

The other party soon discovered Murong Chui's elite, and he was even more flustered, screaming with people and horses, and some people were squeezed down the hillside, scolding and scolding.

"Tuoba Shiyi Jian is really mediocre, and he will break the enemy in the near future!" Murong Chui raised his lance and rushed directly with the three thousand cavalry.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

Murong Chuijun came with the heart of death, and everyone used their lives.

The front of the Tuoba army was obviously also elite, although it was panicked, it still bent its bow and arrows, and rushed towards the Murong army on horseback.

Both sides are Xianbei people, and riding and archery is a housekeeping skill.

A dense rain of arrows fell, and Murong Manu's war horse, which was at the forefront, was shot dead on the spot, and he himself was thrown off his horse.

Just when everyone thought that he was going to die, Murong Manu got up from the ground covered in blood, grabbed the neck of the rushing war horse with one hand, turned over on the horse, and continued to charge like a hedgehog.

"Wan Sheng!" There was a burst of cheers behind him.

Murong Ling and Murong Chui were both wearing several arrows, but their armor was rewarded by Li Yue and could withstand fatal injuries.

The father and son did not avoid the arrows, which greatly inspired the trilogy behind them.

The trilogy originally had a personal dependency relationship with the main general, and one was prosperous and the other was lost.

"Kill!"

The spear was raised, the war horse turned into a violent wind, and without hesitation, it crashed into the opposite Tuoba army.

Between the yellow-brown mountains and the earth, a touch of bright red suddenly bloomed.

It was the color of nearly a thousand soldiers' war horses, and their flesh was torn apart by swords and spears.

The forward of the Tuoba army was also hard, fighting in front, and would rather die than retreat, but when Murong Chui's father and son chiseled through the array, the other soldiers behind him scattered in a hurry......

"Tuoba Shi Yijian, where is it?" Murong Chuihu's eyes shot out a thick killing intent.

(End of chapter)