The older Murong Chui gets, the more old and spicy he becomes.

From the very beginning, the enemy army was in his calculations, first using the camp to consume the elite and morale of the enemy army, and hone his fighting spirit.

Everything fell into place.

The white belly of the fish in the east has turned into a thousand feet of morning glow.

Screams of terror were heard from the west.

The sound of the horses' hooves was no longer hidden, and the hooves trampled heavily on the earth, making a muffled thunderous sound.

Murong Chui looked westward, and his cavalry happened to be covered with a layer of glow, as if a divine soldier had descended from the sky.

"Father...... Alaba...... Yesterday I sent someone to send a secret letter...... "Murong Nong said in a hurry.

Ah Liuba is Murong Kai's small character.

"Huh?" Murong glanced around, and there were only a few old ones.

Murong Ling frowned, but Murong Ling didn't say anything, and he couldn't speak.

Back then, Murong Jun and the Kezuhun clan wanted to put Murong to death, and Murong Ke sheltered him many times to save him from Murong Han's fate.

Murong Chui can kill Murong De, but he will never harm Murong Ke's son.

"Uncle is eloquent and strategic, and he uses soldiers like a god, so why send people to the fence? In the past, Han Xin did not listen to the words of Kuaiche, and his family was wiped out, and his uncle recovered the Western Regions, and his merit was high, and he would be jealous, so why should the husband think of his family background? Do you not hear that the hearts of those who are not of my race will be different? Uncle is Xianbei for one day, and in the eyes of the Liang people, he is Xianbei for life, and I hope my uncle will think about it more......"

"Where is he?" Murong Chui threw the silk into the embers of the bonfire, and immediately turned into a flame, and a look of anger appeared in his eyes.

He has always regarded himself as Huaxia, and Murong Kai's words are heartfelt.

"Son...... I don't know that yesterday, yesterday, someone suddenly threw this letter into the account. Murong Nong's eyes dodged, not daring to face it.

Murong Ling hurriedly said: "Your Majesty treats my family well, and now that Daliang is strong, if it is like betrayal, where in the world can I tolerate my father and son?" ”

The Murong family is indeed doing well in Daliang.

The eldest son Murong Ling became a concubine, the third son Murong Nong was a general, the fourth son Murong Bao and the fifth son Murong Long were all in Shangwutang and had a great future.

In a few years, the Murong family will definitely be one of the best military families in the Great Liang.

Don't let go of Chinese orthodoxy, run to this wild place to be the king and hegemon, isn't it cheap?

Besides, Da Liang's gaze has turned to the Western Regions, and it is not that Murong Hui can divide it if he wants to.

"Don't make a noise about this matter, pass the word Ah Liuba for me, either go farther, or go to Luoyang to ask for guilt by yourself, Your Majesty will not embarrass him for the sake of my family, hum, start a rebellion? Now is different from the past, you should also put away this thought, don't go astray, otherwise Hugh blames your father for being ruthless. ”

Murong Trai is undoubtedly a smart person.

If Da Liang is weak, he will naturally be ambitious, but now that Da Liang is in full swing, rebelling at this time is not self-defeating?

I'm afraid that as soon as he announces the start of troops, his subordinates will immediately cut off his head and send it to Luoyang to invite merit.

"Erchen, Zhiyi......" Murong Nong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Murong Chui stared at him with complicated eyes, feeling a little irritable in his heart, why did anyone always think that he would definitely rebel? There are always people who come to encourage themselves......

If it weren't for his own important son, Murong Chui would have slashed him with a knife......

Knock, knock, knock......

The war drums in the camp were stirring up.

On the battlefield, the three Liang armies were like three sharp swords plunged into the enemy's chest.

The most ferocious is undoubtedly the head-on Zhang Oyster, like a pebble thrown into the calm water of the lake, setting off a storm of waves.

The two thousand horsemen were like no man's land, and whoever stood in their way was stabbed under their horses.

Zhang Oyster was like a mad tiger, holding two war spears, rushing to the front, stabbing left and right, and there was no enemy......

The enemy army was in chaos.

Liu Gaozhi and Lu Guang also joined them, and the first army went from north to south, and the other army went from south to west, like a storm and clouds, releasing the anger and hatred that had been suppressed for many days.

But there were more than just these three on the battlefield.

There are also three foot riders in the north to join it, one of them is cloaked and dressed in simple leather armor, and shoots at a gallop, and it looks like a Tuyuhun person.

The other team cowered, did not dare to go deeper, and only waved its flag and shouted in an incomprehensible language on the edge of the battlefield.

There is also an army well-equipped, high morale, half of the cavalry, cut in from the northwest corner, the Hu people who killed are turned on their backs, and they don't need to ask to know that it is the heroic and powerful tribe of Liangzhou, and the righteous subordinates of the various departments.

The six-way army was flanked, as if the Liang army was all over the mountains.

However, in the face of such an unfavorable situation, the Hu people are still stubbornly resisting.

One of them rode his horse and galloped to the front, suddenly threw out the lasso, pulled Liang Jun off his horse, dragged him into the Hu people, and dismembered his corpses with knives.

There were also Hu foot soldiers who threw short spears at the rushing Liang army.

Liang Jun's armor couldn't stop it, and more than 100 people were crucified on the spot.

However, there are not many such grenades, and after throwing four times in a row, they are weak, and the interval is too long, and they are killed by Liu Gaozhi's elite cavalry, and the heads are rolling.

The defenders of Qiuzi City saw that the battle was fierce, and even if reinforcements arrived.

The battlefield is chaotic and intense.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect these righteous subordinates to leave, this is a great achievement for God to help my father and son!" Murong Chui laughed.

Although it is possible to win the final victory without them, it will definitely cost more effort and cost.

"The power of this girder is also." Murong Ling knocked on the side and glanced at his father deeply, for fear that he would go astray.

"Order, all the armies will rise up and exterminate the Hulu!" Murong turned over and got on his horse, full of spirit.

Murong Ling and Murong Nong followed.

All the Liang troops in the camp attacked, and in an instant, the ground shook like a flash flood.

Two torrents of cavalry and armor rushed to the battlefield.

The armor was sonorous, the earth roared, and the smoke and dust billowed down.

Although it was less than 20,000 people, it was like 20,000 tigers pounced on the flock.

As they joined the battlefield, the situation on the battlefield began to tilt in favor of the Liang army.

It's not that there are no warriors among the Hu people who regard death as home, but that the Liang army is more ferocious, more fierce, and more fearless of life and death than them.

In the era of cold weapons, the east has always pressed the west.

A long and fierce wind swept from east to west.

The same was true of the situation on the battlefield, most of the Hu people began to retreat, and the Liang army pursued from east to west, with only a small force still resisting stubbornly.

In the chaos, a cavalry of 10,000 people flew like horses, chopping waves and driving the Hu people to take advantage of the situation to kill into Qiuzi City......

Soon, there were screams from the city, and blood slowly flowed out of the city gate.

Immediately afterwards, the banner on the city tower was cut down, and a large banner with the word "beam" was erected.

This was the most fatal blow to the Hu people, and the Hu people who were still resisting laid down their weapons one after another, hugging their heads and running away.

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng ......"

At the head of Qiuzi City, the Xuanjia Army was frantically waving the dragon pattern flag......

(End of chapter)