Ten miles east of Hexi City, on a hillside, there is a large dense forest, and in that dense forest, about 5,000 soldiers are hidden.

Meng Fu rushed all the way, but he only met five thousand commanders, and in a hurry, he could only gather 5,000 men.

At this time, Meng Fu stared closely at the heavy city of Hexi granary in front of him, and his face was pale.

I saw that the city was surrounded by dense tribal tribes, and according to rough estimates, there were nearly 500,000 people!

The garrison in the city was only 50,000 soldiers, and at this moment they could only close the city gate and hold out.

Even if Huo Wuji led 50,000 cavalry to come, it would only be a drop in the bucket, and it was more likely that he would fall into the mouth of a tiger.

Countless tribal tribes and natives are greedily staring at the granary inside the city, which will be a necessary supply for them to survive the winter this year.

The bows and arrows of these tribes were extremely sophisticated, and the rain of arrows fell towards the city in waves, and the defenders of the city could only resist one or two with their shields, and the casualties were nearly half.

I am afraid that it will not be long before this granary city will be destroyed, and then the grain and grass will be robbed, and Meng Fu can only apologize with death.

"That's 500,000 people, 500,000 people!" said Meng Fu angrily, "why did it come so quickly?

Yingtian looked at those tribes and natives from afar, and saw that their ranks were scattered, one in the east and one in the west, and there was no rule at all. Although their bows and arrows were strong, they were not under the command of any one person, and most of the tribesmen shot indiscriminately into the city.

If there were generals under the unified command of them to fire thousands of arrows, the soldiers in this city would have been unable to resist a long time ago.

In this way, although these tribes and tribes are large in number, they are all rabble. But even then, 5,000 against 500,000, that is absolutely impossible.

"General Mengda, I don't know what your image is in the hearts of these tribesmen?" asked Yingtian suddenly.

The commander who had changed his past mistakes immediately replied: "General Meng is brave and invincible, and these tribesmen are terrified when they hear the name of General Meng!"

Yingtian's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "If General Meng Da leads hundreds of thousands of soldiers to encircle and suppress these tribes, what will happen to them?"

"That must be to throw away the armor and flee in the wilderness!" replied the commander without hesitation, "but we only have five thousand now!"

Meng Fu looked at Yingtian and hesitated and said, "What does Mr. mean by this?"

"Since ancient times, soldiers are not tired of deceit, and fiction is real, and reality is virtual. General Meng may not really need hundreds of thousands of horses, and it is enough for five thousand men and horses here to defeat the rabble!" said Yingtian with a smile.

Meng Fu looked at Yingtian carefully again, and said in surprise: "Mr. Liu knows the art of war?"

"Xiaosheng has a plan to retreat from the enemy, if the general can trust Xiaosheng," Yingtian approached Meng Fu and whispered in his ear, "Just like this......"

Outside Hexi City, a tall tribe native who led the army saw that just archery was ineffective, so he personally led the team, and hundreds of people carried a huge tree and crashed towards the black iron city gate.

With a loud "bang", the city gate suddenly caved in, and several soldiers who were holding on to the city were shocked and flew up, spurting blood from their mouths, and fell to the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The faces of the soldiers were desperate and devastated.

At this moment, ten miles east of the city, there was a sudden deafening sound of war drums, which resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it seemed that tens of thousands of people were beating the drums at the same time.

At the same time, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the earth trembled, as if hundreds of thousands of iron horses were galloping!

Both the soldiers in the city and the tribesmen outside the city raised their heads in horror and looked ten miles east of the city.

I saw a thick cloud of smoke and dust floating in the air in the distance, and it was clearly the dust raised by countless iron horses after galloping!

In the midst of the smoke and dust, a military flag with the word "Mongolian" suddenly appeared!

At the front of the smoke and dust, a burly general, holding a black giant sword, suddenly appeared, he rode a war horse covered in Xuanjia, leading thousands of iron horses, rushing forward!

And behind the smoke and dust, in the haze, there seemed to be countless cavalry, and the shouts came one after another, and the murderous aura was monstrous!

"Savage thief, dare to sneak attack my Xiqin granary! Who dares to fight with me!!" Meng Fu let out an earth-shattering roar, and the black giant knife flew into a circle, and his body suddenly burst out like a spring, and he broke away from the rear soldiers and killed alone in the boundless tribe and indigenous group.

"General Mengda, it's General Meng!" The soldiers in the city shouted one after another, and when they saw Meng Fu alone in the hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, they were all so enthusiastic that they opened the city gate and killed them without their lives.

Those tribal natives saw the dust billowing behind Meng Fu, their faces had changed greatly, and at this moment, they saw Meng Fu breaking in alone with a murderous spirit, thinking of Meng Fu's usual might, they all shouted in horror

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"Kill God! Kill God is coming, retreat, retreat!"

"There are at least 500,000 iron horsemen here, this is the granary, it's obviously a trap, it's a bait, we're all going to die here!"

"500,000 Xiqin Iron Cavalry, this is still fighting like this, retreat and retreat, all for Lao Tzu to retreat!" The tribe natives who led the army roared angrily, and all the tribe natives hurriedly fled towards the west.

The frenzied slaughter of the Western Qin Iron Cavalry was like a nightmare in the hearts of the tribe's natives.

Speaking of which, the aborigines of this tribe do not know how to deploy troops, and there is no rule for even retreating, and there are too many people.

Everywhere he went, countless broken limbs flew out, blood splattered everywhere, staining one of his armors blood-red, almost like a demon that had just crawled out of a sea of blood.

At this moment, the murderous aura on his body almost condensed into substance, and there was another heaven-shattering roar: "You lowly bastards, you can come when you want, and leave if you want? Under my Xiqin 800,000 iron horses, none of you can run!"

An even greater panic erupted among the tribesmen's aborigines at this moment: "800,000, oh my God, it's 800,000 iron horsemen!" Many tribesmen were so frightened that they cried, "Who the hell said there are only 50,000 people here?"

Lao Tzu doesn't want to die here!" Many tribesmen thought that the people in front of them were in the way, so they slashed to death the tribe natives who were blocking the way in front of them, and fled in a hurry.

After a short time, the natives of the tribe trampled to death, were killed by their own people, were killed by the army led by Meng Fu, and the soldiers killed in the city, a total of nearly 100,000 people died!

Of the 500,000 tribal natives, only 400,000 remained, frantically fleeing.

"Come, 10,000 horses, follow General Ben to continue the pursuit! The rest of the people, do as ordered!" Meng Fu shouted, and then nearly 10,000 horses poured out of the city, and followed Meng Fu feverishly to kill him.

After all, the indigenous leader of the tribe was not a fool, after running for thirty miles in a row, but found that there were only 10,000 people behind Meng Fu, he remembered the news he got before, thought of the billowing smoke and dust that appeared before, slapped his head suddenly, and shouted angrily:

"Hit the ground, this Meng Fu is just a newly promoted general, how can he lead 800,000 cavalry? If there are really 800,000 cavalry, how can there be only so much smoke and dust?"

"Sons, we have fallen for the enemy's tricks! They don't have 800,000 cavalry at all, they only have 10,000!"

"Kill all of them for Lao Tzu, fuck, dare to play Lao Tzu, this time I will kill everyone in Hexi City, Lao Tzu will rob ten women tonight! No, it's twenty!"

The natives of the tribe suddenly woke up, stopped one after another, and one by one they were not light, raised their bows and arrows in their hands, and shot towards Meng Fu and the others.

"All the soldiers obeyed the order and all retreated!" Meng Fu scattered countless arrows with a single sword, and shouted, "Leave a thousand people behind the palace and act according to the plan!"

The 10,000 soldiers instantly stood up, the 9,000 cavalry retreated rapidly, and Meng Fu and the 1,000 soldiers blocked those arrows, and fought and retreated.

When they retreated past a canyon, nearly half of the 1,000 soldiers had been killed or wounded, and at the sound of an order, the remaining soldiers suddenly turned their heads and cut down the vines on both sides of the canyon.

"Retreat quickly, no need to fight again!" Meng Fu yelled, leading the remnants of the hundreds of soldiers to flee.

I could only hear a loud noise in the canyon, and countless boulders and rolling logs fell one after another, blocking the passage.

"Go around Lao Tzu, go around it all!" The tribe natives led the rituals with a thunderous outburst, leading 400,000 tribal natives to bypass the canyon far away, chasing them in the direction of Hexi City.

This detour gave Meng Fu enough time to retreat, but when he passed through the city west of the river, Meng Fu did not enter the city, but led the less than 10,000 soldiers to the south.

By the time the 400,000 tribesmen rushed back to Hexi City again, three hours had passed.

At this moment, Hexi City is a little weird.

I saw that the gates of Hexi City were wide open, and there was no sound in the city, and no one seemed to be inside.

"Fuck, they really deceived us before, did you see it, everyone fled, and they actually abandoned the city and fled!" The indigenous leader of the tribe roared angrily, and suddenly his face showed joy again, "They have so much grain and grass, they must not be able to transport it away in a short time! Hahaha, sons, all rush in for me, rob all the grain, and burn the city again!"

The natives of all the tribes screamed excitedly and rushed into the city frantically. It's a pity that the city gate is a little narrow, and this Hexi city is not big, accommodating the 400,000 tribal aborigines, which seems to be very crowded, so many tribal aborigines died in the trampling.

"There's wine and beef!"

"I have it here

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"Hahaha, rice, white flowery rice!"

Hearing the voice of the tribe natives in front, the tribe natives behind were even more anxious, and rushed into the city frantically, but no one was left behind.

At this moment, the black iron gates of the city wall were all closed, and with a "bang", they were all closed!

"What's going on?" the tribe's indigenous leader was shocked, "Why are the gates closed?"

At this moment, countless water droplets suddenly erupted from all sides of the city wall, sprinkled all over the city, and even sprinkled on the bodies of those tribesmen and natives.

"Why is it still raining?"

"No, it's not rain, it's oil!" cried out one of the tribesmen, suddenly frightened.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flaming arrow flew in from outside the city.

The indigenous leader of the tribe suddenly understood, and said in horror: "They, they are going to burn us alive!

In an instant, countless rockets flew in from outside the city, covering the sky and the sun.

I saw that those flames rose when they touched the oil, some hidden oil barrels in the city exploded, the terrifying flames spread everywhere, and the screams of the tribe and natives were earth-shattering, and this Hexi city turned into a human purgatory!

The tribesmen frantically banged on the city gate, but outside the city gate, thousands of soldiers each held a huge log, sealing the city gate, and many boulders were thrown in from outside the city, killing many tribesmen alive.

Those tribes and natives were obviously the besieging party, but at the moment they were trapped in the city and had no way to escape.

Until the iron gates around the city wall were burned red, and the giant trees began to burn, the Western Qin soldiers had to give up the giant trees and retreated one after another.

A full hour has passed at this moment, and there are less than 100,000 of the 400,000 tribesmen who can survive and fight at this time.

That is, nearly 300,000 tribal natives were burned alive.

When the remaining less than 100,000 tribesmen finally rushed out of the city, a vigorous and brave young general, carrying a spear more than one person high, led 50,000 cavalry, was waiting for them outside the city wall, it was Huo Wuji!

In the south, Meng Fu appeared with 10,000 horses, and the 20,000 surviving soldiers who had originally defended the city also appeared.

Most of the remaining tribe natives are burned, how can they fight in the face of this majestic and high-spirited Western Qin army!

The indigenous leader of the tribe looked at the scene in front of him, and then looked at the mountains of charred corpses in the city, his eyes were full of tears, and he said sadly: "God, why don't you give us a way to live!"

"Our tribesmen are also people, the cold winter is long, if there is no food, you can only starve to death!"

"You Western Qin thieves have occupied our villages and plundered our fields, and now we have 300,000 people, a whole 300,000 people, and we have been burned alive by you!"

"You Middle-earthers love to speak righteousness the most, but where is your morality now?"

The indigenous leader of the tribe knelt down on his knees towards the pile of black charcoal corpses, and said sadly: "Brothers, General Ben is sorry for you!"

After speaking, he raised the scimitar in his hand and swiped it on his neck, and died of anger.

And none of the nearly 100,000 remaining tribesmen survived, and all of them died under the cold swords and guns of the Western Qin soldiers.

At this point, 500,000 tribal natives were wiped out.

"Mr. Liu, thanks to your wisdom, you have come up with such a clever plan!" said the commander again and again, "It's a pity that those natives don't know until they die, our grain and grass are firmly protected by the fireproof fire cloth, and we have not lost a cent, but at the beginning we wasted some grain, wine and meat, and used it as bait." ”

"As for the sound of war drums, horses' hooves, and billowing smoke, they are just the most common tricks, and this native actually believes it!"

Meng Fu laughed out loud: "Mr. Liu's clever calculation, he really has a world-shattering talent! We only used 10,000 horses to frighten the enemy's 500,000 horses! Then we burned 300,000 enemy troops without spending a single soldier! This military feat, it will definitely shake the capital of Western Qin!"

"In the end, the 100,000 natives are all thanks to you Huo Wuji!" Meng Fu patted Huo Wuji's shoulder and laughed again.

Huo Wuji's face was happy, and he knelt down on one knee and said sincerely: "This is all Mr. Liu's clever calculation, General Meng is brave and invincible, and I, Huo Wuji, just picked up a bargain!"

Ying Tian's face was extremely complicated at this moment, he stared at the dense charred corpses in the city from a distance, and then looked at the tribe indigenous leader who committed suicide, and sighed long in his heart.

Qing'er seemed to understand what Yingtian was thinking, held Yingtian's right hand, and said seriously: "Young master, it's no wonder you. Although so many people died, you saved more people, and millions of soldiers and civilians in Western Qin need to rely on this grain and grass to survive the winter!"

"At the cost of dying a few people, do you want to save more people?" Yingtian touched Qing'er's head, and was silent for a while.

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