On a quiet night, the Xianbei people were enjoying horse milk wine and eating jerky meat in the tribe, without realizing the approaching of death.

With Jia Rong's order, the Western Liang army from all sides moved together to attack the unprepared Xianbei tribe.

This cannot be called a battle, it can only be called a one-sided massacre. All the elites of the Xianbei rushed to the battlefield. All the remaining tribes were the elderly, weak, women and children. How could they fight against the Han army like wolves and tigers? And they were caught off guard and sneak attacks.

The unarmed Xianbei people were gathered together. Under the light of the fire, Jia Rong could clearly see the fear on their faces. When he heard the voices of these people in front of him, some experienced Xianbei people immediately realized that the Han people were coming.

They really couldn't understand how the 80,000 Xianbei troops were arranged on the Han border, and their tribes were in the rear of the Xianbei Shao, how did these Han soldiers quietly come to the Xianbei tribe?

Jia Rong thought for a long time and highlighted the word "kill!"

The soldiers below showed a hint of hesitation. What happened to the general who had no resistance was the Xianbei people who had always loved the people as much as their sons and could not bear to kill the prisoners today.

"Kill!" Jia Rong once again emphasized that he had no choice. In the territory of the Xianbei people, his whereabouts could be leaked at any time. These people could not be kept. If they were discovered less time, they would have more security.

The Xiliang Army has always regarded following orders as its mission. The general who issued the orders to them was the general. He endured the discomfort and pointed the butcher knife at the Xianbei people.

The atmosphere became quiet and solemn, without the joy that should have after defeating it.

"Don't sympathize with your enemies at any time. Think about the Han army who died in battle on the battlefield. All their families are looking forward to it at home. If we don't kill these Xianbei people, our army's whereabouts will be revealed. When the Xianbei army attacks us, these Xianbei people will not be grateful for letting them go tonight, but will provide supplies to the Xianbei army." Jia Rong explained in a deep voice.

"Everyone is looking for food, eat and sleep well!" Jia Rong turned around and left after giving the order.

After a brief quiet, the soldiers kept cheering loudly, thinking of the robes that died in the desert, and they were very glad that they survived.

After destroying this Xianbei tribe, more than 100 war horses were accidentally obtained. The soldiers looked at the war horses with a bright light in their eyes.

More than 100 people with the strongest abilities were equipped with war horses. In the Xiliang army, where the strong are respected, this approach is understandable.

With war horses, it was extremely easy to find out the news. Soon, Jia Rong turned his attention to a Xianbei tribe again. The Xianbei tribe that was slaughtered before could only be a small tribe, while the accurate tribe this time was a medium tribe. According to the information brought back by the scout, there were about 500 war horses in the tribe, with a population of about 5,000.

However, it seems that the Xianbei tribe is quite prepared. Perhaps the news of the Xianbei tribe breaking into the Han army was spread. Over the days, Jia Rong has been leading the army to plunder and enrich his army.

Jia Rong did not think that the Xianbei people could gather large infantry forces in a short time to wipe out him. Once all the Han troops behind him were equipped with war horses, it would definitely be the time when the Xianbei people's nightmare came. He wanted to lead the army to turn the Xianbei people upside down, forcing the Xianbei army in Yanmen to return.

The resistance of this Xianbei tribe was beyond Jia Rong's expectations. After paying the lives of three hundred cavalrymen, the tribe completely defeated. In Jia Rong's surprised eyes, the old men in the tribe actually turned over and picked up swords and guns to kill the Han army.

There is indeed a reason for the strength of the Xianbei. Like the nomadic peoples who have always lived on the grassland, the Xianbei pursues the strong as respect. Without strength, they will only be ridiculed in the army in the tribe. They are like Kuitou and are the Khan of the Great Xianbei. Why do the Xianbei people have no due respect for him?

In a large tribe with more than 5,000 people, Jia Rong's more than 2,000 people could not be completely killed.

He obtained more than 500 war horses, plus the previous robbery, and formed a cavalry with a population of thousands, and its combat effectiveness increased sharply.

What surprised Jia Rong even more was that he saw many Han people in this Xianbei tribe. After asking, it turned out that these people were prisoners of the Xianbei when they plundered the Han people. For many years, they had been living a life worse than pigs and dogs in the Xianbei. If there was any inappropriateness, they would attract beatings and scolding from the Xianbei people.

Jia Rong gathered the young and strong people among them and joined the army. All the others were dismissed. On the grassland, the safety of the Xiliang army could not be guaranteed. He would not blindly be a savior, and life and death are life and death.

Looking at the neat cavalry team behind him, Jia Rong was suddenly proud. What was the little Xianbei? Huo Qubing dared to use 800 cavalry to sweep away the powerful Huns.

Jia Rong said in a heavy tone: "Our traces have been known to the Xianbei people. Next will be a series of hard battles. You are the most elite soldiers of the Xiliang Army. The Xianbei people invaded the Han border for many years and killed and plundered countless Han people. They are extremely evil and cannot be forgiven!"

"In the past, General Huo Qubing led 800 people to sweep the Huns. We had 1,800 people, so what are we afraid of!"

Jia Rong nodded with satisfaction. From the soldiers' eyes, he saw a strong sense of fighting. The Han people in the Xianbei tribe also showed fierce eyes. They were oppressed by the Xianbei for many years and had only endless hatred for the Xianbei.

"Zilong, you lead a hundred people to the scout brigade and detect the news about the Xianbei people in the ten miles nearby." Jia Rong ordered.

"Others, follow me to places where there are Xianbei tribes. Whenever I meet Xianbei people, kill them!" Jia Rong shouted.

"Kill, kill, kill" the soldiers yelled in unison.

Jia Rong led 1,800 people to rage on this grassland. The large tribes refused to invade and would never let them go when they encountered small and medium-sized tribes. Gradually, all the soldiers under his command became cavalrymen. The Han prisoners in the Xianbei tribe gradually formed a cavalry team with a population of about a thousand. During the battle, these soldiers were not afraid of death.

After suffering a loss, Jia Rong became very cautious. The Xianbei tribes, which were highly prepared, sent elite soldiers to remove their spies and then rushed forward.

In less than five days, news of a Han army coming to the Xianbei spread on the grassland, and more and more tribes were killed. In the impression of the Xianbei people, this Han team was cruel and bloodthirsty. There were very few survivors of any tribe that was robbed. For a time, everyone on the grassland was in danger.

The warriors in the clan were sent to invade the Han territory. Although there were soldiers from various tribes, they did not want to take them out at such a time. No one knew whether the elusive Han cavalry would appear in their tribe the next moment.

Recently, Jia Rong has been doing more and more on the grassland. Within one day, he looted three small tribes. After a little rest, he wiped out a large tribe with more than 10,000 people in the Xianbei people overnight. Other tribes on the grassland can see the fire light.

The Han army's reputation also spread to the Xianbei army far away in Yanmen Pass. The leaders of some tribes began to get a little restless and their homes caught fire. They had no intention of continuing to play offensive and defense with the Han army at Yanmen Pass.

Murong Feng frowned. The Han army on the city was already unable to support it. Just yesterday, he even saw a white-haired old man appearing on the gate with a spear. Judging from the current situation, within three days, he would definitely be able to capture Yanmen Pass. Thinking of the huge Han territory behind Yanmen Pass, and thinking about the Han army that appeared in the Xianbei, Murong Feng felt in a mess.

Zhou Yi spent five days eating, drinking and resting on the city wall. The horn of the Xianbei attack outside the pass became the Han army's wake-up call, with weapons at hand, and the wet armor on his body did not have any impact on sleep.

The sound of the Xianbei people's horns sounded, Zhou Yi cursed inwardly, jumped up, picked up his spear, and shouted: "The Xianbei children are here to attack the city again, brothers, hurry up."

The Han soldiers lying on the city were quickly standing at each other, staring at the Xianbei soldiers attacking outside the pass with bright eyes.

After twenty consecutive days of fierce battles, the Han army at the pass had already lost half of it. The young and strong men who were spontaneously organized in Guanzhong also appeared at the pass to help officers and soldiers defend the city. These people had no experience and suffered great casualties.

Yanmen Pass is a natural danger. The Han army lost more than a thousand people, but left Xianbei soldiers who were several times more than themselves forever outside Yanmen Pass.

Today, the Xianbei people's attack was particularly fierce, and the first time they invested was 5,000 troops. Zhou Yi was so energetic that he led fifty personal guards to wander around the gate and commanded the soldiers to fight. Wherever the Xianbei people climbed the city wall, Zhou Yi led the personal guards to rush to the place.

The supplies in Guanzhong were almost exhausted, and the huge stones were gone. Zhou Yi ordered that the door panels and useful materials of the people in Guanzhong be moved to Guanzhong. Seeing that the Han army was trying hard to defend the city, the people were also very involved. Some people's homes were even demolished, and the stone door panels were moved out. Zhou Yi said it very clearly that after the Xianbei people entered the pass, not only would their homes be lost, but their lives would be lost.

The people of Guanzhong spontaneously delivered food to the soldiers on the Guan side, which really moved the Han soldiers. Although the battle to defend the city was very hard, they thought that behind Yanmen Pass was the home of the Han people, and they fought desperately again and again.

Teams of people in the city appeared at the gates and brought arrows and other objects to the defenders. For many days, people in the city have also explored experience in battles. For example, after climbing the city wall, they cannot stand up and walk straight, but bent down to walk, so as not to hit the traps shot by Xianbei soldiers.

Seeing the people on the gate, Zhou Yi's heart roared and rushed towards a Xianbei soldier who had just climbed the city wall.

"Be careful, General!"

Zhou Yi's mind was a little drowsy, and the successive battles made him feel unconsciously confused. He quickly turned around when he heard this.

A Han soldier was seen standing behind Zhou Yi, and a spear penetrated his body, and blood was ticking along the tip of the gun.

Zhou Yi roared and stabbed the Xianbei soldiers to death with one shot, then hugged the Han soldiers' bodies, their eyes blurred.

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