In this battle to defend Weiding City, the old and weak women and children of the Xihai tribe also played an indispensable role. They could be seen everywhere carrying arrows and stones, treating the wounded, and carrying water and meals. If Liu Ziqiu had not issued a strict order, they would not be allowed to appear in the city.
The first line, otherwise they would definitely stand on the top of the city, shoot arrows, and throw stones.
Although Wu Yun was very sad about the death of her father and brother, she still regarded herself as a member of the Xihai tribe, because although there were many new faces here, there were also many brothers and sisters she had been with day and night, which would always give her a sense of home. Since
As a member of the Xihai tribe, Wu Yun also participated in the work of transporting arrows and treating the wounded. She had many opportunities to approach Zhang Liang on the top of the city, but in the end she refrained from taking action.
Zhang Liang's archery skills are indeed superb, and almost all arrows are missed. He can withstand a hundred archers by himself. If Weiding City is attacked by Murong Fuyun, all the old and weak women and children in the city, including herself, will become Xianbei
Human slaves. The nomadic tribe is actually still in the stage of slavery. Wuyun is a member of the nomadic tribe. She is very aware of the miserable fate of becoming a slave. In order to fight against Murong Fuyun's overall situation, she endured it several times and finally endured it.
But now that the battle is over, she decides to take action.
At this moment, Zhang Liang suddenly turned around and said with a big grin: "Miss Wuyun, are you here too?"
Wu Yun let go of the handle of the knife, snorted coldly, turned around and left. Zhang Liang was not only good at archery, but also superb in martial arts. Even if Klie was here, he might not be Zhang Liang's opponent. Wu Yun was even less sure and could only wait for the next opportunity.
.In fact, Wu Yun knew that Zhang Liang had some interest in her, and she could take advantage of this to assassinate Zhang Liang and avenge her father and brother, but Wu Yun did not want to be tainted by her enemy.
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The morning in the West Sea was quite cold. Murong Fuyun fled in a hurry and only had time to put on a sheepskin jacket. The biting north wind poured in from his collar, making him shiver with cold. The war horse galloped forward, and the wind became stronger. Murong Fuyun
Yun's face was already turning blue, but now he was in a hurry to escape, so where could he find shelter from the wind?
Tumulu and Jiaoliyan each led a team of 1,000 men and rode in hot pursuit. They had rested for ten days, were fully prepared, and their morale was high. After a while, they saw the Xianbei people running madly in front of them. Before
, they are just the leaders of a small tribe who want to make a living by admiring Rong Fuyun. Now that everything has fallen apart, they are even more excited. However, these Xianbei people who escaped from the camp are either Murong Fuyun's cronies or Xianbei people.
The tribal leaders, whose awareness of protecting their master was still very strong, kept turning their horses' heads, and started a desperate fight with Tumulu and the others. Naturally, the mantis blocked the car with his arm, but it also slowed down the pursuers.
The sun gradually rose, and Murong Fuyun gradually felt a touch of warmth. He actually ran for more than fifty miles in one breath. When he looked back, the lingering pursuers came over again. At this time, there was only one person beside him.
There were more than 600 riders left, many of whom were scouts who came after hearing the news.
Jin Bo gritted his teeth and said: "Master, you can't run away like this, you must use several groups to lure them away!"
Murong Fuyun had no time to think too much. He whipped up his horse whip, nodded at several tribal leaders, and said, "You guys, go separately!"
The Xianbei troops who fled in a panic immediately dispersed and ran in several different directions. Usually in this case, the pursuit would stop. But these pursuers refused to give up and divided into several teams, each heading in one direction.
Chased on.
Murong Kuaixing led a group of men and horses towards the northwest direction. Not far away, his horse suddenly stumbled. Murong Kuaixing screamed and fell off the horse. At this time, Tumuzhen arrived by chance and got a real glimpse.
He opened his bow and shot an arrow, hitting Murong Kuaixing's throat. Murong Kuaixing struggled on the ground twice and could no longer move.
As the sun gradually rose, the chill in Murong Fuyun's body gradually receded, but the fear in his heart became more and more intense. Jin Bo, who was following Murong Fuyun, suddenly fell off his horse. He was Han, although he had been
Staying with the Xianbei people, his riding skills improved greatly, but after running like this for three hours, his thighs were worn out, and he finally couldn't hold on any longer, and he lost consciousness when his vision went dark. It only took a moment.
, hundreds of war horses trampled over him, leaving only a puddle of meat on the ground, and even the shape of the person could not be seen clearly.
Murong Fuyun has never encountered such a difficult opponent. There are fewer and fewer people following him. The good horse from the Western Regions that sat down is also tired and panting heavily, while the pursuers are getting more and more...
He was getting closer. But he didn't know that Liu Ziqiu arranged for only 2,000 pursuers, but prepared 6,000 good horses. When he was already exhausted, the opponent was still very energetic.
Despite this, Murong Fuyun did not dare to flee to the Xianbei camp on the Gerten Gol River. Only the old, weak, women and children were left in the camp, and it was difficult to stop these tiger and wolf-like pursuers. Murong Fuyun still has a little hope now.
That is, Liu Ziqiu does not know the location of their camp. After all, the West Sea is a vast area, and Liu Ziqiu's men may not be able to successfully discover their camp. He can also buy some time for the tribe and preserve some fire. From this point of view, it is not in vain.
The Xianbei people elected him as their leader.
However, he could not escape from the pursuers without escaping back to the camp. Murong Fuyun gritted his teeth and fled with more than ten cavalry to a village in the north, which was the territory of the Tuoba tribe.
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For the Sui Dynasty, where the turmoil was beginning to emerge, Weiding City might be insignificant, but in the land of the West Sea, the offensive and defensive battle that took place in Weiding City touched the hearts of many people, because who could win the final victory?
, who may become the master of Xihai County. The ambitious Tuoba Mumi began to pay attention to this war when he received Murong Fuyun's recruitment order. As the war became increasingly stalemate, Tuoba Mumi's mood became contradictory.
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Tuoba Mumi refused Murong Fuyun's recruitment, and of course he did not want Murong Fuyun to win. But Liu Ziqiu had already shocked many tribal leaders at Tuoba Yuanju's wedding. Once he won, he would soon control the West Sea.
This situation is something Tuoba Mumi does not want to see. Of course, the outcome that Tuoba Mumi hopes for the most is for Murong Fuyun and Liu Ziqiu to lose in a fight, so that he will have the opportunity to suddenly emerge as a new force.
In order to keep abreast of the development of the war situation, Tuoba Mumi also sent several scout teams to operate around Weiding City, and news would come back every day. According to the news obtained in the past few days, both the offensive and defensive sides suffered heavy casualties. However, today,
The news hadn't come back yet, but he was waiting for Murong Fuyun.
As soon as he saw the embarrassed Murong Fuyun, Tuoba Mumi understood that the Xianbei people had been defeated! But Tuoba Mumi pretended not to know, stepped forward with a smile and said: "Master, why are you here in person? What's the matter?
Just send someone to give instructions for everything."
Murong Fuyun took a deep breath and said: "Tuoba Mimi, please quickly send someone to deal with the pursuers behind you, I will share this territory equally with you!"
Tuoba Mumi's heart was pounding, but he quickly calmed down. If Murong Fuyun was really defeated, he would have no power, so what could he use to share it with him? Tuoba Mumi was very careful and asked tentatively.
He said: "Master, where did the pursuers come from?"
Murong Fuyun was also very cunning. He did not say that his entire army had been wiped out. He only said bitterly: "I accidentally fell into Liu Ziqiu's trick and the team was dispersed."
Conflicts and wars often occur between tribes. It is normal for the team to be broken up. Once the war is over, they will gather again and the losses will not be great. Therefore, Murong Fuyun only said that his team was broken up.
They broke up and refused to tell the truth.
Tuoba Mumi raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw a huge cloud of smoke and dust, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards him. He couldn't help but hesitate again. It's a pity that the scouts he sent out have not returned yet, otherwise he would know about the war.
The real result is that there is no need to be so entangled.
During the hesitation, Tumulu and Jiao Liyan had already arrived outside the village. They had already divided their troops into several groups, but Liu Ziqiu had issued a death order. This time, no matter where Murong Fuyun fled to, he would be captured and alive.
, they wanted to see the corpse. Therefore, after the separated groups of people eliminated their enemies, they gathered together again. However, both of them knew that this was the Tuoba tribe's stronghold, so they did not dare to make any mistakes.
Tumulu dismounted first and stepped forward and said, "May I ask if the prince is here? Could you please let me know?"
At this time, Murong Fuyun had been hidden in the house by Tuoba Mumi. Tuoba Mumi came over with Tuoba Yuanju and Lailuo Weimu. He didn't know Tumulu, but he saw Tumuru clearly.
The head hanging under his neck is the head of Murong Kuaixing. Murong Kuaixing was Murong Fuyun's uncle. He was quite prestigious among the people of Xihaibei. His status was second only to Murong Fuyun, but his strength was not inferior to him.
In the past, the Tuyuhun Kingdom was dominated by one person and more than ten thousand people. Such an important figure is now dead in a different place.
Tuoba Mumi is a mature man. How can he not know that Murong Fuyun has been completely defeated when he sees Murong Kuaixing's head? Look at the cavalry team in front of him, there are about two thousand people. Although they are all dusty, they are still alive.
They were all in high spirits, and Tuoba Mumi's judgment was further strengthened.
Despite this, Tuoba Mumi still laughed and said, "Who are you? What do you want from the Tuoba tribe when you come to attack me?"
Tumulu put his hand on his left chest, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I have misunderstood. I am Tumulu, the commander of thousands of troops under Mr. Liu, and this is the commander of thousands of men, Jiao Liyan. The two of us have been ordered by Mr. Liu to capture Murong Fuyun.
I chased him all the way here. I suspect that Murong Fuyun has hid in the village, and I asked the prince to make it easier for him."
Tuoba Mumi looked behind Tumulu and then discovered Jiao Liyan. Jiao Liyan had once delivered pig iron to Liu Ziqiu, so he recognized him. Tuoba Mumi frowned and said, "I don't know."
What kind of convenience do you want me to do?"
Tumulu smiled and said: "Master Liu has an order. Even if Murong Fuyun escapes to the ends of the earth, we will continue to pursue him. The horse's hoof prints disappeared at the entrance of the village..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lai Luo Weimu sneered and said, "If you want to enter the village to search, there is no way!"
Jiao Liyan had a bad temper. He rode over and said angrily: "I'm going to search today. How will you treat me?"