Liu Ziqiu glanced at the Tuyuhun cavalry who were climbing up slowly as if they were walking on thin ice, and suddenly said: "Commander of the Brigade, the fire oxen are our last surprise troops. The enemy is already frightened, so there is no need to pull them all up. It is enough to scare them by sending ten of them!"
Liu Yu was already impressed by Liu Ziqiu's courageous and resourceful performance. He waved his hand without thinking and said, "Just do what the boss Liu said!"
The effect of the fire bull array was not ideal. The frightened bulls spread their hooves and ran down the mountain, but this was not flat land, but a rugged and steep mountain road. Not far after running, one of the bulls lost its footing and rolled down.
At that time, the role of the Fire Ox could only be equivalent to that of a huge boulder, but its momentum was astonishing enough.
Tuyuhun implemented a policy where all the people were soldiers. The soldiers in the army were actually ordinary herdsmen from various tribes. The leaders of each tribe naturally became the generals in the army. Murong Dinghan was also the leader of a larger tribe. These three thousand cavalry
They were all members of his tribe. In order to support his clan brother Murong Fuyun, he brought almost all the young men of the tribe over.
Like the Mobei grassland, the basic law here is that the weak will eat the strong. If all the cavalry under Murong Dinghan are lost, he, the leader of the tribe, will exist in name only. The tribe will soon be annexed by others, and the surviving women and children will soon be
Become someone else's slave.
The dozens of pulleys that rushed down the mountain just now destroyed most of Murong Dinghan's cavalry. He could no longer bear another blow. Seeing those huge monsters tumbling down, Murong Dinghan felt palpitations in his heart and whistled repeatedly.
He and his men fled down the mountain in embarrassment. Even if he ran fast this time, the effect of the fire bull was not good, and nearly a hundred men and horses were still hit, and their deaths were horrific.
After rushing twice in succession, he failed to reach the top of the mountain. He didn't even see what the enemy looked like. Murong Dinghan couldn't help but murmur in his heart. The more than a thousand people who survived looked at him eagerly, although they didn't
The man spoke, but the fear on his face could not be concealed. Murong Dinghan gritted his teeth and ordered: "Charge again!"
When they rushed halfway up the mountain, ten mad bulls rushed down from the top of the mountain again. Not only that, but there were also countless rocks of various sizes mixed in. Although the Tuyuhun cavalry had been mentally prepared, they still suffered heavy losses, with many casualties.
Hundreds of people. If he continues to fight, his tribe will be wiped out. Murong Dinghan no longer hesitated and hurriedly retreated to Chewozhen Mountain with the remaining soldiers.
Murong Fuyun was shocked when he heard that Niling had been occupied by the Sui army first.
Murong Dinghan was afraid that Murong Fuyun would be punished, and he made a big deal, saying that there were tens of thousands of Sui troops on the mountain, and his men and horses were outnumbered, resulting in heavy losses.
Murong Fuyun wanted to punish Murong Dinghan. Firstly, he was his own clan brother, and secondly, his three thousand troops and horses were lost by two thousand, and a large tribe became a small tribe. It was really pitiful, so he had to give up.
However, Niling controlled the retreat route of tens of thousands of Tuyuhun troops in Chewozhen Mountain, and its position was very important. Murong Fuyun refused to give up, and said loudly: "Xifeng Yelilan, Hunluo, and Mengwuza, you three will lead this headquarters."
The soldiers and horses set off immediately and must recapture Muling before dark tomorrow!"
These three people are all tribal leaders and come from different ethnic groups.
Xifeng Yelilan is the clan leader of the Xifeng clan in Dangxiang. His tribe is also the second largest tribe in Dangxiang after the Tuoba tribe, with 3,000 young people. Tuoba Mumi hid with his tribe and only
After notifying the landlord who had made good friends with them, they were quite superior to the second clan. However, the Xifeng clan did not receive the news. They were not a small tribe like Qiuli. Naturally, Murong Fuyun would not let them obey Tuoba Mumi, so he directly
He sent someone to summon them to Chewo Zhen Mountain.
Hunluo is the leader of the Tielehun tribe, and Mengwuza is the leader of Da Shiwei. The strength of these two tribes is comparable to that of the Xifeng clan, but they have a closer relationship with the Xianbei people. Murong Fuyun asked them to cooperate with the Xifeng clan.
Lilan went together. In addition to Murong Dinghan's statement that there were tens of thousands of Sui troops on the mud ridge, it also implied the intention of monitoring Xiefengye Lilan.
Following Murong Fuyun's order, three sturdy men stood up from their seats, saluted in unison, turned around and strode out of the camp.
Suddenly I saw a person hurriedly walked in through the opening of the tent door. He raised his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the Sui army is so powerful. Why did they divide their forces?"
When Murong Fuyun saw the visitor, he laughed and said, "Mr. Jin came just in time. I was about to send someone to invite you. Come, sit down and listen to me explain in detail."
This man was nearly eight feet tall. He had a fair face, but was as thin as a bamboo pole. Although he was wearing Hu clothes, he could not hide his bookish air. He was clearly a Han Chinese and a scholar.
…
This scholar's name was Jin Bo, who was originally a teacher from a wealthy family in Xiping County. One winter three years ago, he returned to his hometown to get married. On their wedding night, the Tuyuhun people attacked the border, and his whole family was taken prisoner.
They were captured by a small tribe in Shiwei. When the tribal leader saw that Jin Bo's newlywed wife, Lin, was quite beautiful, he became so lustful that he dragged her into the tent and ordered people to tie Jin Bo outside the tent. How pitiful.
Jin Bo, who was as beautiful as a flower, didn't even have time to pull her hand, but got the advantage of the barbarian. Outside the tent, Jin Bo heard Lin's tactful love, his heart felt like a knife, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Just at this time, Murong Fuyun passed by with a group of people. When he saw Jin Bo kneeling on the ground with a large body of five flowers and tears streaming down his face, he couldn't help but pointed his riding whip and said contemptuously: "The Han people are really cowardly. Look, such a big man can only cry.
."
The entourage burst into laughter. Jin Bo was quite clever. Looking at Murong Fuyun, he looked like a nobleman. He struggled on the ground and said loudly: "I heard that the leader of Tuyuhun is a hero and deserves to rule the world, so he doesn't dare."
I resisted, but unexpectedly fell into the trap of the traitor, so I cried with regret!"
Although Murong Fuyun was a brave man, he liked scholars. Hearing his elegant speech, he felt a little fond of him at first. In addition, Jin Bo's flattery scratched the itch, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed and said: "I am the Lord of Tuyuhun.
!If I forgive you, will you be willing to serve me?"
Jin Bo was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly: "I am willing to lead the horse and stirrup the king for the king. I only ask the king to save my family."
Murong Fuyun asked someone to untie Jin Bo, threw him a machete, and said: "Tuyuhun has Tuyuhun's rules. I can't do it for you. It's up to you to save your family."
Jin Bo was a scholar with no strength in his hands. He was holding a scimitar and was holding back, not daring to enter the tent. Suddenly, in the tent, he heard the leader's low roar, and a long scream of "Ah" from Mrs. Lin, as if
Weeping and complaining, there was also a bit of joy. Jin Bo's blood suddenly surged, he shouted angrily, and rushed into the tent with a knife.
The leader had just finished his work, but he still had more to say. He was holding Mrs. Lin in his arms and stroking her silky smooth skin. He was unprepared when Jin Bo stabbed him in the back of the heart with a knife, killing him on the spot.
Murong Fuyun laughed loudly and said: "I can't tell that you still have some blood. From today on, you are the leader of this tribe!"
It turned out that although this small Shiwei tribe was attached to Tuyuhun, the leader often violated Murong Fuyun's orders. Murong Fuyun had long been dissatisfied and took this opportunity to deal with him.
From then on, Jin Bo followed Murong Fuyun wholeheartedly, often making suggestions for him, and gradually became Murong Fuyun's confidant.
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When Jin Bo heard Murong Fuyun finish telling what happened to Murong Dinghan, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "My lord, please step aside. I have something to tell you secretly."
Although he had been named the leader of the tribe by Murong Fuyun, Jin Bo always called himself a "little man" in front of Murong Fuyun, and therefore gained Murong Fuyun's favor.
Murong Fuyun waved his hand and asked everyone to retreat, indicating: "Mr. Jin, there are only you and me now. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Jin Bo's expression suddenly hardened and he said, "Master, you cannot stay here for a long time!"
Murong Fuyun frowned and said, "Mr. Jin, do you want me to withdraw my troops?"
Jin Bo shook his head and said: "No, what the villain means is that the king retreats first, and the other troops continue to stay here to stop the Sui army!"
But he forgot that he himself was from the Sui Dynasty.
Murong Fuyun waved his hand and said: "I am the master of a country, how can I run away from the battle!"
"We Han people have a saying, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. The Sui army was powerful and the mud hills were occupied by them. If you don't retreat early, you will regret it. As long as the leader of the country is safe, there will be hope for Tuyuhun.
We can make a comeback." Jin Bo smiled and said, "If all three armies retreat, the Sui army will be surrounded from all sides, and then it will be difficult for the king to escape."
Murong Fuyun was silent for a long time and said: "That's fine, just follow what Mr. Jin said!"
Jin Bo offered another suggestion: "We can ask the King of Immortal Head to hold back the Sui army here under the banner of the king, while the king quietly goes out of the way, and everything will be safe!"
The Immortal King Murong Kuaixing was Murong Fuyun's uncle, and he was also a very important figure in Tuyuhun. He was quite prestigious among the Xianbei tribes. With the Immortal Head pretending to be in the army, Murong Fuyun was naturally relieved and took dozens of trusted cavalrymen.
, and fled westward with Jin Bo.
At this time, the troops of Xifeng Yelilan, Hunluo, and Mengwuza had not yet been assembled, and there was a commotion outside the camp. No one noticed that Murong Fuyun and his party had already rode away. Murong Fuyun and the others were galloping all the way.
, when they arrived at the foot of the mud ridge, the sun had already set. The white snow reflected the starlight, making it impossible to hide their whereabouts.
The soldiers who were in charge of the lookout on the top of the mountain had already seen this group of people and quickly reported it to Liu Yu. Today, they repelled several attacks from Murong Dinghan, which greatly increased Liu Yu's confidence. Without thinking, he clenched his fists.
He said loudly: "Assemble the team and rush down the mountain. We will never let Tuyuhun go westward alone!"
Liu Ziqiu hurriedly advised: "Commander of the brigade, if we fight on foot against a horse, what are your chances of winning? If we lose the mud ridge, it will be a big crime!"