Kebineng's white-haired crow is about to pass through the midpoint of the valley.

Yang Feng made a decision.

"ignition!"

Although there is no walkie-talkie mobile phone, in the dark, fire is the best communication equipment.

When Yang Feng lit the big grass ball, it seemed as if he had a heart of mind, and fireworks signal flares rose at the end of the valley at the same time.

It's done!

Finally all blocked!

Three or four hundred large fireballs rolled down from the middle of the valley in turn from the mountains on both sides, and the Xianbei people were panicked.

The main force is crowded in the narrow valley. When the fire ball rolls down, it will ignite the plants and trees along the way.

The flames soared into the sky, the valley became a huge oven, and people could not avoid it, struggling in vain in the blazing fireworks.

Seeing that the entire army was buried in the valley, Ke Bi Neng was completely lost.

"This is not our defeat in the war, but the despicable and treacherous Han people!"

Although the Xianbei front and rear troops broke through the siege, the terrain was narrow and they could only use oil-adding tactics.

Lu Xu has experienced many battles and is under his command of old soldiers, with a stable defense line.

The corpses at the mouth of the valley were piled up like mountains, and none of them were let go.

Unexpectedly, the most injured troops in this battle were not Lu Xu, but Yang Feng's troops.

The mountain wind blew backwards, causing the wildfire to get out of control. The troops set fire opposite Yang Feng burned dozens of people to death, and almost all the remaining ones were burned to varying degrees.

After hearing this, Xu Huang, who had come back after a long walk, patted Yang Feng.

"Good luck, boy!"

Yang Feng understood that if he stood opposite him or the mountain wind changed direction, it would be hard to say that he would not die in the fire he had set himself.

That really corresponds to the old saying "I can't live without committing my own sins."

Lu Bu waved his hand and said, "There is nothing to think about? Life and death are fate, and wealth is in heaven. If you don't die, it means you are doing well and you are going to be promoted and have wealth and enjoy happiness!"

Yang Feng looked at the valley and asked, "Do you want it? Go in and check it?"

Lu Bu looked at the smokey valley and shook his head.

"Every three or two days, I can't get into this valley. Let's go back and talk to Yan Rou first."

No need to talk about it, Yan Rou led his army out of the city and surrendered to Lu Bu.

Last night, the scouts from Dai County saw a long distance from the valley burning the whole sky.

Needless to ask, Kebineng's reinforcements are over.

Instead of waiting for Lu Xu and his two men to break through the city defense, it would be better to surrender and save their lives.

After taking Dai County without bloodshed, Lu Bu looked at Yan Rou who was kneeling in front of the horse and told him the cruel truth with a smile.

"You are smart! Kebineng, his big star and Wanwu's main force, all told him in the valley."

Yan Rou and the Xianbei generals were all scared and lost their souls.

"We are willing to surrender to the Han Dynasty and be loyal to the Emperor!"

Lu Bu laughed and said, "It is of course good to surrender and be loyal, but who knows whether it is true or false?"

The Xianbei people didn't understand, but Yan Rou knew very well that they were not asking them to pay the letter of vote.

He said ruthlessly, "If the governor of Luzhou does not dislike it, the criminal minister is willing to make meritorious contributions and conquer Shanggu City."

Lu Bu said readily: "Since you said that, I'm embarrassed to refute your face. But the ugly words are ahead. If you can't fight within three days, don't blame Lu for his ruthless military law!"

Yan Rou only had two thousand people in her hands, but there were at least two or three thousand infantrymen in Shanggu City, so there would definitely be no chance to fight alone.

Therefore, he forced five thousand young men to recruit, took the farm tools and sticks, and marched towards Shanggu under the surveillance of Xu Huang and Yang Feng.

Wuda didn't know that Kebi could turn into a roasted pig.

However, Kebi Neng's main force left Shanggu, which left Wuda without any worries, so he made every effort to implement the "Three Lights Policy" to the east.

The tribes we encountered on the journey, whether from the Xianbei or the Wuhuan, were treated equally.

Except for the young and beautiful women and the babies in their arms, the rest became the military achievements of the stinky beards.

When they met Wuda's Huzi Camp, they could not escape but could not beat them. The Xianbei and Wuhuan people who were useless to beg for mercy were in trouble.

Under the evil name of Huzi Camp, the grassland tribe fled to the east with a look at the wind.

But to the east, Guan Yu and Xu You commanded 4,000 troops, pushing them from south to north, from east to west.

The Eastern League is like a native chicken and a tile dog, and it collapses at once.

Suli was the leader of the Eastern Alliance. When he learned that the Han army had launched a large-scale attack, he could not stop it at all, so he ordered to move northward.

A young leader asked, "In another month, it may snow. You're crazy when you migrate north at this time?"

Suli kicked the little league leader down and scolded sternly: "It's crazy, it's better than living under the butcher's knife of the Han people. You shouldn't think about betraying the Xianbei people, right?"

Using the power of the leader, Suli suppressed the opposition and unified the alliance's understanding.

In order to avoid the edge of Guan Yu, Xu You and Wuda, the Eastern Alliance, led by the leader Suli, evacuated northward with his family and his subordinates.

The Xianbei people retreated, while the Guanxu tribe made great strides.

Wuda was like a fly that was following like a shadow, and from time to time he came up to eat it, which made Suli extremely frustrated.

When the Eastern Alliance retreated continuously and approached the territory of the Xianbei in Liaodong, and had not yet taken a breath.

More than 100,000 Xianbei people from Liaodong went south in panic like an avalanche from the north.

What?

Are there tens of thousands of elite Han troops in the north?

Suli was stupid.

This is completely unreasonable?

The Han army's total strength is not a secret. There are now six or seven thousand people in the south. Tell me there are still ten thousand people in the north?

But they have noses and eyes, so they count them one by one with their fingers.

Moge, Dingwu, Chizai and others, six or seven large and medium-sized tribes.

These tribes were either slaughtered or captured. The Han army was pressing over from a thousand-mile-long front. Who could stop them?

Seeing that they were scared, Suli couldn't help but sneer: "You guys, are you so embarrassed to say that you are descendants of the White Deer God?"

The Xianbei people in Liaodong could not defeat the Han army, but they were not afraid of profit.

Chi Zai immediately turned his back and pointed at the other party's nose and scolded: "Are you so scattered and fled here? Are you embarrassed to mention the White Deer God? Bah!"

The two leaders drew their swords together, with cold eyes, and a strong sense of fire.

At this time, Mo Huba, the leader of the White Tribe of the Former Yan, stood up, and the beautiful staircase crown on his head was very eye-catching.

"At the moment of the enemy, you still have to kill each other. Do you really want to defeat the Xianbei in the Eastern Region?"

In fact, the Eastern Alliance and the Liaodong Xianbei are both stray dogs, and they pretend to be purely for the sake of being better.

Chi Zai and Su Li looked at each other, and each withdrew their swords and returned to their sheaths in disappointment. Everyone also took the opportunity to collect their weapons.

Suli looked at Mo Huba and suddenly asked, "Or what should I do now, Murong tell me?"

In Xianbei language, Bu Yaoyin is the same as "Murong".

When a Xianbei man becomes an adult, he must have a haircut (shaved hair) before he can marry a woman.

Therefore, Mo Huba raised his hair and wore a staircase crown, becoming an alien among the Xianbei tribes.

However, the Buyaoguan is indeed beautiful, so other departments use the title "Murong" to call Mo Huba.

From this we can see that the ancestors of the Murong Xianbei, Mo Huba, were good at absorbing the ideas of advanced civilizations, and were not old-fashioned.

Mo Huba walked into the field and pulled out an arrow from the quiver, breaking it with a "bang!"

Then, he pulled out ten long arrows and gathered them into a bundle, folded them hard, but could only barely bend them.

Then he said: "One or two tribes are not the opponent of the Han army at all. But we have ten or twenty tribes that are united, and no matter how many Han army there are, they dare not underestimate them."

Everyone nodded.

Murong came to the point, because no one was willing to resist the Han army, which led to such a tragic ending.

Mo Huba said again: "Now there is a huge opportunity to defeat the Han army and even seize their pastures, cattle, horses and slaves in Liaodong and western Liaoning. Would you like to?"

What?

Can you defeat the Han army?

Can you still grab Liaoxi County in Liaodong?

Dozens of tribes' heads looked at the golden staircase crown in surprise.
Chapter completed!