Western Regions.

Beiche, Jinpu City.

Since the death of Murong Xianbei leader Murong Wei, his legitimate son Murong Yan inherited his general and county duke's title of title.

Of course there is also this Jinpu City.

As for the eldest son Murong Han, who had been competing, he took his troops to another place to build a city and live there.

So, now Murong Huang is the one who makes the decision.

Of course, if you enjoy all your power, you must also bear all your responsibilities.

For example, the pressure facing Jinpu City is now a big problem.

"Monday Duke, now the army of Dingling people is about to reach the east of Jinshan. Our Jinpu City is the first to be affected. How should we deal with it?"

A general urged him in a hurry.

"Ding Ling Shanyu Bagu was just a small leader of the Manu tribe. Now that he has offended the Han Dynasty, he has to flee in panic. We naturally want to intercept him."

Murong Huang said calmly.

When the generals heard this, they all showed reluctance.

"Although Shanyu, although Bagu fled in defeat, he also led tens of thousands of Luo Dingling and Jiankun's troops, which are definitely not easy to deal with. We might as well send people to contact Bagu. As long as he restrains his subordinates and does not plunder, we will let them pass through!"

A general spoke carefully and advised him.

As soon as he heard this, the other Murong generals agreed.

Since conquering the Beiche Army, these Xianbei people from Liaodong have completely lived a life of being superior.

Especially the nobles in these tribes have become nobles among nobles.

The beauties, land, ranch and taxes of Cheshiguo made these Xianbei people obsessed with enjoying life.

Now few people are willing to kill each other by crossing horses and holding guns.

Of course, except for those "alternative" who followed Murong Han to migrate to the city.

"I'm afraid this won't work?"

Amid a group of voices of approval, a different voice suddenly appeared.

Everyone looked up and saw Murong Huang's younger brother Murong Zhao.

"The Dingling people from Bagu have completely offended the Han Dynasty. The Han emperor not only refused to accept their surrender, but also sent people to the north of Mo to fight twice. Bagu and others fled west in a hurry."

"You can imagine how much the Han emperor hated Ba Gu and others. If we let them leave, or even let Ba Gu and others escape leisurely, we would probably lead the Han Emperor's anger on our heads."

As the younger brother of the tribe Shanyu Murong Huang, Murong Zhao has always spoken with great weight.

In addition, he has a reputation for being smart, and his general words will be adopted by Murong Yong.

Especially today's words sound reasonable.

The generals of Murong's troops looked left and right, and no one dared to speak anymore.

You must know.

Three years ago, when Bagu joined forces with tens of thousands of fallen men to Youzhou, he never thought that it would lead to such crazy revenge from the Han army.

Within three years, two expeditions to the north of Mobei.

Moreover, it is not only a military conquest, but also a dominant conquest.

The Han army successively annexed Ding Ling's troops in Langjuxu and Jiluo, and then built more than a dozen cities of big and small.

Murong Yong and others have not yet figured out why Bagu and others are so afraid of the dozen rammed earth cities.

So much so that we had to lead tens of thousands of tribes to embark on a thousand-mile escape towards the West.

"The anger of the Han emperor is not far from us. If you are not careful, you will lose everything you have now."

Murong Zhao said again.
Chapter completed!