"General, Chief Hu seems to have escaped."

Zhao Sanqian, who thought he could make another wave of killings, but didn't expect it to end so hastily in the end, wandered around for a while and then ran back to remind General Guan.

Of course the Chief Hu mentioned by Zhao Guang does not refer to Tuoba Liwei.

After all, Tuoba Liwei had been trampled to pulp by the horses' hooves, and no one could even put together a complete body.

What he was talking about was that after Tuoba Liwei died, he temporarily served as the black-clothed deacon who issued orders on behalf of Da Kehan.

"General, that man looks not simple. Do you want me to lead someone to chase him?"

Zhao Guang said while rubbing his hands and fists.

General Guan glanced at him and said calmly:

"Someone is already chasing you. This is not something you should worry about."

After all, you are one of the leaders of the Eighth Army in Guanzhong, can you be of some use?

Then General Guan frowned slightly: "Also, why did you take off your outer armor?"

Zhao Sanqian has been beaten by Sister Guan since she was a child. Even though Sister Guan's brows were only slightly furrowed, the ghost in the prairie horse racer's eyes made his heart inexplicably jump.

"Here, sister, isn't this over? This outer armor is too heavy and I thought it was troublesome, so I took it off. But don't worry, sister, I haven't taken off the fine armor underneath, so it doesn't matter..."

Zhao Guang also said that Sister Guan was concerned about him and was afraid that if he took off his armor at will in such a cold weather after charging into the formation, he would get "armor-removing wind", so he quickly explained that he had not taken off his inner armor yet.

Unexpectedly, General Guan said:

"Did I ask you to take off your armor? Who told you it's over?"

As he spoke, he slightly raised his chin and signaled to the noisy barbarians in the distance:

"Did you see it? These people still had some strength left, so why did they dismount so easily and surrender? Do you think they really surrendered? They knew that the Tiger Cavalry Army was invincible and there were benefits to be gained, so they surrendered."

"The Tiger Cavalry Army must not slack off even if these people are not gathered together. Otherwise, he will feel scornful when he sees that your troops are not in good shape. How can we, a small number of people, stand up to hundreds of thousands of people?"

"If something changes, even if we can escape unscathed, but this time we went deep into the desert and lost countless grain, grass and livestock, but returned without success, how can we have the dignity to see your brother?"

"And if there is no success outside the fortress this time, and these Xianbei Hu'er are completely disgusted, and they will harass the border fortress from time to time in the future, preventing the court from concentrating on punishing the thieves, how will the emperor punish them?"

After saying this, Zhao Guang lowered his head in shame, but Wei Wei did not dare to say anything.

Seeing this guy still standing here and annoying himself, General Guan couldn't help but scolded:

"Why don't you quickly put on your outer armor again?"

Zhao Guang did not dare to be negligent and quickly accepted the order and came down.

This battle was a surprise victory for the Han army, and they gained a lot. Everyone was overjoyed at the moment.

Some people are happy and some are sad.

On the vast grassland, the deacon in black was fleeing eastward in embarrassment, protected by his wolf slave.

Tuoba Liwei died under the iron heel, and he knew that this battle was hopeless.

The reason why he tried his best to gather the remaining troops to the edge of the last trench was that he wanted to see how many people would obey his orders.

The second is that he needs to find a way to escape with these remnants as capital for future recovery.

If Tuoba Desert Khan's inducement to surrender made him feel a little lucky.

Then the appearance of Tuoba Luguan and the sudden rebellion of Karasuma King Kuxian completely cut off his hope.

When the internal strife first broke out and it was a time of chaos, he made a decisive decision and let the wolf slaves fight their way out. This also meant that the Han family had to abandon Tuoba Xianbei.

Even though the wolf slave was brave and not afraid of death, he still sacrificed most of his life when he was trying to protect himself and escape in the chaos.

Looking at the last dozen or so wolf slaves who remained loyal to him, the black-clothed deacon felt a mixture of sadness and anger in his heart:

"Feng Yong! How vicious you are! You and I are incompatible!"

The huge Tuoba Xianbei tribe, the tribe that the Han family had painstakingly managed for decades, and the largest force in the grasslands, disappeared in one day.

Not only killing people, but also killing people's hearts.

If the deacon in black hadn't been so tough-minded, an ordinary person would have been driven crazy the moment Ku Xian rebelled.

Dare to send an army quietly deep into the desert despite the ice and snow.

I don’t know what method was used to lure Wu Lu back to his tribe.

I don't know what means were used to make Ku Xian defeated in front of the formation and secretly surrender.

Even Da Kehan's biological son would betray him for no reason...

Da Kehan ​​came to the battle in person and died inexplicably.

This Han army is like evil spirits from underground. As long as they come into contact with them, they will either lose their minds or their souls will be taken away by them.

Xiao Wenhe and Feng Gui Wang are truly as their names suggest. They will do nothing if they don't take action. Once they take action, they won't leave any way for others to escape.

Thinking of this, the black-clothed deacon suddenly felt a chill on his back:

Feng Wenshen...can't really summon ghosts and gods, right?

Otherwise, how to explain this completely incomprehensible Han army?

Just when he was filled with hatred, fear, grief and anger, the wolf slave in the front suddenly made a strange sound and slowed down at the same time.

The deacon in black, who had been highly nervous, raised his head and looked forward almost at the same time.

"Hahaha! Dear brother, why are you here now? I've been waiting for a long time!"

Hearty laughter rang out.

Then there was a stampede of horse hooves, and a man riding a tall horse came to say hello.

Behind him, there is a knight, standing tall and tall.

It was his disciple Liu Hun with one ear.

Seeing the person coming, the black-clothed deacon's pupils shrank suddenly and he lost his voice:

"Han Long!"

Han Long replied in a relaxed tone: "It's me. I didn't expect that we would meet again."

The black-clothed deacon looked around nervously, but when he saw the white snow and the only people standing in front of him were the master and the apprentice, he was slightly relieved.

"Han Long, how did you know I would pass by here?"

"That's my guess. Brother Xian is planning to go to Liaoxi to look for Bu Yao's troops, right?"

The Buyao tribe is a Xianbei tribe that moved to western Liaoning in recent years.

After Tan Shihuai unified Xianbei, he divided Xianbei into three parts: central and eastern.

After his death, the three parties split up and conquered each other.

Not only are the three tribes fighting against each other, but they are also constantly divided within the three tribes, and each of them is fighting endlessly.

Later, the business of the Dahan Labor Company expanded to the grasslands.

The first unlucky thing was the Xianbei in the west, especially in the Battle of Guanzhong. Feng led his army from Liangzhou and reversed the path of Huo Yao's Battle of Hexi, almost wiping out the entire Xianbei in the west.

Then came Xianbei, Ke Bineng, Bu Dugen, Xie Guini and others from the central region. They all died and surrendered under the direct or indirect attacks of the Han army.

Now Dou Bin leads the entire tribe to surrender, Tuoba Liwei is killed in the battle, and Tuoba Xianbei's fate is decided.

Only Xianbei in the east is safe for the time being because it is far away from a certain plague god.

There are three parts of Xianbei in the middle, east and west, with the center being the strongest and the east being the weakest.

Unexpectedly, the weakest one has been around the longest.

Among the existing eastern Xianbei tribe, the strongest is the Buyao tribe, but it is also weaker than the Wuluhui tribe.

Hearing Han Long reveal his intention, the black-clothed deacon's face suddenly became gloomy:

"Han Long, do you think that just the two of you can stop me?"

No matter how powerful the two masters and apprentices on the opposite side are, they cannot beat the dozen or so wolf slaves around them.

I could only hear Han Long sighing slightly from the opposite side:

"Han Qiu, our two tribes are originally from the same lineage, but we have been fighting for life and death for hundreds of years. How about ending it today at the hands of you and me?"

When the black-clothed deacon heard this, he laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears:

"Han Long, do you think you are stupid or I am stupid? I have more people than you now, what qualifications do you have to let me end it alone with you?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and all the wolf slaves roared and pressed forward.

The demise of Tuoba Xianbei originally made the deacon in black almost crazy with grief and anger.

Unexpectedly, Han Long actually came to cheer him up in the end and gave him a joke.

Seeing the wolf slave approaching, Han Long nodded and pointed at the black-clothed deacon:

"Okay, this is what you said."

After saying that, he pressed his arm.
To be continued...