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Chapter 506 Wang Yi's Conspiracy
"Uhhhh!"

Billows of black smoke billowed from the west, and there were bursts of shrill screams that could be heard clearly even in the bunker more than a dozen miles away. Standing on the wall, Wang Hou couldn't help but twitched on his face.

In the past, when he went online, he saw those people who used the army as rations, carried large millstones with the army, and called Zhu Jie and Huang Chao who called people two-legged sheep. He often couldn't understand why these people could be cruel to the point of destroying humanity.

But now, he has also become this warlord. Although it is not like the previous masters at the level of demon kings who use the people as their military rations, but now, he is also like Uncle Liu Huang, using the people as their meat shields!As early as yesterday, he already knew the news of Xianbei's attack, but he didn't order the people to evacuate, and secondly, he didn't deploy defenses in the border forts. Don't you still regard human life as worthless?
"Zhou Mu, don't forget about Mayi's plan! Sun Tzu said, "You don't manage money with righteousness, you don't manage soldiers with kindness! A little intolerance can lead to chaos and big plans!"

Seeing Wang Hou's face twitching with the screams of dying, standing beside him, Li Fu solemnly clasped his fists in worship, and the corners of Wang Hou's mouth twitched violently when he heard it. Easy, but this is really a life!The sword cuts off the hands and feet, the ax cuts the spine, and the bloody scene is something that no one will easily remain indifferent to!
But just as Li Fu said, Mayi's conspiracy!The first arrow in the vigorous battle between the Han Empire and the Huns was not defeated by the unscrupulous Yanmen chief, but that the Han people along the way were evacuated too cleanly, so that the Huns' military minister Shanyu saw the broken buttocks. suspicious.

This battle is too important, it is related to whether Wang Hou's military group can gain a foothold in Liaodong!He did not have the strong financial and military strength of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and the entire Han Empire as a support, and he did not have decades to go out to kill Hu and fight with the Xianbei people. Therefore, in this battle, the main force of the eastern Xianbei must be wiped out here. , At worst, they have to be disabled!So even though his face became more and more ugly, Wang Hou still didn't say a word!

At this time, the other end of Thirty Mile Fort had been breached, and the streets were turned into mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Corpses lay scattered all over the streets, the walls of the simple village were overthrown to the ground. A raging fire was ignited on the roof of the house again, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

The remnants of the townspeople cried and trampled on the muddy fields, fleeing eastward, while the Xianbei people, carrying bloody knives, grinned grinningly and cut off heads one by one.

"Chan Yu, look, I said that these Han people are just two-legged sheep! Just wait for Shan Yu's sword to slaughter!"

He even went off in person, holding a man's bloody head, holding his head up and shaking his braids, the bald-haired Mu Lun stood in front of Mo Huba's army carelessly, clasping his fists in greeting.

As far as the eye could see, the Thirty Mile Fort, which had been reduced to ruins in the flames, the Beishan Fort on the edge, and the townspeople of Nandahe Town, seeing the brutality of the Xianbei people, abandoned their homes and businesses in fear, and fled back crying, After hesitating for a few more seconds, the wheel of history accelerated again, and the hero of Xianbei in the east finally nodded heavily.

"The various ministries marched and took down the Jinzhou City of the Han people. The weapons, food and grass in the city, the children and slaves, let everyone divide it up!"

"Big Xianbei!"

In the excited voice, the pupils were full of greedy eyes, and tens of thousands of Xianbei cavalry finally rushed like a torrent, one by one, galloping towards the water field manor of the Han people one by one.

However, in front of the paddy field, the torrent stagnated as quickly as it encountered a west mouth bottle.

Wang Houliu's official road is not narrow anymore. The main road connecting each castle is in accordance with Qin Zhidao's standard. Although it has not had time to pave it with cement and gravel, it is about ten meters wide and was trampled over by people. Yes, it's very strong, but it can't stand too many Xianbei people!
The one who took the lead was Dun Keli, who went to the Shiwulibao Supermarket for self-service shopping that day and did not give any money. Once, the energy was for nothing. They went back and described that the Xianbei people from other ministries also crowded together like leeches seeing blood, shouting and scrambling, and they couldn't grab the food and wealth of the Han people if they were born to play.

But just like the main roads in the later generations, everyone wants to go home and cook for a rest after get off work. You overtake and I squeeze forward. There were even Xianbei people who couldn't make it, and they fell into the paddy field with water as deep as their ankles. Their big feet sank into the soft soil with a puff, and their horses' hooves sank even deeper. They crowded more and more, anxious, these tribal bandits simply threw away their horses, and ran eastward in the paddy fields with their knives in hand.

Seeing the noisy scene, Murong Mo Huba under the White Deer Totem frowned.

The shortcomings of the Xianbei people's lack of formal military organization and scheduling are completely revealed here.

But this time, the menacing prairie robbers were not as relaxed and freehand as they were when they visited the big supermarket last time. Seeing that the Fifteen Mile Fort in memory was close in front of them, and just like last time, another regiment of 400 infantrymen was blocking the way. At the crossing, of course, Wang Ben will not give up again.

I can finally let go of my hands and feet, and fight with this group of damn robbers who is the real pure man!Even though he was the only regiment defending the main road alone, looking at the Xianbei cavalry in front of him, which was as crowded as in a zombie drama, Wang Ben's eyes were still full of murderous intent and no fear.

"Brothers! Our regiment is the vanguard of the entire army! Let these Hugou see what a man is called a big man! Fuck them!"

The training was like a machine. The heavy infantry in the front row squatted down, and the crossbowmen in the back row stacked three rows of crossbow arrows together. In front of the overwhelming Xianbei cavalry, they didn't even need to aim. Just raise the crossbow head and pull the trigger. At a distance of 50 meters, suddenly a burst of crossbow arrows pierced the air and shot in front of them harshly. The prairie robbers who were chasing after each other and waiting to fish for things immediately seemed to be splashed with a basin of footwashing water. He took it off his face, and with the sound of a sharp weapon puffing into his body, a large group of cavalry screamed and fell off their horses.

Suddenly, the cavalryman next to him suddenly had half a crossbow butt on his forehead, his skull cracked a bit, and hot blood spattered onto Murong Dunkeli's face.

Seeing his companion fall straight down, after being horrified, the Xianbei barbarian's first reaction was not fear, but outright anger.

Just like when people are bitten by ants, most of them would angrily trample the ants to pieces, and pulled out the ring-shouldered sword that they had snatched that day. Dunkeri roared like a lunatic.

"Kill! Slaughter all these Han sheep!"

In fact, there was no need for him to yell, the densely packed avenue was already congested, and countless Xianbei cavalry had already violently raised their whips and charged up fiercely.

There was no time to reload the second wave. Facing the screaming Xianbei people who were shaking their spears and knives, the first three rows of heavy infantry stood up like machines again, their spear butts were hard on the ground, and the heavy axes and spears Pointing at an angle of 45 degrees to the front and only two breaths, the Han Chinese's long halberd and the Xianbei's riding spear are like two porcupines colliding with vertical spikes, piercing each other full of holes!

Blood, like a rushing brook, flowed into the two paddy fields, staining a large area red.

Since ancient times, that piece of peaceful farmland has never been watered by blood?
(End of this chapter)