The sky above Jutun was filled with the sound of cow horns. Long, short, rapid, melodious, low, high, and various sounds intertwined, revealing the tension and busyness before the war.

A dense cavalry team began to appear on the hills southeast of Jutun. They marched nervously and orderly in the tall and dense forests. From a distance, it looked like insects squirming under green leaves, and it was even more like the green grass on the grassland being blown by a breeze, bringing up circles of rippling waves and spreading to the surroundings.

Murong Feng's army finally appeared on the horizon. The tall fiery red eagle flag fluttered in the wind, and countless colorful flags surrounded it. Then a long giant cavalry team slowly walked out of the sky.

Tielang, Gongsun Hu, and Duan Song had a solemn expression. The three of them looked at the inconspicuous hill in the distance at different locations. How did Queju use to hide so many troops here without being discovered? They ignored it, and the reconnaissance scouts also ignored it. Murong Feng was right, people would make mistakes. Scouts are ordinary soldiers, and they are not commanders on the battlefield, so they cannot reconnaissance one by one. In the area where the enemy is concentrated, no one has the ability to go to the enemy to investigate the enemy situation. But the ideological neglect of the commanders will lead them to intuitively believe that the area is safe. The result is disastrous. Then they heard the familiar and very distant drum sounds.

"It's Lord Fengli of the Niutou Tribe."

Tielang and Gongsun Hu were very familiar with the drum sound. They once charged into battle with the drum sound. Lord Fengliu is a hardcore friend of the Grandmaster.

The two suddenly became ecstatic. The Grand Marshal and Lord Fenglio joined forces. How many opponents do this Xianbei world still have?

Murong Feng was very distressed. He heard the sound of cowhide drums unique to the NiuTou tribe from afar. Among the Xianbei people, the only one who commanded the NiuTou tribe with horns and drums at the same time. Because Feng Lie liked it, he learned it during the battle with the Han people. Feng Lie is wise and smart. The king Tan Shihuai praised him more than once in public. He was one of the few people Murong Feng regarded as his confidant in his life. They were good friends.

Murong Feng didn't know why Feng Lie betrayed him? He couldn't find a reason. Although he told Li Hong that Feng Lie and Que Ju were relatives, he understood that he was deceiving himself. Feng Lie was arrogant. This was the fundamental reason why Feng Lie could not get Tan Shihuai's trust. After Tan Shihuai defeated the Huns, he had a fierce conflict with Feng Lie on whether to attack the Dingling clan in the north. Feng Lie was full of arrogance and did not drag Tan Shihuai at all, and he spoke rudely. Tan Shihuai was angry and drove him back to the Niu Head Tribe more than 2,000 miles away, swearing never to use it. But Tan Shihuai was wrong. The first attack on the Dingling clan was defeated. Although later, under the careful planning of Murong Feng, Luo Zhi and others, he defeated the Dingling clan for the second time, this was a very cowardly thing in Tan Shihuai's life. Both of them were arrogant and arrogant people, so they formed a deep hatred.

Thinking of his good friend who had been riding on the battlefield with him, but now he became an opponent, he couldn't help but feel sad. Just three days ago, he thought that Fenglio was his good friend in his life. If the Leopard hadn't casually told the loopholes of their conspirators and made him think about Fenglio's betrayal from it, he would have suffered the fate of the Benniu Yuan for the second time: his subordinates suddenly betrayed, and he turned against him and his troops were wiped out.

The cavalry on the hill rushed to the foot of the mountain like a tide.

Fengli rode on the horse and ordered the trumpeter loudly: "Blow all the trumpets and tell him that his good friend Fengli is coming."

Murong Feng looked at the army of NiuTou Tribe two miles away, and listened to the message they sent, the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily. Good friend, he sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Master General..." Li Hong suddenly shouted in his ear, "Each division is waiting for your order!"

Murong Feng stabilized his emotions and looked at the young man in front of him, a hint of warmth surged in his heart. It was this idiot's inadvertent sentence that saved himself and thousands of soldiers following him.

Murong Feng pointed at the flag of the coach and said to Li Hong: "Hold it." Li Hong didn't know what the coach was going to do, but he still firmly took the flag from the flag-holding soldiers.

Murong Feng turned around and ordered the messenger: "Immediately notify Tie Ao as quickly as possible, the two generals of Houli were the enemy. The troops of the company might pounce from the direction of the Biexi and ask them to set up a formation in the south of Jutun. Even if my general flag falls, don't send troops and soldiers to support me."

The messenger ordered the soldiers to salute, beat the horse, and left in the dust.

Murong Feng immediately ordered the horn soldier: "Tell Tielang, Gongsun Hu, and tell them to persevere."

Pointing to the three messengers, he said, "You go find Iron Wolf or any of them, tell them that Fengliu is the enemy, and there are no reinforcements to help him. Let them hold the army of Changlu Tribe. Even if they are all killed in battle, don't let the soldiers of Changlu Tribe enter the battlefield in the southwest."

The three soldiers saluted, each whip slapped down their war horses, and ran towards the northwest battlefield with a sound of killing sound.

"Leopard, hold up the banner, follow me." Murong Feng whipped the horse with a fierce whip, rode out of the line, and ran towards the left wing of the army along the cavalry lined up in a row. Li Hong held up the banner and followed closely behind him.

Xiaoshuai, a bird friend from the Dead Mountain Tribe, Fei and Xiaoshuai of the Sumu Tribe stood in front of the left wing of the army, facing Murong Feng who was running over, bowing and shouting, "Master."

"The Fengliu of the Niu Head Tribe has betrayed. The decisive battle will begin immediately. You will lead the left-wing troops to charge." The bird friends and Fei Ji almost suspected that they had heard it wrong. But seeing the unsuspecting expression on the general's face, the two hurriedly agreed and each rode their horses to run towards their own troops.

After Murong Feng finished speaking, he immediately turned his horse's head and headed towards the right-wing troops. Liewei Xiaoshuai from Liewei tribe and Tu Xiaoshuai from Xigu tribe came up.

"The wind cracks of the Bullhead Tribe are our enemies. After the decisive battle begins, you lead the troops to charge on the right wing."

"Yes, the general." The two of them immediately turned their horses and ran back to their troops.

Murong Feng turned around again and ran in front of the formation. Li Hongluo was ten feet behind his horse and followed closely. Because the horse was fast, the resistance of the flag was very strong, and it took all his strength to lift it. He knew that the commander was using his commander's flag and was telling the soldiers behind that the commander was deploying troops and the battle was about to begin.

Murong Feng suddenly pulled out his sword.

He used all his strength to raise the sword high on the horse, and while galloping wildly, he looked at his face one by one, shouting loudly: "Huhh..."

The soldiers next to him heard the general shouting the battle slogan before the charge, immediately raised their weapons and responded in unison: "Huhe..."

Murong Feng suddenly tightened the reins of the horse and stopped the running horse. The horse could not stop its pace, so he had to stand up all over his body, and his front legs were still bent in the air, as if he was about to leap away in the void. Angry neighing sounded across the plain with the high horse head. Murong Feng followed the horse's stance and was hanging in the air. He raised his knife again and roared: "Huhh..."

More soldiers heard the coach's screams, and more soldiers raised their weapons and shouted loudly with the coach: "Huhe..."

Murong Feng stood there on horseback, facing his warrior, waved the sword in his hand, and burst out with the shouting: "Huh...huh..."

All the soldiers, including the soldiers in the last platoon, had heard the call. They looked excited and their blood boiled. They used all their strength to raise their weapons and roared like earth-shaking: "Huhe..."

Murong Feng turned his horse's head and raised his sword in front of him, "Soldiers, kill..."

The dozen horn soldiers standing behind him blew the charge horn at the same time.

"Woo..., Woo..."

Four thousand soldiers, each row of fifty people and eighty rows, were like a huge piece of hard stone iron. Under the leadership of Murong Feng, this huge iron lined up and began to move slowly.

Some of the five thousand troops with wind cracks were on the mountain. About three thousand troops had already set up a good formation at the foot of the mountain. The troops on the mountain were constantly flowing and quickly gathered at the bottom of the mountain.

"Sir, the front, central, and left armies have all been in place. The right armies are gathering rapidly. The rear armies are still on the mountain."

Feng Lie cursed impatiently: "Bastard, hurry up, hurry up."

Murong Feng did not respond to him very abnormally, which made him feel a little uneasy. Could it be that Murong Feng had discovered the plan? Feng Lie thought it was impossible. All plans were arranged by him, and it was absolutely impossible to make mistakes.

"So what if something goes wrong? So what if Murong Feng sees it through? My plan is perfect, and it is all spread out now, and there is no possibility of any change. The world of Xianbei is beyond recognition." Feng Lie shouted almost madly, "Come on, come on, kill me!"

The subordinates standing around him all looked melancholy, wondering why their adults suddenly became like this. Wasn't they still fine yesterday?

"Don't worry about me, go and do yours. I'm going to die. I'm happy, I'm happy, so I'm crazy. The Grand Marshal is invincible in the world. No one on the battlefield is the Grand Marshal's opponent. We will all die, we will all die!" Feng Li shouted at the top of his lungs.

A shocking roar suddenly came from Murong Feng's army. The roar rushed into the sky, like thunder, shocking all the creatures on the entire Jutun.

Tielang and his subordinates knew that Murong Feng's army was about to be launched, and everyone was excited. They suddenly seemed to have added endless strength. Tielang raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, reinforcements are coming, kill."

Although the soldiers of the Changlu Tribe were frightened, since their commander did not issue a retreat order, he had to fight to the end and never retreat.

Gongsun Hu had already been hit by two long arrows, but he couldn't stop. All around him were enemies. If you were careless, you would be worried about your life. Duan Song in the distance had also been knocked off his horse. He tried hard to block an arrow shot by the enemy and shouted to Gongsun Hu: "Tiger, the general is starting to attack."

Gongsun Hu heard a roar like thunder in the distance. He shouted excitedly: "Hold on, hold on. Form a formation and wait for support, form a formation and wait for support."

Although Duan Song and his troops had solved the enemy in the inner circle, they themselves suffered severe injuries, leaving only more than 700 people. And there were still 1,200 enemies. Everyone wanted to eat the other party, so they could only lose and lose again until the number of people on one side dropped sharply to insufficient resistance.

Feng Lie was awakened by the muffled thunder. He immediately stopped his crazy performance and restored his usual calmness and calmness.

"Order the troops to speed up the assembly. The front army moved forward by a hundred steps."

"Master, Murong Feng's army has begun to start." A commander of a thousand men was observing the movements of the enemy army. He suddenly turned around and screamed at Fengli: "Oh my God, he is coming for us."
Chapter completed!