In a leeward place of the tribe, piles of bonfires were burning brightly. The remnants of Tuyuhun soldiers were roasting pieces of horse meat on the bonfire. The fat flowed into the fire and the aroma was overflowing.
As in the past, the soldiers of the Tuyuhun Army would definitely nibble on the incense and roasted meat, drink the milk wine in their skins, and make loud noises, overflowing with pride. However, the dilemma and despair of the uncertain future and the pursuit of soldiers at the moment made everyone behave and keep their mouths shut, making the scene terrifyingly quiet and terrifyingly depressing.
Murong Yong, who was leading more than 30 soldiers to inspect, faced this silence and looked at the empty eyes of the soldiers. He only felt horrified. A cold air surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. When he saw the meat on the ground, Bones, his brows furrowed more and more tightly.
When he was in charge of Jincheng, Murong Yong was worried that the soldiers would eat less and not eat well, which would lead to their physical strength and combat effectiveness not being able to keep up. He even dreamed that the soldiers would eat more, or at least waste it, without thinking about it at all. But now they were about to run out of food, which made him value food more than ever before, and he could not tolerate the soldiers' waste.
Less than halfway through the inspection, the terrible oppression and waste of soldiers in front of him finally triggered the pressure, anger, panic, and fear that Murong Yong had suppressed for a long time. Just as he was about to reprimand and vent, a young centurion suddenly stood up from the campfire.
Perhaps the centurion couldn't stand the depressing and almost suffocating atmosphere. He suddenly threw a large piece of roasted horse meat into the fire and cursed: "I'm not a wolf. I won't eat it." This kind of coarse food without salt and leftover ingredients." The more he scolded, the more fierce he became, and he continued to vent his negative emotions: "I have had enough of these endless days of running away with no future, and I don't want to escape anymore. .”
"Then you die!" Murong Yong heard clearly from the side and drew out his sword angrily. He stepped forward and stabbed the centurion in the waist with the sword. The powerful force cut him in half. The chief screamed, and his upper body fell into the fire. After struggling for a few times, there was no movement. His lower body, covered in blood, staggered for a while and fell to the ground.
The sudden scene shocked the soldiers of the Tuyuhun Army around them. They all stood up one after another. Everyone looked at Murong Yong silently, but their eyes were filled with the fierceness and coldness of hungry wolves, and their faces were even more grim. There was a look of dissatisfaction.
Murong Yong swallowed back the angry rebuke that came to his mouth. He realized that this army was on the verge of collapse; if he continued to reprimand, it would probably trigger a mutiny immediately.
Murong Yong turned around and walked back. However, thinking that he was about to run out of food and hurt his horse, Murong Yong finally turned around, with a distorted face and gritted teeth, and said filial piety: "Starting from this afternoon, all food will be rationed. You can only receive your own share, and if you don’t want to eat, you will starve to death!”
After saying that, he ran away without looking back, for fear that if he stayed a little longer, these dissatisfied soldiers would attack him.
When Murong Xiaojun heard the news, he was frightened out of his mind. He ran over in a hurry, and finally calmed down the soldiers who were about to explode. Then he found Murong Yong in the dense forest where they were sheltered from the wind. He was greeted by a burst of complaints. : "Commander, the soldiers are about to mutiny, you, you still want to kill?"
Murong Yong remained silent. He was also frightened. Fear made his hands clenched into fists tremble slightly.
"Commander, strategist, you should also eat something." Several soldiers brought the roasted horse meat in their helmets, and two other soldiers held helmets filled with broth in their hands.
Murong Yong took the helmet containing the soup and drank a few big mouthfuls of the soup silently. His cold body warmed up a lot. He ordered the soldiers: "Put down your things and you go and eat too! You have to rush on your way later. You guys eat more."
The more than 300 remaining soldiers nearby are all their own soldiers, so they are relatively reliable. These are the only people he and Murong Xiaojun can rely on. As for those outside, forget it!
After pondering for a long time, Murong Yong forced a smile on his face: "We killed all the injured horses today, and there is no food for tomorrow. Remember to bake more cooked food and bring it with you, but if you go further, don't worry. Let those soldiers see it."
"Thank you, Commander." As Murong Yong finished speaking, many soldiers around him were moved.
Murong Xiao next to him
Juan sighed and said to everyone: "Now that our army has been defeated, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We still have to work hard for a few days. When we get to a safe place, we can have a good rest. At that time, I will give half of the family property to Everyone, as a reward."
"Me too!" Murong Yong also added: "I will also give half of my family income to everyone as a reward."
"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, and thank you, Commander."
"Go down and get ready."
"yes!"
The soldiers retreated one after another, and within a radius of more than ten feet, only Murong Yong and Murong Xiaojun were left.
Murong Yong looked at the patrolling soldiers not far away, and said softly to Murong Xiaojun who was sitting next to him, silently eating meat and drinking soup: "Military advisor, although I hate Yang Ji very much, I have to admit that this man is like a god with his troops. , it is really not something we can defeat. If nothing goes as I expected, Beigong Wu has been defeated, and even the Muli camp is probably lost. If we continue to go eastward, we may fall into a trap."
Murong Xiaojun's view was the same as Murong Yong's. He swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "But I wonder what the commander-in-chief thought about it?"
"Let's change our route to the south! Follow the western foothills of the Xiti Mountains and go south." Murong Yong reviewed the topographic map in his mind and spoke out his plan: "After completing the southwest section of the remaining route, we will turn west and east and start from the Shaliu River. The road enters the Dafeichuan; then, it goes north from the Qinghai Nanshan Pass in the Chaka Salt Lake area, and finally goes to Fuqi City to join forces with the Great Khan."
Murong Xiaojun pondered for a long time and asked: "This way is feasible, but has the commander-in-chief considered the issue of food and grass?"
Murong Yong smiled and said: "A cunning rabbit has three holes, how can I not leave a way out for myself?"
Murong Xiaojun's eyes lit up, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "If we soldiers continue like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to hide it from the Sui army behind us."
"So we can't take everyone with us. We only need to take our soldiers and gold and silver property with us." Murong Yong sighed and murmured: "At various supply points on this route, I am actually preparing to We have obtained enough food, grass, clothing and other supplies for five thousand soldiers, but the Sui army is following closely. At this moment, we can only choose the method of cutting off the wrists of strong men. With these disloyal soldiers as bait, we can leave calmly. "
"This route is at least two to three thousand miles. If I wait until we finish it, how will we know whether Tuyuhun exists?" Murong Xiaojun assured that Murong Yong's plan was more than that. When he said this, he looked at Murong Yong with bright eyes. He also asked: "If Tuyuhun no longer exists, where will we go then?"
"If this is the case, we will go directly south and defect to Supi!" Murong Yong said decisively.
Murong Xiaojun said in shock: "Design yourself to Su Pi?"
"It is precisely to defect to Supi!" Murong Yong said slowly: "Our great Tuyuhun ancestors led 1,700 tribesmen, traveled tens of thousands of miles, experienced thousands of dangers, and finally founded the great Tuyuhun Empire. We along the Marching along this route, we gathered at least five to six thousand households along the way."
"As far as I know, due to the vast territory and sparse population of Subi, the previous kings of the country were unable to take care of both the east and the west, and decided on the national policy of two kings to govern the country. The country is now jointly ruled by the queen and the young queen. Queen Tajia of Subi I live in the old fort of Wangar, while the little queen Qibengsu lives in Yuna of Xibulwa (today's north of La/Sa). In order to become the only kings, the conflicts between the two sisters have become increasingly intensified and wars have been frequent."
Having said this, Murong Yong suddenly became bright and energetic. He looked at Murong Xiaojun and said in a sonorous tone: "The whole country of Subi is a group of uncivilized barbarians, and the two kings in the country are fighting endlessly for power. With our brothers With this ability, coupled with thousands of tribesmen, it may not be possible to create another Tuyuhun."
Murong Xiaojun gasped when he heard this. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and saluted Murong Yong: "Commander, if this is the case, I am willing to lead the remaining soldiers to lure the enemy and delay the commander's time."
Murong Yong was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked, "You won't go with me?"
"Commander, I don't have that much courage. Besides, my parents are in Fuqi City...so please forgive me, Marshal." With Murong Xiaojun's wisdom, he could instantly tell that Murong Yong took a detour to Fuqi City. , and going south to Supi was the real intention. However, although Murong Yong had a good idea and great ambitions, he did not have this kind of intention.
If Murong Tuyuhun and Murong Yong really followed the ambition and courage, he was afraid that he would die on the way to the battle.
Instead of doing this, it is better to go back to Fuqi City to persuade Murong Fuyun to surrender to the Sui Dynasty. Even if he eventually loses all power, he can still be rich and powerful for several generations with this merit. This is countless times safer than taking risks.
Murong Yong was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Well, since my dear brother has made this decision, I won't force it. However, I hope that my dear brother will delay it for me for some time out of consideration for my fellow clan members."
When Murong Xiaojun heard this, his tense mind and muscles finally relaxed, and he saluted, "Please don't worry, Commander, I have this army. I can at least lead the Sui army to the Muli Camp two or three miles away."
"I leave everything to my dear brother." Murong Yong bowed to Murong Xiaojun. When he stood up, he suddenly looked behind Murong Xiaojun and said coldly: "Who asked you to come?"
Murong Xiaojun subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw no one behind him. He felt horrified. Just as he was about to run away, he suddenly heard a soft sound of "zheng", and then suddenly there was severe pain in his chest. Murong Yong took out his sheath. The sword had pierced his chest fiercely.
"Commander, you..." Murong Xiaojun held Murong Yong's hands firmly with both hands and looked at him in astonishment, with an expression of disbelief on his face that was distorted by pain.
"Brother, I don't want to either, but why don't you want to go south with me?" The unbearable expression on Murong Yong's face was gradually replaced by violence. The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he suddenly pulled back the handle of the knife: "You know this secret, but you don't want to leave, so stay and protect this country."
"Uh..." Murong Xiaojun screamed and fell to the sky. There was a "bang" sound, and the back of his head hit the hard ground hard. His empty eyes stared at the clear sky, and slowly closed them weakly.
"Pah, pah, pah!" The patrolling soldiers heard the screams and ran over one after another. When they saw Murong Xiaojun dead on the ground and Murong Yong returning the sword to its sheath in a short time, they were all shocked and stunned. shouted: "Commander, Commander, Army, Military Advisor, this is..."
"Murong Xiaojun persuaded me to surrender to the Sui Dynasty. He attempted to betray Tuyuhun and his ancestors. He has already punished me on the spot!" Murong Yong looked at the soldiers who had gathered around him and said with a ferocious expression and gnashing teeth, "I and I Crime is irreconcilable, and no one can say anything about subjugating the Sui Dynasty to such a thief."
Murong Yong's sight made the soldiers feel cold in their hearts. They all took a few steps back and responded in a low voice: "Yes!"
Murong Yong glanced at Murong Xiaojun's body and sighed: "He is a member of the Murong family after all, so the Sui army should cut off his head to claim credit and bury him in the jungle!"
"Yes!" The soldiers did not dare to have the slightest objection. They all bowed and carried Murong Xiaojun's body deep into the jungle.
The situation was urgent, so Murong Yong did not stay long, turned around and walked towards the place where the generals were eating.
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