Yan Kuan's team formation was extremely large. Among the thousands of people, there were more than a hundred green lion flags embroidered with lion images on the left side, more than a hundred white tiger flags embroidered with tiger images on the right side, and a red flag in the middle. The banner with the word "Strict" flutters in the wind.
Wherever the entire team passed, people and animals moved in and out, no one dared to stop them, and they were majestic and prosperous.
If Zhou Yi, Wang Dachui, Lin Zhenyuan and other professionals who had led troops were here, they would definitely think that Yan Kuan and the others were acting in a big show when they saw their march.
Murong Geran, who had detected Yan Kuan's carriage and horse on the back of a hillside, looked at the large scroll with the word "Yan" spread out in the wind. Murong Geran instantly remembered the silver pewter spear-headed Yan Kuan's sword when he fled that night. A proud and proud look.
Immediately, Murong Geran clenched his teeth, and the two rows of teeth on his upper and lower jaws chattered loudly.
"The silver-like pewter spear head is Yan Kuan, it must be you!"
"We finally meet again!"
Murong Geran turned the horse's head and immediately headed towards Tuo Balie, explaining to him that he had encountered an enemy. He hoped that Tuo Balie could borrow the money from the warriors who were driving cattle, sheep and horses to Jing'an City in exchange for food. Five hundred people were with him.
After Tuo Ba Lie heard this, he couldn't help but hesitate.
After all, this is that person's territory, and he is here to exchange for food. Wouldn't it be too disrespectful to start killing people in his territory now?
Hanhu seemed to see Tuoba Lie's doubts, so he encouraged him: "Chief Tuoba, it seems that there is no general named Yan under that gentleman. As long as we cut off the grass and leave no roots behind, kill all those people, no matter what No one will know anymore!”
Murong Geran looked at Hanhu gratefully, then patted his chest and promised Tuoba Lie: "Don't worry, Chief Tuoba, I will definitely leave none of them alive."
Murong Geran was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. At this moment, Murong Geran was afraid that Yan Kuan's team had gone far away, and he would no longer be able to take revenge.
Tuo Ba Lie hesitated for a long time and finally agreed: "However, I can only give you 300 troops and horses, and you can't use the banner of my Tuo Ba clan!"
"In addition, after you intercept and kill that person, go back to the grassland directly. I will take Hanhu to see that adult. In this way, even if your affairs are exposed, the adult will not think of me, who has always been law-abiding. !”
Murong Geran was overjoyed after hearing this and immediately ordered 300 people to go with him to intercept Yan Kuan. And Tuo Balie ordered the remaining crowd to speed up and drive the cattle, sheep and horses to Jing'an City in Zhouyi.
Although Yan Kuan brought a thousand elite guards specially transferred from the Fifth Army Camp by his father, he was so proud of his achievements and liked pomp and circumstance that he simply let these soldiers parade through the city wearing armor that was heroic but had limited defense.
Although Murong Geran did not see this, he first used two hundred cavalry to fire a wave of arrows to attract the attention of Yan Kuan's troops, and then Murong Geran personally commanded a hundred Khitan warriors to attack from the rear.
Although the thousand men and horses commanded by Yan Kuan were all elites of the fifth military camp, dozens of them were hit by arrows from Murong Geran's two hundred cavalry.
Facing the enemy in front of the thousand soldiers of the Fifth Army Camp, they were able to maintain their formation without dispersion. However, when they discovered that there was another group of enemies behind them, and under Yan Kuan's random command, the entire formation began to become unstable. It's so messy.
"They only have a mere two hundred horses. Let me charge the whole army to kill the thieves."
Under Yan Kuan's instructions, a thousand soldiers and horses swarmed to kill the two hundred Khitan people. However, after Yan Kuan discovered that there was another group of Khitan thieves in the rear, he ordered the entire army to turn around and attack the enemy from behind first.
After two orders were issued, the originally neat queue instantly became like scattered sand.
Both of Murong Geran's two teams had rich battlefield experience. Seeing that Yan Kuan's formation was in chaos, they immediately charged towards each other.
The scattered infantry faced the cavalry and could only be harvested. In just one charge, hundreds of soldiers fell.
Yan Kuan was frightened when he saw this scene. At this moment, he regretted very much why he came to be a soldier.
"Don't worry, sir. General Wang Qinghu will definitely protect you and leave safely!"
"Okay, okay, General Wang, send me away quickly!" After saying that, Yan Kuan quickly retracted into the carriage.
Wang Qinghu also hurriedly jumped from his horse to Yan Kuan's carriage, waved the reins and drove the carriage forward at a gallop.
As soon as the coach fled for his life, the originally scattered military formation became even more chaotic like a swarm of bees, and they could only be allowed to be slaughtered at will by the Khitan people led by Murong Geran.
When Murong Geran saw Wang Qinghu fleeing in a carriage, he immediately chased after him. Murong Geran took out a sharp bone arrow.
The bone arrow whizzed out and hit Wang Qinghu's throat. Wang Qinghu fell down on the carriage with his eyes wide open.
The carriage that lost Wang Qinghu's control quickly stopped.
Murong Geran, who was catching up, angrily cut down the curtain of the carriage with his sword, and shouted in broken Chen Guohua: "Yan Kuan, please see who I am?"
But Yan Kuan in the carriage was already scared to death and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.
"Your Majesty, please spare my life!"
"Your Majesty, please spare my life!"
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When Murong Geran heard the voice, he felt it was not the same voice he heard before, and shouted again: "Raise your head!"
Murong Geran took a closer look and found that the person in front of him was not the enemy he had longed for at all.
"Aren't you Yan Kuan?"
Yan Kuan, who was already frightened, didn't dare to lie. He immediately replied in a trembling voice: "I...I... am Yan Kuan..."
Murong Geran struck Yan Kuan in front of him with his knife, and shouted in a louder voice: "Are you really Yan Kuan?"
Yan Kuan was so frightened that he wet his pants and almost cried: "The villain...it is...it is Yan Kuan..."
Murong Geran, who originally thought he would get a great revenge, his eyes were red with anger. Although he didn't know why his enemy Yan Kuan changed his appearance, Murong Geran knew that his enemy "Yan Kuan" must be closely related to the Yan Kuan in front of him. Inextricably linked.
Murong Geran suppressed his murderous intention and punched Yan Kuan in the face, knocking him unconscious. Murong Geran picked it up again and threw it on his horse. He planned to pull Yan Kuan back and torture him severely to find out another clue about "Yan Kuan".
The 5,000 Khitan troops led by Qian Xiaohao were ambushing behind a mountain col five miles away from where Murong Geran attacked and killed Yan Kuan. At this time, a scout came to report urgently.
"The troops led by the military commander Yan Kuan were attacked by unknown Khitan people, resulting in heavy casualties."
When Qian Xiaohao heard this, he shouted in surprise: "What? My military merit has been cut off!"
"Yelu Abao, gather the troops and horses and go quickly to "rescue" the military envoy."
