Shuhan

A Xianbei camp built with solid wooden fences and thick animal skins stood tall, as if it was a symbol of the unrivaled overlord of this land.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the camp, giving this fortress full of wild atmosphere a layer of golden glow.

Inside the camp, a bonfire was burning, and the firelight illuminated the rough and heroic faces of the Xianbei warriors. They were sitting or standing, holding sharp weapons in their hands, and their desire for the coming victory was revealed in their conversation and laughter.

In the center of the camp, a huge main tent is particularly eye-catching. It is the residence of the Xianbei leader Xie Guini.

At this moment, Xie Guini was tearing apart a golden roasted leg of lamb and chewing it with big mouthfuls.

Beside him, several pretty but timid beauties were serving him carefully, handing him wooden bowls filled with goat milk wine.

The goat milk wine is mellow and strong. Every time Xie Guini takes a sip, a satisfied smile appears on his face, which is an ultimate pursuit of power and pleasure.

Inside the main tent, gold, silver and treasures were piled up like mountains, sparkling with an alluring light. They were the proceeds of the Xianbei tribe's repeated looting of surrounding tribes and Han villages.

Gold and silver utensils, pearls and agates, and gorgeous brocades, each one demonstrates the Xianbei people's military power and wealth.

On one side of these treasures, there were countless mountains of food and supplies, which were the important cornerstones for the Xianbei people to conquer all directions and maintain their livelihood.

However, behind this prosperity and luxury, there are hidden unknown dark corners.

In a corner of the camp, a simple and gloomy prison stood quietly, holding the captured Han people.

They were ragged and looked haggard, their eyes full of desire for freedom and despair about the current situation.

Here, they are treated like livestock and lose their dignity and rights as human beings.

Just as Xie Guini was enjoying fine wine and delicious food and immersed in the joy of victory, a personal guard hurried into the main tent, breaking this temporary tranquility.

"Report - Gongsun Yuan has brought the Han people who killed the Xianbei warriors!" There was a hint of urgency in the voice of the personal guard.

Upon hearing this, Xie Guini curled up a cruel smile and a hint of bloodthirsty excitement flashed in his eyes.

He slammed the wooden table beside him, causing a few drops of goat milk wine in the bowl to splash out, and said sternly: "Tie those people up! Lingchi death! I want everyone to know that anyone who offends the Xianbei people will be punished most severely!"

As Xie Guini's order was issued, the camp suddenly became busy.

A team of Xianbei warriors quickly gathered. Wearing iron armor and holding spears, they walked towards the entrance of the camp with firm steps.

Soon, several Han people tied up tightly with ropes were escorted in. Their faces were full of fear and despair, and their steps were staggering, as if every step was on the edge of death.

Xie Guini stood up and slowly walked towards the Han people who were about to be killed by his sword. His eyes were like a cheetah staring at its prey, full of amusement and cruelty. He walked slowly around the Han people, as if he was admiring the "artwork" he was about to create.

"Do you know your crime?" Xie Guini's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

An elderly Han man tried to say something with trembling lips, but was interrupted by Xie Guini with a wave of his hand: "No need to say more, your crimes have been clearly stated by Gongsun Yuan. The blood of the Xianbei people must not be shed in vain!"

Following an order, several strong Xianbei warriors stepped forward and began to carry out the heinous torture.

The wailing of the Han people, the sound of blood splattering, and Xie Guini's cruel laughter were intertwined.

In this land, strength and tyranny have become the only laws, and the glory of humanity seems to have been completely forgotten.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting every inch of exposed skin, and it also seemed to cut people's hearts.

Gongsun Yuan's envoy stood in a corner of the execution ground with a stern look in his eyes, like a lone wolf, standing out among the group of Xianbei people.

His eyes swept across the bound Han people, their faces filled with fear and despair. Surrounding them were the arrogant and domineering Xianbei soldiers, their laughter and sarcasm piercing the messenger's ears like needles.

A Han man was roughly pushed to the ground, and the Xianbei executor held up a sharp blade, flashing coldly in the sunlight.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the messenger's ears were filled with the Han people's faint cries for help and the Xianbei people's cruel ridicule.

His facial expression remained cold and without the slightest fluctuation, but his hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists with veins bulging, revealing his inner anger and unwillingness.

"These Xianbei people are so despicable!" The messenger cursed in his heart, but he knew that at this moment, any impulsive action might destroy the purpose of his trip.

He took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed his anger, and said to himself: "For the sake of the overall situation and for my lord, I must endure it."

After the execution, the messenger turned to Xieguini, the leader of the Xianbei tribe, who had a face full of flesh and eyes that revealed cunning and savagery.

The messenger said calmly, "Chief Xieguini, I have something to discuss with you. The Wei army was badly defeated in the Battle of Shouchun. Sima Yi's 10,000 elite troops have been urgently transferred to Runan, and the reinforcements from Luoyang have not arrived yet. This is the best time for us to act."

Xie Guini narrowed his eyes, as if weighing the truthfulness of the messenger's words.

He took a sip of wine slowly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Gongsun Yuan is finally willing to join forces with us? He was not so easy to bow his head in the past."

The messenger smiled calmly, with a gleam in his eyes: "Times create heroes, but also force people to rebel. Leader, you should know that Wei has always been our biggest worry. They oppressed the Han people and never let go of their conquest of the Xianbei. Now, Sima Yi has become our common enemy. Getting rid of him will be of great benefit to all of us."

Xie Guini was silent for a moment, his eyes scanning the messenger's face, as if looking for any trace of hypocrisy.

Finally, he laughed and slammed the table and stood up: "Great! Gongsun Yuan finally showed some sincerity. The Wei Kingdom is indeed a thorn in our eyes and a thorn in our flesh. We will not be happy until we get rid of it. Ten days later, I will send troops to help you. This battle must pacify Youzhou and drive straight to Yecheng, so that Sima Yi will know that the iron hoof of the Xianbei is not something that he, a mere Han, can resist!"

The messenger felt relieved and finally a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face.

"However." Xie Guini changed the subject and his eyes became sharp.

"Gongsun Yuan must guarantee that after the success, we Xianbei people will also have a share of the Han people's land. Otherwise, this cooperation will not be so solid."

The messenger smiled and said confidently, "Don't worry, Chief. My lord has his own plan. The land of the Han people naturally has a share for the Xianbei people. Our common enemy is the Wei Kingdom. As long as we can work together, the king and my lord may be able to share the richness of this land."

Xie Guini laughed loudly upon hearing this: "Okay! It's settled then. Ten days later, our armies will meet and discuss great things together!"

Ten days later, the Xianbei army gathered on the vast land like a dark cloud.

An endless number of ten thousand Xianbei cavalrymen, wearing leather armor and holding spears, rushed past, the sound of their horses' hooves was like thunder, and the dust was flying, as if they were going to swallow up the sky.

Gongsun Yuan's infantry followed closely behind. The infantrymen were dressed in heavy armor, holding spears and swords, with steady steps and firm eyes.

The army marched for three days and three nights, and was unstoppable along the way. Wherever they passed, villages and fields were trampled. The people were terrified and fled in all directions.

However, in this chaos and fear, Gongsun Yuan's army advanced forward relentlessly like a torrent of iron and blood.

This battle is a matter of life and death, and only victory can bring a little peace.

Soon, the army arrived outside Liangxiang.

Liangxiang is located in a plain, surrounded by mountains. The city walls are tall and strong, like an impregnable fortress.

However, this fortress contains abundant supplies and manpower, which is a piece of fat meat in the hearts of Gongsun Yuan and Xie Guini.

Xie Guini looked at the towering city wall, with a trace of greed and ruthlessness in his eyes. He immediately said to Gongsun Yuan: "It's the same as before. You go to attack the city and consume the enemy's strength. If the enemy dares to come out to fight in the field, my Xianbei cavalry will deal with him!"

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yuan nodded, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

This battle concerns one's own reputation and status, and one must not slack off in the slightest.

So he ordered the looted civilians to serve as cannon fodder in the siege. These civilians were ragged, pale and thin, and their eyes revealed endless fear and despair.

However, under Gongsun Yuan's coercion and inducement, they had no choice but to walk towards the city wall and use their flesh and blood to collide with the cold stone wall.

The siege was about to begin, and Gongsun Yuan's army rushed towards the city wall like a tide, using bows and arrows, spears, boulders and other means of attack.

However, the Wei army in Liangxiang was no ordinary force. They defended the city walls and fought back with bows and arrows and boulders, causing heavy losses to Gongsun Yuan's army.

At this moment, the Wei cavalry suddenly rushed out of Liangxiang. They were dressed in iron armor and holding spears and swords, like an unstoppable torrent.

Upon seeing this, the Xianbei cavalry also rushed forward, and the two sides immediately started fighting!
On the battlefield, swords flashed and blood flew everywhere. The Xianbei cavalry were agile and good at riding and shooting. They were like fish in water on the battlefield, galloping freely.

The Wei army's cavalry was known for its immense strength and bravery. They charged forward with spears in hand, and were invincible. When the two armies clashed, the sound of killing shook the sky and dust flew up into the air.

Gongsun Yuan stood at the edge of the battlefield, watching the brutal fight coldly.

His heart was filled with indifference and cruelty, and he had long been numb to life and death on the battlefield.

However, hidden in this numbness is a deep worry.

As time went by, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

Although the Xianbei cavalry were extremely brave, they gradually seemed unable to cope with the fierce attack of the Wei cavalry.

Gongsun Yuan was extremely anxious when he saw this. He knew that if this continued, he would probably be defeated here.

At this moment, he suddenly came up with an idea and ordered his soldiers to light torches and throw them onto the city wall.

Suddenly, the city wall was engulfed in flames and filled with smoke. The Wei army was thrown into chaos upon seeing this, and they fled from the city wall and headed into the city.

Gongsun Yuan was overjoyed when he saw this.

He ordered his soldiers to take advantage of the situation to attack the city, and he personally led an elite force to rush towards the city gate.

In the fierce battle, he personally killed several Wei army generals and finally broke through the city gate.

The Xianbei army poured into the city and began frantic looting and massacre.

They looted property, plundered civilians, and burned houses, turning the entire town into a sea of ​​fire.

After Liangxiang is Zhuo County. This ancient land has been silently waiting for a turning point in its destiny in the dust of history.

The Xianbei cavalry, those warriors who once swept in like a storm, are no longer as swift as they were at the beginning.

Although they still maintained the luxurious configuration of one person with three horses, or even one person with four horses, the backs of the war horses were no longer filled with brave warriors and cold weapons, but were filled with treasures looted along the way.

Gold, silver, jewelry, silk fabrics, these heavy burdens greatly reduced the mobility of the war horses. They panted and walked heavily, as if they were also tired of this endless battle.

The army continued to march towards Zhuo County. The infantry led by Gongsun Yuan and the Xianbei cavalry led by Xie Guini marched side by side, but the atmosphere between the two armies was subtle and tense.

Gongsun Yuan's eyes flashed with an unknown light, and the seeds of counterattack had already been planted in his heart.

The city walls of Zhuo County are tall and indestructible. The flags of the Wei army flutter in the wind, as if announcing to the world their indestructibility.

According to the plan, Gongsun Yuan's troops were still responsible for attacking the city, while Xie Guini's Xianbei cavalry stood by, ready to deliver a fatal blow when the Wei cavalry went out of the city for a battle.

However, just as the Wei cavalry poured out of the city gate like a torrent, preparing to engage in a desperate battle with the Xianbei cavalry, something unexpected happened.

Gongsun Yuan's infantry suddenly ceased to be the main force in attacking the city, but became a sharp weapon for betrayal.

They quickly changed their formation and formed a tacit cooperation with the Wei cavalry, surrounding the Xianbei cavalry that was originally preparing to charge.

This scene caught everyone by surprise.

The Xianbei cavalry of Xie Guini originally thought that they were the masters of this battle, but in an instant they became trapped in a jar.

Their mobility was greatly reduced due to the heavy load, and they were completely unable to resist the sudden encirclement.

War horses neighed and warriors roared, but in this tight encirclement, everything seemed so powerless.

A cold smile appeared on Gongsun Yuan's face, and his gaze was like a knife, piercing through the chaos of the battlefield and stabbing straight at Xie Guini.

At this moment, he was no longer an ally of the Xianbei people, but became their most deadly enemy.

The Wei army and Gongsun Yuan's troops were like two sharp knives, cutting the Xianbei cavalry into pieces.

On the battlefield, swords flashed and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The Wei army's iron armor gleamed coldly in the sun, and every charge was accompanied by the wailing of the Xianbei cavalry.

Although Gongsun Yuan's infantry had fought side by side with the Xianbei before, they were ruthless at this moment. Their spears and swords mercilessly reaped the lives of their former allies.

The resistance of the Xianbei cavalry became weaker and weaker, their formation was completely disrupted, the soldiers were either chopped down or trampled, and countless horses died in the chaos.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, the land was stained red with blood, and the battlefield turned into a hell.

There were countless casualties and the tragic scene was shocking. The cruelty and bloodiness of war were vividly displayed at this moment.

Xie Guini's eyes were bloodshot, he waved the long sword in his hand, trying to break through the encirclement of death, but everything was in vain.

His heart was filled with regret and unwillingness. He had not expected that Gongsun Yuan would betray him like this and push his former ally into an abyss of no return.

Xie Guini tightly gripped the hilt of the knife, his fingers turning white from exerting so much force, and roared at Gongsun Yuan, "Gongsun Yuan, you despicable villain, how dare you betray my Great Xianbei! Your death is not far away!"

Gongsun Yuan snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Xie Guini with contempt, a cruel arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "You'd better escape today before you talk big! Betrayal? In this chaotic world, there is no such thing as loyalty! Only power is the key to everything!"

As he spoke, he swung the sword in his hand and led the army to attack like a tide, with unstoppable momentum.

When Xie Guini saw this, he felt an unprecedented fear in his heart.

The situation today is a critical moment of life and death.

He gritted his teeth, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and shouted: "Xianbei warriors, follow me and charge out!"

As he said this, he took the lead in rushing towards Gongsun Yuan's army, swinging the long sword in his hand tightly, and every swing took the life of an enemy.

However, Gongsun Yuan's army was too large. Although the Xianbei warriors were extremely brave, they were ultimately at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and equipment.

Xie Guini felt a pain in his heart as he watched his men fall one after another.

He roared and brandished his sword, trying to break through the circle of death.

With the desperate protection of a group of Xianbei warriors, Xie Guini finally managed to escape.

He fled in a panic, with the sound of Gongsun Yuan's army chasing him behind him.

He didn't dare look back, he just ran as fast as he could, the farther the better.

His heart was filled with grief and resentment. He didn't understand why Gongsun Yuan would betray them and why they ended up like this.

The main force of the Xianbei was almost completely lost, and Xie Guini was at a loss.

He didn't dare go back to Guangyang County because there was no place for him there.

He could only rush directly to Dai County to find the Xianbei Khan Kebi Neng.

He wanted Kebineng to lead his troops to deal with Sima Yi and Gongsun Yuan, and seek justice for their Xianbei people!

While running away, Xie Guini kept replaying the battle scene in his mind.

He thought of the fallen Xianbei warriors, their eyes filled with desire for victory and attachment to life.

Their blood dyed the earth red, and also dyed the hearts of the fallen soldiers red.

He gripped the long knife tightly, his fingers trembling with the force.

The Han people are indeed despicable!
He swore to avenge these warriors! (End of this chapter)