The last three kingdoms

Chapter 911
It is appropriate to describe Murong Xianbei as defeated like a mountain, which undoubtedly reveals the common characteristics of the Hu people who are like a rainbow when they are in good times and who are defeated when they are in adversity.

Whether it is the Huns or the Xianbei, they are good at fighting against the wind. When the situation is dominant, they can often inspire the brave and brutal character of the Hu soldiers. At this time, the Hu soldiers are very brave and invincible.

But once the battle is defeated or frustrated, the momentum of the Hu people will immediately weaken and collapse.

Now Murong Xianbei is a typical characteristic of this kind. When he first joined the battle, he was aggressive, with a posture of sweeping thousands of troops, but as soon as he was hit head-on, the Xianbei people were already defeated, and they were completely at the mercy of others. From heaven to hell, it's just one step away.

Murong Nai is even more of a stern guy, as the younger brother of the Great Chief Murong Shegui, he has a high status in the Murong Xianbei tribe, he is used to being pampered, he is not good at bows and horses, and when it comes to the ability to charge and attack, he is not as good as a small Xianbei school. The capital of Murong Nai's arrogance all comes from the Xianbei cavalry under his command who are capable of fighting and unparalleled in battle. Now that the Xianbei cavalry is fleeing like a plate of scattered sand, he has long been forgotten as the master general, and Murong Nai suddenly panicked. , at a loss, with a pale face, the previous domineering demeanor has long since disappeared at this moment, and under the protection of his own soldiers, he is running away with his head in his arms.

The situation on the battlefield was already completely one-sided. The Xianbei cavalry was routed and fled in a panic, while the Shu army cavalry took advantage of the situation to cover up and kill, chasing closely all the way.

Murong Nai panicked, broke through the encirclement all the way, and fled eastward along the Zhang River.

Although the flood had receded, the roads on both sides of the Zhanghe River became extremely muddy and rough, and Murong Nai led the remnants of the defeated army to walk along the river.

Murong Nai was furious, he whipped the soldiers in front of him on the back, and cursed angrily: "The Shu people are chasing after them, hurry up if you wait, can't you wait for the Shu people to catch them?"

The Xianbei soldiers begged for mercy: "Forgive me, the leader. It's not because I didn't work hard. It's really because the road ahead is muddy and difficult for people and horses, so I was slow."

But Murong Nai didn't pay any attention to it, he lashed the soldiers with a horsewhip and cursed angrily: "It's your duty to open a road in the mountains and build a bridge in the water, otherwise what's the use of you? Open the road quickly, if there is any delay, Today, I will behead you and others.”

All the soldiers were miserable, while enduring Murong Nai's whipping, they staggered along the muddy road.

Murong Nai was used to being arrogant and domineering at ordinary times, so at this time, he naturally didn't care about the lives of the soldiers. After a bloody battle, most of the Xianbei soldiers who escaped by chance were also injured. It is even more difficult on rough roads.

Some people grinned and fell directly into the puddle. The soldiers beside them stretched out their hands to help them, but Murong Nai galloped past and trampled the fallen soldier into the mud puddle with his horse's hooves.

"Give me an order, no one is allowed to help any trash that has fallen to the ground, let them fend for themselves!"

Although the Xianbei people are barbarians, the barbarians also have brothers, relatives, friends and old acquaintances. If the people around them are in trouble, they will naturally lend a hand to help, but Murong Nai's ruthless order makes people feel chilling, especially in a team. Among them, there are many people who have close relatives. It is really painful to watch their relatives in distress but unable to help each other.

But Murong Nai, as the chief general, naturally holds the power of life and death, all the soldiers can only dare to be angry and dare not speak out.

Along the way, a large swamp appeared in front of him, blocking the way, no one dared to cross, all the soldiers had to report to Murong Nai.

Murong Nai's anger did not dissipate all the way, the team in front of the road explorer moved slowly, he was already furious, but now he hesitated, adding fuel to the fire, Murong Zong rushed up, just about to teach those people a good lesson The lazy soldier gave a meal.

Unexpectedly, there was a puddle of mud ahead, Murong Nai's war horse ran too fast, and fell into the mud all at once, the horse stumbled, and Murong Nai threw it directly from the horse's head.

Murong Nai was thrown into the quagmire, his body was covered in mud, he was in a state of embarrassment, he was about to curse, but found that his legs were no longer in control, he couldn't help being horrified, and wanted to pull his legs out, but the quagmire There seemed to be infinite suction, pulling his legs tightly, dragging him to the depths of the quagmire.

Soon, it didn't reach Murong Nai's knees, the harder he struggled, the faster he sank, and in the blink of an eye, most of his buttocks also sank into the quagmire.

Murong Nai's soul was terrified, at this time he realized that he had fallen into the swamp of death, and with his own strength, he couldn't escape no matter what, he desperately shouted at the Xianbei soldiers beside him: "Quick! Pull me up quickly! Quick—”

But the few soldiers standing outside the quagmire looked indifferent, seemingly indifferent.

Murong Nai fell into the quagmire with his waist down, he was still sinking down, seeing those soldiers not moving, Murong Nai scolded angrily: "You guys don't want to save them, wait for this general to go out , will definitely kill your nine clans!"

The faces of the few soldiers showed sarcasm, and one soldier said loudly: "The leader has an order that all waste that falls into the mud pit is not allowed to help each other, let them fend for themselves. The order of the leader , we dare not disobey."

Murong Nai was dumbfounded immediately, that's right, this was the order he gave himself, along the way, countless wounded and sick soldiers filled the mud pits, he never dreamed that it would be his turn this time.

"Please, get me out, I will give you whatever you want, pasture, cattle and sheep, money, beautiful women, I will give you everything, I just ask you to save my life, please..."

Murong Nai begged with snot and tears, but what he got in return was the contemptuous eyes of Xianbei soldiers. Many soldiers surrounded him, but none of them offered a helping hand, they just watched indifferently from the sidelines, letting Murong Nai sank little by little in the mire.

Murong Nai was desperate, the muddy water had already flooded his chest, and soon covered his neck, he wanted to shout for help, but the black mud poured directly into his mouth, and he could no longer breathe Then, his eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything.

The quagmire finally closed, and Murong Nai completely disappeared without a trace.Those Xianbei soldiers looked at each other, but none of them said anything, they scattered in all directions, each looking for his own way out.

(End of this chapter)