Da Wei Chun

Chapter 263 Despicable and shameless

The north gate of Suiting.

The city was filled with smog and dust, which lingered for a long time, and even the sky was covered in darkness.

Murong Ding's complexion also became darker and darker.

Dozens of armored guards stood on both sides, their guns were strong and their armor was shining, which was completely different from the broken soldiers kneeling on the ground.

Murong Qing was kneeling in front of the horse with disheveled hair, howling like a mourner, "Father Khan, it's really a thunder from the sky, it's definitely not humanly invincible... run away..."

A whip shadow flicked towards Murong Qinggu, only a "pa" was heard.

A blood groove was pulled out of Murong Qing's lonely face, and the blood beads seeped faster and faster, converging into a stream and rolling down.

Murong Ding's eyes were like lightning, and like two sharp swords, he stabbed at Murong Qinggu fiercely: "How dare you speak evil words to confuse the people and shake the morale of the army?"

"Father Khan..."

"Snapped……"

This whip was even more ruthless, it hit Murong Qing's orphaned head, even the hair and skin, unexpectedly swept away a large part of it.

On the white fat, there are dots of blood and water, like bright red pearls that are about to drip, extremely coquettish.

As if killing a pig, Murong Qing screamed wildly, but just after shouting for a while, as if being grabbed by the neck, the crying stopped abruptly.

The person seemed to be frozen, the expression on the face was frozen, and the eyes were getting bigger and bigger, as if seeing a ghost.

Murong Ding unexpectedly drew out his knife and slashed straight down.

It wasn't until the tip of the knife was less than a foot away from the top of his head that Murong Qinggu woke up with a start, tilted his head in a strange way, and narrowly avoided the knife.

The blade slashed on the shoulder armor, splashing a few sparks, and making a strange "creaking" sound.

Feeling the sharp pain on his shoulder, Murong Qing felt lonely as if struck by lightning: Father Khan... really wants to kill him?
There was no blood on his face, his body was shaking like chaff, Murong Qing looked at Murong Ding in disbelief with trembling lips, "Father...Father sweat..."

Murong Ding raised the knife again, his face was cloudy and sunny, as if hesitating whether to make the second cut or not.

He still can't see that this eldest son... has been crippled...

You are the majestic son of Zuo Khan, how can you be so unbearable?

Can Li Chengzhi attract thunder?
What a joke!

Did you forget what the Mahayana Dharma King Liu Huiwang said when he led his troops to flee north on the day of the incident?

In this world, it is absolutely impossible to have a sky thunder born on the ground, and there will be no gods and men who can attract sky thunder.

Besides, you just know that you are afraid, why don't you take courage, open your eyes and take a good look. When the thunder fell that day, did it kill a few people or blow up a few horses?

A dignified son, even worse than a few personal guards?
Murong Qing's lonely guards saw it clearly: Although the thunder was powerful that day, it was actually a fireball with little power.

Don't say that the thunder is fake, even if it is true, or even a god descended from the earth, as long as you dare to fight against you, you should draw your knife and chop it...

Not to mention that in the Suiting, you were scared out of your wits by Li Shi's child alone, and you were so scared that you peed your pants...

Blood was dripping with hatred in his heart, but the hand holding the knife seemed to be nailed, Murong Ding still didn't cut it off in the end.

"Bitch!"

Murong Ding let out a stern roar, flew off the horse, and kicked him heavily, Murong Qing fell back alone.

"I, Murong Ding Yingming I, how did you give birth to such a waste?"

Murong Ding seemed to be crazy, yelling and cursing, turned over and rode on Murong Qinggu's body, his fists were like hammers, hitting Murong Qinggu's face one after another.

With every punch, there will be a rush of blood, and then there will be a scream like a pig...

All the armored guards and nearly a thousand defeated soldiers kneeling on the ground were all stunned.

I have never seen King Zuo Khan look so crazy, so it can be seen how angry he is?

The general seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and dismounted to persuade him, but Murong Ding slammed him away: "Get lost..."

After more than ten punches, Murong Ding stopped, grabbed the collar of his armor with both hands, and lifted up Murong Qing, whose face was covered in blood.

"Khan persuaded me many times, saying that you have a weak personality and are not a talent of a pillar, so let me make another son. But I care about your mother's love, and I have never been cruel... I just found out today, how wise is Khan?"

Murong Qing shuddered alone, as if awakened by fright.

Father Khan actually wants to abolish himself?

No... definitely not!

I am the heir appointed by Xian Khan, I was born to inherit the tribes of Zuo Guli and become the Zuo Khan King of Tuyuhun...

Murong Qing turned over and knelt down alone, crying and begging: "Father...please...give Erchen one more chance..."

"Opportunity? Okay..."

Murong Ding yelled sharply: "I, Murong Tuyuhun, only have heroes who died standing in battle, and I have never knelt and frightened to death... You can find it wherever you lost it... These people still belong to you, If you don't get the head of Li Shi's son today, you don't have to come back..."

He turned his head abruptly, pointing at the broken soldiers kneeling on the ground, and said, "It's the same with you... If you don't want your parents, wives and children to become slaves, then kill the enemy with all your might..."

The thousand or so defeated soldiers were all shocked and looked at Murong Ding in disbelief.

Along the way, I don't know how many games they lost, big and small, and it's not like today that they were defeated without even fighting?

Why this time alone, it became "If you can't win, you die"?
Murong Ding waved his hand fiercely, and his tone was indescribably firm: "If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. Don't embarrass me Zuo Gu Libu again... let's go..."

This is Murong Qinggu's last chance, so why not his Murong Ding's last chance?
Not helping Liu Huiwang to succeed, and losing more than half of the troops, and even fleeing all the way without winning a game, what kind of crime is this?
Murong Ding only thought that the only way to wait for him was suicide and apology.

Who would have thought that the sky would never stop me, and actually sent Li Chengzhi?
It was also God's will: I was afraid that after the wind stopped, the white flag in the north might divide its troops to block my way back to the south, so I sent a guard to the east and west, but just surrounded Li Chengzhi in the middle?

This is Li Chengzhi?
If it weren't for him, even if the plan failed, the trip to Guanzhong would never have failed so miserably.Don't talk about yourself, even Da Khan hates him to the core...

As long as Li Chengzhi is caught, at least half of his guilt of failure can be offset.

As for Murong Qinggu?

What is the use of the dead son?

There are many sons, just set up another one...

Therefore, Murong Ding was putting on airs from beginning to end.

Rather than bear the name of killing his son, it would be better to let him die in the hands of Li Chengzhi.At least I can express my heart to Da Khan: No matter what difficulties we encounter, I, Zuo Guli, still have the determination to die with the enemy and die together...

Murong Ding heaved a sigh of relief: "Are you sure there are only two hundred cavalry in the Tingnan formation?"

"It's absolutely true!" The lieutenant general replied, "The rest are all horses. There are no riders on the horses, and they are not wearing armor. They only carry felt tents, water bags, etc..."

Li Chengzhi only has two hundred armored riders?
In addition to the two thousand remnants, he also has three thousand guards sent by the Great Khan to support him.

Even if at least one thousand is kept in case the white cavalry from the north attacks south, with four thousand against Li Chengzhi's two hundred, this game will be won!
Murong Ding asked coldly: "Where are those white riders in the north?"

"Still watching from five miles away, it seems to be vigilant whether we are cheating, and there is no sign of coming south. We have sent a lot of scouts, but most of them were blocked by us..."

The lieutenant general replied, and frowned again, "But the strange thing is, there is no sign of contact between the two white cavalry, as if they don't know each other?"

"It's right if we don't know each other! Xiangwei has already found out that the southern part came from the west, and the day before yesterday he conspired with Yuwen Yuanqing to rob a group of Hu merchants outside Shandan city by pretending to be a horse thief.

At that time, the white cavalry in the north was still circling with us on the west bank of the Yellow River, thousands of miles away, how could the two know each other? "

Murong Ding asked suspiciously, "I just don't know why Li Chengzhi is also in the southern branch, and where did he go when he went west?"

Even he doesn't know, how can the lieutenant know?
Just as he was suspicious, he heard a few exclamations in the distance. The lieutenant general looked up and saw a cavalry galloping from the south. East breakout..."

It's only now that I think of breaking out, maybe it's too late, right?
Murong Ding's eyes turned cold: "Order Xiangwei, must be surrounded to death, but don't move lightly, let Murong Qing lead the remnants to meet the enemy first. Even if Murong Qing is alone, Xiangwei should not get too close... Wait until Baiqi is exhausted and completely traps Li Chengzhi, and then captures him alive..."

Halfway through, Murong Ding gave a sharp pause, his eyes flickering: "I want to sit here to guard against the white cavalry in the north. Li Chengzhi will leave it to you...

Remember, only the living Li Chengzhi is the famous Li Chengzhi in Guanzhong and the most valuable Li Chengzhi.Therefore, if you can capture it alive, you should try to capture it alive... Also, if the remnants are not determined to fight and dare to flee without fighting, you can deal with it yourself..."

Seeing the stern look in Murong Ding's eyes, the deputy general felt a chill in his heart.

What is the remnant that your lord is talking about...you are clearly referring to Murong Qinggu?
Although the tiger is poisonous, it still does not eat its cubs...

The deputy general lowered his head abruptly, and replied in a trembling voice: "I respect King Khan's order!"

After all, he didn't dare to say a word, and followed the messenger to the south.

Murong Ding secretly sneered: So what if you see it?
I Tuyuhun Ninth Fourteenth Biography (up and down nine generations, fourteen monarchs before and after), up to today's Great Khan Murong Fulianchou, how many bloody storms have been experienced, how many murders of fathers and sons, brothers' quarrels, and fratricides have occurred. How can you, a foreign minister, know about this matter?
As long as he can keep the position of King Zuo Khan, what is a son worth?
Murong Ding's eyes turned cold, and he looked south again.

It's a pity that I have to guard this place to prevent the white cavalry from the north from suddenly attacking south. Otherwise, if I command it, the chances of capturing Li Chengzhi alive must be greater.

But think about it the other way around, with four thousand against two hundred, and two thousand of them are Wang Tingxiangwei, a white cavalry whose combat power is absolutely not inferior to Li Chengzhi's, why would he lose?
As for Lei that day...it was indeed troublesome.

Although the lethality is not great, but the momentum is really astonishing. When ordinary people see it, they will probably regard it as a miracle.

But I have told the lieutenant general that Murong Qing will lead his troops to fight first, and when the two thousand remnants are exhausted, how much will Li Chengzhi have left?

Thinking of this, Murong Ding became more confident...

……

There are 250 armored cavalry in the middle, and [-] prepared horses on the two wings, lined up in a front formation, and go straight to the east.

But the weird thing is, all the horses seem to have an extra piece of clothing on their bodies, and there is a piece of silk on the horse's buttocks?
Li Chengzhi was half bent on the horse's back, his eyes were fixed on the wall that was getting closer and closer.

Never expected that there would be a day when I would lead the cavalry to ride head-on?
This kind of tactics was originally the one he despised the most.

It's not that Li Chengzhi never thought of going south, but he vetoed it as soon as the idea came up.

If he goes south, he must take a diagonal line, and the enemy cavalry only needs to go straight to the south to stop him.

What's more, the further south you are, the closer you are to Tuyuhun's old lair, God knows if there will be another Hu Qi suddenly appearing?
At that time, there will be strong enemies on three sides, and the Great Wall on one side, and I will really be like the turtle trapped in a urn.

It's better to take advantage of the enemy just rounding the side wall and when the situation is unstable, rush over in one go, maybe you can fight for a little life.

He also saw a ghost, why did this Murong Ding seem to be able to predict the future, and he sent a cavalry to the east and west sides before he was ready to escape?
And they are all standard cavalry with men in armor and horses in half armor.

I can only work hard...

Li Chengzhi stretched out his hand and picked out a hammer-like object from under the horse's belly.

The stuff inside was mines, and with the addition of silk cloth and ropes, it weighed only three catties. On a fast-moving horse, with his arm strength, Li Chengzhi estimated that he could not throw it 200 meters, which is not much less.

Unfortunately, there are only two...

A whistle sounded in front, and it was blown twice in a long tone, indicating that the front rider was less than a hundred feet away from the enemy's formation.

It's up to you...

Li Chengzhi let out a sharp breath, completely let go of the reins, pedaled with both feet, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, turned the mine with his left hand to find the fuse, reached into his arms with his right hand, and took out the fire bag.

With a flick of the bent finger, the copper cover flew in response to the sound, and when the wind blew, the grass velvet in the copper tube burst into flames.

Gently leaning against the end of the thread, the fuse ignited with a "chick".

Li Chengzhi threw the fire bag, raised his right arm, and swung it vigorously.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

Seeing that the wire of fire was getting shorter and shorter, and Li Chengzhi still showed no sign of letting go, Li Liang's hair stood on end in fright.

If it exploded on the spot, Lang Jun might not even be able to leave a whole body behind.

Just as Li Liang was about to cry out in fright, Li Chengzhi loosened his fingers, and the grenade flew straight forward like a bird with its long tail.

Suddenly feeling a light flying over the top of his head, Wei Yu raised his neck subconsciously.

What is still sparkling?

Wei Yu screamed: "Sister, look, Meteor?"

Not to mention meteors, even the sun falling from the sky, I can't care about it at this time...

No, there are really shooting stars?
How come it's so close?

A hint of suspicion just flashed in Gao Wenjun's eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

She seems to have really seen the sun and shooting stars: a ball of fire exploded violently, and then disappeared in a flash...

A violent bang followed, and the momentum shook the sky.Gao Wenjun only felt a buzzing in his head, and a buzzing sound sounded in his ears again.

Thunder!

Two words just popped up in my mind, and these two words really came from my ears.

"Tianlei..."

"It's thunder again..."

At most thirty feet away, a group of Hu Qi became a mess.

Some were screaming loudly, as if using all their strength.But whether it is in Xianbei or Chinese, it only means one thing: Tianlei.

Some pumped their horses vigorously, fled in a panic, and didn't even find the direction of escape, which was where the Chinese army was...

What's more, he even jumped off the horse, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting wildly: God forgives sins...

Such a mess had already exceeded Li Chengzhi's expectations, but instead of being happy, he yelled angrily, "Old man Murong, you are so shameless..."

(End of this chapter)