In just October, there was a heavy snowfall in Liaodong.

The city, the mountains, the forests, and the forts were all covered in snow. The snow fell to the ground and froze into ice.

Murong Shegui was old and had weak energy and blood. He had to wear two layers of mink fur to keep warm. "How many people in Qin will freeze to death today?"

"The great Chanyu, Qin, has no one who froze to death outside Renwubao."

Murong Shegui was not really loyal to Cao Wei and the Sima family, but they recognized the Murong family as the "Great Chanyu" of Xianbei. Da Qin not only refused to recognize it, but also asked them to move inland. This was Murong Shegui's objection no matter what.

Unacceptable.

Liaodong is remote, and as long as they survive the winter, the Qin people will retreat.

Then the Xianbei cavalry took advantage of the situation to cover up the attack and won a complete victory. They could then use this victory to continue negotiations with the Qin court.

Murong Shegui frowned, "Are the people of Qin not afraid of severe cold?"

"Although there is heavy snow now, it is not the coldest time. Why should brother be anxious?" Murong Nai comforted.

"The people who entered Liaodong this time are powerful men from the Central Plains, not the main force of the Qin army. Our army is in such a difficult situation. What will we do if Ma Long comes next year?" What Murong Shegui was worried about was not the present, but the future.

After attacking Tianjiabao, you can also lay siege to the city and bring reinforcements, taking the opportunity to eliminate several other powerful groups and reduce the pressure on the entire Liaodong.

There are also small holes in the wall of Wubao, and spears measuring three to four feet are constantly thrust out from inside.

The corpses were piled up layer after layer.

After all, Murong She had been a "big Chanyu" for decades, and his psychological quality was still excellent. He reprimanded: "If it were really the ghosts and gods who helped us, how could we survive until now? Send an order to attack Tianjiabao tomorrow, and the city will be destroyed.

, leave no chickens or dogs behind!”

Xianbei troops numbering in the tens of thousands dispatched and headed straight for Tianjiabao, the largest town in Liaodong County.

At the level of Xianbei people, it is impossible to understand what happened.

The Xianbei people seemed to have found a breakthrough.

"Respect yourself as a bandit!" Murong Shegui suddenly thought of a word.

Coal is everywhere in Liaodong.

Duan Rilu said: "If we send lobbyists to the major Wubao, we can also see the reality of the Qin people."

Murong Shegui deposited the wrong treasure, and of course he had to pay the price.

Nor dared to respond.

The best way to boost morale right now is a victory.

The Wubao's killing efficiency is extremely astonishing. It abandons all aesthetics and is purely a massacre weapon.

In the ice and snow, there are busy figures of messengers everywhere.

Xiaohaoqiang, the Xianbei people feel at a disadvantage again...

"Immediately send Han lobbyists to persuade the powerful people that I, Murong Shegui, am willing to become brothers with them!"

Sima Yi used his troops like a god, which frightened him.

Discrimination is everywhere.

Tianjiabao has been waiting for you seriously.

Snowy weather is good for Xianbei people.

"Exactly, many powerful people have long-sighted people. There is a famous saying in the Central Plains: The cunning rabbit is dead and the running dogs are cooked, and the birds are all good and the bow is hidden. We Xianbei are finished, and the powerful and powerful have no use value."

There were still logs falling down on the city wall.

"Yes, yes, the fire that burned the coal cakes is blue, there must be ghosts and gods at work!"

Murong Shegui soon discovered the reason why the powerful men were not afraid of the severe cold, and got a few coal cakes.

"If we cannot capture this fortress, we will all die here!" Murong Shegui took out the Xianbei people's blood and shouted, but continued to order other tribes to fill it.

As long as those who died were not Xianbei people, Murong Shegui would not feel sorry for him and forced his soldiers to continue attacking the city.

Trying to bring down the Wubao pile with human lives.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and no one knew what to do.

This was also the reason why he chose the Sima family when Qin and Jin were fighting for hegemony.

"Follow the order!"

Almost no one responded to Murong Shegui's return.

In the ice and snow, there was no time to build siege equipment.

"What's going on?" Murong Shegui's scalp felt numb.

God is so kind to me, it will be sunny the next day.

He learned this from Sima Yi.

"Separation?" At this time, Murong Shegui was like a drowning man, trying to grasp every straw.

The responses from the Tian, ​​Lu, Cui, Liu and other wealthy families were basically the same. Such wealthy families simply looked down on the Xianbei people.

"The Emperor of the Qin Dynasty is cruel and ruthless. This time he drives the powerful people into Liaodong. This is a plan to kill people with a knife. We and the powerful people will both suffer losses. The emperor will reap the benefits and get rid of his serious worries!" Murong Nai said.

Murong Shegui, Murong Nai, and Duan Rilu's family members all looked solemn, as if they were frozen. They found that they had underestimated the strength of Wubao.

The powerful army's bows and arrows seemed endless.

When Sima Yi conquered Liaodong, he led Murong's troops to attack Gongsun's family. He had many contacts with Sima Yi and was shocked by him. He was always respectful and respectful.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and the white fortress turned blood red.

However, Wubao is not that easy to capture, especially after it was transformed by Ji Kang and became stronger.

In the past, they could still reap some benefits from the civil strife in the Central Plains, but now that the Central Plains is unified, they have no chance to rise.

The generals were terrified. The more ignorant the tribe, the more they believed in the theory of ghosts and gods.

Murong Shegui asked Han craftsmen to imitate the product. The product came out, but it was not that convenient to use. At night, the tent was burned in the house. At dawn, all the people in the tent were dead...

Most of the 5,000 people were killed or injured, and there were piles of corpses, but no one climbed onto the city wall.

Many Han people have lived here for a long time and are used to it.

The Xianbei people's military superiority cannot be deployed under the Wubao, but they can slaughter the enemy as much as they want on the Wubao.

In less than five days, 371 people from his Xianbei army died!

The most terrifying thing is that people are unaware, fall asleep and never wake up again.

As long as there is no wind, it won't be too cold.

Murong She returned without delay and ordered five thousand Han people and Wuhuan people to advance and launch a fierce attack, while Xianbei elites were behind to supervise the battle.

It's a pity that one generation after another is not as good as the previous one...

"Become brothers?" Tian Qing sneered in Tianjiawu Fort, "Are you worthy?"

"Perhaps we can separate them?" Duan Ri's family members suddenly said.

As a result, the morale of the Xianbei people took a big hit.

Even though the powerful nobles were a cancer in the Central Plains, once they were brought out, they showed extraordinary moral integrity and were very united.

"It must be a trick of the Qin people!" Murong Nai found a reason that was not the reason.

The logistics of the powerful men were all in Malong's hands. The coal cakes they burned, the grain they ate, and the weapons they used were all transported from the Central Plains. Once they were cheated, not only would the imperial court not agree, but neither would the local warriors and troops they recruited.

promise.

In a word, Murong Shegui is a white wolf with empty hands. He has not come up with anything practical. How can a powerful man give in?

The situation turned into a confrontation again.

Da Qin is a giant to them.

Although Liaodong is bitterly cold, it is not unbearable.

The gentry clan has been powerful for more than two hundred years. Whose ancestors are not princes, generals and ministers of noble blood? Letting them become brothers with barbarians is really a stain on their ancestors...

"Brother!" Murong Nai advised.

Murong Shegui waved his hand dejectedly, "Stop attacking the city."

"The only plan for now is to besiege the city and mobilize reinforcements." Although Duan Ri's family members had not read Sun Tzu's Art of War, they had heard of Sun Bin's past story of besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao.

Murong Shegui nodded, suddenly feeling a little exhausted.
Chapter completed!