Chapter 663 The First Target, Xianbei He Cadres

"Our goal is not only to support the Xianbei people, but also to control the situation on the entire grassland."

"So we have to proceed with caution and be cautious at every step."

After Murong Ke met with everyone, Jia Xu began to explain to them the strategic deployment that Xun Yu and others had already discussed.

"Generals Yuwen Chengdu and Jin Wushu, you lead the Iron Buddha as the vanguard and head to the Xianbei camp first."

"General Tie Shiwen, along with Generals Hu Ya and Hu Yin, will set out with the nine thousand foreign cavalry that Wen Ruo has gathered for you, as well as the supplies to support the Xianbei this time."

He paused and continued.

"As ordered!"

Following Jia Xu's order, everyone stood up and bowed.

For a moment, flags were waving and war horses were neighing inside Taiping Pass.

Groups of elite soldiers and generals set out on their journey, heading towards the location of the Murong Xianbei outside the Great Wall.

Murong Ke stood in the crowd, looking fixedly towards the outside of the Great Wall. The future development of the Murong Xianbei clan would depend on his eldest and second brothers.

At the same time, in the Xianbei camp outside Taiping Pass, the arrival of the heavy cavalry of Tiefutu brought an unprecedented sense of oppression to the originally peaceful camp.

When Yuwen Chengdu and Jin Wushu appeared in front of the Murong Xianbei camp with the Iron Pagoda, Murong Jun and Murong Chui were both shocked.

"Is this the Taoist soldier mentioned in the legend? It really lives up to its reputation!"

Murong Chui looked at the suffocating feeling of oppression emanating from the Iron Pagoda, his eyes shining as he sighed.

For a saint-level commander like him, such a powerful and elite force is simply the most perfect work in the world.

She is countless times more perfect than his new wife.

Murong Chui's eyes were burning as he fixed them on the Iron Pagoda that was marching in.

Each Iron Pagoda Knight wears thick black armor. This armor is extraordinary, made of fine iron that has been hammered countless times. The surface has a cold luster and appears even more indestructible under the sun.

The armor is carved with intricate totems, and the helmet is of unique design with a mask, revealing only cold eyes and tightly pursed lips. He looks like the god of death walking out of hell, which is daunting.

The war horses are also carefully selected. Each one is tall and strong, with bulging muscles, shiny fur, and steady and powerful hooves. Even when they are still, one can feel the infinite power contained in their bodies.

On horseback, many heavily armored knights held spears, the tips of which flashed coldly in the sun, as if they could pierce the enemy's chest at any time.

And those spears are extraordinary. The spear shafts are made of high-quality wood, and the spear heads are extremely sharp iron. Each spear has been carefully polished to ensure that it can kill with one strike on the battlefield.

Murong Jun seemed more calm in comparison. He slowly glanced at Yuwen Chengdu and Jin Wushu. From their temperament and eyes, it was not difficult to see that they were both experienced generals.

"You two generals have come a long way, thank you for your hard work."

"On behalf of the Murong Xianbei, I welcome you. I hope that our future cooperation will be as indestructible and invincible as this Iron Pagoda."

Murong Jun opened his mouth, his voice was deep and magnetic, with the unique heroism and enthusiasm of the Xianbei people.

"You are too polite, Khan Murong. We are here on the orders of our lord, and we will do our best to fight against the foreign enemies together."

Jin Wushu smiled heartily and bowed in return.

"But speaking of which, Khan Murong, do you have anyone in mind for our first target on the grassland?"

He looked around at the Xianbei warriors with sharp eyes, secretly admiring the might of this grassland force. "Indeed, we have candidates. They are from a small tribe of our Xianbei people, called Hegan."

"In the past, we had some friendship with the He cadres. We fought against foreign enemies together and shared the gifts of the grassland."

"But recently, the leader of the Hegan tribe, Hegangui, has become more ambitious and has begun to secretly collude with the Jurchen Wanyan clan and the Jurchen Aisin-Gioro clan, intending to betray the Xianbei and join forces with another tribe."

When Murong Jun heard this, his expression flickered slightly, as if he was recalling something. After a moment, he slowly spoke.

Well, I can only say that he is worthy of being a man from the grassland, he is domineering.

They start with their own people, and even their adoptive father's killer Lu Bu has to praise himself as an expert when he comes.

"We, the Murong Xianbei clan, will never tolerate such behavior. As members of the same Xianbei clan, we should be united and work together for development. Since they have chosen to betray us, don't blame us for being ruthless."

"He cadre is our first target in this operation, and also the first battle to establish our prestige in the grasslands."

Having said that, Murong Jun's eyes turned cold, and his tone became a little ruthless.

"That's great. Since the He cadres dare to betray us, let them have a taste of the power of our Cangzhou army."

"But Khan Murong, we still need to understand the specific situation of the He cadres, including their troop deployment, the personality traits of their leaders, and the extent of their connection with the Jurchen Wanyan clan and the Jurchen Aisin-Gioro clan, so that we can formulate the most effective strategy."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Chengdu nodded slightly, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. For Yuwen Chengdu, whose family was destroyed when he was young and who was then taken in by Su Kai.

Although he has the blood of the grassland foreigners, his heart has always been a Central Plains person, and he feels sorry for the so-called foreigners on the grassland.

It was obvious that the killing intent in his heart was greater than anything else.

"General Yuwen is right. Although the Hegan tribe is a small tribe, it has developed rapidly in recent years. The number of soldiers is already several thousand, close to tens of thousands, and most of them are strong and capable."

"He Gangui is also a cunning and resourceful man, good at using terrain for defense, and should not be underestimated."

"As for their connection with the two Jurchen tribes, it is not clear yet, but according to our spies, Hegangui has secretly sent envoys to the Jurchen tribes many times, apparently seeking some kind of alliance."

Murong Jun looked at Yuwen Chengdu with admiration, secretly praising the man's prudence.

"Hegangui is so greedy that he dares to collude with the Jurchens."

"Doesn't he know that the Jurchen tribe is ambitious and will swallow them up sooner or later? Seeking the skin of a tiger is tantamount to seeking death."

Jin Wushu frowned as he listened and couldn't help but interrupt.

Well. As expected of a red-bearded dragon descending to earth, he directly fired at his former boss.

"General Jin is absolutely right. He Gangui is undoubtedly playing with fire and getting burned."

"However, this also gives us an opportunity, an opportunity to clean up our internal affairs and unify the Xianbei."

"As long as we can capture the He cadres, we can not only deter those small tribes with dissenting ideas, but also establish prestige for our next actions."

At this time, Murong Chui withdrew his infatuated gaze on the Iron Pagoda and continued.

Yuwen Chengdu nodded. He didn't care much about Murong Jun's specific thoughts.

On such a grassland, the law of the jungle is the eternal law.

Only by demonstrating strong strength can we deter those tribes with evil intentions.

(End of this chapter)