Chapter 664: Reorganization of the Army, Murong Xianbei

"Now that the target has been determined, I wonder if Khan Murong has started to formulate a battle plan?"

Yuwen Chengdu shook his head and spoke directly to Murong Jun.

If there was no battle plan, he would not let Tiefutu be used as a gun by the Murong Xianbei.

"Yes, I can't wait to see how those He cadres tremble in front of the Iron Pagoda."

Jin Wushu, who was wearing a fur coat and holding a golden sparrow axe, was also eager to try.

"General Yuwen, rest assured. The warriors of the Murong Xianbei tribe will be the main force in this battle. The two generals and these heavy cavalry just need to stay in the rear."

Murong Jun nodded. He did not expect that Yuwen Chengdu and the other two would lead this heavily armored cavalry, which was obviously rich, to help them fight everywhere.

Afterwards, Murong Chui and Murong Jun stood on the high earthen platform and began to mobilize their Murong Xianbei tribe, whose total population reached hundreds of thousands.

As soon as Murong Jun opened his mouth, his powerful voice echoed like a huge bell across the vast grassland, and was clearly heard by every Xianbei warrior.

"My fellow men of the Murong clan, we are all from the Xianbei tribe. We have drunk the wind from the grassland together and walked on this land together!"

"However, there is a tribe today that has forgotten our common bloodline and our tribal motto!"

Murong Jun's voice was filled with indignation. He raised his arm high and pointed to the distant sky, as if that was the direction where the He cadres were.

"He cadres, how dare they collude with the Jurchens, the enemies who once made us homeless and our families destroyed!"

"They have forgotten how we, the Xianbei people, struggled to survive under the iron hoof of the Jurchens, and how we regained our dignity and land in countless battles!"

Murong Jun's words ignited the anger in the hearts of all the Xianbei warriors like a raging fire.

"Now, they are pushing us into the endless dark abyss again!"

"Are you willing to see our Xianbei people being enslaved and killed again?"

Murong Jun's voice suddenly became low and powerful, and his eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the soldiers below the stage.

"I don't want to!"

The many Xianbei people in the audience, whose emotions were successfully mobilized by Murong Jun, roared in unison, their voices shaking the earth, as if they were going to overturn the entire grassland.

"it is good!"

"Then, let us use our blood and courage to teach those traitors a lesson and tell the entire grassland that the dignity and honor of the Xianbei people must not be violated!"

Murong Jun shouted loudly, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"Warriors, now we are about to fight for the future of Xianbei, and for our descendants to be able to roam freely on this grassland!"

"The He cadres are only a small obstacle on our journey, but their existence is an insult and provocation to us, the Murong Xianbei!"

As Murong Jun finished speaking, Murong Chui also stood up, speaking in a steady voice.

"Now, I want you to use your sabers, your bows and arrows, and all your strength to tell those traitors what a true Xianbei warrior is!"

Murong Chui's words were like a gust of wind that swept through the entire tribe and aroused the fighting spirit of all the Xianbei men of the Murong clan.

Under the mobilization of Murong Chui and Murong Jun, the entire Murong Xianbei camp was in an uproar.

Many young and strong people of the Murong Xianbei clan returned to their tents to prepare their equipment and weapons for the expedition.

Soon, an army of 30,000 skilled warriors were ready to go. These warriors of the Murong Xianbei were all tall and strong, with muscular bodies and fierce looks on their faces.

They were dressed in various kinds of leather armor and battle robes, and some were even wearing animal skin coats, looking very wild.

The weapons in their hands were also varied, including sharp sabers, heavy spears, accurate bows and arrows, and maces that made whirring sounds when swung.

He sat astride his warhorse, which was also a carefully selected good horse with shiny coat and steady hooves.

Murong Chui stood on a high place, looking at this high-spirited army, his heart filled with pride.

These warriors are the future and hope of the Murong Xianbei. The presence of this group of warlike men will determine the status and future of the Murong Xianbei on the grassland.

"set off!"

Murong Chui waved his hand, and following his order, 30,000 Xianbei men rushed out of the camp like a torrent, galloping across the grassland and heading straight for the He cadres.

As a peerless commander, Murong Chui finally showed his due style. Under his command, the 30,000 Xianbei men were as capable as his own arms, like a group of jackals on the grassland, galloping across the grassland with great momentum.

They galloped along the path on the grassland, the sound of horse hooves resounded through the sky like thunder, and the dust flew up, covering the sky and the sun.

Murong Chui sat on his warhorse at the forefront of the army, staring at the distant sky with sharp eyes, as if he had already seen the terrified face of Hegangui, the leader of the Hegan tribe.

Under the leadership of Murong Chui, 30,000 Xianbei men swept across the grassland like an unstoppable gale.

The mighty sound of horse hooves made the tribes along the way feel extremely frightened. They all avoided it and dared not stop it.

Yuwen Chengdu and Jin Wushu, with the Iron Pagoda, moved slowly behind.

They looked at the Xianbei army rushing ahead, with no emotion in their hearts.

This battle is a battle for the Murong Xianbei to demonstrate their strength, and will also determine how much support they will receive from Cangzhou in the future.

Therefore, the Murong Xianbei would certainly go all out in this battle, and Murong Chui, who was leading the troops, was ordered by Murong Jun to annihilate all the He cadres at all costs, no matter how many casualties there were.

"Brother, this Murong Xianbei army is really something, it looks quite capable!"

Jin Wushu looked at the well-organized cavalry in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"Indeed, this Murong Chui is indeed the peerless commander that the Lord specifically mentioned in the letter."

"The Xianbei army he commanded advanced and retreated in an orderly and uniform manner, as if every soldier was in tune with him and could control him as if he were his own arm."

"It is indeed not easy to train a group of undisciplined grassland tribesmen into today's elite cavalry!"

Yuwen Chengdu nodded slightly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, Murong Chui sat on his warhorse, scanning the surroundings with a steady gaze, as if every detail was under his control.

Under his command, Murong Ling, Murong Nong, Murong Long, Murong Xi and other generals, each leading an elite cavalry unit, followed closely behind.

As a general and descendant under Murong Chui, Murong Ling made great military achievements when Murong Chui started his rebellion, but was later killed because of the "Golden Knife Scheme".

Murong Nong traveled across the Central Plains, defeated Fu Pi and the Dingling Zhai clan, and pursued them all the way to Liaodong. Not only did he recover Longcheng, he also conquered Goguryeo and captured several cities.

Murong Long made the greatest contribution in the Battle of Yecheng. The Longcheng Cavalry under his command was brave and invincible, and later beheaded Tuoba Qian, the most famous general of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Although Murong Xi was still young, he also showed outstanding military talent under the leadership of Murong Chui.

(End of this chapter)