When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

Ye Qingfeng looked at the wealth all around with a slight smile on his face. Most of these properties were looted from the Central Plains by the Yale family many years ago, and now they have been returned to their original owners.

He ordered the entire tribe to be set on fire, and the raging fire instantly devoured everything.

Houses collapsed in the sea of ​​fire, and thick smoke rose up, covering the sky and the sun.

When the fire died down, the once prosperous Yale Qilu tribe was left in ruins.

Ye Qingfeng led the cavalry team returning with a full load and disappeared into the dark night, leaving only the scorched earth behind him.

On the other side, the tribes of the nobles were also attacked at the same time. Jiang Yu led a team of secret guards to sneak in quietly...

In the middle of the night, the fire devoured everything here.

All the valuable materials were taken away, and there was no longer a single living noble in the gathering place of the nobles.

When the fire died down, the once prosperous Yale Qilu tribe was left in ruins.

Ye Qingfeng led the cavalry team returning with a full load and disappeared into the dark night, leaving only the scorched earth behind him.

Jiang Yu and his group also ran into Wuzhu and his group who came to pick them up. Wuzhu's tribesmen were pulling fully loaded carriages and forming a long convoy...

Now we have all the supplies we need for the winter.

When Qiao Henian saw the caravan’s security flag fluttering in the wind from afar, he knew that they had succeeded.

He took out a note with good news from his sleeve pocket and rolled it into a small paper tube.

He blew the bone flute, and soon the little bird let out a sharp and loud cry, which was very penetrating, as if announcing its existence to the whole world.

Qiao Henian looked up and looked at it enviously as it circled freely in the sky.

He raised his arms high and Xiaoqing fell down.

Qiao Henian stuffed the note into the small bamboo tube on Xiaoqing's leg and said seriously:

"Xiao Qing, take the message to General Xiao. Do it quietly this time. Don't play around on the way. Fly high! Don't get shot down by the bad guys."

Xiaoqing enjoyed his master's incessant chattering, and when he stopped, he flapped his wings hard and flew away.

General Xiao stood on the high city wall and watched the battle. General Chen appeared in front of the two armies today to accept the challenge.

The five-nation coalition sent out the famous general Wutu under Yale Qilu!

This man was tall and strong, with shoulders so broad that he seemed able to carry a mountain, and a waist as thick as a bucket.

Looking from a distance, one can feel a strong sense of oppression coming towards him.

Looking at his face again, his face was full of fat, and his pair of big eyes like copper bells were wide open, revealing endless ferocity and brutality, as if just one look from him would make people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar and their whole body would be cold.

The hideous and distorted expression is even more chilling, and anyone who sees it will feel scared.

The soldiers behind him all hit their shields hard with the swords in their hands to cheer for their brave general!

On the other hand, on General Chen's side, the soldiers who were supporting the battle line were quietly and neatly lined up behind him, not as noisy as the opposite side.

General Chen had been recuperating from his injuries in Kyoto for several months and had already recovered.

When he heard that there was a war on the border, he petitioned the emperor to redeem himself and make meritorious contributions. After he petitioned three times, the emperor reluctantly agreed.

Therefore, if he wants to regain the emperor's favor, he must fight this battle.

He knew very well that the only way to change all this, to let the Chen family regain its former glory and dignity and to be proud of themselves in front of everyone again, was to obtain military merits through his own efforts.

Only by fighting bravely on the battlefield and establishing outstanding achievements can we wash away the shame brought by the past.

General Chen rode on his warhorse as still as a mountain. The provocation from the opposite side could not shake his firm heart.

Wu Tu is an old rival, but this is the first time they have faced off directly.

General Chen tightly grasped a long spear with a cold glow in both hands. The tip of the spear was so sharp that it seemed it could easily pierce the sky.

Wu Tu was wielding a huge long-handled axe in his hand. The axe blade was flashing with a cold light, which was chilling.

Both of them were ruthless and didn't talk much. They rushed forward and started fighting.

General Chen wants to use this battle to avenge his previous humiliation and restore the prestige of the Chen family.

Wu Tu wanted to achieve great things, so he would kill any opponent who stood in his way.

Both of them had their reasons to kill each other. It can be said that enemies are extremely jealous of each other when they meet!

The spear was like a dragon and as fast as lightning. General Chen's spear tip left an afterimage, dazzling his opponent.

Wu Tu exerted force with both arms, swung the long-handled battle axe and smashed it hard at General Chen's head.

General Chen used the opponent's force to counter attack and used his spear to deflect the battle axe, and the two men passed each other.

Suddenly, the two men's majestic war horses let out a high-pitched neigh, as if they were about to break through the clouds! Then, it turned sharply like an arrow from a bow, and its four hooves raised a cloud of dust.

The two men on horseback were also blood-thirsty at this time. They each waved the shining weapons in their hands and tried their best to launch fatal attacks on each other.

Wu Tu's face was ferocious, his eyes were wide open, and he kept roaring. Every move he made contained endless murderous intent. General Chen gritted his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, and he concentrated all his strength on his weapon, hoping to kill with one blow.

In an instant, spears and axes crisscrossed each other, the sound of metal clashing was endless, sparks flew, and the scene was extremely intense and thrilling!

After a full hundred rounds of fierce fighting, the physical strength of the two men dropped rapidly like a dam bursting.

The war horses under their crotch were already exhausted, with heavy panting coming one after another, and the hot air exhaled from their nostrils condensed into crystal clear white frost in the air.

At the moment when they passed each other again, General Chen's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he suddenly swung the spear in his hand and stabbed towards Wu Tu as fast as lightning across the night sky.

With a muffled "puff" sound, the extremely sharp spear had already pierced deeply into Wu Tu's waist and ribs!

Wu Tu suddenly let out a scream that was extremely shrill, the sound seemed to penetrate the sky and was deafening.

He was in unbearable pain and fell forward on the horse's back involuntarily. The battle axe in his hand almost slipped out of his hand, and his body was shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.

This is General Chen’s special skill - a surprise counterattack!

Blood suddenly gushed out from Wu Tu's waist and ribs. He trembled with pain. He kicked the horse's belly with his foot, and the warhorse under him immediately ran back to his own position.

The soldiers who were supporting him quickly escorted him back.

General Chen was about to mount his horse and pursue the enemy when he heard the sound of a gong behind him, signaling the end of the battle.

He understood that it was General Xiao who told him not to pursue the enemy and called him back.

The soldiers who were supporting General Chen shouted excitedly at this time, their general had won the battle.

Although General Chen was very tired and breathing slightly, he felt extremely happy in his heart!

Although it was a pity that Wu Tu was not stabbed to death on the spot, defeating the seriously injured enemy general could still boost the morale of the army, and his contribution was still not small.

It would be more beneficial to him if Wu Tu died of his injuries after returning.

At least, this battle will allow him to gain a foothold at the border.