The battle on the south bank of Sanggan River lasted only for a short time.

Under the iron hooves of the 18,000 Murong tribe warriors, within one hour, the leader of the Kuba tribe, Batu's head, was used up, and the eight thousand warriors were exhausted. The three thousand Kuba tribe warriors stained the battlefield with blood and died tragically under the sword, their souls returned to the earth, and five thousand warriors surrendered and surrendered to the Murong tribe. In this battle, the morale of the Murong tribe soared, and the morale of the army was greatly improved. There were only more than 3,000 casualties, and only half of the dead were killed.

After the recruitment of the kuang tribe's submission troops, the wounded soldiers were added to add about 2,000 wounded soldiers, and the troops were stronger than before, and they were nearly 20,000.

The Sanggan River is a dry river. In spring, the river beaches are shallow and not enough to be as strong as the waist. In some waters, the water depth is even less than the knees. You can cross it by riding a war horse.

The troops were rectified, and the Yanrong did not stop. Twenty thousand iron hooves crossed the Sanggan River, headed straight north, heading straight to Macheng, and swept Kuba and fell.

Macheng is a frontier city, facing the winding Great Wall in the north, resisting the invasion of foreign races, guarding it for many years, and building it with Gaoliu, Dai County and County Government. Since the Wuhuan moved inward, many Wuhuan tribes have settled near Macheng. After the Han people and Wuhuan people lived together, the customs of the people gradually became stronger.

The civil strife of the Wuhuan tribe did not affect the lives of the Han people in Dai County. To be precise, the prosperity of the Wuhuan was a major threat to the Han Dynasty. The rulers were more willing to see the Wuhuan tribes kill each other. Even if there were tens of thousands of Wuhuan warriors fighting in Dai County, the Han Dynasty did not intervene. The more fierce the Wuhuan tribe in Dai County was, the decline of the Wuhuan tribe in Dai County was more rapid.

Yan Rong led 20,000 warriors from the Murong tribe into Macheng. The general in charge of the troops in Macheng only sent a minor official to inform the Murong tribe that he would not disturb the lives of the people, and there was no news again.

Yan Rong just sneered sarcastically about the actions of the officials of the Han Dynasty. The civil strife in Wuhuan in Dai County seemed to be in decline, but it was actually just a superficial phenomenon. At this time, the internal struggles and fighting between the Wuhuan tribes in Dai County seemed to have greatly reduced their strength and gradually declined, but the secret situation was very dangerous. The annexation and conquest of each tribe would indeed cause a rapid reduction in strength, but if the tribes achieved unity due to internal struggles, although their strength temporarily shrank, after several years of rest, it would definitely be a force that cannot be ignored. There is a population of 1.8 million in Dai County in Youzhou.

Nearly half of the Wuhuan tribes are divided into two groups. If the tribes of all sizes are unified in this war, no matter the ruler is the Chiluo tribe, the Murong tribe, or other tribes, it will shake the dominant position of the soldiers of the Dai County Prefecture and the county magistrates. For example, the Wuhuan tribe in Shanggu County, the Nanlou tribes unified the tribes with a population of one million and a brave and warlike Wuhuan warriors. The strong force is far above the Han Dynasty defenders of Shanggu County. The Han Dynasty defenders are in a weak position. This is a huge threat and has threatened the safety of Shanggu County and even several nearby counties.

Although Yan Rong was leading the Murong tribe to fight at this time, he was a Han man. Even though he was a person who traveled through time and did not belong to this era, the traces of the Han man were still deeply imprinted in his bones. His father in this world, Yan Zhong, was not only a Han man, but also a county magistrate of Yanmen County, Bingzhou. The Yan family in Bingzhou was full of loyal families, and had served as officials for generations, guarding the border, and shouldering the important mission of resisting foreign tribes and ensuring the peace and stability of the people in Bingzhou.

The next morning, the faint white mist had just dissipated, the scorching red sun came out of the sky, and the gentle sunlight was mottled.

To the north of Macheng, towering mountains are rolling and winding like a giant dragon. The ancient and magnificent Great Wall is like a giant beast guarding the north, lying on the continuous peaks.

At the foot of the Great Wall, the 40,000 elderly, weak women and children of the Kuba tribe were like a group of frightened sheep, gathering together in panic and disorderly manner, looking at the same direction with a serious expression, and the strong murderous aura suppressed them even to be careful when they breathed. They were like a group of sinners waiting for the judgment of the god of death, quiet and silent. There were only the panic of livestock screaming in panic, and some young children kept crying in shock.

In the direction they were staring, ten thousand murderous warriors of the Murong tribe were waiting for the battle, like bloodthirsty jackals, staring at their prey. As long as their leader gave the order, they would not hesitate to hunt these frightened sheep without resistance.

In front of the Kuba tribe, there were only five thousand Kuba warriors. Among them were elderly people and thirteen or fourteen years old, each of whom was nervous and holding the horseback scimitar in his hands. Some timid people even began to tremble all over, and beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down their cheeks.

Yan Rong's figure was tall and firm, sitting high on the white war horse under his crotch, with golden armor, golden boots, and his hair tied with hair. His cold face stared at the Five Thousand Kuba warriors in front of him and said in a deep voice: "You Kuba tribe's big leader, Batuo, and led his troops to invade my Murong tribe. His heart is punishable. In the battle of Sanggan River, Yan killed his head to serve as a warning. Today, our army is approaching the border, with teeth back to teeth, blood back to blood, and wants to step on Kuba, conquering the Wuhuans of the Horse City, and the surrendered generation will not kill them, and resist the beheadings and show them to the public."

"Hmph! What an ambitious despicable villain. Even if the Ikuba tribe invades your Murong tribe first, I should not treat the Ikuba tribe like this. Why should our outstanding nation on the grassland surrender to you, a Han person? The Ikuba tribe is irreconcilable with you and is irreconcilable?"

A burly and strong, bald leader of the Kuba tribe roared angrily. The man's name is Batuyan, the leader of the Kuba tribe, Batuwu's younger brother, and Batuwu's face full of resentment towards Batuwu's death. He knew that even if the Kuba tribe surrendered, as Batuwu's younger brother, Yan Rong would never spare him, so he simply led the warriors of the tribe to fight to the death.

"Despicable Han people, I know you are extremely brave. You are not your opponent when fighting alone. Do you dare to fight with my brothers?"

Next to Batuyan, there is another leader of the Kuba tribe. This man looks very similar to Batuyan and Batuwu who was killed by Yan Rong. You can see at a glance that they are their biological brothers. Batuwu has two biological younger brothers, this man is called Batuheng, who is Batuwu's third brother. He has a big waist and a round waist, and is extremely strong, and is as strong as Batuyan. His skills seem to be better than his two older brothers, and he can even be on par with Chiluo Huyan, the number one warrior in the Chiluo tribe.

"Do you think two people can kill me if they fight me? Don't overestimate your strength too much. There is no word "lucky" in front of me. Since you two are so anxious to die, I will help you. This will save a lot of trouble." Yan Rong snorted coldly, pointing at the black python spear at the two brothers, sneering.

"Driving!Driving!"

As soon as Yan Rong finished speaking, he pulled Yan and the two brothers of Tuheng shouted loudly. The war horse under his crotch jumped out, taking the left and right attacks, and headed straight for Yan Rong to kill.

"Sir! Such a small character is not worthy of fighting with you. I will take his head."

Seeing the two brothers of Batu coming and fighting fiercely, Yan Rong beside him, Lei Biao and Di Ying urged the horses to go out, eager to try and ask for the battle.

"No need! A real man will do his best! You two can cheer for me from the side and see how I can easily take the heads on his neck."

"drink!"

"Hiss...hiss..."

Yan Rong shouted loudly, and the white BMW under his crotch was like a wild horse that was rid of reins. He was extremely excited and neighed, turning into a white shadow.

The white war horse under Yan Rong's crotch is a rare BMW called "Taxue", also known as "Taxue" without trace. It is said that when his running speed reaches its extreme, there is no trace of stepping on the snow. Of course, this is just an exaggeration. "Taxue" BMW is just like its name. It has a long white mane on its forehead, as thin as gooseberry, fluttering in the wind, and its whole body is as white as snow, without a trace of color. It is strong in body, strong in all limbs, and the legs are running as fast as shadows and as fast as lightning.

From the two brothers of Batu, Yan Rong rode his horse to fight, but in just a few breaths, Yan Rong met the two brothers of Batu.

"Han thief! Go and die!"

Batuheng took the lead in attacking, and did not hide from Yan Rong's gun shadow. The mace in his hand was mixed with a thousand pounds of force. The mace teared through the air, the strong wind howled, and it smashed down Yan Rong's face. Judging from his momentum, it was quite like a firecracker. He was sure that Yan Rong would not fight with him, and he was very confident in his strength.

As the saying goes: The weak are afraid of the strong! The strong are afraid of the lives of the strong!

When he met Batuheng, the one who was desperate! Even Yan Rong frowned. The two horses were intertwined and there was no way to avoid it. Yan Rong didn't care. With his skills, it was not difficult to avoid Batuheng's mace, but he would be killed by the snow BMW under his crotch. He didn't believe it! This roughly estimated that there were 100 kilograms of iron rod full of thorns. He would hit the snow BMW. He would have a chance to survive.

"What a shitty golden armored war god! Yan Rong, go to death!"

Batuheng came in a fierce manner. His brother Batuyan was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He rushed out from the other side, his face full of grin, and the scimitar in his hand turned into a strange cold light, and rushed straight to Yan Rong's waist. His attack was extremely cruel and he actually blocked Yan Rong's retreat.

At this time, Yan Rong lost his way to abandon his horse and save his life.

If you go against one, Batu Yan and Batu Heng are definitely not Yan Rong's opponents, and you can't even make it for five rounds, but the two brothers got together, their strength doubled.

Brothers are connected to each other, and their sharpness is used to cut off gold. The tacit understanding of the Kuba brothers and the combined attack technique are amazing. Yan Rong is approaching and has no way to advance and retreat. Two small characters who are inconspicuous in Yan Rong's eyes work together and actually burst into dazzling light.
Chapter completed!