Chapter 666: Breaking the Camp and Slaughtering

The right-wing cavalry led by Murong Xi roamed around the east side of the Hegan tribe like ghosts. They not only cleared out the remaining enemies, but also kept a close eye on the reinforcements of the Jurchens.

Under the command of Murong Xi, the right-wing cavalry was like an indestructible line of defense, completely trapping the He cadres in the camp.

In this brutal massacre, the Murong Xianbei cavalry demonstrated their amazing fighting power and ruthless killing nature.

They brandished their sabers and spears and killed the He cadres' members one by one with expressionless faces.

Many members of the He cadre tribe did not even have a chance to resist before they were chopped to the ground by the Xianbei cavalry.

The elderly, the weak, women and children of the He cadres were not spared.

In this brutal war, they all became dead souls under the swords of the Xianbei men.

In this battle, these Murong Xianbei cavalrymen had no mercy at all and only killing in their eyes.

Murong Chui sat on his warhorse high up, watching all this coldly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

As the Xianbei army advanced, the He cadres' camp gradually turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Broken limbs and bloody corpses were everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

However, this did not stop the Murong Xianbei cavalry. They continued to wave their weapons and attack deep into the He cadre area.

Like a killing machine, they ruthlessly harvested the lives of He cadres.

Murong Chui was like the commander of this battle, calmly observing every detail and adjusting tactics at any time.

As the Longcheng cavalry of the Murong Xianbei swept through the He cadres' camp like a storm, the situation on the battlefield became one-sided.

The shouts of the Murong Xianbei Longcheng cavalry, the roar of horse hooves and the clash of weapons intertwined together to form a symphony of death.

In this chaos and bloodshed, Hegangui, the Great Khan of the Hegan tribe, tried to break through the blockades of the battlefield and find a glimmer of hope under the desperate protection of his personal guards.

At this time, Hegangui's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

He originally thought that with the alliance between the He cadres and the Jurchens, they could at least hold out for a while, and might even have a chance of survival under the attack of the Murong Xianbei.

However, he never expected that Murong Chui's army would be so powerful and so ruthless.

The charge of the Longcheng cavalry was like a tide, breaking the defense line of the He cadres into pieces, making it impossible for them to organize an effective resistance.

"Khan, go!"

A personal guard roared and blocked a flying arrow for Hegangui.

They fought and retreated, gradually approaching the edge of the battlefield.

However, even here, one can still feel the suffocating atmosphere of murder.

At this moment, He Gangui's gaze suddenly froze.

He saw a man, a man sitting on a tall horse, watching everything on the battlefield coldly.

That person was Murong Chui!
"Murong Chui! You treacherous bastard!"

"We are both from the Xianbei tribe, why did you kill him? Don't you know that we, the He cadres, are also of Xianbei blood?"

He Gangui roared, his voice hoarse with fear and anger.

Behind He Gangui, the personal guards fought desperately against the approaching Longcheng cavalry, but their resistance seemed so weak, as if they were a small boat in the sea that could be swallowed by the huge waves at any time.

Hegangui's roar echoed on the battlefield, but no one paid attention to his grief and unwillingness.

Murong Chui rode on his warhorse, watching all this coldly.

There was no emotion in his eyes, as if this brutal massacre was just a trivial game in his life. When He Gangui's roar reached his ears, he just smiled coldly, his smile full of ridicule and disdain.

"Hegangui, do you think your little plan can be hidden from us? Forming an alliance with the Jurchens and trying to stab us Xianbei people in the back?"

"This kind of behavior of betraying your own people is what you deserve!"

Murong Chui glanced at He Gangui, without any fluctuation in his eyes. He spoke slowly in a low voice.

He Gangui's expression became even uglier when he heard this.

He did have such an intention, but he never expected that Murong Chui would discover it so easily.

What's more, he had never expected that Murong Chui would be so decisive as to directly resort to genocide.

"Murong Chui, aren't you afraid of arousing public outrage among the Xianbei tribes by doing this?"

Hegangui tried to threaten Murong Chui by using the unity of the Xianbei people.

"Do you think the Xianbei tribes will stand up for traitors like you? In this world where the strong prey on the weak, only the strong can survive."

"You He cadres have no value in existing anymore!"

However, Murong Chui just smiled coldly, slowly straightened his back on the horse, and stared at He Gangui with sharp eyes.

When He Gangui heard this, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

He knew that he had no way to escape and that his fate was already determined.

However, he was still unwilling to become a victim of Murong Chui's sword.

"Murong Chui, even if you kill me, what will happen?"

"We, the He cadres, have formed an alliance with the Jurchens. Even if you destroy us, you can't stop the Jurchens' iron hoof!"

"You, the Murong Xianbei, will sooner or later become a prisoner of the Jurchens!"

He Gangui struggled and roared at Murong Chui in front of him.

"Look there, Hegangui. Your people, your warriors, they are paying the price with their lives for your foolish decision."

"Do you think the Jurchens will save you? Don't be silly, they are just using you to consume the power of our Murong Xianbei."

Upon hearing this, Murong Chui sneered, slowly raised the whip in his hand, and pointed at the He cadre camp in the distance that had fallen into chaos.

"We, the Murong Xianbei, are the eagles of the grassland! We will not yield to anyone, let alone those cowards who only know how to plot and scheme behind the scenes!"

"Today, I will use your blood to tell all the Xianbei people on the grassland what will happen to betrayers and traitors!"

Having said that, Murong Chui's tone suddenly became excited.

After saying that, Murong Chui waved his hand, signaling the Longcheng cavalry around him to continue the attack.

He didn't want to waste any more time talking to He Gangui. In his opinion, such a person was not worth his time.

Seeing this, He Gangui felt a deep despair in his heart.

He knew that he was probably doomed today, but he was still unwilling to surrender.

He roared, brandished the weapon in his hand, and rushed towards Murong Chui with his guards.

However, all this was in vain.

(End of this chapter)