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Chapter 661 The Attack: Murong Chui, the "Hero of the World"!

Unfortunately, they later encountered Emperor Daowu, Tuoba Gui, which was undoubtedly a misfortune for the Murong Xianbei.

There is no doubt that Murong Chui could defeat Tuoba Gui, but Murong Chui was too old. At 70 years old, he was no match for the 25-year-old Tuoba Gui. The advantage of time lay with Tuoba Gui.

Despite his illness, Murong Chui personally led the expedition, excavating the Taihang Mountains. Tuoba Gui fled in panic, unable to mount a resistance.

Murong Chui died of illness during his personal campaign, and famous generals such as Murong Nong, Murong Long, and Murong Lin could only be defeated by Tuoba Gui, who crushed the Later Yan in just over a year.

The strong are not afraid of meeting other strong people, but they are afraid of meeting younger generations. Murong Chui is a prime example of this.

If Murong Chui were also in his twenties, then Tuoba Gui would have been stuck in the northern nomadic life, serving as a tribal chief.

However, Murong Chui was getting old. He didn't lack outstanding sons, but he lacked sons as outstanding as Tuoba Gui. This was the tragedy of the Murong Xianbei.

Apart from Tuoba Gui, few of the famous generals of the same era could actually defeat the combined forces of Murong Nong, Murong Long, and others.

It wasn't that the Murong brothers weren't powerful, but rather that a stronger opponent, Tuoba Gui, appeared, and they couldn't win.

Under Murong Chui's command, the Murong brothers led the Longcheng cavalry in a charge, and even Tuoba Gui could only flee.

Without Murong Chui to command, whether it was the one-on-one battle of Bingzhou (Murong Nong) or the joint battle of Baisi, the Murong brothers were completely outmatched by Tuoba Gui. They never won and could only flee to Liaodong, returning to the starting point of the Murong Xianbei.

"Murong Ling, you will lead the left-wing cavalry to encircle the western flank of the Hegan people and cut off their retreat."

At the forefront of the army, Murong Chui calmly issued the order, his voice not loud, but carrying an unquestionable authority.

"Yes, sir!"

Murong Ling nodded slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, he led a troop of cavalry to quickly maneuver to the left, the sound of hooves rising and dust billowing.

"Murong Nong, you and Murong Long will jointly lead the Central Army's Longcheng cavalry to directly attack the Hegan's camp. Remember, it must be swift and fierce, giving them no chance to catch their breath."

Murong Chui then gave the order, his tone revealing his trust in the two generals.

"Rest assured, Commander, we will certainly not fail in our mission!"

Murong Nong and Murong Long exchanged a glance and then bowed in response.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. With a command from Murong Chui, the Xianbei army started moving again. As the sound of hooves grew louder, it began to form a thunderous roar, like an unstoppable torrent rushing towards the camp of the Hegan people.

Meanwhile, the tribe of Hegan remained peaceful.

They never expected that the army of the Murong Xianbei would appear before them so suddenly.

Many of the He cadres' sons were still cooking over fires, while women and children were playing in the camp, completely unaware of the impending danger.

However, this tranquility was soon shattered by the sound of the Xianbei army's hooves.

The central army led by Murong Nong and Murong Long took the lead, brandishing their sabers and shouting deafeningly as they surged into the Hegan's camp like a black tidal wave.

"kill!"

Murong Nong roared and slashed down with his saber, splitting a He cadre's son in two.

Blood splattered everywhere, but this only fueled the ferocity of the Xianbei men.

Murong Long was not to be outdone. The Dragon City cavalry he led were brave and invincible. Every charge was like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, defeating the Hegan soldiers one after another.

The blood-soaked saber gleamed coldly in the sunlight; each swing took a life.

Under the fierce attack of Murong Nong and Murong Long, the Hegan's camp was thrown into chaos.

Many of the tribespeople fled in panic, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

However, the Xianbei men, like cheetahs, relentlessly pursued their prey.

Murong Ling's left-wing cavalry successfully outflanked the western side of the Hegan tribe, mercilessly reaping the lives of the Hegan soldiers like the scythe of death.

Many of the He cadres' sons attempted to break through to the west, but were all defeated by Murong Ling's cavalry.