On the outskirts of Xuwu County, Murong Yu led a 20,000 army under his command to play a triumphant song and prepare to return.

Behind this army are more than 10,000 young men and women, with carts of food, cloth, pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens and other livestock and poultry.

At this moment, a young man dressed in a nobleman next to Murong Yu came to him and said with a smile: "Sir, this time we will have a lot of harvest. Needless to say, just over ten thousand slaves can increase the power of our tribe a lot. A small half of them are women. As long as these women give birth to children for us, in less than twenty years, the population of our tribe will definitely exceed that of Duan tribe. By then, the winner of the Eastern Master of Xianbei will be from our Murong tribe."

When Murong Yu heard this, he shook his head and said, "How is it so easy? Now Duan's tribe has tens of thousands of people. Not only are there tribes living in western Liaoning, but there are tribes in the Xianbei royal court, with a deeper foundation than ours. Therefore, it is not easy to live with them. However, we can slowly plunder some Han people, accumulate wealth, and find ways to grow stronger step by step. Especially now that Liu He is fighting with Gongsun Zan, many places are not at all, so we can take advantage of the situation to rob. As for this excuse, it is also very simple. We just want to help Liu He resist Gongsun Zan's tyrannical rule. At that time, we will give the land and the old man to Liu He, take away the young, young children and women by themselves, and take each of them to take what they need. I believe that even Liu He can't say anything."

"Sir, it's really a clever plan. In this way, we can win both fame and fortune. We may be able to gain Liu He's friendship in the future. At that time, we can deal with Duan's army with the help of Liu He." The aristocratic young man gave a thumbs up and then said with a dance.

Murong Yu also nodded and said, "This time you have talked about my heart. Jun'er, you are the young leader of our Murong clan and the future heir. You must have more brains in your work in the future. Never act voluntarily, because what you are responsible for behind you is the rise and fall of our entire clan."

"No. Father, I know, please rest assured. I will definitely live up to my father's expectations and revitalize my Murong family." The young noble Murong Jun clenched his fists and said solemnly.

After saying that, Murong Jun walked behind the team, raised his whip and shouted at the captured Han people: "Go quickly, go quickly, walk slowly, be careful of the whip!"

While speaking, he also used a whip to whip a slow young man.

At this time, a woman behind the young man said in grief and anger: "How can you do this? My husband couldn't walk because he had typhoid fever."

"What? Have typhoid fever? Why didn't you say it earlier? This disease is contagious. Fortunately, I knew it early. Otherwise, we would have worked hard this time. Someone came and dragged him out and chopped him out."

Murong Jun looked glad and said to the sick young wife: "Miss, you have made contributions to reporting. When you return to the tribe, I will definitely find a good master for you."
Chapter completed!