"Father!" The sand sculpture hung on the city wall yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Let him go." Zhao Bin ordered, and Wang Wu cut the rope with a knife. There was only a thud, and the sand sculpture fell to the ground hard.
Zhao Bin frowned: "Damn, Dayong, you..."
"Hehe, it's okay, Your Majesty, if you look at it, you won't die if you fall."
Sure enough, the screams of the sand sculptures came from under the city wall. He stood up hard, his mouth full of blood, and walked hard towards Sharzhu, as if every step he took was very difficult.
He knelt down in front of Shaerzhu's body and shouted in pain: "King Yan, I want to kill you."
Several soldiers stepped forward and dragged the bodies of Sha Diao and Sar Zhu back. After hearing the news, Modohar and Ousa Chaha hurriedly ran out of the camp and gasped when they saw Sar Zhu's tragic body. A breath of cool air.
Osachaha grabbed a soldier by the collar and shouted, "What on earth is going on? How did the big leader become like this?"
The soldier told the unbelievable scene just now. Ousachaha couldn't believe it. What kind of person could shoot such a thick arrow? Even the strongest warrior of their Jie tribe could not shoot such an arrow.
"The big leader is dead, what should we do now?" Modohar looked at Ousa Chaha with questioning eyes.
"What should I do? I want to avenge my father!" said the sand sculpture lying on the ground.
"Revenge? Why are you taking revenge? You are a shame to our Sand Wolf Tribe. If it weren't for you, how could things have reached this point?"
The sand sculpture roared and got up from the ground and rushed towards Modohar: "Ah! What did you say? Say it again."
Modohar pushed him away: "If it weren't for you, how could the leader be so desperate to attack Xiguan and Yancheng? It's all because you brought shame to the Shalang tribe."
The sand sculpture rushed to a soldier beside him, pulled out the scimitar from his waist and pointed it at Modohar: "I will kill you." After saying that, he waved the scimitar and slashed at Modohar. However, he lost his mind and had no ability at all. After injuring Modohar, Modohar ducked and let the charging sand sculpture pass, and then knocked it to the ground with a punch.
"Huh, I'm going back to the grassland with my warriors." After saying this, Moldoha left with his men.
"Modohar, you can't leave." Osachaha stopped in front of him and said.
"The big leader is dead. The sand sculpture is the big leader of our sand wolf tribe. No one can leave without his order." Osachaha continued.
"Go away, he is not worthy of being our leader, he is a disgrace to the Sand Wolf Tribe!" He said and pushed Ousachaha away.
"If you dare to leave, I will kill you now!" Ousachaha, who was pushed away, immediately pulled out his scimitar, and the entourage behind him also drew out his scimitar and pointed it at Modohar and others.
The soldiers behind Modohar also quickly drew out their scimitars to protect him.
"Hmph, then come and try. I, Modohar, have as many warriors as you. It's not that easy to eat me."
"If you leave like this, the Great Khan won't let you go."
"As long as I guard Xiguan, the Great Khan will not blame me, but will reward me. If you want to accompany him to death, then you can stay." After speaking, Modohar stopped staying and led the people toward his tent. go.
Soon, Modohar took his remaining four thousand cavalry and headed northwest.
Osachha helped the sand sculpture into the camp and called the medical officer to treat its wounds.
"Uncle Osachaha, you will support me, right?"
"My subordinates will support the young leader to take over the tribe, but right now, we must retreat. This matter must be reported to the Great Khan." Osachaha said.
"No, I must kill everyone in Yancheng." Sha Diao said with blood-red eyes.
Ousa Chaha suddenly thought of something and asked: "How many soldiers and horses are there in Yan City?"
Sha Diao didn't understand what he meant, and said with some confusion: "Why, don't you know, there are only a few thousand people!"
"Thousands of people? Impossible. Judging from the number of previous arrows, there are definitely more than a few thousand people in Yancheng."
"It's true. There are no extra people in Yancheng. And many people have been injured. The most that can be defended now is more than 3,000 people."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Tomorrow morning the whole army will attack the city and capture Yancheng in one fell swoop to avenge my father."
"But we don't have that many siege ladders now."
"Then let people go and cut the wood overnight."
"The army has been fighting continuously for several days, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to sustain."
"Uncle Osa Chaha, I know you are working hard, but King Yan and the others are also working hard. As long as we attack Yan City, I promise that half of the spoils of Yan City will belong to your Osa clan."
Osacha thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but if we can't win Yancheng in the next battle tomorrow, we must retreat."
"Can."
After the two sides reached an agreement, Osachaha arranged for men to cut down trees to make siege ladders, and at the same time called the five thousand people in the south back to the camp.
Once Modohar left, there were only a few thousand people left in the Sand Wolf Tribe camp.
However, before dawn, a group of cavalry from the north directly attacked their camp.
The soldiers on the top of the city looked at the Jie Clan camp with flames rising into the sky. The Jie Clan soldiers began to flee in panic, shouting and killing loudly.
Qin Fang, who heard the cry of killing, immediately climbed up the city wall and asked, "What happened?"
"Captain, a group of cavalry attacked the Jie Clan camp outside the city."
"Where did the cavalry come from?"
"Coming from the north, could it be that the defenders from Xiguan have arrived?" Hao Tong asked.
"No, Xiguan doesn't have so many war horses, and they are basically infantry."
"Who is that?"
Qin Fang also had a puzzled look on his face. He kept looking at the battlefield in the distance with his binoculars. The scene was in chaos and he could not clearly see the situation of both sides.
"Captain, why don't we go out to help and take the opportunity to eat all the Jie tribe members?"
"Don't worry, we haven't figured out the situation yet. If we go out rashly, we'll be in trouble if we fall into the trap."
Zhao Bin quickly came to the city wall and looked confused after asking about the situation.
The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the shouts of killing continued. Only then did Qin Fang clearly see the attire of the cavalry, "Your Majesty, they are the cavalry of the Xianbei people."
"Xianbei cavalry? Why did they come?" Zhao Bin asked doubtfully.
"have no idea."
Under the protection of personal guards, Osachaha and the sand sculpture fled to the northwest.
However, when he was approaching Xiguan, he met several fleeing Jie soldiers. There was also a tragic battle near Xiguan last night.
Modohar's troops were ambushed by Lu Biao at the entrance of the valley in Xiguan, and almost the entire army was destroyed.
Modohar was also shot to death by random arrows. It turned out that Xiguan had been lost yesterday, the road to Yancheng was blocked, and the remaining soldiers fled towards the grassland, so no one informed them.
Osachaha cursed loudly, and then led a dozen soldiers towards the foothills of the north, trying to return to the grassland through the mountain path.
After dawn, the Xianbei people divided into different teams to hunt down the Jie soldiers who escaped during the night.
A dozen Jie tribe cavalry slowly approached the north gate of Yan City. An old man took off his helmet and shouted to the people on the city wall: "Su He suddenly met His Highness King Yan."
"Chief Suhe? Why is it you?" Zhao Bin shouted from the city wall.
"Hahaha, it seems we are not late! Can you open the city gate and let a few of us enter the city?"
Zhao Bin looked at the Xianbei troops parked in the distance, and then at the few people under the city, and then ordered Wang Wu and Dayong to go down and open the city gate, and be sure to take extra precautions.
The city gate was quickly opened, several people dismounted and walked into the city, and the gate was closed again. Zhao Bin, accompanied by Qin Fang, came down from the city wall.
"Su Hetu has met His Highness King Yan!" Su Hetu said with a smile on his face.
"Su and the clan leader are fine."
"Hahaha, thanks to the prince. Oh, let me introduce you to the prince." Su He Tu pointed at a person behind him. He saw that this person was tall and slender, wearing a golden shiny mail armor. There was still unwiped blood on his face, and on the armor Also covered in blood.
"This is our Tuoba Khan's third princess, Princess Leyang!"
"Leyang has met His Highness King Yan!"
Zhao Bin was suddenly stunned. He looked at the person in front of him who bowed his hands and saluted: "Princess?"
Princess Leyang couldn't help but smile when she heard this: "Why is His Highness King Yan so surprised? In our Xianbei tribe, women are also very good warriors."
"Hahaha, it's indeed a bit unexpected. Welcome!" Zhao Bin said a few words politely, then pulled Su Hetu aside and asked.
"I said, Chief Suhe, what's going on?"
"Your Majesty, you are a friend of our Xianbei people, and we are here to help."
"I know you are here to help, why did you bring the princess?"
"Our Xianbei people's scouting horses discovered the actions of the Shalang tribe. The Khan said that you are our friend, so he sent Princess Leyang with the cavalry to reinforce you. Otherwise, you think we Suhetu have so many people. ah"
"Oh, that's it." Zhao Bin turned to Princess Leyang and cupped his hands and said: "Thank you very much Princess Leyang for coming to reinforce me. I am very grateful. Princess, please come and sit with us in the palace."
Then he led everyone towards the palace.
