In the Xihe sunshine, there was a slight wind blowing and the smell of blood.

The horse's hooves churned wildly.

In the field, the farmer in coarse clothes stopped what was in his hands, either turned his head or straightened his head and looked over. He looked at the small slope in front of him, war horses, figures, blades, hundreds of cavalrymen rushed into the fields like a torrent of rushing horses and rushed away. Piles of crops fell under the tumbling horses' hooves. At the very front, a Dayuan man reacted from a brief moment of stunned silence. When he realized that the Xianbei cavalry rushed towards him, he poked out his blade and slashed hard on his chest. He rolled twice in the wheat field. As he died, the huge horses' hooves reflected in his eyes, and then stepped down, and his brains splashed on the yellowing wheat ears.

"ah"

A shrill scream sounded first from somewhere. When the corpse was pounced down, the busy farmers in the fields threw away the farm tools in panic, or the woman picked up the children playing by the field and turned around and ran away desperately. The roar from behind became clearer and clearer. The scattered cavalry swept over, waving the blade and making a cry, cutting into the panic figures. Someone turned his head and looked back, then pulled his vision into the sky, and his head flew down.

The wheat fields were already in chaos, with a slightly yellow ocean. Countless people fleeing Dayuan were chased by their tails and cut into the fields. The farmer who didn't know what was going on was standing still and watched the road with camels. The next second, they widened their eyes in horror and ran wildly towards the city.

The Xianbei cavalry that spread across the farmland had no intention of stopping. The war horses, human armor, and weapons were stained with blood, rushed onto the road savagely and fiercely. Camels neighed and blocked the road in chaos. The crowds behind who had no time to escape were blocked and killed by knives.

Some Xianbei people dispersed most of the farmers. With the sound of fighting, they jumped off their horses and tore off their clothes and pounced on them. The heart-wrenching screams were heard far away. In the bright sky, there were many naked Dayuan women running. Behind them were two or three Xianbei cavalrymen riding horses and chasing them. When they met a man who was blocking them, they directly killed them with one knife, and then took the woman who was struggling and crying back to the camp.

Next to a woman who was struggling and crying, a boy about six or seven years old was sitting in the overwhelming wheat field, crying loudly, looking at his mother whose clothes were torn off, and on the other side was his father's body lying in a pool of blood.

The war horse was spraying heavily and stepped on the soft soil. The huge shadow blocked the sun. The little boy with deep eyes and high nose looked up in a daze, with tears still hanging on the corners of his eyes. The war horse near him swung his loose mane, and the bloodthirsty man was on it. He looked at the child beneath him, and his scarlet tongue stuck out his lips and licked the blood on his short beard.

The side of the horse, the blade turns, the tip of the nose is facing upward, and a sudden wave

His head, which was still frightened, rolled on the soil, and his thin body sitting on the ground fell down. The Xianbei cavalry on the horse licked the knife edge, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ahhh"

The moment the woman there saw the child's head severing, she cried heart-wrenchingly and bit the enemy's arm pressing on her body. When the other party got up in pain, tears flowed down, and she crawled towards the child with all her might. Then she was nailed to the ground by a spear that stabbed her.

The bitten Xianbei cavalry kicked the body again, cursed and mounted their horses and companions in other directions to look for the next prey...Around, and even slightly further directions, more grassland cavalry completed the encirclement and were surrounding them from the foothills of the southeast and northeast.

Someone lit a torch and burned the nearby villages. The return wind from the valley pushed the fire away and spread toward the forest and the wheat fields, as if spreading on the ground like a red and yellow carpet.

The killings in the east are still advancing, and a large number of Dayuan people who are fleeing are stretching on the road, and the news has not yet been conveyed to Yucheng City.

The fortress carved from rocks can overlook the whole city. Although the style is Greece, there have been several battles in this city, from the original aesthetic to a more defensive role.

Several pairs of feet walked across the cold floor, and language that outsiders could not understand continued to ring in the fort.

"The news that the Han people entered the east has not been here for a month. Yuchengcheng is a heavy fortress on the border. I am worried that the Han people will invade here again."

The footsteps stopped in front of the wooden carved window. The person who spoke was Meitu, the king of this fortress and one of the only two deputy kings in Dayuan. He was relatively cautious. After receiving the Han people reentered the eastern part of the Pamir Mountains, he strengthened patrols here, with a team of hundreds of people patrolling the two foothills and the valley on the front for about twenty miles. Unfortunately, the troops were not enough, otherwise he would turn the range east of the Pamir Mountains and approach the Shule Kingdom.

Of course, the entire Dayuan was not sufficient. Even though he sent messengers to inform Guishan City to add reinforcements, in case of accidents, more than a month passed, there was still no sign of increasing troops.

"… Shanmeng did not learn from the lessons of the past, and also dispersed his troops into the hands of Xiao Wang from all departments. If it weren't for the hard support of this border city over the years, Shache and Shule had already been calling on the other side of the east, and Kangju in the north had been peeping."

"After all, Dayuan is not strong. After the Han people left, Shache Kingdom came to bully us again. Kangju and Wusun were also on it. I heard that last month, Dayuezhi sent people to lobby various tribes to make Dayuan surrender. It seemed that any country around regarded our country as a sheep, and would cut a piece of meat when they wanted to eat it."

Smack

Mai Tu patted on the windowsill and looked at the bustling streets in the city. A fast horse was running wildly, "... Shan Meng is not yet enterprising."

"Send someone to Guishan City to persuade Shanmeng to increase his troops and station him. In addition, Ershi City also needs people to go and tell King Varuti to expand the cavalry..."

After retracting his gaze from outside, after saying this, Meitu turned around and was about to walk down the stone stairs and headed into the hall.

As soon as he sat down, the hurried figure outside had jumped off his war horse and was stopped by the palace guards. After a quick conversation, the guards escorted him to the castle quickly and met King Yu Cheng who was coming down.

"Your Highness, something happened outside..." The person who passed the message spoke in a hurry.

A guard suddenly sounded in the city corridor: "What's going on outside?"

Meitu hurriedly stepped back to the top, and a group of guards surrounded the window and looked out of the city. He hurriedly pushed away the figure in front and squeezed into front. He looked far away at the field east of Yucheng City. He was shocked by the more than ten huge smoke pillars. The outline of the fire was burning into pieces in the distance.

A shrill scream could faintly reach here, and countless small black dots fled in chaos and rushed towards the city gate. Behind the subjects were dense figures of cavalry chasing, dividing the crowd into several pieces, surrounding them, shooting arrows, or stabbing them with spears, and being slaughtered. A large number of broken corpses fell on the roads, wheat fields, and grass...

The mottled blood is still shocking even though it is far away.

Meitu looked red with his eyes and punched him on the stone window. From the report of the fast horse, he knew that the army outside was wearing Han armor and that it was the Han people. He quickly issued an order to ask the 20,000 troops in the city to go up to the city wall, "I sounded the alarm bell and told the subjects not to go out to the streets, and sent people to Guishan, and Ershi told them everything here."

The speech paused and gritted his teeth: "I will hold here until reinforcements arrive!"

Then, he changed into armor, took the soldiers in the castle and joined the soldiers who had left the barracks and walked up to the city. In the distance, countless eyes were staring at the fields outside the city and between the roads, shaking figures were driven away and gathered together. Thousands of Dayuan people were crowded together, and behind were dense arrays of cavalry. Some rangers held bows and arrows and waved their whips to drive the crowd towards the city wall.

A miserable cry came to the top of the city.

Looking at the other party's formation, Meitu felt a little uneasy.

"They are going to attack the city..."

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