"(Zong language) the great patriarch ......"

Behind the patriarch of the Horn tribe, Bitatu, there was a young looking Horn cavalryman who slowly approached the former's side.

"(Purple) Boshel?" Bitatu looked in the direction of Ruocheng and asked casually.

The young cavalry bowed his head, and after answering, he said in a heavy tone: "The warriors who supervised the battle in front were sent back and forth, and the Wei people used tricks, and they set fire to cut off the way of the slaves...... That kind of 'heavenly fire', mortals can't get close. At this point, he paused, lowered his voice and said, "We have lost at least 20,000 slaves. ”

Hearing this, the small patriarchs of the surrounding tribes who were attached to the Qiangjiao tribe, such as "Gray Horn" and "Black Horn", couldn't help but whisper.

"The loss is actually ...... 20,000 slave soldiers? ”

How long has it been since the war began? Did you lose more than 20,000 slaves? ”

"The Wei people fight in this way, and they don't have much to lose at all!"

"There are more than 20,000 slaves...... I can't even consume the physical strength of the Wei army! ”

『……』

The patriarch of the Kajiao tribe, Bitatu, glanced at the small patriarchs who were talking about it, and suddenly laughed, and said with a contemptuous and arrogant face: "Patriarchs, what's wrong with you? It's just a trivial number of dead slaves that can be replenished at any time in the Northlands. ”

Hearing this, the little patriarchs were stunned, and the commotion gradually calmed down.

Just as Bitatu comforted them, it was only "more than 20,000 slave soldiers", and their Qiangjiao tribe "hunted" in the Northland, and the number of slaves they could capture was not limited to this?

That's what it says...... However, the Wei army, their strength is really terrifying, in such a short period of time, they actually killed more than 20,000 slave soldiers...... This kind of combat power is really not inferior to that 'Qin'. ”

A middle-aged man with a horse's face muttered beside him.

"Çalch ......"

Bitatu, the patriarch of the Kajiao tribe, glanced at the man beside him, and a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

"Now, as a help-seeker, are you hesitating?" Bitatu asked faintly.

The horse-faced middle-aged man named Cheralhe smiled bitterly when he heard this, shook his head and said: "One 'Qin' is enough to make my black side dizzy, I really don't want to provoke another 'Wei State' whose strength is not inferior to 'Qin'......"

It turned out that Cheralkh was the patriarch of a tribe called 'Wubian' that lived near the junction of the Qinling Mountains and Sanchuan.

Wubian is a large tribe with a mixture of the two tribes, and its strength is inferior to that of the Qianjiao tribe, but the intention of the two tribes to obtain more land is the same, just as the Qianjiao tribe has expanded to the north, and Wubian has gradually expanded to the northwest in recent years, which has provoked a clan called "Qin" living in the Qinling Mountains.

To the surprise of the Wubian tribe, the soldiers of the "Qin State" were unusually powerful, and it was hard to imagine that the more than 1,000 Wubian soldiers could not defeat the three or four hundred soldiers of the Qin State.

What made the Wubian tribe even more stunned was that while the Qin State was at war with them, it was actually at war with Longxi at the same time.

It's actually a two-front battle!

Although there were not many soldiers of the Qin State who fought on these two fronts, and they were inferior to their opponents, the troops of the Qin State resisted the attack stubbornly, on the one hand, more than half of the Qiang tribes pleaded for a truce, and at the same time, the Ji Wei clan who fought in Longxi asked for help from the Ji Zhao clan of the Wei State who was also out of the same group; On the other hand, the Wubian tribe was forced to ask for help from other large tribes.

And in the Sanchuan grassland, there are only four big tribes that have the ability to help the Wubian tribe, "Yi", "Ling", "Qian" and "Qianjiao", although the strength of the "Yanjiao" army is not bad, but as we all know, "Yanjiao" is the escort army that guards the Wuxu royal court, and will not leave the royal court.

However, it is a pity that among the three major tribes of "Yi", "Ling", and "Qian", the "Yi" tribe was extremely dissatisfied with Wubian's initiative to provoke "Qin" and lead such a terrible enemy to Sanchuan, and ordered Wubian to reconcile with Qin; The two major tribes of "Ling" and "Karma" are competing with the Ba country in the south for a piece of land equivalent to most of the "Land of Three Rivers", and the war situation is not optimistic.

Therefore, Cheralch found the Qiangjiao tribe, after all, the Qiangjiao tribe had achieved great results in several attacks against the Hu people of the "Northland", and its strength gradually grew.

However, Bitatu, the patriarch of the Qiangjiao tribe, proposed a quid pro quo, that is, to let Wubian assist the Qianjiao tribe in defeating the Wei state, and then the Qianjiao would assist Wubian in defeating the Qin state.

Cheralch did not rush to reply, after all, the news of 'the Wei army killing Sanchuan like a bamboo' had already spread throughout the land of Sanchuan, so he only replied to Bitatu at that time, he wanted to see the strength of the Wei army with his own eyes, after all, for the Wubian tribe, a single 'Qin' has made them unable to support it, if they provoke a country whose strength is not inferior to 'Qin', then the Wubian tribe will really have no way to live.

And in terms of all that he had seen so far, Celalch felt that the Plateau Celestial God did not seem to hear his prayers: the strength of the Wei army was unusually terrifying, giving him the illusion that it was not inferior to the 'Qin army'.

Probably guessing the retreat in Cheralhe's heart, the patriarch of the Horn tribe Bitatu said coldly: "Patriarch Cheralhe, 'If you want to have a large piece of meat to eat, you have to raise the lamb first', this little child knows the truth, you don't know, right?" …… Until the Wei people are defeated, I'm afraid my Qiangjiao tribe won't be able to help you much. ”

Hearing this, the patriarch of the Wubian tribe, Cheralhe, frowned, and emphasized again: "Bitatu, the Qin people are not just provoked by our Wubian tribe and send troops, they are expanding southward, therefore, this is not just a matter of my Wubian tribe, it is a matter of the entire Sanchuan. …… The Qin people intend to swallow this land! ”

"......" Bitatu glanced at Cheralch coldly, not wanting to listen to the latter words.

Because of Celalch's words, my ears are almost calloused these days.

What "should be negotiated with Wei and then concentrate all the forces of the Sanchuan tribe to fight with the Qin state and thwart its ambition to swallow Sanchuan", and negotiate with Wei? Are you kidding!

Bitatu pursed his lips dismissively, believing that it was just a lie by Celalhe's desire to seek help, and that the clan called 'Qin' could not be so powerful that it could fight with Qiang, Longxi, and Wubian at the same time, and still have the strength to expand outward.

You know, as far as Bitatu knows, what is the "Qin State", it used to be just a small clan that shrank in the Qin Mountains, well, although it is indeed difficult to deal with, and it has repelled the westward expansion of their Qin people several times, but even so, Bitatu does not believe that the Qin State has the strength to expand externally.

"And Wei is different, it is a country that does have the strength to take away this land......

Different from his usual arrogant posture, Bitatu silently looked at the city for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Patriarch Cheralhe, with or without the assistance of Wubian, I will defeat the army of Wei and ...... Keep winning. ”

"It's ...... Threaten me?'

Cheralch frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, asked, "Even if the army of the Wei State can drive the 'Heavenly Fire'?" ”

"Skyfire?" Bitatu sneered, "That's not a heavenly fire, it's just a black oil." …… The Wei people put that black oil in wooden barrels and transported it to Sanchuan...... It's not inexhaustible. ”

After that, a sneer appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "That's the end of today. …… Ordered, retreated! ”

As a horn whistle representing the retreat sounded in the main formation of the horns, the army of the horns finally retreated.

Seeing this, the hundreds of people of the "Yi" tribe and the "Yanjiao" army who were watching the battle on another hillside also retreated.

The siege battle on the first day ended in victory for the Wei army.

Subsequently, Wu Ji of the Shang Shui Army personally came to the felt tent in the city and told Zhao Hongrun the news of the "retreat of the Qianjiao army".

"The army of the horns retreated unexpectedly...... It's unexpectedly decisive.'"

Zhao Hongrun stood on the edge of the mud plate, staring at the large red chess pieces representing the army of the horns on the west side of the city in the mud plate.

I have to say that the reaction of the patriarch of the Qiangjiao tribe, Bitatu, made Zhao Hongrun feel a little abnormal.

Because in Zhao Hongrun's impression, Bitatu was a tribal patriarch who was quite arrogant and didn't seem to take Wei in the slightest, so it is not surprising that such a person invested hundreds of thousands of slave soldiers in the first siege battle, as if he planned to capture the land in one go.

The strange thing is that when their Wei side used fire to block those slave soldiers from approaching the western city wall, the Qianjiao army actually chose to retreat decisively, instead of forcibly attacking the western city wall, or attacking the northern and southern city walls in a roundabout way, regardless of the life or death of the slave soldiers.

This is a bit unexpected.

"This king knows, you can step down, Wu Ji."

"Yes."

Wu Ji retreated from the felt tent as he said.

In this way, the first day passed, and the next day, when the merchant army guarding the city was preparing for the second day's attack of the Qiangjiao army, the Qiangjiao cavalry was dispatched.

I saw that a few hundred cavalry of the Horned Horns, outside the range of the crossbowmen on the city wall, fired a wave of rockets outside the city, igniting the oil that Wu Ji had just ordered his soldiers to dump outside the city, causing the fire outside the city to rise to the sky again.

After doing this, the Horned Cavalry immediately retreated, leaving only the soldiers of the merchant navy who stared at the fire outside the city.

"I've been recognized......

When Zhao Hongrun learned about this, he paced back and forth in the tent, frowning and silent.

Zhao Hongrun was not surprised that he tried to see through the tactics of fire on defense again, but what surprised him was that the people of the Jiaojiao actually saw through the truth of the "black water", instead of blindly thinking that it was the heavenly fire that Wei led down from the sky like ordinary people of the two tribes, which made Zhao Hongrun feel a little tricky.

After all, if you can't stop those crazy slave soldiers with the sea of fire, if you want to block those crazy slave soldiers in the city, you can only rely on your real skills.

There is no way, after stripping off the mystery of "Heavenly Fire", it is too simple to crack Zhao Hongrun's tactic of using fire to defend, and only a few rockets can make the Wei army lose a large amount of precious oil in vain on the basis of not having any gains.

"Patriarchs, it's time to embody our 'enlightenment'."

Facing the patriarchs in the tent, Zhao Hongrun said with a sinking face. (To be continued.) )