Yesterday evening, a light rain fell that stopped the Han army outside the city.

It was early in the morning, and the light rain had stopped for some time, and under the shroud of the thin morning mist, what should have been a vibrant horse city was dead silence at the moment.

He Lian hadn't slept well for two consecutive nights, and was sitting in the back hall of the mansion in a daze at the moment, with no arrogance and recklessness in his eyes, only a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Wang, the soldiers haven't eaten for two days, and if we continue like this, if we don't wait for the Han people to attack, our people are afraid that they will starve to death first!" A tribal leader looked at Helian's expression cautiously.

"Haven't the head and the budugan come yet?" He Lian asked subconsciously.

Everyone shook their heads when they heard this, and the entire back hall was shrouded in an unspeakable depression, these Xianbei people who seemed arrogant when the city was broken, were like frosted eggplants at this moment.

Eight thousand Xianbei iron cavalry, they can't beat the three thousand Han army, they also admit it, even if they face the elite Han army during the Tanshihuai period, they don't have a temper, but the eight thousand cavalry are surrounded by thousands of infantry, which is a bit of a, but it really happened.

Originally, with the grain stock in Macheng, they could still deal with the Han army and look forward to reinforcements, but a fire suddenly burned out the night before yesterday, burning their last bit of hope, and a fire burned the grain in Macheng cleanly, until now, they can't figure out which of the Han troops who suddenly appeared and disappeared came from.

He Lian slaughtered hundreds of nearby civilians that day, but it caused a huge conflict, and hundreds of Xianbei warriors died in that massacre.

What's worse is that without food and grass, then their plan to consume with the Han army will not be able to be implemented, and now there are only two ways to think of it, the first is to kill horses!

They had thousands of war horses, and if they were all killed, they would use horse meat as food, enough for them to last for several more months, but without horses, why should they fight the Han army again?

Foot combat? Even if there are twice as many people and horses, they may not be able to win, from the Tanshihuai era and even more numerous battles, has proved that the Han army in the infantry battle in the unparalleled combat power, the Xianbei people who lost their horses are afraid that even the breakthrough has become difficult, not to mention that these days the Xianbei army has lost a lot, and the Han army has come to a supporter, the number of the two sides is not large, out of the city and the Han army foot battle is basically a death-seeking behavior.

The second way is to break through immediately, just those horse traps outside the city are enough to wipe out the Xianbei soldiers who have less than 6,000 left, and those palm-sized horse traps have become a nightmare for He Lian and others.

After a brief question-and-answer session, there was another unspeakable silence in the back hall, until it was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Oh no, the fight is on!" A Xianbei warrior rushed in and hurried towards Heliandao.

"What's the fight?" He Lian was irritable in his heart, and he couldn't help but be irritable when he heard the words.

"The leader of Tuhuan led his subordinates to rob the food of those people in the city, and was met with fierce resistance, the leader of Tuhuan was killed, and the warriors of his subordinates went crazy, and now they have been killed in the south of the city, and they can't be controlled."

"What!?" He Lian stood up with an ugly face, and then his heart moved, and he turned his head to look at the other leaders: "Gather all the warriors and set off, kill all these people!" ”

"Wang, in this way, I am afraid that the whole of Macheng will rebel against us!" One of the leaders worried.

"It doesn't matter so much, they don't die, it's us who die!" He Lian snorted coldly and said categorically.

"Yes!" When everyone heard this, they nodded their heads and agreed, and left quickly, wanting to live, and now there is only this way to go.

For them, there is still a way to go, that is, to break the cauldron and fight to the death with the Han army, but both Helian and the tribal leaders have chosen to ignore this.

Before the overwhelming attack of the Han army and the dense trap outside the city, it has made them have a heart of death out of the city, compared to the murderous Han army, although there are many people in the city, but after all, it is not a force twisted into one, rather than facing those murderous Han army, it is easier to deal with these people who do not have much combat effectiveness, although these people used to have a lot of Xianbei people, but since they are naturalized, they are Han people, and the things of the Han people are robbed by them, isn't that a natural thing?

Half an hour later, the Xianbei people who had been stationed in the school yard in the city suddenly came out of the school yard and launched a brutal killing and looting against the ignorant naturalized people in the city.

At first, those Hu people thought that such a big battle was to fight to the death with the Han people outside the city, but when the black and oppressive rain of arrows and the swords that flashed in the morning sun fell on their heads, they were shocked to realize that the target of these people was not the Han people outside the city, but them, I don't know how many people fell in a pool of blood for the first time under the sudden slaughter.

"Don't kill me! I'm a Xianbei person! A Xianbei man knelt on the ground, wailing bitterly, shouting fluent Xianbei words in his mouth, but what awaited him was the hideous expression of the Xianbei warrior and the cold blade.

"I'm fighting with you!" A burly strong man lifted a pillar that was thick and hugged and smashed it out, and five Xianbei knights were smashed off their horses alive.

"Die!" Picking up a mace, the burly strong man smashed the head of a Xianbei warrior to pieces, and was about to step forward and smash several other Xianbei warriors to death, in the rapid sound of horses' hooves, a Xianbei knight had already passed by him, and the war knife in his hand left a series of dazzling afterimages in the air, and in the blood splash, the strong man's body was staggered a few steps by the strong inertia, his eyes gradually became dim, and the burly body fell to the ground.

The originally death-like silence of Ma Cheng seemed to have become a battlefield of Shura in an instant, and the bloody murderous aura was accompanied by countless fighting sounds, all over the entire city, and a fight without warning suddenly began to spread throughout Ma Cheng.