The grass soldiers below the city wall began to shout, and their morale was high, and it seemed that they would soon be able to achieve victory.

"Hehe, these fools still think that the salt was dug up in the ground......" said Kuafu with a sneering face.

Hou Yi panted and said to Lin Yuan: "They deceive people too much! Let my archers shoot them! ”。

Lin Yuan didn't respond to him, just glanced at the horizon in the distance, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said loudly outside the city wall:

"No, there's a third option, it's just that this one is yours for you! Grass Clan. Lin Yuan still said calmly, he paused, and then said:

"You drop your weapons now, I think for the sake of your help to clear the Maiji Mountain, I will let you live and go back to your Central Plains, from now on, the price of salt, the supply of salt, all up to me, and you, don't want to set foot on our Xianyang territory again!"

As soon as Lin Yuan's words fell, the grass clan patriarch below immediately let out a loud laugh that shook the sky:

"Wowhaha!! What a mouthful! Lao Tzu is not talking nonsense, Grass Clan warriors, rush! Set foot in Xianyang! Salt is our grass family's! ”

"Shoot !!" Lin Yuan issued an order almost at the same time.

In an instant, the Xianyang archers, who were already eager to try, shot out a rain of arrows in the sky, and the grass soldiers below also launched a charge, they broke the stone spears, and used the bamboo poles they carried with them to piece together a simple suspension bridge, erected on the moat around the city wall, and carefully climbed over.

A strong wind struck, and a rain of arrows shot at these soldiers, and a miserable howl sounded, and in an instant, they fell down.

Some of the enemies who were not hit by the arrows also fell off the drawbridge because they dodged the arrows, and were stabbed to death on the sharp barbs at the bottom of the moat, and countless scorpions and centipedes quickly drowned those who fell into the moat.

"Rush! Rush it all! The patriarch of the grass clan gave the order to die, and he relied on his large number of people to force his soldiers to continue to rush forward one by one......

The rain of arrows has been falling, and the people of the grass tribe are also constantly dying, gradually, the corpses of the grass tribe have filled the moat, and some later soldiers began to step on the corpses of their own people, rushing to the city gate, and countless grass soldiers began to hit the city gate hard.

Tongyu stood on the city wall, looking at the city gate where dust and debris kept falling, and saw that this city gate would not last long.

"King Yan...... How...... What should I do? There are too many of them! We can't hold on to the city gates......"

Lin Yuan waved his hand violently, gently covered Tongyu's cherry mouth, smiled slightly, and said:

"Believe me, I, Lin Yuan, have never lost a battle!"

Then he violently shouted:

"Herald! Trumpet! Wave the flag! ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

Bursts of high-pitched horns came from the four corners of the city wall and resounded throughout the Gobi Desert.

Immediately afterward, near the surrounding skyline, there was also a burst of horns:

"Woo woo woo ......"

Tongyu was startled and hurriedly looked around.

It turned out that on the surrounding Gobi Desert, I don't know when, there was already a group of people in black, and they waved bright red flags one after another, which was the same color as the flags waved on Xianyang City.

"Your own people? They...... They are ......"

Tongyu said to himself in surprise.

The grass tribes who were really attacking under the city wall also noticed the changes around them, and they turned back in surprise, looking at the enemies that appeared around them, and for a while, they actually forgot to continue attacking the city gate.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The sound of the horn became more and more intense, and the surrounding troops were advancing rapidly, especially the one due north, which was as fast as flying.

In the blink of an eye, a team of men and horses had rushed to the grass tribe, and the soldiers of the grass tribe were all stunned, and everyone was riding a horse in this troop that rushed in, they were cavalry, and they were the god of death!

This strictly trained cavalry put on a triangular offensive formation, like a sharp blade, stabbed into the heart of the grass army, tearing the opponent in half, and then turned and charged again!

When the cavalry charged for the third time, other infantry around the Gobi also rushed to the grass tribe, and many infantry began to fight in short arms, and for a while, the shouts and screams resounded throughout the Gobi.

The battle began quickly and ended even faster.

Lin Yuan waved his hand violently, and the short horn sound on the city wall came to mind:

"Woo Woo Toot ......"

This is a signal to stop.

The killing under the walls stopped.

The gate of Xianyang slowly opened, and a stream of yellow sand with the smell of blood blew into the city.

Surrounded by all the soldiers, Lin Yuan walked out slowly, he stepped on the corpses like a mountain, passed by the countless worshipping Xianyang soldiers, and walked to the center of the battlefield.

Two black horses slowly stepped forward, and two people jumped down from above, namely Worm Zha and Jiu Yao.

"Return to the King! It's too late to save the car, please forgive your sins! ”

He clasped his hands into fists and bowed to plead guilty.

Lin Yuan nodded with a smile and said:

"It's not too late, it's just right, it's too early to have an effect......"

"God-given...... Uh, no, King Yan...... In accordance with your orders, Jiu Yao has recruited the Gobi barbarians to come to support, and behind me is the united army of the eighteen Gobi tribes, and they are all at your disposal now! ”

Jiu Yao took the leather whip and pointed to the black pressure behind him, these soldiers were the mixed troops of the Gobi barbarians, they all benefited from the trade activities of Xianyang City on weekdays, and Lin Yuan also successfully established his prestige among them, so they were happy to send their warriors to ask for merit in a battle that was sure to be won.

Lin Yuan smiled and nodded, and said to Yu Zha and Jiu Yao:

"You have worked hard, I will reward you for your merits when I look back, and for now, there is one more thing ......"

Kuafu's eyes rolled, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Hey, did you catch anything alive? King Yan wants to find a job! ”

When everyone heard this, they all got out of the way, and in the distance, surrounded by everyone, a dark-skinned man with blood and trembling all over his body was half-kneeling on the ground.

This person was the patriarch of the Grass Clan, and at this time, he was on the verge of an emotional breakdown.

Seeing Lin Yuan coming, he immediately shouted loudly:

"Don't! Don't kill me!!! King! Don't kill me! ”

Lin Yuan stomped his foot heavily, and a puff of dust was stamped in front of him.

"Ahem...... The king spares his life...... The third way! Your third way! I do! ”

Lin Yuan ignored him, turned his head to Yu Zha and asked:

"How many are alive?"

He clenched his fists and said, "Go back to the king!" After a rough count just now, there are more than 500 people who are not dead, and about 200 people who can still move, do you want to capture them all as slaves? ”

Lin Yuan nodded, and then, with his hands in front of his chest, he lowered his head and said to the Grass Clan Patriarch:

"Hehe, now I think of the third way? No, now you have only one last path to choose from:"

"We can let you go back, but we will go back with our army, and from now on, the grass clan will be our Xianyang vassal! Under the protection of our Xianyang, you will be the vanguard of the salt trade in the Central Plains, and help us sell salt to the whole world! In return, we in Xianyang will ensure that your grass clan will have no worries about food and clothing, prosperity and wealth from now on! ”

Lin Yuan's voice could not be dispersed on the Gobi Desert for a long time.

The patriarch of the grass clan lowered his head, as if he was making some difficult decision, and after a long time, he raised his head and said with tears in his eyes:

"Good...... Good! On behalf of the Grass Clan, I promise you the ...... conditions" (To be continued.) )