After Xue Zilong and Tai Thorn Qi discussed, it was decided that Tai Thorn Qi would lead 4,000 cavalry to block the mountain pass, this task Tai Thorn Qi was happy to do, and a thousand dismounted fire/spearmen blocked this small exit, which was the best.

The convoy replaced the battery rods, five lightning cannons were stuffed into the tank, and the slowly rising canard tank, lined up in a line of long snakes, separated by a hundred paces, drove towards the gentle slope on the east side of the pass.

Xue Zilong is not stupid, since he can't pass through the mountain pass rashly, then he will find a way to pass through both sides first, and naturally the place where the mountain to the east is slower is favored by him.

The first chariot at the head was still the chariot led by Lao/Hu, and under the nervous gaze of the machine gunner on the roof, the chariot whizzed along the mountain, and rushed up the mountain.

However, as soon as the chariot was halfway up the mountain, the two machine gunners on the roof of the car suddenly shouted, and Lao Hu, who was holding a telescope in the car to observe, also hurriedly shouted at Xiao Zhang, "Turn, turn right, pull up,"

Xiao Zhang, who was driving, didn't ask for the reason, he turned the steering wheel quickly, but two huge stones suddenly fell in front of him, and they crashed into the front of the car when they bumped.

The chariot shook violently, hurriedly tried to pull up the body, and the mountain rolled down bigger and more stones one after another, and pounced on the canard chariot with a bang, and when the chariot behind was urgently avoided, the chariot they were riding in was directly smashed into the depression on the mountainside, and then buried by the torrent of stones.

All this happened very suddenly, the inexperienced Xiao Zhang, a moment after the late rise, the car had disappeared in front of Xue Zilong's eyes.

The two machine gunners on the roof of the chariot were so nimble that they didn't have time to get back into the chariot and hold them steady, and after a crackling bang overhead, the chariot crashed to the ground, and the guards rolled into a ball, their eyes so black that they could not see the light.

Bang, a guard turned on the handlamp and shone forward at Xiao Zhang and Lao/Hu, these two people were already dizzy from the shock, and the car glass opposite was shocked to the point of cracks; If the iron fence outside the front window hadn't been lowered, the outside rocks would have been able to penetrate the car.

"All over, all overhead," I faintly heard the sound of machine guns overhead, and several guards in the chariot climbed to Xiao Zhang and Lao Hu, and poured cold water from the kettle directly on their heads.

At this time, the guards found that Xiao Zhang and Lao/Hu had a lot of blood bumps on their heads, "Quick, fast, everyone wear iron helmets,"

After even beating and beating, Xiao Zhang was woken up, endured the sharp pain in his head, started the chariot and tried to rise, but the car couldn't move, and then tried to retreat, but he still couldn't move at all, and he didn't move at all.

"It's still a fart, I didn't see that the car is now on its side," Lao Hu leaned back in his seat and scolded Xiao Zhang angrily; However, it was also a shame that the chariot fell to the ground diagonally, and if it was lying down, there would be two large holes in the roof of the chariot, and the debris that leaked in could bury everyone alive.

The gradually suffocating air in the carriage made Lao/Hu nervous, and he commanded the guards to raise the iron ladder and give up the two machine guns on the roof of the car. Needless to say, the machine gun can't be saved.

On the mountainside, four canard chariots, the machine guns on the roof of the cars fired desperately at the mountain, and the lightning guns in the cars were also taken out, and the guards got out of the car to find a place and quickly set up the barrels.

"All the same, all the same," "Boom, boom, boom," the chariots dangling in the air on the mountainside, the lightning cannons that kept firing cannonballs, and the smoke and rubble flew from the top of the mountain.

"Quick, go dig out the old/Hu them," Xue Zilong, who was wielding a military shovel, was completely red-eyed, and quickly pounced on the large pile of falling rocks, and the guards jumped off the chariot one after another, and stepped forward to move away the rocks one by one.

The chariot fell to the edge of a deep crater, and was pushed to the bottom of the pit by the surging rockflow, and if it were only with these dozens of people, it would not be able to dig up the chariot for an hour to move stones.

The herald quickly contacted Tai Tingqi, and the frightened Tai Tingqi sent his own 1,000 personal guards, which were all strong men who had taken the powerful pill, and other Tartar soldiers who moved stones could not compare at all.

Thousands of people rushed up, throwing aside the stones piled up into a hill with both hands, and after more than half an hour, the chariot that had been smashed beyond recognition finally appeared in Xue Zilong's sight.

"Bang," the chariot door at the bottom of the pit was opened, and what appeared in front of Xue Zilong's eyes was half a cart of rubble, and five unconscious young guards huddled together, their faces covered with bruises; There were also six old guards who had died, and their blood had been drained from the bullets that had been pierced through their hearts.

In the hands of the dead guard, he held the box cannon tightly, the muzzle of the gun was turned upside down and pointed at him, the bolt was wide open, and the other hand was holding his own chopping horse/knife rigidly, his face was calm.

"W-what the fuck is going on?" Xue Zilong, who was like thunder, picked up a guard like crazy, shook it vigorously, and tears flowed down his face.

He was a veteran with a gun, and the first time he looked into the car, he knew that these six veterans had committed suicide with box guns, and they had killed themselves without the slightest fear on their faces, and they died in the chariot here.

The guards are also people, the chariot buried in the stone mound, how can there be too much air in it, the veteran who committed suicide first, isn't it just to let the young man survive, so he died categorically under his own gun, Xue Zilong, who was in tears, hugged the guards and couldn't help crying.

The chariot is small, Lao/Hu and them, the guards who have followed Hou Ye for many years, six people, just died, died aggrieved, how can he explain when he goes back.

The five guards who came to their senses, especially Xiao Zhang, crawled in front of a row of stiff corpses, hugged the stiff corpses of Lao/Hu, and cried to death.

The tank, half filled with rubble, was finally dragged down the hill and reluctantly abandoned, and the machine gun on the roof had become scrap metal; The six corpses were wrapped in white cloths, carried into the transport cart, and slowly drove eastward.

It was already dark, and night was about to fall.

"Hit, hit Lao Tzu hard," Xue Zilong, who was red-eyed, picked up his rifle and rushed up the hillside on foot with forty guards, and behind them, a one-foot-high duck chariot was lifted into the air, and the machine gun swept the rain of bullets to the top of the mountain.

The lightning cannon followed, and the commander of the personal guard of Tai Thorn Qi, looking at the flickering black figure, gritted his teeth and pulled out a short fire/gun, "Up, keep up,"

Hulala, a thousand Guards Tartar soldiers with a knife in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, his heavy military boots stepped on the gravel, and rushed over the mountainside with a roar.

On the ridge, the ground was full of broken flesh and bones, bloody knives and arrows, and the Kazakh cavalry guarding here had been beaten and bombed, and fled from this place.

Standing on the big stone on the ridge, Xue Zilong looked at a mountain road that was no more than a foot wide under his feet, and without saying a word, he was the first to go up; In the back, two guards with the best marksmanship were closely guarding the commander's side.

The guards followed silently.

At this point, the chariot faced the bottomless cliff, so it could only stop and turn on the snow-bright headlights to light the way for the guards in front, and the machine gun temporarily lost its purpose.

Running two miles along the mountain road, Xue Zilong encountered the Kazakh infantry who tried to resist, and the stone wall built on a platform opposite was torn apart by the earth-shattering thunder that smashed from afar, and the crackling rocks fell down the mountain road.

At this time, the guards, who were able to visualize more than fifty paces away in the middle of the night, took advantage of the fact that the Kazakh infantry, who were holding torches to illuminate, became the target of their rifles.

Forward, forward, the guards who rushed along the ridge blew up a dozen stone walls built by Kazakh cavalry in one fell swoop, and attacked the western end of the Alashan Pass, outside a huge open valley in the early morning.

At this point, there was no longer the shadow of the Kazakh cavalry, and some black spots in the distance that had left in a hurry appeared in Xue Zilong's telescope.

"Occupy favorable terrain and build fortifications," Xue Zilong, whose mind had regained his clarity, finally stopped, looked at his companions who were cold and turned purple, and gave the order to rest in a deep voice.

Thirty weary guards carried up the stones again with their weapons on their backs, and built a low stone wall on the high ground on the north side of the valley, less than fifty paces long, but enough to avoid the onslaught of the enemy's horses.

Half an hour later, ten guards rushed up with lightning cannons, ammunition boxes, and flashlights; An hour later, a thousand Thai guards also caught up.

Under Xue Zilong's urging, everyone put down their weapons and put a two-mile-long stone wall on the side of the highland before dawn, facing the deep grassland to the west; A hundred miles away, there is a city where the Kazakhs are afraid of thorns.

"Peng, Peng, Peng," on the ridge on the east side of Alashankou, an orange-red signal flare rose high in the air one after another, and in the passage in the mountain pass, a bright pillar of light flashed, and four duck chariots rushed straight over, and Xue Zilong and them converged before dawn.

The Kazakh cavalry never imagined that on such a cold winter night, the enemy from the south would attack overnight and break through the first-line mountain road in one fell swoop, and the Alashan Pass was lost.

After dawn, the four thousand Kazakh cavalry, under the guidance of a big banner, launched a wave-like impact on Xue Zilong's defensive position, and the horn echoed violently, "Woo, woo,"

Hum, four duck chariots lifted into the air, like two large black claws, separated to the left and right and surrounded the Kazakh cavalry group, and the eight machine guns swept through with open fire, and the muzzles of the guns spewed out a foot-long blazing flame.

"Tongtong, Tongtong," the chariot high in mid-air, the smooth team drew an arc, rushed over the heads of the Kazakh cavalry, and sometimes strafed violently, and the firing ports on both sides of the body were also constantly firing bullets.

"Boom, boom," the four thunderbolts frequently fired flowering shells, cutting the Kazakh cavalry rushing up the hill with the thought, plus the chariot that was out of reach of the head at all, less than a bag of cigarettes, the cavalry group collapsed, and the banner that was torn apart by the bullets became a nightmare for the Kazakh cavalry.

Leaving more than half of the corpses and remains, the Kazakh cavalry retreated, quickly retreated to the city of fear, closed the city gate and prepared to defend it, Xue Zilong did not plan to counterattack immediately, but began to count the ammunition consumption and rest on the spot.

At this time, Tai Tingqi led 3,000 cavalry, Kankan walked through the narrow mountain road of the mountain pass, and joined forces with Xue Zilong.

Cleaning up the battlefield and dragging back the dead horses, these things Tai Thorn Qi took the initiative to undertake with great eyes, and also allowed the guards to easily eat large pieces of cooked horse meat.

After resting in place for a day, Xue Zilong and Tai Thorn Qi led their troops through the north shore of a lake, approaching the Fear of Thorn City from afar.

The Great Khan of the Kazakh tribe has a total of three cities, except for Yili Jiangli and Alimatu, which is the smallest city; This city was built to guard the Alashan Pass and defend against foreign invasions, and now it has been knocked on the door.

The city was on the north bank of a river, and the river meandered into Alahu, while Xue Zilong and Tai Thorn Qi led their troops to camp on the north bank of the river, entrenched downstream.

In the face of the well-defended Thorn City, this time Xue Zilong did not rush to attack this small city with a wall of only three zhang high, but stayed in the duck chariot to recuperate, which surprised Tai Thorn Qi very much.

The soldiers were very fast, thinking that the reinforcements from the two cities of Yili and Alimatu would arrive soon, but Xue Zilong did not move, which made him have to strictly order his subordinates to start digging a deep wide ditch outside the camp to prevent accidents.

At night, before the wide ditch outside the camp had taken shape, and while the Thorns were sleeping in the tent with a fire/gun, four duck chariots quietly rose from the camp and slowly sped southwest, disappearing into the night.

"General, Xue led them away, looking at the direction of Ben Fear Thorn City," a henchman immediately entered the big tent of Tai Thorn Qi and reported Xue Zilong's actions.

Lying on the soft felt, Tai Thorn Qi opened his eyes and thought about it, then continued to close his eyes and snore, and the sound was louder than before; If Xue Zilong hadn't moved tonight, he would have proposed to withdraw from Alashankou for the time being early tomorrow morning, and now he would be relieved.

In less than a stick of incense, the convoy landed on the ground four miles away from the Fear of Thorn City, the lights were turned off at night, and a team of guards got out of the car and began to sort out the equipment on their bodies.

Well, the snoring of the Thorn stopped abruptly, and he turned over and sat up, shaking his head vigorously, and then he grabbed the scabbard and threw off the felt blanket, and got up and walked to the door of the tent; He also slept in his clothes tonight, with the scimitar under his head.

At the door of the big tent, a black-clothed guard stood there quietly, and when he saw Tai Thorn Qi coming out, he grinned, "General, there is still time, you can sleep with another stick of incense,"

"Oh, haha, this, this," Tai Tingqi blushed rarely, but fortunately, his face was already dark, and the guards didn't see anything unusual.

"Commander Xue has an order, your troops rushed to the city of fear of assassination after a stick of incense, blocked the three city gates, beheaded all the fleeing Kazakhs, left no prisoners, and those who couldn't catch up didn't have to be reluctant, and the importance of preserving strength was the most important,"

After speaking, the guard turned around and walked slowly, his ankle was seriously sprained, and he was the only guard left by Xue Zilong, responsible for guarding the barracks tent of the guards.

Whine, whine, the sound of a hurried horn sounded in the makeshift camp on the east side of the Alla Valley.

At this time, outside the four chariots, Xue Zilong was assigning tasks.

The three iron boxes that were firmly trapped on the side of the body were unloaded and opened, and the hand lights were wired, revealing neatly placed incendiary bullets, which Xue Zilong personally issued to each of the guards.

Ten incendiary bombs per person, Xue Zilong was ruthless, tonight he was going to completely burn the city of fear of thorns, anyway, I heard Tai Thorn Qi say that there are many Kazakh cavalry in the city, and there are not many civilians; Even if there are a few, they deserve it.

Each person had a chopping horse/knife, a box cannon, five magazines, a hunting knife in his waist, and a flaming/bullet, earth-shattering thunder, a box of bullets, ropes in his backpack, and the rest of the equipment was left in the chariot, and he was extremely light.

"Afraid of the three gates of the city, let's divide into three teams, each team of ten people, climb the city wall from three directions, kill the patrolling defenders, and throw incendiary/bombs into the houses and yards along the streets,"

"After throwing the incendiary/bomb, after each team blocked at the city gate for half an hour, give up the city gate to protect themselves, and gather outside the east gate of the city after dawn," After speaking, Xue Zilong looked at the pocket watch by the light, and nodded to the three selected Shi Chang, "One hour to act at the same time,"

The three chiefs had the right time, put away their pocket watches, took a herald with them, and the guards set off separately, and their figures soon disappeared into the darkness; Xue Zilong, who was leaning on the chariot, looked at the boundless cold night with a gloomy face, and turned off the hand lamp with a bang.

He has to take a dozen guards to guard here, and contact these three teams at any time, and in case of an accident, the chariot will immediately rush to the city to support.

Afraid that after the fire rises in the city, he will take the chariot and hold the Kazakh cavalry who escaped from the west of the city, and try to leave them in this frozen steppe.

When you go out at the west gate of the city and cross the river, you can go straight to the inner city of Yili, and those who flee for their lives will instinctively lean in the direction that they think they are safe. Guarding the opposite side of the river, the chariot can easily harvest the lives of the lucky escapes in the city, and avenge the dead old / Hu them.

The grass trembled slightly, and a long team of horses came behind him in the night.

Although it was the dead of night, the moon was dark, and the cold wind overhead was getting more and more rapid, and the defenders with torches were still patrolling back and forth for fear of being attacked by the enemy at night.

Yesterday's rout at Alashankou, the Kazakh cavalry suffered heavy casualties, and the Alashankou was also lost, which filled the city with a strong sense of fear, whether it was the cavalry in the barracks or the few residents in the city, it was difficult to sleep all night.

Before the arrival of the Great Khan's reinforcements, everyone in the city, including the two captains, were all soldiers, and they didn't feel at ease when they were lying on the bed in armor.

In addition to the lost cavalry, there are still more than 10,000 cavalry in the city, if they encounter a normal enemy, they are not afraid or timid at all, but this time, every warrior who ran back from the battlefield could not lift their spirits.

At a distance of more than four miles, the thirty black-clothed guards took less than a stick of incense to swim across the river and quickly approach the city wall.

Crossing the moat, the three guards separated and walked along the base of the city wall, and after walking quickly to the estimated position, they began to rest, and the chief took out his pocket watch and carefully watched the time with a hand lamp.

When the appointed time came, the three-legged iron claws tied to the rope one by one, taking advantage of the city patrol, snapped on the stone battlements of the female wall, the rope shook a few times, and a head wearing an iron helmet cautiously emerged on the edge of the city wall.

Whoosh, one by one the figures flashed over the city wall, quickly turned to the foot of the inner city, along the staggered streets, alleys, the slight footsteps gradually faded away, the largest courtyard in the center of the city, and the military camp was the first target.

"Peng," when the first incendiary/bomb exploded in the courtyard of the Kazakh Governor's mansion, and the flames rose, dozens of more fire points immediately appeared in the city, and more fire points spread all over the city in the blink of an eye.

In particular, several large courtyards in the city, as well as a large area of military camps in the south of the city, were directly burned into flames, and with the help of the cold wind, the fire took advantage of the wind to illuminate the sky over a small city that was afraid of stabbing into an orange-red day.

I was afraid that the main street in the city was a T-shaped street, no more than two miles long, and for a while, the crowd poured into the streets and alleys, and the people who were stuck to the body of the incendiary agent rushed around in a panic, causing more people to burn up.

The screaming crowd and the Kazakh cavalry who had escaped from the barracks ran in a panic towards the three city gates, when they heard the sudden explosion of gunfire on the city wall in the distance, and they broke into a single piece.

The guards guarding the city wall and the guards who retreated to the city wall met head-on, and the guards who pulled out the box cannons crackled down the guards with guns and knives, and firmly occupied the corner tower on the gate of the tower.

The strange gunshots, although the Kazakhs in the city did not know what kind of sound it was, but they were clear and certain that the foreign enemy had entered the city at night, and the Kazakhs, who shouted for their lives like a tide, ran along the street to the city gate, during which they did not know how many old people and children were trampled to death, and occasionally under the feet of the crowd in the firelight, revealing a few dirty long skirts.

The three teams that retreated to the city wall, under the order of the chief, the guards were divided into three teams, and while firing at the desperate guards who rushed up, they smashed the remaining incendiary/bullets, all the earth-shattering thunder, into the streets below the city, and the flames detonated shrapnel flew sideways.

"Boom, boom," "Boom, boom," he showed half of his body and threw bombs with his life, shooting like no money, beating the crowd rushing towards the city gate, and the cries and screams resounded throughout the city, plus the houses on both sides of the street, which were basically made of wood and stone, burned unstoppably in the wind, and scorched all the living people who came up.

Outside the city, Xue Zilong looked at the fire of the Assassin City, turned around and boarded the chariot, the buzzing duck chariot, the snowy light shot far away, the car quietly rose into the air, and rushed out.

Afraid of stabbing the city wall, the three guards quickly ran out of bullets in their hands, and the two chiefs looked at their pocket watches, half an hour had passed, and then they led the team to quickly transfer to the east gate in tacit understanding, giving up the north gate and the west gate.

At this time, the defenders who rushed over on the city wall were basically dead at gunpoint, and all the living ran away.

Without the heavy rain of bullets overhead, the Kazakhs, who were scorched by the fire in the city, stepped on the thick corpses on the ground, rushed out of the west gate on foot, and rushed to the bank of the river in a hurry; There was also a small crowd that rushed out of the north gate and met the Mongolian horse team that had just crossed the river.

On the surface of the river, there are four canard chariots hovering in a row, eight machine guns with long chains of bullets, snow-bright pillars of light, open shooting holes, and the Kazakhs who jumped into the cold and biting river water, I don't know how few can survive on the other side.

At dawn, the city was still stinging with billowing smoke, and the corpses that had been hacked to death and beaten to death could be seen everywhere outside the city, which had been frozen to the ground, especially on the bank of the river, piles of corpses that died in the ice ballast, and the half-hidden corpses in the river, so that the Tai Thorn Qi who came from the patrol finally let out a long breath.

Damn, I finally didn't die in the Alashan Pass.

Under the search of the guards, the two captains of the Kazakh cavalry, whose corpses were blown into rotten flesh by the earth-shaking thunder, were found under a pile of corpses, and their heads were cut off and hung on the stone stacks of the city wall.

The Kazakhs who ran away didn't care, there was a ranger guard on the bank of the river, and Xue Zilong's convoy entered the city and joined the three guards; There were eleven guards who were injured by sharp arrows at night, seven of whom were seriously wounded by arrows in the face, four of whom were injured in the neck, and the others were not slightly injured.

Most of the houses in the city were burned down, and there was still dark fire and black smoke, Xue Zilong led people to the Kazakh cavalry barracks, where he saw piles of dead horses in the stables.

There were less than two hundred surviving horses, and they were next to two wells in the corner, and the wide stone trough separated the flames from the horses running wildly.

"Most of these war horses died on the forage fire, I don't know who threw incendiary/bullets into the horses, and the stable wall was made of stones," the two elders who accompanied Xue Zilong also looked like a pity, but they forgot about their crazy throwing of incendiary/bullets last night.

The grain in the warehouse in the city was burned to black charcoal, Xue Zilong was very helpless, the few restaurants and shops on the street, oh, he still didn't look at it.

Fearing that the city would not capture many prisoners, the cavalry of Tai Tingqi cleared a small tribe in the steppe in the north, and the cattle and sheep rushed to the city as rations, and five hundred Kazakhs and young people were forced by scimitars to pull a large number of corpses out of the city and throw them into the river to clean up the ruins in the city.

The city wall is still intact, and Xue Zilong has consciously occupied it as a stronghold.

"Boom, boom, boom," under the destruction of two bundles of earth-shattering thunder, the west gate facing the river was blown down, and the three-zhang high city gate building became a ruin less than one zhang high, and a group of captives went up to clean up the rubble and soil clods, opening a gap; Four chariots, one transport, whirred into the city.

A large amount of rubble here will be transported by the captives to the other two city gates, and it will be sealed simply.

Just as Tai Thornqi's cavalry entered the city and began to clean up the barracks where tents were set up, Xue Zilong stood on the city wall, put down the binoculars in his hand, and looked at the other side of the river, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The faint figure on the other side flickered, but there was no movement of the army crossing the river, which made Xue Zilong very disdainful; If you are occupied by less than 6,000 people, you will not be able to plant the Kazakh Great Khan, which is really soft goods.

A thick aura flashed in his eyes, Xue Zilong twisted himself down the city wall, and he killed six old brothers, so he had to make this sweat pay the price of blood.

Three days later, two duck-shaped chariots with swords and shields painted on both sides of the body, and three fully loaded transport vehicles, passed through the Alashan Pass and arrived at the Fear of Thorn City, where Li Shuo came with three guards.

The letter post that was sent back to Ximen Stone Fort from Jin Jiabao surprised Xiao Ye, the first commander to die appeared in the guard camp, and the arrogant soldiers would be defeated, this cruel truth, the guards really thought that the world was invincible, and they were careless.

Ordering the deceased to be transported to Shiguantun for burial, Xiao Ye didn't care about the type of goods arranged, gritted his teeth and proposed two duck chariots and three transport vehicles from the processing center, and sent Li Shuo.

At the same time, the Shijia shop informed the merchants that some Persian goods this month would be postponed to the next month, and the list was posted on the door panel of the shop.

Compared with Xue Zilong, a fierce general, Li Shuo is not only ruthless, but also flexible and calm, and can grasp the opportunity better.

"Hou Ye Order," Li Shuo, who was afraid of the military camp in Thorn City, stood in front of Xue Zilong and took out Xiao Ye's warrant, "Xue Zilong will be fined food and salary for one month, and he will be punished with twenty lashes, and he will be executed to assist Li Shuo in military affairs,"

There was no reason, no explanation, after the warrant was presented, Li Shuo personally took the horsewhip and stood in front of the guards with an expressionless face.

Why did Deputy Commander Xue be punished, everyone understood it in their hearts, and they didn't think that this punishment would damage Xue Zilong's face, and he would be rewarded and punished equally, this is Hou Ye's normal military discipline.

"Subordinate Xie Hou Ye is benevolent," Xue Zilong took off his military clothes, took off his cotton jacket and underwear, and lay on the ground naked, mixed with black ash in the cool and hard soil.

"Smack," shaking his hand and raising the horsewhip, Li Shuo hit it hard, and on Xue Zilong's strong back, there was a red blood mark; Xue Zilong, whose back trembled, didn't say a word.

If he snorted, he would be looked down upon, and the flogging would have to be doubled; If Li Shuo was tortured, he would not release the water at all.

"Pap, papa, papa,......" The whip of the horse one after another made Tai Tingqi and several generals who were watching from a distance feel frightened and creepy, and they also secretly extended a thumbs up to Xue Zilong, he was really a strong man.

The number of guards increased to 100, with three heavy machine guns, 10 lightning cannons, and nearly 5,000 cavalry, Xue Zilong was a little nervous, but Li Shuo did not agree to cross the river and attack the city.

He is now the actual person in charge of the vanguard force, even Tai Thorn Qi has to obey the order, and the various departments that began to rest in the city of Thorn City, except for a team of rangers who went out of the city to investigate, Li Shuo just arranged for transport vehicles to rush back to Eagle Claw Fort as soon as possible to continue to transport firearms and materials, there was no movement.

The cold winter sunshine hours on the Kazakh steppe are short, and the night is even more cold and biting, Li Shuo except for a few times by the river to see half of the frozen river, the rest is to strengthen the patrol of the city afraid of thorns.

Half a month later, under Xiao Ye's supervision, Ximen Wang Fu's army finally crossed the Alashan Pass and rushed to the Fear of Thorn City.

For a time, the army under Li Shuoneng's command exploded to more than 100,000, and the military camp tents by the Thorn City River spread for twenty miles.

For the western expedition suggested by Hou Ye, Ximen Wangfu took out most of his family funds, and only a handful of elites remained in the tribe.

Regarding the 100,000 iron horsemen brought by Ximen Wangfu in the end, Li Shuo was also quite shocked after seeing it, and secretly wondered to himself, if this Jinong did not surrender to Hou Ye, then Daming Border Town would have an unstable life this winter.

100,000 cavalry daily supply, that is a huge amount of consumption, Li Shuo and Ximen Wangfu after a brief discussion, then to Yili Licheng, sent a messenger.

In the past half month, the Mongol rangers roamed around, fearing that five Kazakh tribes of different sizes were driven back from outside the city, and the number of them had exceeded 10,000; If it weren't for the duck chariot that could move quickly in the air, which appeared majestically from time to time, these tribes scattered outside the city would have run away at night, and Li Shuo would not have so many troops to take care of them.

The patriarchs of the five tribes were summoned to the military camp outside Ximen Wangfu City, and Jinong, dressed in bright yellow robes, kindly met with these patriarchs wearing flat round hats.

With the arrival of the great army, these patriarchs were completely honest.

"This will become the territory of my steppe Jinong, and your tribe will arrange for the southern pasture, the southern foot of the Altai Mountains, where there are vast and fertile winter pastures, and countless cattle and sheep for you to graze,"

The prestige of the steppe Jinong, the Kazakh patriarchs here have also heard of it, and since it is a task struggle for the upper nobles, it has little to do with them. Naturally, under the call of the winter pasture, there were countless cattle and sheep luring/bewitching, and the little idea of resistance in the hearts of the patriarchs disappeared.

The patriarchs, who were rewarded with a large pile of canned meat, returned to their respective tribes, packed their luggage and loaded them into a long cart, and the tribe went to Alashankou, and even those captives were sent away by the generous Ximen Wangfu.

Ten thousand heavily armed cavalrymen would escort them to Zuoshi's camp, where they would assist the tribes to where they were supposed to go.

And the cattle and sheep left behind by these tribes became the meat and food of the army, but Li Shuo and Ximen Wangfu breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, if the Kazakh Khan does not reply within five days, he will cross the river and attack the city," Li Shuo said decisively to Ximen Wangfu after seeing the army's ration consumption for a day.

"Okay, that's it," Ximen Wangfu, who had long been looking forward to a large amount of capture, might have sent someone to sneak across the river and kill the messenger replied by the Kazakh Khan. Li Shuo is a ghost, Ximen Wangfu can only think about it.