Abandon.

Sometimes courage is also needed.

Especially in the face of the huge benefits at your fingertips, it undoubtedly takes great perseverance to be able to hold back and be unmoved, and to be able to stick to the beliefs in your heart.

If he hadn't had the experience of being a human being, and hadn't seen the turmoil of the change of dynasties more than 2,000 years ago, Li Yuan might have an impulse and ordered the whole army to send to Xianyang.

Occupy Guanzhong, Xingda Qin.

A year after Xianyang was captured by the Chu people, it would be a shocking scene for a Qin army to appear as a victor in the hinterland of the Guanzhong Plain. It's a pity that after dazzling, it is inevitable that there will be serious sequelae. Before the princes of the Kwantung region had officially killed you, Li Yuan didn't want to expose his strength so quickly.

What Li Yuan needs now is the accumulation of real strength, and rushing to the aid of the border army is a necessary step in it.

The 10th day of the first lunar month.

Li Yuan gathered a total of 16,000 cavalry under his command, and took Luo Jia's cavalry to the vanguard, along the gallop north to reinforce the border army, fifty miles south of Gaonu City, Luo Jia's army and the tribe of the eleventh marquis of the ghost side encountered, the two sides fought fiercely, the Qin crossbow cavalry lined up the mountains and seas of the crossbow arrows, the eleventh marquis shot into a hedgehog, the report of defeat came, the leader of the ghost tribe Jiuhou was shocked.

Outside the city of Gaonu.

The coalition camp was filled with noise.

"Ambassador Sumeru, it's been ten days, where is the Xiongnu army you are talking about? Why didn't we see a little shadow, and now, the tens of thousands of troops of the Qin army are oppressing, what should we do? Jiuhou shouted hoarsely at Sumeru Butong. The death of the Eleventh Marquis made him see the difference in strength between the Ghost Fang and the Qin Army.

Even if there is only a corner of the western region left, the strength of the Qin State is not something that a mere ghost tribe can regret, as for other small tribes, not to mention.

The crisis of exterminating the clan hangs over the head, and the nine marquis are not sad and angry, and the lessons of Lou Fu are in front of you, and the once powerful Lou Fu tribe in Liliang can only be reduced to the tragic end of working for the people of the Central Plains.

"What are the nine marquis worried about, the Wuding River is too small, this prairie is big, and there are places where all the warriors gallop, I have already prepared a banquet and are waiting for the leaders to go to the meeting." Sumeru Butong Haha smiled, ignoring the angry eyes of the Nine Marquis.

"You, hmph, the Huns want to annex us, and you also have to ask me if the sword of the ghost warriors agrees?" Jiuhou sneered, and said in one sentence the insidious intentions of Sumeru Butong.

"Hun barbarian, what did you say?"

"Kill him, kill this bastard—!"

"Haha, you are too ignorant, now I understand, it's too late, kill me Sumeru Butong, if you are defeated by the hands of the Qin people, where do I see you staying?" Sumeru Butong daxiao shouted, looking very proud.

For them, this area of the Wuding River and the Great River Basin is where they have lived for generations, and it is the sacred place of sacrifice left to them by their ancestors.

The coalition forces were timid before they fought.

Jiuhou, who was already old and decrepit, couldn't suppress the people of the tribes, so in desperation, he had to disperse the military discussion and return to the Ghost Fang tribe station.

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Compared with the severely divided tribal coalition army, whether it was the Qin army led by Li Yuan or the Menghu border army trapped in the city, they were much stronger than their opponents in terms of unity and discipline.

Although Gaonu City is not high, it is an insurmountable barrier for tribal warriors who are only good at field warfare and not good at attacking cities.

Inside the city.

The border army Xiao sunken Menghu's eye sockets, and the wide battle robe was draped over his body, giving people a feeling of empty weakness, and it has been seventeen days since he was besieged.

Cattle and sheep were killed, war horses were also killed, everything that could be eaten in the city had been collected, and it was uniformly deployed by Sima in the army.

In the city, the number of border residents stranded reached 40,000, plus the soldiers guarding it, the daily supply of these tens of thousands of people made the young Meng Hu feel the pressure doubled, and at this time, he really admired Li Yuan.

The same situation, Li Yuan also encountered at the beginning of his retreat to Yongqi, however, Li Yuan expected it first, and looted a lot of grain from the Xianyang treasury and other places early.

"Lee!" This word clearly appeared on the black and white banner of the Qin army, when the scouts looking at the city tower reported that there was a banner of the Qin army in the distance, Meng Hu couldn't help but shed tears with excitement.

The Li character on the banner naturally cannot be Li Bi.

Li Bi is just a small captain, even if he leads the army to come, there are no more than a thousand people and horses, and now, the military formation in the distance is like Lin Hei's pressure to show that this is an army of tens of thousands of people.

"It's General Lee here. Order the whole army, prepare for the attack! Menghu was in high spirits and shouted hoarsely.

"Reinforcements have arrived, Great Qin, Great Qin, blood will not be shed, death will not be truce, war, war!" One by one, the border army generals who were suppressed in Gaonu City like trapped beasts shouted, shouting loudly, at this moment, their long-standing nerves were released to the greatest extent, at this moment, Li Yuan was the most respectable person in their hearts, the most lovely person, and the most trustworthy person.

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Wuding Henan.

A barren grass is desolate, it is a natural place to tear and kill, and the Qin army who rushed from the gallop road lined up here, and set up a battlefield with the alliance forces of the Ghost Fang, Lou Fu, Shifang and other tribes.

Compared with the Qin army's military formation, which was arranged in an orderly manner with foot soldiers, cavalry, and crossbowmen, the tribal alliance was completely based on one tribe after another, crowded together in twos and threes, and there was almost no coordination, some large tribes gathered together with thousands of soldiers, while some small tribes only had two or three hundred people.

Jiuhou was riding on a white war horse, his body was a little nervous, and the Qin army formation on the opposite side gave him a trance feeling of seeing the strong army that swept through Liuhe again.

Doesn't it mean that the Qin State has fallen and the main force of the Qin army has been wiped out in the Central Plains? How could such an elite Qin army appear.

It's hard to believe that the previous news is all false rumors.

In his thoughts, Jiuhou gradually lost his determination and confidence to win.

The generals are like this, and the ordinary tribal soldiers are even more up-and-down, not knowing whether to attack or retreat at this time. At this delicate time, the slightest wind and grass can turn the fragile tribal alliance into a pile of loose sand.