Han Guo, Xin Zheng.

The hall of the court is extremely weird, depressing, the civil and military faces of the Manchu Dynasty are a little ugly, they have just received the news, the Tiger Pass has been lost, the commander of the three armies Han Fei has been captured, Zhang Liang, the grandson of the prime minister, has died, and the army of Qin is coming towards Xinzheng.

This news only frightened the civil and military forces of the Han State, so the next news can be described as a shock, that is, another army of the Han State was attacked by the Qin army last night, the camp tent was broken, and the grain and grass of the 60,000 army were destroyed in one fell swoop.

And Ji Wuye, the general of the Han country, was also killed and in the big tent, in the face of the Qin army of the tiger and wolf division, the Han army that lacked the main general surrendered one after another, and at this time the entire Han country can be said to have lost the power to resist.

"Ladies and gentlemen, who can save Han from fire and water?"

Han Wangan asked with a gloomy face.

But after waiting for a long time, he still didn't get a reply from the minister, and even the open place that had just died of his grandson became silent.

In fact, the next fate of the Han Kingdom is not only known openly, but also known by the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, and even by Han Wang'an.

Now all the elites of the Han Kingdom can be said to have been lost, and some of the remaining remnants of the defeated army will not be able to resist the powerful Qin army at all, and their fate is only destruction.

"Ugh..."

Han Wangan sighed, and then became silent.

.....

In July of the same year, Mo Li arrived in southern Xinjiang, commanded the army and fought fiercely with the Xiongnu army for several months, and was defeated in Hetao due to insufficient supplies, and led the remnants of the army to retreat into Hetao City to resist the Xiongnu.

On the walls of Hetao City, there were already bloodstains, and several tragic battles broke out, and the Qin troops defending the city showed a tired look.

Outside the city, the Xiongnu army was densely packed, and the specific number could not be seen at all, and at this moment the entire Hetao City had been besieged.

The remnants of the army led by Mo Li have been holding on here for more than two months, and now it has reached the time when they have run out of ammunition and food, and the entire Hetao City has fallen into an atmosphere of despair!

Looking at the boundless Huns under the city, Mo Li's eyes were only indifferent, and the anger in his heart was already full of all.

He had forgotten how many Huns he had killed, and even if he relied on his strong force, it would be useless to kill these Huns at all.

Ximen Fuxue, who followed him, was also hit hard by the mysterious master, and is still in a coma, and he was also hit hard, and his strength could not be exerted by three percent.

He didn't know who those mysterious masters who suddenly appeared, and he didn't know why they appeared here, and now his only concern was why the scouts sent for help didn't bring the Qin army for a long time?

Could it be that no one in Xianyang City received his distress message?

Or were all the scouts he sent out intercepted by these mysterious people?

Heavy doubts filled Mo Li's mind, making his eyes sharpen, and he knew that the appearance of the Huns and those mysterious people this time was aimed at him.

Otherwise, it would be such a coincidence, he had just defeated the attack of the Huns, and there were mysterious people who carried out a sneak attack, and the strength of these mysterious people was extremely strong, even he and Ximen Chuixue were not their opponents, and they were hit hard one after another.

However, what is surprising is that these mysterious people only hit the two of them hard, and did not kill them all, nor did they attack the soldiers of the Qin army, as if they had some scruples in their hearts.

Although the mysterious man retreated, the current situation is still not optimistic, the dense Huns outside the city will attack at any time, and the defenders in the city are all wounded, and the combat power cannot be fully exerted, and they can't resist for long.

It's only a matter of time before the city breaks!

"Kill... Kill..."

"Attack... Everyone, go ahead! ”

"There are food beauties in the city...."

Countless shouts and killings came from outside the city, and the breath that came to Mo Li's face couldn't help but change.

Their momentum was like a rainbow, and everyone rushed towards the Hetao City fiercely like hungry wolves.

For the Huns, as long as they take the Hetao City in front of them, there will be no more obstacles to entering the Central Plains.

You know, where there is fertile land, good food, beautiful houses, beautiful women....

All of this is what they Huns lacked.

But the prince of Great Qin in front of him actually relied on the remnants of the defeated army to resist them, the powerful Huns, for more than two months.

This made Shan Yu Maodun, who was in charge of the invasion of the Central Plains, extremely angry, and he decided to slaughter the city to vent his anger after attacking the city.

Now, it was only a matter of time before the Huns captured Hetao, as the Qin army lost a portion of each attack.

In the absence of support, they only need to make a single blow, and the Hetao City will inevitably be defeated!

The battle lasted until the night, the Huns finally retreated, and Mo Li and the others also got a little respite.

Mo Li leaned on the city wall, his eyes were red, he looked at Meng Yi, the defender of Hetao City beside him, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Meng Yi, have the reinforcements arrived?!" ”

This person is Meng Tian's younger brother, Meng Wu's grandson Meng Yi, who has always been the guard in charge of guarding the Hetao City.

"Childe..."

Meng Yi's eyes were gloomy, looking at Mo Li, who was scarred beside him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Childe, at present, there is no trace of any reinforcements......

In the current situation, if no reinforcements arrive, the final result waiting for them is only defeat.

"Why aren't there any reinforcements?"

Mo Li gritted his teeth, his face was extremely angry, he didn't believe that the scouts sent out would be intercepted, there must be a reason he didn't know.

You know, he not only sent scouts, but also sent messenger cranes and spirit transmissions, but these things still did not reply.

Obviously, these things have been intercepted by people, and if they can do this, there will be no others who come out of the Taoist and Yin and Yang families.

"Continue to send scouts to rush out, and let Xianyang send reinforcements!"

Mo Li said in a low voice.

"Childe, we have no one to send, and there are no more scouts in the city!"

Meng Yi's face was a little bitter, and he said in a suffocating voice.

You must know that except for Mo Li, the rest of the defenders in Hetao City are his robes, and they get along day and night on weekdays.

But now that these brothers are falling in front of him one by one, he is powerless to change, and this pain is simply unacceptable.

At this moment, if Mo was not here, Meng Yi, a hot-blooded man, would definitely cry bitterly.

It's not that men don't shed tears, it's just that it's not time to shed tears.

"Is there no one to send?"

Mo Li muttered to himself, his eyes were a little distracted, and he stared blankly at the night sky in the distance.

"Childe, it's been more than two months, the news should have arrived in Xianyang a long time ago, so long enough for reinforcements to come several times, but now it hasn't arrived...."

Meng Yi finally couldn't hold on at this time, and cried bitterly: "Childe, there will be no reinforcements coming, our Hetao City has been abandoned by Great Qin..."