"Great Khan, the grain and grass in Kulun City may not last for a few months, but the reinforcements from the Qing Kingdom will not be able to arrive in a few months!"

"Don't worry!"

Arabutan snorted coldly, "If the Qing Kingdom really sends reinforcements, Ben Khan will lead troops to intercept it." Moreover, at most a month, the Rakshasas will send troops, and at that time, it will be the time when my Dzungar tribe will rise up and regain the glory of our ancestors. Now, it will be ours! ”

"The Great Khan is wise!"

The heads of the tribes of the Dzungar tribe were all enthusiastic when they heard the words of Arabutan. The reappearance of Meng Yuan's heroic style is the inner expectation of each of them. The most important thing is that as long as you can enter the Central Plains, glory and wealth, and a luxurious life are within reach.

"Great Khan!"

Not long after the leaders of the tribes under his command were subdued, his personal guards hurried in.

"What?"

Arabutan looked at the guards who had come in a hurry, his expression solemn.

"Back to the Great Khan, something is wrong with the situation in Kulen City!"

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Arabutan heard the words of his guard, his heart chuckled. The war went on to this extent, if there were any abnormal changes, he was very worried about whether his position as the Great Khan could be kept?

"Back to the Great Khan, as usual, the artillery of the city of Kulen is dispatched, and it will be fired soon. But this time, the opponent's artillery has not fired a single shot yet! ”

"No more shells!" Arabutan instantly became energetic, "Haha, immortal bless, there must not be many shells in this Kulun City." So, when they push the artillery out, they are actually scaring us! ”

"Chuan Ben Khan ordered, transfer a thousand-man team, attack!"

"Order!"

With the order of Arabutan, the soldiers and horses of the Dzungar Division, which had been in order, stopped. Then, a thousand cavalry roared out, howling, and slaughtered in the direction of the city of Kulen.

"Fire!"

Seeing that the soldiers and horses of the Dzungar Department were no longer retreating, Wang Gui, who controlled the artillery attack authority, waved the flag in his hand as soon as possible.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound sounded on the battlefield again.

Of course, even if the artillery is fired, it is no longer all the guns fired in bursts, as in the previous ones, but only six guns fired.

Such a scene made Arabutan even more convinced that there were not many shells in Kulen City.

And so, the offensive began!

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

In the face of the cavalry of the Dzungar Department who were constantly attacking, General Weiyuan, who was far away from the city of Kulun, began to retreat in an orderly manner.

As Wang Gui and the others retreated with artillery, General Weiyuan's artillery in the rear began to fire rapidly. More than a dozen Weiyuan general cannons fired two salves in a row, and then they were dumb fired.

"Haha, sure enough, there are not enough shells in Cullen City!"

"Sons, attack!"

Without the suppression of General Weiyuan's artillery, Arabutan believed that the city of Kulen was a joke.

In particular, the city of Kulen did not have walls. Although the city of Kulun is called a city, it does not have a defensive wall, but a simple city to live in.

At this moment, Arabutan was overjoyed, as if he had seen the victory of the Dzungar troops and horses entering the city of Kulun, and as long as he took the city of Kulun, he would get the coveted Weiyuan general cannon!

As long as he has this mighty general cannon, who can stop him from reproducing the glory of his ancestors?