The ninth day of October, late autumn.

The temperature in the capital plummets, and the wind sweeps the withered yellow branches and leaves from time to time.

This official road, which should have been crowded close to the inner city, was sparsely populated and silent.

Falling back in the capital, only the sound of powerful steps and metal crashing remained.

On the towering city wall of the capital, a large number of soldiers in armor were busy, lifting a large number of hot air balloons into the air at the same time, and lifting a cannon up the city tower.

To the north of the capital, the eyes are full of scorched earth.

In the distance, you can see large areas of burning smoke rising from rice paddies and houses.

"Your Majesty, all the people in the surrounding area have been moved, and all the houses and wheat fields have been burned." Jiang Zhenting slowly walked to the center of the city tower and reported in a low voice.

Xu Jing, who was wrapped in a fur coat, nodded slightly, "How far is the Mobei army?" ”

Always standing on Xu Jing's side, Gonggong Cao replied in a low voice: "About two hours." ”

Xu Jing nodded slightly, staring at the direction that the Mobei army would reach.

At present, more than half a year has passed since the war between Mobei and Daqian.

For most of the year, both sides have suffered losses.

And this loss can be said to be extremely large.

Mobei encircled and suppressed Jizhou, and the lives paid were no less than 300,000 elites.

The Mobei barbarians mistakenly thought that the big cadres were not good, and Xu Jing, the young emperor, would still identify with the little emperors in the past.

Once the war situation falls into a huge tug-of-war, it will definitely be impatient to seek peace.

Mobei can take this opportunity to make unreasonable demands, and then grow bigger step by step.

Maybe, it can also take the Tianshan Kingdom and expand its territory again.

But this time, Xu Jing's resoluteness gave them a slap in the face.

When Mobei wanted to join forces, Xu Jing rarely abandoned the policy of defending along the city.

Choose to fight in the vast land with Mobei in the field.

dragged Mobei's footsteps with one life and one bloody battle after another, in exchange for a chance to return to defense.

During this period, the losses of the great cadres were also huge, and 200,000 soldiers died here.

Among them, there are many famous generals in Jizhou and former leaders of the rebels.

200,000 for 300,000, this seems to be a big win.

As a matter of fact, it is an unacceptable and huge loss for the cadres.

Now there are almost very few troops in the hands of the great cadres, and there are only less than 70,000 forbidden troops left, and the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry that is still intact and the Yanyun Iron Cavalry that is still hundreds of mutilated.

It's only 150,000 troops.

What they have to face is the 200,000 Mobei army and the remaining 50,000 puppet army.

It's almost twice as many enemies to face, and it's not a gap that can be completely erased by relying on technology.

Everyone present knew that what was going to be met next would be a bloody and tough battle.

If he wins, Daqian will enjoy a hundred years of peace, and Mobei will no longer have the strength to go south.

But if they lose, the great cadres will inevitably lose the Central Plains, and they can only retreat south of the Yellow River to survive.

"It's coming!" While thinking, Xu Jing was interrupted by the sound of hurried horses' hooves, and looked up.

In the distance, a large number of horses appeared, and behind them were a large number of ladders and siege equipment.

"When will there be news from the Dian region?" Xu Jing lowered his voice and asked Gonggong Cao on the side.

Xu Jing didn't dare to show a nervous look.

When the emperor of the dynasty, if he showed fear at such a time, it would inevitably make the army's morale completely collapse.

But Xu Jing is also a human being, and he will be afraid of death.

At the moment when the strength of the two sides is so disparity, the only thing Xu Jing can rely on is the wolf soldier who is numbering 100,000.

If this wolf army can arrive at the specified time, Daqian may still have a chance to turn the corner.

Gonggong Cao hesitated for a moment before replying, "There is no reply for the time being." Come to think of it, he was also watching the situation. ”

Xu Jing caught the traces and nodded, slowly stood up and walked to the front of the tall building.

"Soldiers!" As Xu Jing's voice sounded, the soldiers of Dongcheng looked up at the emperor with their backs to the sun.

"The barbarians of Mobei are arrogant and unreasonable, occupying the land of our Daqian several times and plundering our Daqian people." Xu Jing exhaled a breath of turbid air and shouted.

With Xu Jing's words, the soldiers present all bowed their heads, and the hands holding the weapons clenched unconsciously.

"Now, there is no way to retreat. Do I have to bow my head in humiliation? Or is it a desperate fight? Xu Jing calmed down and shouted to ask.

As Xu Jing asked, the painful memory buried deep in the hearts of the soldiers was awakened.

Many of the soldiers present were born in the Gyeonggi and Jizhou areas.

Over there, the iron cavalry of the Mobei barbarians never stopped.

Every autumn harvest season, these barbarians will rush through the city pass and rush in, taking away a large area of wheat and corn that has been put away with great difficulty.

Along with the common people, they were also taken away as food.

They also have a very humiliating name in the mouths of this group of Mobei barbarians - two-legged sheep.

What Mobei plundered again and again left behind were hungry and cold people and corpses.

Remembering this, the soldier threw his head up and shouted, "Fight to the death!" ”

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

The roar of tens of thousands of soldiers did not stop, and it kept echoing over the east gate.

The Mobei soldiers who arrived three hundred steps away also changed slightly when they heard these voices.

These months of fighting have not been very easy for them.

Due to the elongation of the battle line, and Xu Jing's ruthlessness, all the wheat fields and houses along the way were burned.

They couldn't find even the slightest bit of food, so they could only search for bark and weeds.

In the end, the corpses of both sides killed in the battle were to be collected for food.

It wasn't until the land of Jizhou was completely broken and entered the Gyeonggi area that he took some food from the puppet dynasty.

But these foods are still a drop in the bucket for more than 200,000 troops.

Once the battle continues to lengthen, it is unknown whether the more than 200,000 Mobei troops can still preserve their combat strength.

"Sons! As long as we take the capital, we can eat and drink in a big way! Compared with Xu Jing's emotion, what King Khan said before the battle was much simpler.

But a short sentence is enough to urge this group of Mobei soldiers with green eyes in their eyes.

They hadn't eaten a good meal for a long time, but now they heard that the food was close in front of them, and they were more excited than anyone else.

Woo~Woo~Woo~

With a long horn sounding, the Mobei army launched an attack without even stopping.

This group of hungry and anxious Mobei cavalry rushed towards the city tower like a desperate one.

It was followed by the ladders and siege equipment of the puppet dynasty.

"Open the gates!" With Jiang Zhenting snorting, the West Gate Gate was opened.

Yan Yuntie, who had already been prepared, galloped out wildly amid the sound of artillery explosions.

Hundreds of Yan Yun Iron Cavalry looked inconspicuous in the war of tens of thousands of people.

However, it was this group of hundreds of iron cavalry that forcibly crossed between the Mobei iron cavalry and interrupted the rhythm of the attack.

The flames continued to ignite during the period, when Yan Yuntie rode away.

Hundreds of loud noises exploded in the ranks of the Mobei cavalry.

Li You'an's own choice rushed into the enemy formation with the last remaining batch of Yanyun Tie riding two horses and negative bombs.

Those who can survive only flee with two horses, and those who die in the chaos will die with the Mobei Iron Cavalry.