Xiliang is stable and looking forward to the city.

Lang Yuan was holding a blood-stained flying bird knife and wearing blood-stained armor. His eyes were dull and he looked with despair at the Xianbei army that stretched for several miles under the city.

'Eight days of chasing! I, Lang Yuan, will eventually die here!'

Ever since he split up with Yan Xing to stop the enemy, Lang Yuan has been in a state of being passively beaten!

He thought about fighting back, thinking about becoming a hero who would decide the world in one battle!

But the opponent is too strong, with an army of more than three million, he can be killed by a mass of people! Not to mention that the opponent's army of more than three million also has an elite ace army of 500,000!

To this day, Lang Yuan can still clearly remember how his army was defeated by the opponent!

In just one frontal assault on the grassland, the White Bird Army he led was torn to pieces by the Xianbei ace army: the elite of the Yaju Army!

In panic, he led the remaining elites of the White Bird Army to escape towards Ding City, trying to join forces with Yan Xing to save his life!

But they ran fast, and the ace army of the Yaizhen Army ran even faster.

They were overtaken and crushed by the other side, killing each other for hundreds of thousands of miles, causing countless casualties!

He led the remnant army to flee in panic and embarrassment, specializing in remote places such as deep mountains and canyons, trying to completely get rid of the enemy;

In this case!

If it weren't for the fact that he was quite familiar with the road conditions in Xiliang's stable land, if it weren't for the fact that the enemy had just arrived and the roads were impassable; if it weren't for the fact that the enemy had to plunder many small towns before continuing the pursuit, they would definitely

completely annihilated;

even so……

After running for several days, they were still blocked by the enemy at the Lookout City.

Four gates are blocked!

Because it is the land of Ximen, there are no less than 300,000 troops scattered all over the place. The enemy troops can be seen beating drums, waving flags, holding high weapons, condensing the shadows of fierce military formation souls, and heading towards

Wangcheng's wall direction came to attack;

The battle to defend the city lasted only one day.

Lang Yuan couldn't hold it any longer.

The lord of Wangcheng was guarding the east gate; he also asked him for help many times; but he could no longer hold the west gate, so how could he go to the east gate for support?

Looking at the only 20,000 remnants of the army behind him, Lang Yuan swallowed speechlessly, and the White Bird Sword in his hand seemed to sway unconsciously with his body.

"I, Lang Yuan, really deserve to be the king of the Qiang people!"

"Lead 300,000 elite Qiang warriors in a bloody battle! Until now, only 20,000 people have been killed?!"

"I'm sorry for the Qiang people. I'm sorry for General Zhou's trust!"

"I don't regret my death, but after I die, how can I have the dignity to meet my ancestors?"

Only at this moment did Lang Yuan deeply understand what a powerful tribe was; what a powerful elite army was;

As a member of the Qiang ethnic group, they roamed the land of Xiliang and no one dared to touch them. How could they have such a miserable day?!

The elite of his tribe are almost dead!

Will the Qiang people still be considered a large tribe in the future?

"I'm not willing to give in!"

Lang Yuan gritted his teeth, hating his own incompetence. If he could be as powerful as Ma Chao, Pang De and others, he wouldn't be so embarrassed and powerless!

"Hey, General, look!"

Suddenly, the guards' screams came to my ears.

Lang Yuan trembled slightly and looked over, following the direction of the guard's fingers. At this glance, he couldn't help but contract his pupils, and all the hair on his body seemed to stand on end.

"How is that possible?! What happened?!"

Everywhere you look.

The Xianbei army, which was originally preparing to attack the city, actually began to gather together at an extremely fast speed, and then, led by Ke Bineng, quickly fled towards the north.

"...?!"

Lang Yuan was a little confused.

His whole body seemed to be electrocuted. Not only was his body numb, but his soul seemed to be trembling and vibrating.

You must know that Ke Bineng is an extremely difficult person!

He would be so miserable, and 90% of his 'merits' would belong to Kebineng.

To be honest, Lang Yuan was really psychologically affected by Ke Bi Neng.

Now that he saw such a powerful opponent suddenly running away, he instinctively felt that there was something fishy in it. Was the opponent trying to trick him again? Was he trying to seduce him into a trap or something?

But soon, he reacted...

"wrong."

He glanced around and murmured, "In my current situation, do I still need to use tricks? Do I need to use deception? With an army of 300,000 men coming together, I'm afraid that with just one attack, we will be completely defeated."

On the western city wall, except for 20,000 remaining soldiers, there was no one else.

There are not even strong men or militiamen in the field.

As for the 20,000 remnant soldiers, most of them looked panicked and had tired eyes. It was obvious at a glance that they were an army whose morale had completely collapsed and was unable to fight at all.

Under such circumstances, how could Ke Bineng fail to see that they only needed one impact to reap the numerous fruits of Wangcheng?

"Kebi has mastered the skill of Falling Eagle Bow and has extremely good eyesight. He can easily see through the void for more than ten miles. There is no reason why he didn't know about this situation. Since he knew it, why did he leave in such a hurry?"

Lang Yuan didn't know the situation, but he had to say that Ke Bineng's departure did make him feel relieved.

Faced with Ke Bi Neng, a master of the Xianbei clan who was so thoughtful, extremely capable, and knew how to use tactics, he could only kneel down.

He originally thought he was going to die. Unexpectedly, another village appeared, and it seemed that God would not stop him.

"Look, general, it seems like a large force is coming. Hey, look at their big flag, Cavalry General Zhou, who is this? Could it be... it's General Zhou Yi Zhou?!"

The personal guard is one of the ten thousand generals in the remaining elite White Bird Army. He also has extraordinary eyesight. He is Lang Yuan's right-hand man. This time, he is the one who reminded Lang Yuan again.

Lang Yuan heard clearly, and his body and mind began to tremble. He looked over with bright eyes, and sure enough, on the grassland to the west of Wangcheng, dozens of miles away, there was a large army coming rapidly towards Wangcheng.

They were extremely fast; they were like black dragons roaming the earth. In a blink of an eye, they were running for thousands of meters. They were as fast as the aurora and lightning.

Their appearance was difficult to see clearly, but the big flag flying high in the sky shone with golden light in the setting sun;

The large characters on the flag seemed to be shining brightly, allowing people to roughly see the handwriting on it. It was the five large characters of "Hussars General Zhou" with flying dragons and phoenixes!

You can see clearly.

Lang Yuan's whole body felt like he was struck by lightning, and he muttered stupidly, "How is it possible?! How could General Zhou come here at this time?! It's against common sense!"

To know.

There are no less than three million Xiongnu troops rampaging west of Anding. If you want to get here, you must defeat the three million Xiongnu troops!

As far as he knew, just this morning, the city lords of Wangcheng received a letter asking for help from Dingcheng!

It's dusk now!

How long has it been since?

Such a thing actually happened? He couldn't receive any news or news?!

And looking at Kebineng's situation, it was obvious that Kebineng didn't know about it, so he urgently chose to evacuate when General Hussar led his army.

"It's so surprising. Why?!"

Lang Yuan was puzzled. No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure out how Zhou Yi did this;

How did he leap over the Huns' millions of troops and lead the Wuzui cavalry to Wangcheng? How did he make Kebi Neng not even dare to fight and just run away?!

Too much, too much to understand.

It tickled Lang Yuan's heart like a hundred claws.

But it has to be said that the arrival of Zhou Yi was really like a shot in the arm, making his blood boil. His original decadence and despair were instantly swept away. At this moment, only ecstasy and excitement remained: "General Hussars is coming to the rescue."

We are saved. We are saved. Wangcheng is saved!”

The voice is a little hoarse!

It was him who roared and roared.

The sound was a bit broken, but it was like a thunder that exploded in every corner of the wall in the west of Wangcheng!

All of a sudden.

Curiosity, excitement, disbelief, excitement, ecstasy and other emotions surged into the hearts of the remnants of the army and the people watching the city!

Out of curiosity, some of them climbed up the city wall and looked outside.

As expected.

A jet-black train and a shining golden flag were announcing their arrival.
To be continued...