"(In Shen language) something's not quite right..."
"(Sheang language) Hmm."
Gorgan, the leader of the Wujiao Tribe, and Lilhaqi, the leader of the Wujiao Tribe, looked at each other and felt that Luo City looked a little strange at this moment.
Because not far away from them, a Jiejiao cavalryman rode his horse and rushed to a military tent. He raised the tent with a spear, but was shocked to find that there was no one in the tent.
There was no trace of Wei soldiers in any of the nearby military tents.
This made the two patriarchs, Gorgan and Lilhachi, feel their hearts sink to the bottom.
You must know that this time they came specifically to take revenge on the Wei people. The Dangshan army in revenge for the Wei people attacked their tribal camp. This can be said to be an example of being carried away by anger.
However, even so, it does not mean that after seeing all these abnormalities, they still did not realize that this was a trap of the Wei people.
"boom--"
There was a loud noise, as if something with a hint of fire exploded at the military tent not far to their left.
Suddenly, fire burst out there, and the Jiejiao cavalrymen who were very close were scorched into black coals, including their men and their horses.
"Barking barking..."
Due to the sudden appearance of fire, the horses under the crotches of the nearby Jiejiao cavalry were panicked.
"(In the language of the He tribe) what's going on?" Gorgan, the leader of the Wujiao tribe, asked in a shocked voice while comforting the frightened war horse.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a Jiejiao cavalry pointing at the sky and shouting in horror: "(In the language of the Yi people) heaven, heaven..."
Gorgan looked up at the sky and vaguely noticed that there seemed to be stars in the sky.
What's there to be afraid of?
Gorgan muttered to himself.
But after a while, he felt something was wrong, because the stars in his eyes seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and then, their true form was finally revealed: a wooden barrel with burning strips of cloth.
"(In the language of the Yi people), it is the fierce fire oil of the Wei army!"
Gorgan exclaimed.
Immediately, hundreds of wooden barrels exploded nearby, causing the surrounding area to turn into a sea of fire.
"(In Shen language) Get out! Get out quickly!"
"(In the language of the Yi people) We have been fooled. This is a trap by the Wei people!"
"(In Shen language) Get out quickly!"
Hundreds of Jiejiao cavalry nearby were so frightened by the sea of fire that they immediately returned along the way they came, regardless of their safety.
After all, in their perception, it was the Heavenly Fire of the Wei people, a fire that could not be extinguished even by heavy rain.
As for the rest of the Jiejiao warriors who scattered after entering the city, these people couldn't care less.
At this time, in the southern suburbs of Luocheng, three hundred catapults were constantly throwing barrel bombs, bombarding Luocheng wantonly with barrel after barrel of barrel bombs filled with oil.
And near those catapults, Zhao Hongrun stood with his back on his back, silently staring at Luocheng in the distance, which was shrouded in a sea of fire.
He was a little regretful because the walls of Luocheng were too short. Otherwise, none of the 20,000 Jiejiao cavalry in the city would be able to escape.
Behind him, the tribal chiefs of the Luoshui Alliance looked at this scene with complicated eyes.
After all, not long ago, when they were at the other end of Luocheng, they had experienced the pain of Wei Jun's offensive. But now, they were standing outside Luocheng, watching the Jiejiao cavalry advancing on them.
Following in the footsteps, this gave them a mixed feeling.
It has to be said that Luocheng at this moment is like a hell on earth. Looking around, there is a sea of high-temperature fire all around.
Think about it, when the Shang Shui Army first attacked Luocheng, there were only thirty catapults, which made the tribes in Luocheng complain so much that they had no choice but to surrender. But now, all three hundred catapults are dispatched.
, one can imagine the power.
Just listen to the screams of the Jiejiao cavalrymen who were desperate and perished in the sea of fire at this moment in Luo City.
Those Jiejiao cavalry who were lucky enough not to be burned to death by the sea of fire fled towards various city gates. However, they did not expect that the city gates in the southeast, northwest and southeast had all been completely blocked by the merchant navy with fierce fire oil before they evacuated.
"(In Shen language) Are we all going to be burned to death here?!"
One of the Jiejiao cavalry shouted angrily and loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, another Jiejiao cavalry had an idea and shouted loudly: "Abandon your horses and go up the city wall!"
His words moved the hearts of the jiejiao cavalry who were surrounded by chaos.
Yes, the walls of Luocheng are only two feet high. As long as you jump down with correct posture, it will not be fatal.
Thinking of this, these Jiejiao cavalry got off their horses one after another, climbed up the city wall, and fled out of the city.
It only hurt those Jiejiao cavalry who were surrounded by a sea of fire in the city and were burned to death.
"King Su."
Outside the city, a warrior from the Lun tribe rode up to Zhao Hongrun and reported what they saw to King Su of Wei.
When he heard that many of the Jiejiao cavalry in the city had abandoned their horses and jumped off the city wall to escape, Zhao Hongrun gave a bitter smile.
There was nothing he could do about this, except that the walls of Luocheng were not high.
"Prince Su, why don't we go and stop him?"
Lu Balong, the leader of the Lun tribe, suggested from the side.
It is undeniable that these small and medium-sized tribes that have formed an alliance with Wei still have a lot of cavalry.
But after Zhao Hongrun thought about it, he shook his head and rejected it.
Why?
Because there are indeed a lot of cavalry from the tribes under his command, but Jijiao's side has more cavalry. If he is not greedy enough, Bitatu will seize the opportunity and regain the disadvantage.
"Dismantle the catapult and withdraw!"
Zhao Hongrun made a prompt decision and issued the order.
As Zhao Hongrun guessed, Bitatu felt that something was wrong when the west city gate was blocked by fire. Then, when he saw the Wei army using catapults to load heavy fire oil somewhere in an attempt to burn the Jie people in the city.
When he saw the horned cavalry, he was filled with shock and anger.
Because if his adopted son Bosile hadn't caught him in time and persuaded him not to follow him into the city, he might have been burned to death by the sea of fire in the city at this moment.
"Those traitors... those traitors who willingly degenerated and were willing to be dogs for the Wei people!"
The images of Sayin, Aru, and Shurha came to mind, and Bitatu was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead.
At this moment, he still doesn't understand.
"(In Shen language) Go to the camp to bring reinforcements! Go and bring reinforcements quickly!" Bitatu shouted with a look of shock and anger.
There were also several Jiejiao cavalry who followed Bosile. After hearing this, they quickly rode back to their base and asked for help from the tribal chiefs who were left guarding the camp.
It has to be said that although I was a little unhappy with Bitatu these past two days over the issue of withdrawing troops, after hearing Bitatu's request for help, tribal chiefs like Guyigu, the chief of the Gray Horn Tribe, still expressed their concern.
He brought his tribe's cavalry to help.
These Jiejiao cavalry went around Luocheng to search for traces of the Wei army, but unfortunately, the Wei army had already withdrawn.
About half an hour later, Luocheng became silent again, except for the fire inside the city that was still burning.
At this moment, the Jiejiao cavalry who were able to escape had already abandoned their mounts and escaped over the city wall; and those Jiejiao cavalry who had not yet escaped, probably had no chance of escaping again.
"The patriarch..."
Guyi Gu, the leader of the Gray Horn Tribe, came to Bitatu and looked at the gloomy Bitatu with a complicated expression.
"Have you found any trace of the Wei army?" Bitatu asked in a deep voice.
Guyigu, the leader of the Gray Horn Tribe, shook his head and said regretfully: "The Wei army may have expected that we would search for them, and after setting the fire, they retreated early..."
"They can't escape!" Bitatu's eyes flashed with shock and anger, and he said coldly: "Tell the soldiers to search around!"
Bitatu thought well. After all, in his opinion, the Jiejiao cavalry under his command were all cavalry, while the merchant navy army was mostly infantry. How could they not catch up?
However, Gu Yigu, the leader of the Gray Horn Tribe, was hesitant to speak.
Perhaps noticing Guyigu's hesitation, Bitatu said angrily: "Go quickly!"
Guyi Gu hesitated several times, sighed, shook his head, and led his cavalry to pursue the Wei army.
But he was murmuring in his heart: It is true that the Wei army lost Luocheng, but they still held the crossbow chariot in their hands. Even if they could catch up on the ground, what could they do? Our brave tribal warriors, in the company of the Wei state,
In front of the crossbow, you are just dying in vain.
He wanted to remind Bitatu, but Bitatu was so angry at the moment that he couldn't hear him.
"(In Shen language) Search around for me!"
Bitatu shouted sharply at the surrounding Jiejiao cavalry.
After hearing this, the Jiejiao cavalry who came to support searched in three directions: north, east, and south.
But what Bitatu never expected was that about half an hour later, before his Jiejiao cavalry could send back the news that they had successfully found the Wei army, another bad news came: the Wei army attacked his garrison camp.
The camp was set on fire.
The camp was attacked?
Facing a Jiejiao cavalry who came to summon him, Bitatu was stunned and stunned.
He never expected that those Wei troops did not flee eastward, but instead attacked his garrison camp in a roundabout way, as if he was sure that Bitatu would call in reinforcements from the garrison camp and search for them.
"Where is the Wei army?... Are they still around our camp?"
"No, the Wei army quickly retreated after attacking the camp..." The Jiejiao cavalry who came to convey the message timidly replied under Bitatu's gloomy gaze.
"Then you let the Wei people leave like this?" Bitatu shouted with a look of shock and anger.
It's no wonder that Bitatu was furious. You must know that even at this moment, there are still more than 10,000 Jiejiao cavalry and hundreds of thousands of Jiejiao slave soldiers in his garrison camp. There are so many that he can't catch those who sneak attack the camp.
The Wei army?
"No, it's..." Seeing Bitatu's rage, the Jiejiao cavalry showed a hint of fear on his face, and explained bravely: "If there were no slave soldiers, we could have captured and killed those Wei troops..."
What if there were no slave soldiers?
Bitatu was stunned when he heard this, and asked suspiciously: "What happened to the slave soldiers?"
I saw the Jiejiao cavalry licking his lips and whispering: "When the Wei army made a sneak attack, they asked people to shout loudly in our words, saying that if a slave carried the head of one of our soldiers and surrendered to the Wei army, that Wei army's solemn
The king then pardoned his status as a slave..." At this point, he paused and said in horror: "The slaves have gone crazy, and they attacked our soldiers under the instigation of the Wei people..."
Bitatu's eyes almost popped out of his head when he heard this, and his chest was filled with anger. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "How dare you... How dare you..."
After saying that, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he shouted angrily: "Everyone go back to the camp!"
The order was issued, and all the Jie cavalry returned to the camp one after another.
At this moment, in the Jiejiao people's garrison camp, the Wei people had long disappeared, only the Jiejiao cavalry and the Hu slaves were killing each other.
The entire garrison camp was in chaos.
There were about 30,000 to 40,000 Jiejiao cavalry, facing 110,000 to 120,000 Hu slaves. This inexplicable internal fight made Bitatu angry and blood well up.
As the saying goes, it rained all night when the house was leaking. Bitatu never expected that he had just been defeated by the Wei people using a trap, and the slave soldiers in the nest actually turned against him.
Those lowly slaves actually dare to fight against Jiejiao's warriors!
"(In the Yi language) Kill all these traitors!" Bitatu roared angrily.
After all, he also took the weapon and seemed to plan to go into battle himself.
However, at this time, Bosile grabbed the reins of Bitatu's mount.
"Grand Patriarch, don't worry about these slaves..." Looking at Bitatu with an angry face, Bosile said calmly: "Even if the Patriarch can kill all these slaves, what can he do? Maybe the Wei people will
They are lying in ambush all around, waiting for us to exhaust ourselves trying to kill these slaves...withdraw our troops, we Jiejiao have lost this battle."
Bitatu was furious when he heard this, and subconsciously swung the riding crop towards Bosile.
There was a snap, and a bloodstain appeared on Bosile's face.
But even so, he still clutched the reins of Bitatu's mount tightly, and urged again: "Withdraw your troops, patriarch."
Looking at the blood stains on Bosile's face, and then at the chaos in front of him of the horned cavalry and the slave soldiers fighting each other, Bitatu slowly let go of the anger on his face, and let out a long sigh.