Stunning beauty

The night wind is cool.

War horses neigh.

In the dead of night, Zhu Qingge came to the carriage, opened the curtain, and asked, "Brother Li, come out and get some air. I have ordered the patrolling soldiers not to allow anyone to come near here."

"Ah."

In the carriage, Li Ziye responded lightly, and with Xiaosi's support, he got out of the carriage.

Zhu Qingge moved the mechanism chair down, and said with concern, "Shall I arrange a tent for Brother Li?"

"Need not."

Li Ziye refused, "It's fine for me to come out to catch my breath. Except for the son and the prince, you guys, no one should know my whereabouts."

"Brother Li, I haven't had time to ask, if the emptiness of the Raksha army is discovered by the army of Mobei West Road, what should I do?" Zhu Qingge asked in a calm voice.

"Stick to defend the city."

Li Ziye replied, "Fix the fortifications as soon as possible, and we won't be able to defend ourselves."

"The Acropolis has been captured once by the Mobei army. Now it is a dead city with nothing left. Can it be defended?" Zhu Qingge asked.

"If you can't keep it, you have to keep it."

Li Ziye stared at the east, and said softly, "The opponents are Tantai Tiannv and Mobei Cavalry. Without the determination to die, it is impossible to win. The war between the two dynasties has been fought until now, and the reason why Dashang was so beaten by Mobei Babu The embarrassment is because the Mobei Eight Divisions regard this war as a battle of life and death, but Dashang has never had the heart to sink the boat."

Speaking of this, Li Ziye looked at the prince of the Southwest Prince and asked, "My son, have you seen the eyes of the soldiers of Mobei?"

"No."

Zhu Qingge shook his head and responded.

"I've seen it up close."

Li Ziye said solemnly, "That is the look of death. They have experienced the suffering of the cold winter, so they know better than anyone that if this war cannot be won, not only will they die, but their parents, wives and children will also die." Death, since they will die no matter what, they would rather die in battle!"

Zhu Qingge was shocked when he heard the words.

As the commander-in-chief, he understood how terrible it would be if all the soldiers in an army had the will to die.

The mourners will win!

What's even more frightening is that the current situation is that the Mobei Eight Divisions are not an army, but the entire Eight Divisions.

"In this war, Mobei Babu paid more than hundreds of thousands of cavalry."

Li Ziye sighed softly, "Since the beginning of the war, Baidi City has been adding more troops to the Mobei Third Route Army. Mobei, how can there be so many soldiers, how can there be so many horses, they are overdrawn In the next ten years, or even 20 years of vitality, the father died in battle, the son mounted the sword with a knife, the elder brother died in battle, and the younger brother rushed to the battlefield. What kind of determination is this? Mobei people can ride and shoot well, and they are not afraid of life and death The spirit of the Mobei Cavalry has created the unshakable myth of the Mobei Cavalry."

"I understand."

After hearing the former's words, Zhu Qingge fell silent, and after a while, he said, "No wonder, brother Li, you have always emphasized that to defeat the eight tribes of Mobei, you must first repel the Heavenly Mandate army, and then gather all the forces before you can fight Mobei Eight Parts fight to the death."

"The Tianyu army and the silver-armored cavalry are very strong, but they are only very strong."

Li Ziye said calmly, "Although they are very strong, they can be defeated. Unlike the Eight Tribes of Mobei, they are not defeated, but die in battle!"

In Mobei Babu, he has seen what it means to be a general who dies in a hundred battles.

There has never been another era where all the kings of a clan went to war in person.

Even the monarchs are fighting on the battlefield, how could the soldiers of the eight tribes in Mobei not give up their lives?

"drive!"

At this moment, thousands of miles away, with war horses galloping and dust flying, Tantai Jingyue and Lord Bai Di led the west-route army towards the Acropolis.

Not long after, a small city appeared in front of the mighty Mobei cavalry.

The dilapidated city is full of scorched marks from the flames of war. At this moment, in the city, the soldiers of the Raksha Army are hurrying up to build fortifications to resist the Mobei army that may arrive at any time.

About an hour later, outside the Acropolis, the troops from Mobei West Road arrived one after another.

"Appeal."

Outside the city, Tantai Jingyue reined in his horse, looked at the Raksha army in front of the city, and did not rush to order to attack the city.

At the side, Lord Baidi also stopped, and asked, "They really came here, are they starting to fight?"

"Not urgent."

Tantai Jingyue shook her head and replied, "Wait until all the catapults and siege engines are brought in, and now, it's not enough."

While the two were talking, chariots rushed to the rear of the army, and then the soldiers on the chariots quickly got down and began to assemble catapults and siege vehicles.

The completely dismantled catapults and siege engines were gradually taken into shape under the assembly of Mobei soldiers. It was obvious that the development of Mobei's eight siege equipment had reached a very high level.

In the sky, the bright moon is going westward, and the dawn will follow.

When the sun was rising, more catapults arrived behind the Mobei army, and then they were assembled one after another.

In the city, on the tower, the Raksha army officers and soldiers looked at the rows of catapults below the city, and felt their scalps tingling.

"Little boy."

In the carriage of the southwestern army heading north, Xiao Si looked at the young master holding his right hand tightly in front of him and asked with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No."

Li Ziye responded calmly, "I'm waiting for news."

"information?"

Xiao Si asked puzzled, "Where is the news?"

"Reinforcements."

Li Ziye said softly, "The Acropolis cannot withstand the fierce attack of the Mobei West Road army. Their catapults can destroy the city walls and towers. If they can attack the Acropolis once, they can attack it a second time. Therefore, if reinforcements cannot If we arrive in time, those [-] Rakshasa troops will be completely eaten by the Mobei West Road army."

"Near the Acropolis, are there any reinforcements?" Xiao Si asked suspiciously.

"It wasn't originally."

Li Ziye responded, "However, I asked someone to invite you in advance."

"Who?" Xiaosi asked in surprise.

"Eleventh Prince, Mu Qing!" Li Ziye replied.

The last thing Mobei's eight tribes want to do is to fight a war of attrition with big merchants. If Mu Qing's [-] troops can arrive in time, the danger of the Acropolis can be solved.

Tantai Jingyue would never use her 6 iron cavalry and Luocha army and Mu Qing's [-] people to consume each other in the small city of Acropolis, because it's not worth it.

Therefore, from now on, the [-] Rakshasa army must defend with their lives.

When the city is broken, fight on the streets. A street or a room can become a battlefield. As long as you persist until the arrival of reinforcements, there is hope.

In the battle of the Acropolis, the competition is not only about combat power, but also about willpower. If the Rakshasa Army is afraid, then it will be defeated in an instant.

In this way, the Rakshasa army is not worthy to win this war, and the same is true for the big merchants.

In the morning light, the sun shone through the curtains and into the compartment, Li Ziye looked at the east, his eyes became colder and colder.

His plan only goes so far, the rest is up to them to deal with.