At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 232: The old Beifu Army's request for help
Pan Yuanshao knew that these 30,000 Northern Army troops were the result of the hard work accumulated bit by bit by his master in the past.

Although he had expected it, when it really happened, not to mention the Marquis, even he himself felt better in his heart.

"Damn you, old man Xie."

Xiao Han cursed with a gloomy face.

"The 120,000 cavalry led by Chen Qingzhao arrived behind Jubei City seven or eight days ago and have been lying in ambush in the valley."

Pan Yuanshao smiled bitterly.

"Which direction did the remnants of the Northern Army go?"

he asked.

"To the west."

Pan Yuanshao said: "I have sent people to investigate, and there should be news in the next few days."

"Report."

Someone walked into the hall quickly and said, "My Lord, there is a man outside the palace who claims to be a soldier of the Northern Palace Army and wants to see you, my Lord."

"Bring it in."

He spoke.

"promise."

Soon, the guards brought the person into the hall.

The blood-soaked man fell to his knees with a thud and choked up, "I finally see the Marquis."

"Which battalion are you from?"

"In reply to the Marquis, I am a scout from the Tianzi Camp, under Commander Guan."

"Under Guan Wen's command."

Xiao Han waved his hand, and lifted him up with his gentle Qi, and said in a serious tone, "How many of you are left, and where are you now?"

"When we rushed out of Jubei City, more than 200 brothers were killed or injured. Now there are more than 800 left. We were chased by the Northern Wei army along the way, and many of them were killed or injured."

"When I left the camp, there were less than 500 people left."

The man slowly took out a tattered black banner covered in blood from his arms. He held the banner in both hands and raised it above his head. "This is the banner of the Northern Army that Commander Guan asked me to bring out. Hand it over to the Marquis."

Xiao Han took over the banner and his expression became increasingly ugly.

"Before the city was captured, General Xu said that there was no place for the Northern Army in Jizhou, so he asked Commander Guan to bring us to Xiliang to seek refuge with the Marquis."

The man wiped the blood off his face and cursed, "Xie Xuanli asked our Beifu Army to defend Jubei City to the death, but he didn't give us any food, fodder or weapons."

The thirty thousand brothers guarded for more than forty days. They ate up all the tree bark, grass roots, snakes and insects, and finally had to rely on cold water to fill their stomachs.

The rescue team sent out disappeared after leaving the city.

There was not a single soldier, nor a grain of food, nor any sword to support them.

"Blood Shadow, take the person away."

Xiao Han looked at him and said, "I will go pick up Guan Wen and the others. You can rest assured and recover in the mansion."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis."

The soldiers kowtowed heavily and then followed Bloodshadow to the backyard.

A moment later, war drums sounded in the county magistrate's mansion, and within an incense stick's time, all the generals in the city arrived.

"My Lord, is there any war?"

Liao Huan asked.

"Guan Wen has brought the few hundred remaining Northern Army cavalry to surrender to us."

He spoke.

"Really?"

Liao Huan was excited: "That kid should have come a long time ago."

"Where are you?"

"We should be reaching Shuoyin soon."

Xiao Han shook his head: "Liao Huan, you lead 20,000 Youzhou cavalry and 20,000 Xuanjia soldiers, a total of 40,000 cavalry, starting from Changshan, all the way north, holding my command arrow, passing through Shuoyin, and go to meet Guan Wen and others."

"promise."

Liao Huan stood up and clasped his fists, "Please rest assured, my lord. I will definitely bring the brothers of the Northern Army back safely." "If we encounter Jizhou soldiers blocking us on the way, show me my command arrows. If they don't retreat, we will kill them."

“Qin Yuanba, you lead the Shen Ce Army and station them in Pucheng. If Liao Huan and Shuoyin’s Jizhou Army start a war, head north immediately.”

He narrowed his eyes, and inadvertently, a hint of murderous intent emerged.

After receiving the order, Liao Huan went to the Changshan camp to inspect the troops. Forty thousand cavalry rushed out of the camp, marched northward in a mighty force, crossed Pucheng, and traveled day and night, heading straight for Shuoyin.

After dismissing all the generals, the hall suddenly became quiet. He closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qingyao seldom saw her master with such a serious expression, and she was in no mood to laugh or play, so she practiced swordplay in the open space outside the palace.

The war between Jizhou and Northern Wei is still going on. The two sides are fighting back and forth for the control of Jubei City, and the scene is very lively.

The Northern Wei military god versus the white-robed soldier immortal.

Three days later.

Outside Shuoyin City.

Hundreds of riders were galloping wildly on the ground, wearing tattered armor, holding broken weapons in their hands, with wounds mixed with blood all over their bodies. Some of the wounds had already scabbed over, while others had the skin and flesh turned inside out, oozing pus and blood.

These were the remnants of the Northern Army that had rushed out of Jubei City. A thousand cavalrymen left the city, but now only about two hundred were left.

Guan Wen turned around and saw a hideous scar on his face, from the bridge of his nose to his neck, and one could even see the bones.

The skin and flesh had not yet healed, and when he rode his horse, the wound was pulled and blood kept oozing out.

He looked back and saw dust rising into the sky behind him. Dense Northern Wei cavalry were following him, with no end in sight.

"Brothers, hold on a little longer, Shuoyin City is just ahead."

Guan Wen's voice was hoarse, like a dying beast, his lips were cracked and bleeding.

"click"

When he was a hundred feet close to Shuoyin, he saw a dense rain of arrows coming out from the top of the city wall. Guan Wen was quick-witted and reined in his horse. The rain of arrows fell in front of him. If he had moved forward ten feet, he would have been shot into a hedgehog in an instant.

"Control."

Two hundred Northern Army soldiers stopped, the gates of Shuoyin City were opened, and a burly and brave general rode out on his horse with a sword in hand, followed by a large mass of Jizhou cavalry, and stood at the foot of Shuoyin City.

The general holding the sword shouted: "The traitor Guan Wen led the Northern Palace Army to open the city gate without authorization and led the Northern Wei army to attack the North City. His crime is unforgivable."

"According to the order of Queen Ouye, all the soldiers of the Northern Army will be killed on the spot."

The Northern Wei cavalry chasing behind also stopped. Two hundred Northern Palace troops were sandwiched between the Northern Wei Jizhou army.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind. The voice is in a desperate situation. There is no way to go up to heaven and no door to go down to earth.

Guan Wen was unable to argue, nor did he want to argue. He looked at his brothers and comrades and grinned, "Brothers, do you still remember this place?"

"That's where the Marquis was. We defeated the 50,000 cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty."

"Today, even if we die, we will be considered to have returned to our homeland."

The warhorse under his crotch neighed anxiously. Guan Wen raised the broken weapon in his hand and shouted: "Northern Palace Army, can you still fight?"

"Can fight."

"Can fight."

Two hundred elite cavalrymen of the Northern Army formed a battle formation, raised their weapons, and were filled with murderous intent, fearless even in the face of death.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

At this moment, thunder suddenly sounded between heaven and earth. The earth trembled, sand and rocks flew, and evil spirit rose to the sky.

Then a loud shout came from a distance.

"Xiliang General Liao Huan is here, who dares to hurt my brothers in the Northern Army?"

The surging murderous aura was overwhelming. A group of black-armored cavalry were coming towards Shuoyin. The first rider rode out on his horse. He had a body as strong as an iron tower. He was wearing dark armor and holding a horse-slaying sword in his hand.

"Xiliang General Liao Huan is here, who dares to hurt my brothers in the Northern Army?"

A loud shout.

It was like a bolt from the blue.

The Northern Wei Jizhou cavalry under the Shuoyin city were so shocked that they felt dizzy and their brains were buzzing. Many soldiers even fell off their horses.

(End of this chapter)