Xuanxia

Chapter 927 The army presses the territory
A day and a half later.

At dusk, Daiqin, leading more than 10,000 Feixiong soldiers, galloped all the way and finally approached the Feixiong tribe.

Looking at the familiar earthen houses from afar, Daiqin breathed a sigh of relief, and the more than 10,000 soldiers behind him also breathed a sigh of relief.

The Feixiong tribe remained peaceful and had not been surrounded by the Tiele army, and the Northern Yi army had not yet arrived.

During the past day and a half, Daiqin and his men had not eaten, drunk or slept. Their horses were almost exhausted and the men were tired to the extreme. Finally, they arrived before Tiele.

They didn't even dare to send out scouts, fearing that the scouts would get close to the Northern Yi army and be discovered by them, alerting them and causing the Tiele army to gallop...

Fortunately, it's not too late.

After Daiqin adjusted his mood, he reached out for a bow, bent the bow, pulled it to its full length, and shot an arrow in the direction of the Feixiong tribe!
The arrow flew out with a whistling sound, drawing a very high arc in the air, flying several miles, and finally falling far into the tribe.

They also slowed down the horses, from a gallop to a walk.

Soon, in less than an incense stick’s time, someone from the Feixiong tribe came out to greet them.

The leader was naturally the acting chief Yihe. He rode out with dozens of people on horseback. He saw Daiqin from a distance and his face immediately lit up with joy.

"Chief!"

He shouted, quickened his horse's speed, and came forward.

Daiqin smiled, turned over and dismounted, and many soldiers behind him also dismounted. However, their skills and physical strength were far inferior to those of the chief. After dismounting, many of them felt their legs go weak and fell to the ground. Some horses even lost balance at this time, fell heavily to the ground, and foamed at the mouth.

When Yihe saw this, the smile on his face instantly turned into shock.

He jumped off the horse while it was still running, and came to Daiqin in a few quick steps. He looked at the soldiers who fell to the ground and were extremely weak with fear in his eyes: "What happened?!"

“Quick…quick.”

Dai Qin said hoarsely: "Find more people to help, carry those who can't walk back, and if there are dead horses, don't waste them, take them back and slaughter them. There will be a fierce battle next!"

A strange look flashed in Yihe's eyes, and he blurted out: "It's Tiele..."

"It's him."

Daiqin nodded: "Quick!"

Yihe said no more nonsense and immediately turned around to give a few instructions. The faces of the people he brought with him also changed. They immediately pulled the reins, turned their horses' heads and ran towards the tribe.

They were very efficient in their work and before long a large group of people came to the tribe, including men, women, young and old. When they saw the soldiers who had been away from home for a long time to fight in the war, many of them cried for joy. Some could not find their families no matter how hard they tried, so some immediately fell silent and started working with tears in their eyes, while others ran through the crowd, shouting their names heartbreakingly to which no one would respond.

Although things were a bit chaotic, they still managed to quickly move Daiqin and more than 10,000 other soldiers and horses into the tribe little by little.

"Chief! Where's Brother Mao, Mao Yixige?!"

After searching the crowd, a shaman grabbed Daiqin's arm and said with glaring eyes: "He..."

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Daiqin patted the other person's hand and comforted him.

Mao Yixige had been assassinated in the army before and was seriously injured, but fortunately Daiqin had communicated the plan with Fu Qingzhou and Hong Ruohai in advance. During the decisive battle, he had sent someone to secretly send Mao Yixige to the Chongshan Pass North Frontier Military Camp.

At that time, the two armies were fighting fiercely, and the battle between Tiele and Hong Ruohai was so fierce that naturally no one would notice this little movement.

Afterwards, the Northern Frontier Army went deep into the Northern Yi, and Mao Yisig was also taken along and treated by the divine doctor Tao. Although he has not yet fully recovered, he is getting better.

After hearing Daiqin's words, several shamans breathed a sigh of relief, but their expressions were still a little complicated.

Unlike others, after learning about the assassination of Mauisig, they began to remain neutral in the "rebellion" of the Flying Bear Tribe.

The bear spirit is, after all, a beast spirit under the Ancestral Temple.

Mauisig had also participated in the "rebellion" before, so they naturally had nothing to say; but if Mauisig was really dead, then they would naturally have to consider what to do next...

As for the mysterious Buren Shaman? He came for a few days and then left. Several shamans guessed that he was not an ordinary person, so they did not dare to bet on him.

Therefore, they have been waiting and watching, fearing the worst possible outcome.

But now, Mauisig is alive, which means they don't have to make a difficult decision. "That's good, that's good!"

The shaman breathed a sigh of relief.

Daiqin smiled and was about to say something when his ear suddenly moved and he turned his head away abruptly!

He wasn't the only one who noticed something was wrong.

The people who were still outside the tribe and had not yet returned to the tribe, as well as the warriors who were watching on the tribal earth wall, all noticed something and looked into the distance.

On the other side of the horizon, a dark shadow is rumbling towards them!

Although it was far away, the suffocating smell of iron and blood had already drifted over and penetrated into everyone's nose!
"quick!"

Daiqin's expression changed: "Go back immediately! Close the door!"

The remaining people quickly returned to the tribe, and at this time, the Feixiong tribe finally entered the most urgent moment.

The only four remaining shamans climbed onto the top of the earth wall. They looked at the army that was getting closer and closer in the distance. Their hands and feet felt cold and the magic spells they chanted were trembling.

But no matter what, they quickly set up a large formation.

The temple on the hillside behind the tribe began to release powerful force at the shamans' supplications, which gradually permeated and enveloped the entire tribe.

Although Daiqin was tired, he still climbed up the city wall with Yihe.

In fact, this city wall is not very high or strong. The Feixiong Tribe is located deep in the border of the Beiyi Kingdom. This city wall is used to protect against wild beasts, sandstorms, and snow, not to protect against enemy troops.

But for now, this is their last bastion.

The Feixiong soldiers who were still able to move also climbed up the city wall one after another.

But their numbers were certainly not enough.

In the tribe, weapons have already been distributed to civilians.

The young and middle-aged men all picked up their weapons, followed closely by the elderly, teenagers, and even children in their early teens lined up.

After the swords, spears, bows and arrows were distributed, they began to distribute hay forks and horse whips.

After the iron armor and leather armor were distributed, they began to distribute cloth armor made of multiple layers of cloth sewn together, and even "armor" stuffed with hay and tiles.

The women took out the few remaining cloths, straw and firewood from their homes and began to sew new clothes, armor and arrows.

"Chief."

On the city wall, Yi He's voice trembled a little: "How long can we hold out?"

"Three days, just three days."

Dai Qin said softly: "In three days, reinforcements from the Northern Frontier Army will arrive... In addition, Fu Qingzhou will also come."

"Fu Qingzhou?" Yi He was startled. "The legendary young hero of Yan State who disappeared for a few years?"

"Ah."

Daiqin nodded: "He also came to our tribe not long ago. At that time, his name was Buren."

"What! Lord Shaman Buren?!" Yihe was shocked.

However, now a certain person's name and identity can no longer shock him for long.

The approaching army made it impossible for anyone to have any other thoughts.

As the sun sets, the clouds in the sky turn blood red, tinting the approaching army with a fierce look.

Daiqin even seemed to be able to see... Tiele's face.

He was wearing armor, holding a big sword, riding a horse, walking at the front of the entire army, with a solemn expression and a fluttering cloak. His cold eyes looked at the Feixiong tribe from afar, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be suppressed!

(End of this chapter)