Water Margin begins as a captain in Yanggu County

Chapter 293 What’s going on?

A great battle, a chaotic battle.

Zhong Shizhong and Yao Pingzhong are attempting to attack Huaizhou, and they have all kinds of military equipment.

Where is Huaizhou? Actually, it's located about 100-200 li to the north and east of Lingzhou City.

On the other side, Xin Xingzong was on his way to Shunzhou. Lingzhou City was located to the west of the north, and this city was closer, only about a hundred miles away from Lingzhou.

Thus, the Western Xia dynasty, now divided between the two banks of the Yellow River, has only this much territory left, and its room for maneuver is limited.

Xin Xingzong has already begun his attack on the city, and he has all kinds of military equipment.

Even Xingqing Prefecture was only about two hundred li away from Su Wu, and the entire battlefield was only that big, all under the cover of Su Wu's cavalry.

Facing the city of Lingzhou, Zhong Shidao's army made no move, except to continuously dig trenches and guard their camp.

To the south, a massive logistics force organized from Yanzhou, stretching for several miles, is slowly making its way north. Resupplying them is no easy task, but once they have a supply run, the army will be able to rest easy for one or two months.

The escort consisted of over 10,000 cavalrymen and over 15,000 infantrymen, with as many as 30,000 to 40,000 civilian laborers and auxiliary soldiers.

This was an open strategy, not insidious at all; Su Wu personally led the cavalry in the escort team.

We'll see if the Tanguts come or not!

Inside Lingzhou City, how could Richard not be in a state of utter chaos?

Even Xiao Heda was saying, "Why are the Song people so patient this time? Their advance is so slow; they've tried every means to reach Lingzhou, yet they haven't moved an inch..."

This is truly so different from before...

Richard murmured to himself, as if sighing, "Su Wu, oh Su Wu..."

Xiao Heda then said, "Logically speaking, the Jurchens should have already started fighting with the Song people, right?"

Clearly, the Tanguts' mission always yielded results, and they brought back news ahead, urging the Tanguts to hold on... If they persevered, the situation would naturally change.

Although these words were not explicitly stated, how could Richard not understand them?
Richard shook his head: "I really don't know..."

Now that Lingzhou City is besieged, it is extremely difficult to send messages in and out, but it is much easier to send messages out. Just send more people out of the city at midnight to climb out, and some people will eventually be able to climb out of the encirclement.

But getting news in was incredibly difficult; the only news that occasionally got in was when Tangut scouts risked their lives to crawl in at the crack of night.

Ultimately, a city can never be truly besieged completely. The siege relies on civil engineering projects, not on actually using people to completely surround a city; that's unrealistic.

The two of them were waiting, waiting for news to break through the siege and enter the city.

The news eventually came. After waiting until midnight, someone finally climbed down to the city wall again, gave the signal, and climbed up the wall using a rope.

The news brought was about the large-scale logistics transportation organized by the Song people in the south.

When this matter came to Richard, who was known for his composure and shrewdness, his first reaction was: "This is a scheme to lure the snake out of its hole!"

Xiao Heda nodded in agreement: "That must be it!"

Both of them said this, yet both had their brows furrowed.

No matter how certain you are, it's still just a guess, or rather, even if you guess right, so what?
Xiao Heda glanced at Richard and said succinctly, "But... just letting the Song people transport such a large amount of logistical supplies to the city walls like this, that..."

Richard remained silent in thought, and Xiao Heda continued, "The Jurchens have already entered Yanyun, but the Song people, in order to prevent the news from reaching us, have dispatched cavalry along the desert to intercept Jurchen envoys who come to deliver messages? That's why we haven't received the news?"

I'll just guess.

It's all speculation. If a siege were to actually happen, there would be both advantages and disadvantages. With a strong city, it could be defended steadily, but information from the outside world would be extremely difficult to obtain.

At present, the Western Xia only has six cities along the river for more than 200 miles... If the Jurchens come to deliver a message, there are only two routes they can take: either they come from the southern part of the desert along the edge of the desert, or they come from the northern part of the desert along the edge of the desert. It is absolutely impossible for them to come across the desert.

There is another route, which is to go far north and come south from even further north, but that would take an unknown amount of time, and that is the territory of the remnants of Liao. Many tribes and people on the grasslands are still under the command of the Liao people, so how could the Jurchens easily bypass it?

In short, Richard was clearly in the dark about the international situation at that time.

Whether to wait and bear it or to launch an attack was the most agonizing decision in Richard's mind at this moment.

They were not only wondering if the Jurchens had started fighting with the Song people, but also how far the fight would go.
Are the Jurchens going to fight the Song people to the death?
This all relates to Richard's next decision.

Richard remained silent, so Xiao Heda continued, "If the Jurchens and the Song Dynasty were to go to war, that would be the best outcome. In that case, the Great Xia could be preserved, the Great Liao could have a chance to catch its breath, and it would certainly be able to make a comeback!"

Richard finally spoke up: "Su Wu's massive transport of grain and supplies suggests a long-term siege, a fight to the death. This... doesn't seem like the Jurchens having already gone to war with the Song..."

"It's a scheme, just a scheme!" Xiao Heda said, seemingly certain, but his brows remained furrowed.

"Whether it's a scheme or not, the fact that the supplies were transported this time is undeniable. If we wait until they reach the front lines..."

Richard was extremely helpless, and he also knew that although he could say many things to others, they were mostly just to comfort them.

The situation is getting worse and worse, and we are completely on the defensive. Su Wu is indeed a good commander, and he is truly advancing step by step. It is also Li Liangfu's fault for that great defeat in the eastern part of the Gobi Desert...

How did things come to this...?

Xiao Heda then asked, "Your Highness, how should we deal with this situation?"

Richard finally spoke his mind: "Let's go out, we have to go out eventually. Keeping the cavalry in the city is of little use. We have to send them out. Three thousand Iron Falcons and twenty thousand light cavalry, once they are released, the Song people will no longer be so arrogant. How about you go? Tonight, you will crawl out to Baojing City to lead the cavalry. The weight of the cavalry is entrusted to you!"

“It is of course no problem for me to go, as this is the time to serve. However… Your Highness should give a clear order regarding whether to harass the Song army or to actually attack their supplies…”

Xiao Heda also had many worries, and he had no clear plan in mind.

Richard frowned helplessly and could only say one thing: "Even though you're leading the troops out, everything depends on your decisions on the battlefield. Do your research! When making decisions on the battlefield, don't be impulsive or procrastinate. Think thrice when you need to think, and be decisive when you need to be decisive!"

Hearing this, Xiao Heda was even more troubled, and then looked at Richard again.

Richard continued, “You are also a good general. You did not get to where you are today because of the Empress. Instead, you made countless contributions to our Great Xia in the past and got to where you are today step by step. Now, you and I, you and this Great Xia, seek and plan the same things. I have confidence in you, and you should also have confidence in yourself!”

Hearing this, Xiao Heda was also moved. As a Khitan, he had never been ostracized when he came to Western Xia. On the contrary, he was repeatedly given important positions. How could he not be moved by such trust?

"Your Highness Prince Jin, rest assured, I will... die a hundred times!" Xiao Heda said in one sentence.

Richard said, "We must win, we must win big. If we don't win, the Great Xia Kingdom will be gone. You can't expect to rely on Great Xia to help your Khitan rise again. You know the pros and cons!"

Xiao Heda nodded seriously, his eyes reddening. Although the Prince of Jin spoke bluntly, he had truly hit the nail on the head. How could he not risk his life this time?
"Go, go, while it's still night, go out of the city and climb... Be careful, make sure you get to Baojing safely and lead the cavalry!" Richard was not young, and for a moment his face showed a kind and hopeful expression.

Xiao Heda bowed, turned and left. The night was pitch black. He took three or five trusted men with him, and also six or seven small teams.

Each team climbs first, in front and to the left and right. Once discovered, they run and shout in a reasonable way. Through trial and error, Xiao Heda can choose the correct route to climb out.

On the second night, more than 20,000 cavalrymen emerged from Baojing City and began to trample the earth with a thunderous roar.

Countless Song Dynasty cavalrymen followed.

This battle was the decisive one.

Another major battle is about to break out.

The Song army, marching out from along the Xiong Prefecture line, including imperial guards, local militia, auxiliary troops, and civilian laborers, gathered from all directions, truly resembling a force of 200,000...

Heading north, the march was very slow. It wasn't that the generals were deliberately slowing down; it was simply the slowest they could go. The chaos involved was self-evident...

Without a truly experienced command team to handle this matter, how can 200,000 people possibly operate in an orderly manner?

The Jurchen cavalry arrived early, and even Wanyan Zongwang himself came. He lay prone on a small mound, looking around with his eyes.

Accompanying him was Yelü Yudu, who was familiar with the terrain of Yan and Yun. Yelü Yudu spoke up: "Second Prince, what do you think? Judging from the way the Song army is marching, how can this be an elite and powerful army?"

Wanyan Zongwang, however, still frowned: "The Song people are cunning. I have recently read many Song military books with others. This is a strategy of feigning weakness. I think it is to show us how incompetent the Song people are, so that we will underestimate them and advance rashly!"

Yelü Yudu was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

But after hearing Yan Zongwang say, "Look... over there, how many armors are on the carriage? And how many fine armors are those auxiliary soldiers carrying?"

Wanyan Zongwang clearly had a ingrained mindset that armor represented combat power, just like the Liao army in the past, who believed that any army with heavy armor was difficult to defeat.

The Jurchens were the same; those who wore armor were certainly elite.

The Song army may not have much in many things, but it certainly had a lot of armor, which was the pinnacle of armor and equipment in all dynasties.

How could Yelü Yudu not see the gleaming armor?

He was momentarily confused, saying that the Khitans had always believed that the Song people were not good at fighting. Whether they were truly not good at fighting or it was propaganda from within the Liao Dynasty, this idea had long been deeply ingrained in the minds of the Khitans.

But to be honest, I've been hearing a lot of people praising Su Wu lately...

Were the Song people good at fighting or not? After all, the Liao and Song dynasties had not fought for a century—a true century of peace.

Yelü Yudu also thought that since Wanyan Zongwang was certain that the Song people were not simple, then so be it. In fact, it was also an opportunity. Yelü Yudu said: "Your Highness, just arrange your troops and fight. I will be the vanguard. As I said before, if I am not defeated, Your Highness can attack from both flanks. If I am defeated, Your Highness's cavalry can come and go as they please!"

"Let's go with this plan!" Wanyan Zongwang nodded. That was exactly what he was thinking. Let Yelü Yudu try it. As long as he doesn't lose and can hold out, the cavalry can sweep from both flanks, and the chances of winning are not small.

If the stalemate cannot be resolved, just retreat first and then think of a solution.

"Let's go back and prepare! Choose an open area for the battlefield!" Wanyan Zongwang was extremely cautious. An open area would naturally be advantageous for cavalry to move around quickly.

The Song cavalry were also rushing around, observing where the Jurchen forces were. The main army was not in a hurry; they would wait a while. Waiting for what?
When Minister Tan arrives from Yanjing, he will personally lead the troops and command them with composure.

Now the Jurchen army has completely retreated to prepare for battle. At this time, Tan Zhen led several hundred cavalrymen to gallop out of the city. It was not dangerous, as the journey was only about two hundred li.

The army's pace slowed as they began to assemble before the battle, their camps stretching as far as the eye could see, all south of Zhuozhou.

Tan Zhen arrived as soon as he spoke. After receiving orders from the central army, he proceeded with caution, setting up a defensive posture, even hoping that it would be best not to fight and that the Jurchens would retreat on their own...

Wang Anzhong was left alone in Yanjing, which made him so anxious that he couldn't sleep day and night, constantly urging Guo Yaoshi to send out scouts to gather information...

South of Zhuozhou, on a vast plain, the Song and Jin armies slowly approached each other, like a game for the brave.

Tan Zhen was also filled with worries and extremely cautious, but he could not retreat. If he retreated easily, the entire Yan Yun region would surely be lost... If he went back, he would be in deep trouble. With hundreds of thousands of troops retreating without a fight, no one could protect him...

Wanyan Zongwang also frowned, his worries growing. The Song army was now much more organized, unlike their chaotic marching formations. He couldn't help but think, "Sure enough, the Song army's advance was just a show of weakness; they are capable of forming tight ranks..."

It was out of necessity; in truth, Wanyan Zongwang didn't want to fight such a battle, seemingly a matter of life and death, at this time...

But we cannot afford not to fight. If we don't fight, the Jurchen kingdom will only face increasing difficulties in the future, and there will be no possibility of stable development again...

As mentioned earlier, this is a national crisis. Only by overcoming it can the Great Jin Dynasty stand firm in the world. It is also a case of "striking once to avoid being struck a hundred times."

Tan Zhen was even more cautious, not venturing too far, and first reinforced the camp, waiting for the Jurchens to approach. After all, the Jurchens were mostly cavalry, and having a camp provided a sense of security. To say that Tan Zhen was incompetent is actually unfair. He had seen all sorts of things by now, and having served under Tong Guan and Su Wu, he had at least witnessed the world, even if he hadn't eaten pork.

He may not be a particularly brilliant commander, but he is certainly not a novice. He performs the basic operations quite well, and he is also very cautious and careful, without being arrogant.

The scouts also dispatched countless troops, and a scout came to report: "Reporting to the Prime Minister, the Jurchen army is advancing towards us with infantry as the vanguard, and the cavalry are on both flanks."

Tan Zhen was overjoyed upon hearing this: "If the infantry are in the vanguard, they must be Liao people. It's perfect that Liao people are in the vanguard. They are all surrendered soldiers. How could they truly fight for the Jurchens? They will surely collapse at the first contact!"

These words were also meant for the generals present. Tan Zhen was not familiar with most of these generals, nor did he know which ones were brave and which ones were cowardly. So, the only way to boost morale was to portray the enemy as weak and vulnerable.

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. The Liao people, a nation of a million armored warriors, were utterly defeated and destroyed by tens of thousands of Jurchens. The Liao people, who had not fought a war for a century, were unimaginably weak...

Then someone said, "That's excellent! As long as we defeat this vanguard, we'll be unstoppable, and the Jurchen formation will be thrown into chaos!"

"Indeed! If we further secure both flanks, with spears standing tall and armor sturdy, as long as the flanks can hold out for a while and slow down the enemy cavalry, the situation will change instantly, and a great victory will be within reach!"

The generals present had all participated in the previous campaign against Liao, but it was all just a formality, and they achieved nothing. That Minister Su, on the other hand, fought a small battle, mainly by winning over Yanjing with just words...

Isn't that a pity?

Although the army in Hebei was corrupt, it was not without its brave and fierce men, and many of them kept a number of loyal and valiant followers...

Hebei has also seen bandits, even large ones. When we went into battle to kill them, it was as easy as cutting melons and chopping vegetables.

Tan Zhen looked around, thinking that it would be best to subdue the enemy without fighting, but preparations for a major battle still needed to be made. He said, "Gentlemen, if you make meritorious contributions this time, you will be rewarded handsomely. His Majesty and the Privy Council will also promote you one after another. We will rely on your efforts!"

Tan Zhen also knew that before the war, one had to make grand promises. Su Wu always did this; as long as these words were spoken first, the soldiers would be eager to fight.

As for where the reward money would come from, Tan Zhen hadn't figured it out yet, but as long as he won, getting some money shouldn't be difficult.

Then someone spoke up: "Who doesn't know that now the Prime Minister is practically the Grand Councilor, the most honorable one? We are by his side, how can we not seize this opportunity to show our abilities? Don't worry, Prime Minister, just watch us do our best!"

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhen smiled slightly, but waved his hands repeatedly: "Hey, don't talk nonsense. The Grand Chancellor is Minister Tong, I am just the deputy... You must not speak such presumptuous words!"

"What are you saying, Lord Tan? Lord Tong has long since retired from the Privy Council and his retirement is not far off. Now, it is naturally Lord Tan's turn. We have heard the story of Su Wu so many times that we are tired of it. Lord Tan, this time, let's see who among us can be the second Su Wu!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was indeed eager to try their hand at it.

Since ancient times, there has been no first place in literature, but no second place in martial arts. If Su Wu could rise step by step by relying on the favor of the prime minister, why can't others?

They had heard that Su Wu and Tan Xiangong had some discord, and many people had even gone to Jiangnan with him and witnessed it firsthand.

Now is the time to climb up the social ladder!
If you don't really go into battle and fight to the death, how many people truly consider themselves cowards?

Tan Zhen laughed heartily: "That Su Wu was quite capable. If any of you were truly as capable as Su Wu, you would naturally have a future like him. I am not the kind of person who is jealous of talent. If another Su Wu were to emerge, I can guarantee that his future would be even better than Su Wu's!"

Everyone in the room was delighted, and some even said, "These past few days, I've heard that Su Wu, leading an army of 300,000, is stuck in the Northwest. The court has issued several strict orders, and even His Majesty, who is usually benevolent, is quite angry and has personally issued an edict to replace the commander. I think Su Wu is nothing special after all..."

Tan Zhen waved his hand with a smile: "You guys really are well-informed!"

After saying this, Tan Zhen's smile vanished, and he became serious and earnest: "If you all treat me with your lives, I will certainly not treat you unfairly in the future. I am not afraid to speak the truth to you. This time, we can have a competition. Do you know what we are competing against?"

The crowd was puzzled, and even those who guessed it didn't say anything, only staring at Tan Zhen.

Tan Zhen continued, "The contest is between me and Su Wu. His Majesty has always considered Su Wu a skilled warrior, even the greatest general of our time. Before the campaign against Xia, His Majesty didn't hesitate to appoint Su Wu. Gentlemen, tell me, how can I not give it a try? If I win this time, no matter how I win, it will be a great honor in His Majesty's heart..."

Tan Zhen stopped there and waited for everyone to express their opinions.

One by one, everyone present stood up. One of them said, "Sir, rest assured. Since ancient times, Yan and Zhao have been known for their generous and tragic heroes. If the eastern part of the country can produce a Su Wu, then Hebei can produce two or three. It's just that the time has not come yet. This time, the time has come. Just watch this great battle against the Jurchens. After the great victory, we will also compete to see who has made the greatest contribution!"

That one also said, "Sir, please sit firmly on the command platform and watch which unit charges the fastest!"

"My lord, this humble general is willing to be the vanguard!"

"Hey... you're quick to grab it! This humble general is also willing to be the vanguard!"

"This humble general wishes to hold off the cavalry on the left flank. This is of utmost importance. Defeating the remnants of the Liao army is not a great achievement. Holding off the Jurchen cavalry is the key to securing victory!"

"Then move to the right, prepare for battle, and slow down the cavalry!"

……

How could it be more lively than just a few words?
Tan Zhen couldn't take it all in; he looked left and right. Some were old acquaintances, some were new faces, and he couldn't even remember all their names.

At that time, the morale of the army was high. For a moment, even Tan Zhen felt that the chances of winning this battle had increased significantly. It seemed that even the army under Tong Guan and Su Wu in the central command tent was not as motivated as it was today.

Inside the large tent, it was naturally very lively.

Outside the main tent, many soldiers, and even more lower-ranking soldiers, were quite relaxed, having fought many battles themselves.

Many people have been to Jiangnan and Liao, and some have even been stationed in Liao for two or three months. They just come and go each time, but they have never actually fought on the battlefield.

Perhaps this time will be similar... it's just that the road is difficult, and we keep going back and forth...

Every time, it's the same scale, often involving hundreds of thousands of people...

Fortunately, we had no shortage of food and drink, and even a good amount of money. Sometimes we even earned a little more. Not long ago, when we were stationed in Yanyun, we earned even more...

This kind of war, it's fine to fight it occasionally...

Outside the camp, a general's platform was under construction. This time, the platform was built to be tall and large, so that Tan Shuxiang could have a broad view and truly see which one was Su Wu from Hebei!

A day later, the Jurchens slowly approached.

Inside the camp, bugles sounded loudly, and a meeting was held at the front and central command, where the various units had already made clear arrangements for their troop deployments.

With armor, weapons, and equipment all in place, they simply went out of the camp and formed ranks. It was an army of 200,000, but actually, it wasn't 200,000. If they really went out to form ranks, there would be 110,000 or 120,000, which was still countless. The vast North China Plain could accommodate such a military formation.

The Jurchens opposite approached, forming ranks and standing still at a distance.

Wanyan Zongwang frowned deeply, silently reciting some prayers in his heart: Victory is imperative, victory is certain!
Tan Zhen sat firmly on the platform. To his left, he saw an endless expanse of gleaming armor. To his right, the same was true. And further ahead, the vanguard was vast and numerous.

Looking at the central army, they were arrayed in formation, ready for battle.

Spring has arrived. The chill of early spring has just passed, and it is now warm and pleasant, neither too cold nor too hot. The spring breeze is blowing, and there is even a hint of floral fragrance. Accompanying the fragrance are clusters of banners, fluttering in the wind and making a loud noise!
There was a time when Tan Zhen could never sit in the main seat; he could only sit on the side.

Today, Tan Zhen sits in the center, his eyes slightly closed, as if he could truly have a different feeling.

He opened his mouth with one sentence: "Someone, go to the Jurchens on the other side and take a message with you. Tell them that... Our Great Song Dynasty is benevolent. If the Jurchens retreat today, the Emperor will allow the Jurchen envoys to go to the capital to plead guilty and explain the matter. But if war breaks out today, then it will be a fight to the death. From now on, there will be no more peace. We will definitely wipe out the Jurchens until not a single one is left!"

Commander Tan's clear voice carried an air of authority.

Some men rode forward, but the Jurchen formation was far apart, stretching for three miles. They simply spurred their horses and galloped ahead.

All that's left is for the words to be delivered to Wanyan Zongwang on the other side.

Wanyan Zongwang took a deep breath and looked around. He saw several younger brothers, both his own and his cousins.

Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Zongbi, Wanyan Zongfu...

Wanyan Zongwang ignored the envoy and said emotionally, "Brothers, just as the Song people said, if we do not win today, it will be a fight to the death in the future, and our Jurchens will have no place to stand. Either we return in great victory today, and the Jurchen kingdom will truly stand in the world, or we will all die here today, and die together here!"

Several brothers came and shouted, "Let's die together!"

"Let's die together!"

Wanyan Zongwang raised his hand and said, "I will lead the troops on the left, Zonghan, you will lead the troops on the right. I will charge, so charge!"

There's one more thing I haven't said: If I want to back out, then so be it!

Wanyan Zonghan immediately replied, "Good! You go ahead and charge forward; I will not back down!"

Wanyan Zongwang was about to ride away when, before leaving, he said, "Beat the drums, the vanguard shall attack!"

The Song envoy was still waiting for a reply when he heard the Jurchen barbarians mutter something in their own language and then disperse to the left and right. He was still stunned on the spot.

After a slight pause, the envoy heard a loud drumbeat and quickly spurred his horse to turn around and ride away!

On the opposite platform, Tan Zhen was also taken aback by the sound of the drum. He subconsciously wondered if the people he had just sent had said something inappropriate, and why the drum was being beaten so soon.
Then... what else can we do?
"Beat the drum! Beat the drum!" Tan Zhen shouted.

The drums began to beat loudly, and how could the vanguard not march forward?
It has been a very long time since we've had a war where the troops were actually deployed and arrayed, and then the two armies began to beat drums in confrontation.

This kind of war requires many conditions: both sides must have a strong desire for direct confrontation, and neither side has a better option than the other...

In the vast majority of wars, one side attacks while the other defends.

Today's face-to-face confrontation was truly a series of unexpected events, with various misunderstandings and misjudgments intertwined, and a great deal of helplessness involved.

The most helpless party seems to be the Jurchens, but it is actually Tan Zhen. With the emperor and the officials above him, he cannot retreat without a fight, nor can he ignore Yan and Yun, nor can he lose face, and he also has to outshine Su Wu...

We have to fight no matter what, and we have to be on the offensive; we have to defeat and drive back the Jurchens.

The Jurchens' predicament stemmed from a single misunderstanding and misjudgment.

Yelü Yudu, clad in two layers of heavy armor, led the charge. He swallowed hard, glancing left and right, taking in the sight of the cavalry covering the mountains and plains...

Looking at the Song army approaching from the opposite side, their footsteps clicking, I felt tense and my heart pounding. Could the Song army really make it?

Yelü Yudu was also somewhat unsure.

At least the morale of the Song army on the other side was not bad.

Closer and closer, the drumbeats are urgent.

"Charge!" Yelü Yu raised his spear and quickened his pace. The men on either side of him formed a tight battle formation and moved quickly as well.

The drumbeats on the other side quickened, and the Song soldiers charged forward!

Infantry formations facing off!

Two hundred steps, one hundred steps, fifty steps, twenty steps...

With spears ready, Yelü Yudu shouted one last time, "Kill!"

The moment they made contact, a Song man fell to the ground right in front of them. Then kill him!

Kill again!

Yelü Yudu was engrossed in killing when he glanced up and looked around.
what happened?

My trusted guards and bodyguards are all still there, not one missing!
(Guys, I'm here! I'm going to take a nap!)
(End of this chapter)