Battle for Northern Frontier: The game begins with the grassland woman buying him.

"Reinforcements! It's our brothers!!"

On the city wall, an old soldier with a face covered in blood roared, his voice cracking.

"And those guys with powerful weapons, my God, they're from the Imperial Firearms Battalion! My goodness, they've come at just the right time, brothers, we're saved!"

The roar instantly reached everyone's ears.

The Stone City garrison, who had just been gritting their teeth and holding on, and were about to be crushed by the grassland people, suddenly lit up with hope.

The exhaustion and pain from the wounds were instantly washed away by the unexpected hope.

Everyone felt that today was really exciting. First, they were besieged by a large group of grassland people, and now they actually have reinforcements. That's so awesome!

"Charge out and catch those sons of bitches!"

Su Zhan felt a surge of heat rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the pain in his shoulder didn't seem so important anymore.

He wiped away the blood crusts covering his eyes, pointing his blade directly at the chaotic steppe army below the city: "Open the city gates! Reserves, follow me to support our brothers!"

Bai Zhanqiu's roar was louder than war drums: "Open the city gates! With the ecstasy of surviving a calamity and the ferocity of a counterattack! Keep the crossbows firing, smash them all the way to the rear! Second and third squads, follow the third leader and crush these beasts to pieces to feed the wolves!"

The heavy city gate creaked and groaned as the winch spun and pulled it sharply inward.

The reserve soldiers, who had been holding their breath for a long time and were gripping their sword hilts in the city gate, roared and charged out like tigers descending a mountain.

The battlefield outside the city instantly erupted into chaos.

The grassland soldiers of Wangting, who were just struggling to carry ladders and battering rams, felt a chill run down their spines from the ferocity of the Yuan army. Then, as they turned their heads, another group of killing gods spewed out from the city gate.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, the grassland people were completely bewildered.

"Eternal Heaven, run! We're surrounded! We're surrounded! Where do we go?"

The chaotic shouts and screams disrupted the camp.

What kind of city are we even attacking? Survival is the priority!

Many people were so frightened that they dropped their weapons and tried to run into the crowd, hoping to slip away in the chaos.

Su Zhan led his men to the front, only to run headlong into a group of steppe soldiers trying to run back.

His blade flashed, leaving afterimages. With a single strike, he cleaved a man, leather armor and all, in half. Hot blood splattered all over his head, but he didn't even blink. He simply shouted one word: "Kill!"

The Stone City brothers, who had been holding back for so long, finally got their chance to fight back. When they started chopping people up, they were faster than chopping dumpling filling for Chinese New Year.

The Yuan army was also howling. The two torrents collided violently, instantly washing away the terrified vanguard of the royal court in the middle.

The crossbows on the city walls were not idle either, targeting the infantry formations and heavy siege weapons crammed together behind the royal army that couldn't turn around for a while, and unleashing a barrage of attacks.

The burning oil tank crashed into the crowd, creating a sea of ​​fire with a deafening roar, and screams filled the air.

The huge crossbow bolts whistled as they pinned a string of people to the ground like a skewer of candied hawthorns.

The entire battlefield was in complete chaos.

The Stone City garrison and the reserve troops that rushed out were like branding irons, fiercely piercing into the ranks of the grassland people.

The Yuan army was like another sledgehammer, relentlessly smashing his spine from the outside.

The royal army, which had been so arrogant and domineering in its attack on the city, suddenly became like ants on a hot pan, dizzy and disoriented, not knowing which way to fight or where to flee.

Under the largest golden wolf flag in the distance, Agudamu's face was gloomy, his complexion so dark it looked like it could be wrung out.

He watched as his chosen vanguard crumbled like an avalanche, his phalanx writhed and screamed under a hail of arrows and burning oil, and the entire army descended into chaos like a beehive. He especially heard the terrified cries of his soldiers: "Bastard! He's a fake! The wolf god has punished us! We can't win, run!"

Agudamu let out a beast-like roar, his eyes instantly becoming bloodshot and completely red.

He completely forgot about composure and dignity.

A tremendous sense of frustration and overwhelming anger erupted from his chest like fire.

He abruptly drew the golden wolf-sword, a symbol of royal power, from his waist, its tip pointing directly at the city gates of Stone City, which were still stubbornly resisting amidst the chaos and even beginning to push back. His voice became shrill and piercing, sweeping across the entire battlefield: "Useless! A bunch of useless trash! You are all a disgrace to the Eternal Heaven! Listen to me! Kill! Kill them all, regardless of the cost! The first to scale the city walls will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and ten thousand slaves! After the city falls, I will massacre the entire city for three days! I will leave no one alive in Stone City, not even a blade of grass! Kill them all!"

Although Agudamu went mad, his men did not.

At this moment, everyone was no longer thinking about conquering the grasslands, but about their own survival.

The battlefield before them clearly demonstrated that they were in complete chaos; no one cared about the city's prosperity or the so-called wealth of gold and slaves.

If you want to take those things, you'd better be lucky!

Now that the armies from all sides have charged in, the entire steppe people's formation is in complete chaos. How can they fight? How can they take it?

My only thought right now is to escape as quickly as possible, the farther the better.

If they had been completely surrounded any later, there would have been no way out but to return to the embrace of Tengri.

Therefore, they fled for their lives, completely ignoring Agudamu's shouts.

Agudamu was furious and ordered his officers to restrain their men.

No matter how the officers brandished their knives, they couldn't stop their men from scattering.

Moreover, some people were eyeing the leader covetously, because they felt they had been deceived, a feeling that was extremely humiliating.

In their minds, it seemed that they were fighting for the world for their illegitimate son, a person of unknown blood who had tricked them into building a great cause on the grasslands and into giving their lives. This chilled them to the bone, so they had no desire to serve Agudamu any longer.

If you don't risk your life, there's only one outcome: run, and run as far as possible. So whether they were cowardly or had other ideas, they've all run further and further away.

Only those around Agudamu, blinded by power and Agudamu's allure, continued their fierce fighting.

But instead of slashing at the soldiers of Stone City, they turned their swords on their own comrades, attempting to suppress the beginning of the chaos.

But the fire had already spread far and wide, so how could it be extinguished so easily? Even though those people were desperately killing their own men, they could not stop the decline and could only give up unwillingly.

A general had already reported to Agudamu: "Your Majesty, let's retreat for now. There are simply too many enemies. It's too dangerous for you to stay here!"

Agudamu was furious and roared, "I'm not leaving! I'm staying here! They're nothing but a bunch of Han dogs, how could they possibly compare to the elite troops of the grasslands under my command? So charge with me and kill them all!"

The general became very anxious after hearing this.

He really wanted to open Agudamu's brain and see if it was full of sheep droppings.

Where are his grassland warriors now? The warriors have been scattered, leaving only these few loyal ones.

If even these few loyal followers are taken down, then Agudamu will be completely finished.

So they exchanged a glance and said, "Quickly escort our king to retreat!"

Then, several of his confidants, completely disregarding Agudamu's anger, stepped forward and pulled him away.

Agudamu was still shouting, but he knew in his heart that it was too late to turn the tide and he could only be pulled away by his men.

Then everyone mounted their horses and fled into the distance. With over a thousand people, they managed to carve a bloody path through the chaotic battlefield.

Su Zhan spotted Agudamu immediately and shouted in that direction, "Quick, chase after him! We can't let him get away! If he escapes, the consequences will be dire!"

Bai Zhanqiu immediately told him, "Su Zhan, you go after them, I'll stay here!"

Su Zhan nodded, then shouted to those around him, "Five hundred personal guards, follow me and attack!"

Five hundred strong men immediately emerged from his ranks. They swiftly seized the steppe people's warhorses, brandished their scimitars, and charged towards Agudamu's thousand-plus men.

Although there were five hundred of them, they were incredibly brave and fierce.

Agudamu looked back from his horse and nearly fainted from fright.

Just moments ago, Su Zhan had been like a god of war in the crowd, but now he was leading his troops toward him.

Although he was unwilling to accept defeat and wanted to stay and fight Su Zhan to the death, reason told him that he should go back and rebuild the country so that he could come back and challenge these Han people again.

Now he had to escape, so even though Su Zhan was chasing him desperately, he was running forward as fast as he could, with no intention of staying.

At this moment, Agudamu was leading several thousand men in chaos on the battlefield, and many of his men were also left behind. Of the thousand men he had just led, only a little over eight hundred remained.

Although there were more than 800 men, they were all skilled fighters by his side, so he led Agudamu directly out of the encirclement and sped towards the northern grasslands.

Su Zhan cut down several grassland people who tried to stop him, as well as several slower grassland people who tried to escape.

Then, with five hundred personal guards, he chased after Agudamu.

Ahead lies the vast grassland. If we don't keep up, they might escape into the grassland and disappear without a trace, like fish entering the sea.

Therefore, Su Zhan now only has one chance: to catch up with them, kill them, and completely eliminate the cause of all this, thus removing any hidden dangers.

Therefore, no matter what Agudamu is thinking today, Su Zhan must kill him.

He gave chase. On the vast grassland, a thousand men ahead were being pursued by five hundred men behind. The scene was truly astonishing.

But there was no one here at all. After Stone City fell into crisis, the surrounding area was deserted for miles around.

Everyone knew that Stone City's fate was uncertain this time, so they had moved away from the center of the conflict well in advance.

But who could have known that Stone City would launch a desperate counterattack, defeating Agudamu's tens of thousands of troops and chasing Agudamu like a stray dog?

Therefore, such a thing is definitely unimaginable to most people.

Su Zhan, his eyes fixed on the eight hundred cavalrymen ahead, knew he only had one chance. He immediately gave orders to those around him: "Send two hundred men to follow me and take the shortcut, the remaining three hundred continue the pursuit!"

His junior commander immediately responded, and then Su Zhan led two hundred men to the other side.

That's Eagle's Beak Gorge, a shortcut we can take to intercept Agudamu.

Agudamu must want to return to the royal court to rebuild the country. I must intercept and kill him, and I will not allow them to escape.

If they really escape, that would be a huge problem.

Meanwhile, Agudamu, who was in the lead, was so focused on running forward that he didn't notice anyone disappearing behind him.

Ahead was a canyon; once they crossed it, they would enter a swamp.

The swamp is very muddy; we'll definitely be able to shake off the people behind us then.

He can escape by diving into some deep pool.

Agudamu's face lit up with excitement, feeling that his way out was right in front of him.

They headed straight for the canyon, but the pursuers behind them were like persistent leeches, constantly bothering Agudamu.

These people seem to have gone mad; they've been chasing him for so long and they still haven't stopped.

Agudamu really wanted to stop and fight them to the death, but he didn't have the guts. If he stopped and got caught up in a fierce battle, who knew if enemy reinforcements would come from behind?

So now the only option is to escape, and he has already seen the canyon ahead. An excited look appeared in his eyes. As long as they can get through the canyon, they will win.

But just as he was getting excited, more than two hundred figures suddenly appeared at the mouth of the canyon and pounced on him.

Agudamu's expression changed instantly, and his subordinate shouted, "Watch out! There's an ambush! They're coming for us! They're not our people!"

Everyone became alert. Everyone knew they were doomed. There were ambushes in front and pursuers behind. It was impossible for them to survive in the middle.

Fortunately, the number of ambushes ahead is relatively small, and the number of pursuers behind is also not large, so perhaps they can have a head-on confrontation with the enemy.

Agudamu gritted his teeth and shouted to those around him, "Everyone draw your swords and fight them!"

Everyone drew their scimitars and charged forward. Their goal was singular: to first defeat the more than two hundred ambushers ahead, and then shake off the pursuers behind them.

Only by entering the canyon could they have a chance of survival.

At this moment, the ambush force consisted of two hundred cavalrymen led by Su Zhan. They brandished their broadswords and charged towards Agudamu.

This great battle will inevitably be a fight to the death, and it will certainly be extremely brutal.

But no one would back down, because they knew that only by keeping Agudamu could Stone City enjoy lasting stability.

Even if this stability on the grassland is only fleeting, time is so precious that they need to delay as much as possible to pave the way for the growth of Stone City, even if it costs them their lives, no one will care.