The two sides fought for a long time on the stone platform, and the continuous sound of the ox horn sounds sounded in the Kushan army. Before the rhythm of the sound was different, it was a signal of withdrawal. Not long after, the Kushan army retreated like a tide and rested dozens of battles away from the stone platform. However, their cavalry still circled around the stone platform, and the Liang army still could not escape.

The Kushan soldiers sat around in circles, but they didn't know what was busy with their hands. The Liang soldiers looked into the distance. At this time, night had fallen, and they couldn't see clearly what they were doing in the night.

There was nothing happened all night. In the early morning of the next day, the sound of drums and trumpets in the Kushan army became noisy again. They came again like a tide, not much different from the last time. However, among the soldiers who were attacking with the ladder, there were also some people carrying "straw bales" on their shoulders.

Ma Chao saw it and realized that last night the Kushan soldiers were lying around them. These bales were made of local materials, made of hay, dead branches, and willow catkins. A sneer appeared on the corner of Ma Chao's mouth and said, "I wanted to attack with fire, but I had expected this."

Sure enough, these Kushan soldiers rushed to the stone platform under the cover of arrows, lit the bales they held in their hands, and threw them to the stone platform and behind the wall. Looking down from a high altitude, they saw fireballs around the stone platform smashing towards the stone platform.

There were hundreds of Liang soldiers gathered on the stone platform. The pile walls made of branches, shields and other debris were very flammable. Soon, the "packing walls" in some places began to burn, and some "fireballs" fell on the Liang soldiers on the ground, directly igniting their clothes.

However, these soldiers have received relevant training in the Liang army. After all, the Kushan army's fire-driven items are just some piles of hay and firewood, so they rolled backwards on the spot to put out the fire. However, some unlucky guys, when they rolled backwards, broke away from the shooting blind spot covered by the stack wall, and were shot by the Kushan army's random shots.

The burning walls were also extinguished by the Liang army who had been prepared for water with water bags. The final battle reappeared the first round of attacks. The Kushan army did not make much progress, but the fight between the two sides was more intense than the previous round. The shouts of killing and the sound of weapons echoed in the valley.

Under the Shitai, there were more and more corpses of Kushan soldiers, and Ma Chao's soldiers on the Shitai were less and less. However, Kushan's troops were much more than Ma Chao's. If such a stalemate was consumed, it was only a matter of time before Ma Chao's army was wiped out.

When the sun was high, a sound like thunder suddenly came from the valley. Ma Chao's face and heart sank down at the same time. He thought that a Kushan army was coming, but then he found that the Kushan soldiers in the distance began to panic. The Kushan war cavalry patrolling and guarding around also gathered and met in the direction of the visitor. After a while, fierce fighting sounds came from the distance.

Not long after, the sound of fighting disappeared, and more than two hundred Kushan war cavalry ran back, to the point of being exactly running back, and without stopping, they kept speeding to the south. The rolling iron cavalry behind them also followed.

When the horse team was running near, the sound of the horns of the Kushan army withdrawing troops was already a masterpiece. This time, the Kushan army no longer retreated in an orderly manner like a tide, but retreated to the south in a swarm.
Chapter completed!