A light rain fell on dusk yesterday, causing the Han army outside the city to calm down a little.

It was early morning, and the drizzle had stopped at some point. Under the thin morning mist, the city of Ma, which should have been full of vitality, was now silent.

He Lian had not slept well for two consecutive nights. At this moment, he sat blankly in the back hall of the government office. His eyes were no longer full of the former arrogance and arrogance, and only a deep sense of powerlessness.

"King, the soldiers have not had dinner for two days. If this continues, we will starve to death before the Han people attack!" A tribe leader looked carefully at He Lian's expression.

"Have Kuitou and Budugen arrived yet?" He Lian asked subconsciously.

Everyone shook their heads when they heard this, and the entire back hall was covered with an unspeakable depression. These Xianbei people who seemed arrogant and arrogant when they broke through the city were now like eggplants beaten by frost.

The eight thousand Xianbei cavalry could not defeat three thousand Han troops and they recognized that they could not defeat three thousand Han troops. Even if Tan Shihuai faced the elite Han troops during the period, they had no temper. However, the eight thousand cavalry were besieged by thousands of infantrymen, which was a bit irrelevant, but it really happened.

Originally, with the grain reserves of Macheng, they could still deal with the Han army and look forward to reinforcements, but a fire that suddenly started to burn out the last little hope the night before yesterday burned them away. A fire burned the grain reserves of Macheng. Until now, they couldn't figure out where the Han army that suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly came out.

He Lian slaughtered hundreds of nearby people that day, but caused a huge conflict, and hundreds of Xianbei warriors died in the massacre.

What’s worse is that without food and grass, they would have no way to implement the plan to waste with the Han army. Now there are only two ways to think of, the first is to kill the horse!

They had thousands of war horses. If they were killed, they would use horse meat as food, which would be enough for them to last for several months, but without horses, why should they fight with the Han army again?

Fighting infantry war? Even if there are twice as many people, you may not win. From the Tan Shihuai era and even the countless battles before, it has proved that the Han army's unparalleled combat power in infantry warfare. The Xianbei people who lost their horses may have even been difficult to break through, not to mention that the Xianbei army has suffered a lot these days, but the Han army has another reinforcement. The number gap between the two sides is no longer large. Going out of the city to fight the Han army in infantry is basically a death-seeking act.

The second way is to break through immediately, but the horse traps outside the city are enough to wipe out the Xianbei soldiers who are less than 6,000 left. Those horse traps that are the size of a palm have become nightmares for Lian and others.

After a brief question and answer, the back hall fell into unspeakable silence again until it was interrupted by a burst of rapid footsteps.

"King, it's not good, fight!" A Xianbei warrior rushed in and hurriedly said to He Lian.

"What's the fight?" He Lian was so upset that he couldn't help but say irritably when he heard this.

"Captain Tuohuan led his subordinates to rob the food of those in the city, and was subjected to fierce resistance. Leader Tuohuan was killed. The warriors of his subordinates went crazy. Now they have been killed in the south of the city and cannot be controlled."

"What!?" He Lian stood up with a ugly expression, then his heart moved, turned his head to look at the other heads and said, "Get all the warriors and set off and kill all these people!"

"King, this will probably make the entire Ma City people resist us!" A leader said worriedly.

"I can't care about that much. If they don't die, we will die!" He Lian snorted coldly and said decisively.

"Yes!" When everyone heard this, they nodded and agreed, leaving quickly. If they wanted to survive, there was only this road left to go.

For them, there is another way to go, that is, to burn their boats and fight to the death with the Han army. However, both the company and the tribe leaders chose to ignore this.

The overwhelming attacks of the Han army and the dense traps outside the city have already made them feel like they die if they leave the city. Compared with the cruel Han army, although these people in the city are many, they are not a force in one force after all. Instead of facing the cruel Han army, it is easier to deal with these people who do not have much combat effectiveness. Although there were many Xianbei people in these people, since they have become natural, they are Han people. Isn’t it natural for them to steal Han things?

Half an hour later, the Xianbei people who had been stationed in the schoolyard in the city suddenly emerged from the schoolyard and launched cruel killing and robbing the naturalized people in the city without realizing it.

At first, the Hu people thought that such a big battle was to fight to the death with the Han people outside the city, but when the dark rain of arrows and swords shining with snow in the rising sun fell on their heads, they realized that the target of these people was not the Han people outside the city, but them. I don’t know how many people fell into a pool of blood immediately under the sudden massacre.

"Don't kill me! I'm a Xianbei!" A Xianbei man knelt on the ground, wailing shrillly, shouting fluent Xianbei words, but what awaited him was the ferocious expression of the Xianbei warrior and the cold blade.

"I'll fight with you!" A burly and strong man raised a pillar that was thick with his arms and smashed it out hard, and five Xianbei knights were smashed down from the horse's back.

"Die!" He picked up a mace and the burly strong man smashed the head of a Xianbei warrior to pieces. He was about to step forward and smashed several other Xianbei warriors to death. Amid the rapid sound of horse hooves, a Xianbei knight had already passed by him. The sword in his hand left a series of dazzling afterimage in the air. As the blood splattered, the strong man's body staggered a few steps by the powerful inertia, and his eyes gradually became dim, and his burly body fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!