The attack went well, and although the Wuxi barbarians also paid a lot of casualties, they still moved the battlefield from the city to the city wall as they wished.

At this time, news came from Nancheng.

"Wang, the herdsman army has broken through the southern city wall, and General Huang Zhong has ordered that the Wuxi barbarian army must take the northern city wall before sunset!"

"How fast are they?"

Shamoko was a little surprised.

Chen Zhi attacked hard for two days, but he couldn't help half a point, and then as soon as Huang Zhong came on the field, he broke through the city directly, and he was worthy of being a fierce general that even he was afraid of, and it was really terrifying.

Of course, he also knew very well that the bigger reason for this was that he attracted the main force to Beicheng.

"The remaining 3,000 reserve battalions, also press on me!"

Shamoko stood up from the temporary headquarters established under the city, and suddenly gave an order, just watching the battle change at the head of the city.

When attacking, leaving reserves behind, Shamoko learned from the shepherds.

At all times, he had to save the rear flank before he could launch an attack, which he thought was a good habit, so he also learned to leave thousands of warriors as a reserve battalion to defend the rear flank.

But the battle has entered the most tense and fierce juncture, and whether the city can be broken at this time depends on this move, so the reserves must also be sent.

"Yes!"

A tribal warrior took the order and quickly sent the reserve battalion to the battlefield, and the three thousand warriors who were as fierce as a tiger were like the last straw that crushed the soldiers of Yizhou County.

The soldiers of Yizhou County at the head of the city were defeated and retreated.

"King, won't you go to battle yourself?" Several tribal leaders watched as Shamoko was about to move but stubbornly suppressed the urge to stay in the headquarters, and no one suspected that Shamoko was greedy for life and afraid of death, but they were just curious why Shamoko could sit still.

"As the main general, you must be responsible, take into account the overall situation, and command properly, so that the warriors of the tribe can suffer less damage, how can you attack easily and be a reckless man!"

Shamoko said lightly in a hoarse voice.

In fact, he also wanted to take the lead and lead the tribal warriors to charge all the way, how refreshing, it was better than sitting here and only watching the battle, watching the warriors fall, watching them fight bloodily.

The tribe of Wuxi Barbarian is also bloody, these years, in order to unify the tribe, Shamoke has gone through countless wars, and has been fighting in the tribe for many years, only by rushing to the front line can the warriors trust and charge.

He was accustomed to charging into battle.

But now he has to learn the pastoral army, learn the operational rules of the pastoral army, learn the combat quality of the pastoral army, and learn the discipline of the pastoral army.

Why Learn?

Because the pastoral army is strong, even Shamoke has to admit that if he fights with the War Tiger Battalion with 5,000 troops, it must be him, not the War Tiger Battalion, who will be defeated.

Even if he has 8,000 troops, he may not dare to have a face-to-face battle with the Battle Tiger Battalion.

His own warriors should be more powerful, but when he fought, he found that the shepherds were strong, and he couldn't think of a reason, so he had to use the stupidest way to imitate, learn, imitate them, so as to learn the advantages.

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In the evening, the battle ended.

This battle was very tragic, Yongtong suffered heavy casualties, more than 15,000 soldiers and horses, only less than two-thirds remained, about 10,000 remnants of the army, withdrew from the north city wall, retracted back into the city, and set up a defense line in the streets and alleys of the city.

And the Wuxi barbarian army also suffered a lot of casualties.

The number of soldiers killed in battle exceeded 1,500 warriors, which is already comparable to the real death data in the Battle of Dianchi City.

So after capturing the northern city wall, it was basically powerless to fight anymore.

The night was covering, and they were cleaning the battlefield.

"Our wounded warriors, how's it going?" Shamoko walked on the city wall, looking at the corpses in a low voice.

"The shepherd army has arranged some healers, and gradually a medical battalion, and now the wounded warriors are being treated!"

An old man of the Wuxi tribe, watching Shamoke grow up, watching Shamoke dominate Wuximan, he is nearly sixty years old, his name is Xiangluo, he is the most trusted person of Shamoke, he looked at Shamoke, and asked in a low voice: "Wang, the battle of Dianchi, the battle of Chai Yu, we have lost too many warriors, we fight for the Han people like this, is it worth it!" ”

"It's worth it!"

Shamoke replied to him: "I said, I'm not fighting for anyone, from beginning to end, I am fighting for the future of my Wuxi tribe, the Han people have the custom of betting on treasure, since we have pressed the treasure on the Minghou Mansion, we must believe in the Minghou Mansion, there is a pay, there will naturally be a harvest!" ”

"Hope you're right!"

"I must be right!" Shamoke said confidently: "I, I will never allow the Wuxi tribe, day after day, month after month, hiding in the deep mountains and forests, eating tree bark, drinking dry water, even if I die in battle, I will seek a future for the Wuxi tribe!" ”

This is a bold leader.

Even if there is no appearance of Mujing in history, he will still invest in the Han people, in history, he voted for Liu Bei, this choice is right, but after a hundred years of chaos in the Three Kingdoms, the Wuxi Man tribe was too heavy, even if he himself died in battle, in the end Wuxi Man did not be able to go out of a different path.

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City.

Inside a mansion, an oil lamp was lit, and the light was as bright as day.

"I can't do it anymore!"

Yonghong is dying.

When he retreated, the main general who was killed by Huang Zhong's arrow was not an ordinary general, but he, when he retreated, in order to ensure safety, he disguised himself as an ordinary general, but he didn't expect that he just entered Huang Zhong's line of sight, and an arrow pierced his chest, and now the arrow is still on his chest, and the doctors in the city dare not pull out the arrow, because once he pulls out the arrow, Yonghong will immediately lose blood and die.

"Lord!"

He Yu's eyes were red.

"Head of the house!" Yongtong stood beside him, his fists were dead, and his face suppressed the killing intent.

"This battle has been lost!"

In the moment of life and death, Yonghong realized a lot of things: "Don't believe in the barbarian army anymore, in fact, now I understand that the barbarian army is coming, it has already come, maybe they are indeed here, but they will only watch all of us die and be wiped out, and they will take action, because only in this way can all the strength of the herdsman army be exhausted!" ”

"Lord, it's a subordinate who did something wrong!" He Yu had tears in his eyes, Yonghong was his benefactor, the grace of knowing the encounter, the affection of the instrument, he was a scholar from a poor family, why did he ascend to the sky in one step and become the master of Yizhou County, under one person in Nanzhong, above ten thousand people, it was because Yonghong was one of them.

He felt that he had harmed Yonghong.

"It's none of your business!" Yonghong shook his head: "In this world of great contention, we have to fight, we have to fight, we have to appoint, after I die, you can surrender to the pastoral army, maybe you can't save the lives of these people, but it is possible to keep your family!" ”

"The head of the family, I am willing to live and die with the head of the family and fight to the death!"

Yongtong said word by word.

"It doesn't have to be like this!"

Yonghong said in a low voice: "Yongtong, in fact, we have already lost, I dare not surrender, because I am timid, unwilling to lose my dignity, and unwilling to trust others, and I am not willing to admit defeat, this is selfish, but it is difficult to take care of the family, I am cowardly, I hope you can be brave, even if you are infamous and notorious, if you can keep some of the children of the family, it will ...... Value...... Get...... Finish! ”

His voice grew weaker and weaker, and he swallowed his last breath.

Dominate the four counties of Nanzhong, a generation of heroes.

The army was defeated by Chai Yu.

Lose!