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Under the leadership of the old man from the korean, Zhang Hu and the rest of the riders followed closely behind them, killing the korean soldiers who were fleeing east. Soon, they arrived at the castle of the Li Jing Tribe. However, there were still nearly a thousand korean soldiers that managed to escape into Li Jing's castle.

Seeing that it was almost dusk, Zhang Hu and Li Da discussed for a while and immediately issued an order: "Just bury the wok and make the rice, rely on the siege escalades.

Just as the soldiers were preparing dinner, Zhang Hu and Li Da brought a squadron of cavalry to inspect Li Jing's castle. Standing at the foot of the mountain, he looked up and saw that the city wall was already filled with defending soldiers. In their hands were torches, and they were pointing at the cavalrymen at the foot of the mountain.

"This city wall is really similar to our Central Plains' county city, but it's much smaller." Zhang Hu stared at the city wall and said thoughtfully.

Different from the Pitiful Moslems, the people of the Triple Korea seemed to be more influenced by the Han Chinese. Other than their language, writing, and even weapons and banners, they were all similar to those of the Central Plains. Even the city walls that they built had some Chinese style. The Li Jing Tribe's castle was built on a mountain. It was square and had city gates on all four sides, which were very similar to the walls of the Central Plains.

"Hehe …" I found their fatal weakness. " Li Da suddenly laughed, as if he had discovered some secret.

"Oh …" What are their fatal weaknesses? " Zhang Hu frowned, somewhat baffled.

"These walls of the korean were built after the walls of the Central Plains. Although they learn like one another, they have never learned the essence of it." Saying that, Li Da deliberately stopped and laughed strangely: "The city walls of us big men have all been built very big, but the walls of the korean have all been built very small. Look at their walls, they are no more than two thousand paces long and wide. If we stood on the east and west side and fired our rockets into the city, I dare to say that the korean people would all be roasted like roasted pigs! "

"Yeah, that's a good idea!" Zhang Hu came to a realization and clapped his hands, then said loudly: "Just like how we used to burn geniuses, let's make them die without a burial ground."

In truth, this was not because the people of Triple Korea did not learn the essence of it. The Central Plains had a large number of Han Chinese, and their productivity was also high. The city walls that they built must be wide and long, even if they fired rockets into the city, they would not be able to burn down the houses inside the city. However, the population of the Tri-Korean Region was sparse, Li Jing's entire tribe was just a single ten thousand people, their productivity was low, and the people that lived in the castle were only the clan leader's family.

"However, burning down the castle is only the last option. Lord General said that he wanted to conquer Triple Korea, but he can't possibly burn Triple Korea into a pile of ruins right? " Zhang Hu thought for a while, then laughed: "How about we send that old man from the korean to the city to persuade them to surrender?

"Very good!" Li Da nodded, he did not want to burn these thousand plus korean people down, since they might be useful to him if he kept them.

"Reporting..." "Lord Chief, the Han army sent an old man. He said that he wants to see Lord Chief because he has matters to attend to."

Just as Li Jing was feeling annoyed, he suddenly heard his commander, Li Yan, coming over to report. He raised his head and glared at Commander Li Yan before saying unhappily, "What's there to see? He must be here to persuade us to surrender. Let's push him out and kill him!"

"Master, Han Jun has a lot of power, it's better to meet him first. That old man is also from the korean, it's not too late to kill him after hearing what he has to say." Commander Li Yan, who had just witnessed the power of the Han Army, hurriedly stepped forward and advised.

"Mm …" Li Jing hesitated for a moment, waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Then call him in, and let him live for a while longer."

Not long later, the old man from korean was brought over. When he saw Li Jing, he immediately kneeled down, trembling in fear as he said, "Master, the Chinese generals asked me to tell master, if he does not surrender within two hours, they are going to attack."

"Bullshit!" Li Jing was so angry that he jumped up, as though the old man was going to attack. He pointed at the old man and scolded: "You guys attack, I will kill you all without a burial ground."

"Master, it's not that I want to attack." The old man was so scared that his entire body was trembling. He hurriedly said, "They said that the old master's castle was only one or two thousand steps away. They could burn the old master's castle to the ground and burn everyone in the castle to the ground."

"Bang!" Li Jing slammed the table and shouted: "Drag him out and kill him!"

"Wait, wait!" When Commander Li Yan heard that the Han army was going to burn the castle down, he was so scared that he almost broke out in cold sweat. He hastily stopped the servant and loudly said, "Master, please calm down and listen to what I have to say. "Those Han soldiers are not lying at all. The castle is really too small. If they were to attack it with fire, Master, your entire family would probably be burnt to ashes."

Li Jing suddenly froze, his face full of anger. Suddenly, he seemed to understand that the slaves would burn to death, but how could his family be so noble as to burn to death? Especially those beautiful wives of his, he hadn't enjoyed enough. No matter what, he couldn't die!

"Old master, if we keep the green mountains here, how can we be afraid of not having any firewood? Haven't you heard? Those Pitiful Moslems leaders who had surrendered to the Han army, weren't they still serving as leaders? It's nothing more than handing over some young and strong men and women to the Han army. " Commander Li Yan did not want to die, so he immediately tried to persuade Li Jing.

"The Pitiful Moslems is the territory of the Han, and ours is the territory of the korean, what right do we have to surrender to them? "Even if I don't surrender, I can still run into the mountains tonight. Where can I find him?" Li Jing still did not want to surrender, so he sat down in anger.

"Old master, quickly don't be angry. If you run away, the tribesmen and the land will fall into the hands of the Han army. Besides, those Chinese soldiers are all cavalry, how can you outrun them? "Today, we just can't outrun them. We lost half of our men and horses." Thinking about today's battle, Commander Li Yan was slightly afraid.

"Take him down and I'll think about it." Li Jing waved his hand, and had the old man from korean escorted him away. The commander's words frightened him. Those Han soldiers were not to be trifled with. They could run away, but they also didn't want to surrender. For a moment, he really couldn't make up her mind.

"Reporting..." Milord, fifteen kilometers ahead, a large number of Pitiful Moslems s that were fleeing towards the south have been discovered. They were old and young, and they even carried cattle and farm tools. I think that Dahuru brought her clan and fled into korean. " While Zhang Hu and Li Da were eating, a exorcism suddenly ran over and reported to them.

Zhang Hu immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked anxiously: "Do they have an army behind them?"

"Lord Report, they seem to be in no hurry to escape, I don't think there's an army behind." The exorcism immediately replied.

Li Da waved his hand, and the exorcism went down. He looked at Zhang Hu and said thoughtfully: "I guess that the Dahuru is here for Li Jing. Although the Triple Korea and the Leroy County belong to two different countries, they have always been neighbors and would definitely interact with each other on a daily basis. Now that the Dahuru has fled to the south, this is her closest resting place. "

"We're in big trouble." Zhang Hu stood up and walked a few steps into the tent. There were more than three thousand strong people under Dahuru's command that could fight, and more than a thousand korean people in Li Jing's castle. It's just that they were able to form a pincer attack on both sides, which is extremely disadvantageous for us! "

"Although exorcism did not discover the great army behind Dahuru, I believe that our great army is not far away. The two masters will not let go of this opportunity." Li Da waved his hand, and said affirmatively: "How about we split up, I will lead the way to attack the Dahuru, and you lead the way to attack the Li Jing Castle here. "How about it?"

"I will go and fight Dahuru. You just stay here and watch over Li Jing." Zhang Hu waved his hand and shouted to herald: "Inform the first to fifth cavalry, gather immediately and fight against Dahuru."

Dahuru led her people and ran, before she knew it, she had already been more than 100 miles into korean. Li Jing's tribe was not far away, but he was not at ease at all. In the past, whenever he ran towards the korean, the Han army would stop their attacks. Who knew that this time, they would always follow behind him from the back, neither near nor far, like a pack of wild wolves waiting for their prey.

He and Li Jing were both neighbours, and friends for many years. The two of them came and went as often as they could, and had a harmonious relationship with each other. Therefore, whenever Dahuru encountered any difficulties, she would first think of Li Jing.

Seeing that it was already late, the Dahuru became even more anxious. He waved the whip in her hands and shouted loudly, "Hurry, all of you hurry up, we must reach Master Li Jing's castle today."

However, his team could not move fast enough, especially those women and children, which greatly affected their speed. No matter how much his whip cracked, they could only slowly walk along the mountain road, and the cries of the children carried far away, attracting the hunters to follow closely behind.

"Old master, look!"

Suddenly, a few Pitiful Moslems s started to shout. Dahuru looked up and saw a group of riders running towards Li Jing's castle. Although they did not have any flags, but from their armor, Dahuru knew that these cavalry troops must be Chinese soldiers!

"Heavens …" Dahuru could not help but feel a wave of dizziness, and she almost fell off her horse. A series of question marks popped out, "Why did the Han army run in front of us? Could it be that they have already occupied Li Jing's castle? "

"Quick, Ge Dali, lead the warriors of the impurity Mo to charge forward. We will definitely stop them." Without giving the Dahuru time to think, he immediately shouted out, "The rest of you, hurry up and occupy the mountain in front to protect this woman and her possessions."

It had to be said that the Dahuru still had some ability to command. He told Ge Dali to stall the Chinese cavalry while she led her clansmen to take over the mountain.

"Shoot!" "Shoot!"

With more than two thousand impurity Mo soldiers, Ge Dali took one of the mountain ridges and shot an arrow downwards. The Pitiful Moslems were all good hunters, their archery was excellent. If the Han army wanted to rush up, the price would be huge.

In such a large mountain, the cavalry could not gain any advantage. Other than marching at a fast pace, they had no other advantages. When the warhorses charged up the mountain, they were originally unable to increase their speed. In addition, the protection of the warhorses were very poor, so it was likely that they would lose more than half of their battle horses.

"The first to the third cavalry unit, dismount and charge. The fourth to the fifth squadron, hold your ground!" Zhang Hu shouted and was the first to jump down from the horse. He held his shield in one hand and took out his long knife with the other. He pointed at the mountain ridge and shouted: "Warriors of the burly officer, kill them all!"

"Kill …"

Over a thousand soldiers roared, raising their long knife high up as they rushed towards the mountain. With the cover of the trees and rocks, more than a thousand soldiers were jumping on the mountain ridge to avoid the Arrows s of the Pitiful Moslems. They quickly rushed to the mountain ridge, and the soldiers of both sides immediately started fighting each other.