Chapter 952: Cutting down a general before the formation, trading injury for life, magnificent Wenyuan!【3】

Below the city, several thousand Qiang, Xiutuo, and cavalry from various tribes rushed to within about three hundred paces of the city wall and stopped.

Three hundred paces for cavalry was reached in an instant.

If they got any closer, they would enter the range of the Han army's heavy crossbows.

Beigong Boyu, the leader of the Xiutuo tribe, Xiutuo Ye, and several leaders of the Western Qiang tribes arrived before the two armies.

On the city wall, Zhang Liao held a horizontal sword, his face showing no fear.

"Should we give them a taste of something first?"

Xiutuo Ye looked at Beigong Boyu beside him and said: "For the past ten days, we've just been chased by them."

"Now it's our turn to vent our anger, right?"

"Whatever."

Beigong Boyu's gaze looked toward the city wall in the distance.

Xiutuo Ye bared his teeth and gave a grin, then waved his hand at the people behind him.

Two strong men carried a huge mace and arrived in front of Xiutuo Ye.

The huge mace was nearly a zhang long; Xiutuo Ye grasped the mace with one hand and rode his horse forward, arriving within about a hundred paces of Wuwei City in just a few breaths.

Xiutuo Ye held the mace high toward the direction of the Wuwei city wall.

"Listen up, you Han people in the city!" Xiutuo Ye shouted loudly while holding the mace: "Grandpa is Xiutuo Ye of the Xiutuo tribe!"

"This is the place of burial I have prepared for you!"

"You have chased me for so long; from now on, it's my turn."

"From now on, every day I will personally kill a portion of you!"

"And you, you can only tremble!"

"Is there anyone who dares to come out and fight me, let you see what a true Xiutuo warrior is."

A duel!

As soon as Xiutuo Ye said this, all the alien cavalry behind him raised their weapons and shouted.

Especially the Xiutuo tribe.

A duel before the formation was a challenge that only warriors dared to issue.

The Xiutuo tribe had always worshipped warriors.

And Xiutuo Ye was not only the leader of the Xiutuo tribe but also one of the rare warriors of the Xiutuo tribe.

The shouting Xiutuo cavalry all raised their weapons and roared with all their might.

Looking at Wuwei City, the eight hundred Han soldiers were in a state of killing intent and silence.

Except for Zhang Liao and Xia Yu, all eight hundred Han soldiers had already anticipated their day of death.

This place was isolated and without reinforcements, and their rations were almost exhausted.

Under these circumstances, no one thought there was a way out.

But even so, there was no fear on the faces of these eight hundred Han soldiers.

These eight hundred men were all clansmen of the Zhang family, the clansmen of the Mayi Zhang family that Zhang Liao had brought from Mayi.

Everyone was a blood relative.

They were people who could entrust their lives to each other.

"General, let me!"

"Let me go, General!"

"What is there to be arrogant about, you dog-days, weren't you chased by us like stray dogs!"

"Watch me cut this guy down!"

Eight hundred people scrambled to ask for battle.

Standing on the city wall, listening to the shouting in his ears, Zhang Liao's face showed a deep smile, looking down at Xiutuo Ye outside the city from a high place, laughing loudly:

"Haha, listen!"

"Did you hear that!"

Zhang Liao shouted with a wanton laugh: "Death, what is there to fear!"

"But you can't even think about breaking the spine of my Han lads!"

"Someone, bring my horse!"

Zhang Liao's gaze looked at all the Han soldiers around him.

"Lads, watch closely, watch how I cut down this thief!"

Saying this, Zhang Liao headed down the city wall.

The black warhorse raised its front hooves and neighed, carrying Zhang Liao as he rushed out of the Wuwei city gate.

The eight hundred Han soldiers on the city wall erupted into bursts of high-pitched shouts.

"General is mighty!" ===== CHAPTER 954 =====