Chapter 238: Feasting and Playing Outside the City

The Xiongnu soldiers shouted in unison, the sound wave shaking the sky and the earth, full of arrogance and the desire for slaughter.

In contrast, the city wall of the Zhenbei Army was dead silent, and panic began to spread gradually!

Some people began to retreat subconsciously, and some people could barely hold the weapons in their hands.

Morale...

Had reached the verge of collapse!

The Vice General knew that life and death were at this moment.

Especially seeing the General's head being so humiliated by the other party, the Vice General completely turned grief and indignation into strength.

He drew his sword violently, stood on a high place, his voice torn due to excitement and anger.

"Brothers! Do you all see it?!

The Xiongnu dog thieves killed the General! And humiliated his remains like this!

Can we surrender?

If we surrender, are we worthy of the General's spirit in heaven?

Are we worthy of the millions of people in the northern frontier behind us?!"

He waved his sword, pointing outside the city: "The General died in battle to protect the people and to protect us!

He is watching us from heaven right now!

Are we cowards, opening the door and kneeling to beg for mercy, letting the General die in vain?

Or are we like men, picking up blades and spears, avenging the General, guarding this city gate, and letting the General die for a worthy cause?!"

The Vice General's shouting was like that spark that could start a prairie fire.

Grief, anger, shame, and the despair of having no way back, mixed together, began to overcome the fear of the Xiongnu.

Those old soldiers who had followed the Prince of Zhenbei for many years were the first to have red eyes. They raised their weapons and roared hoarsely: "Revenge! Avenge the General!"

"Revenge! Revenge!"

More and more soldiers were infected, the sound changing from sporadic to gathered; although it still carried trembling, it added a bit of ruthlessness.

Did they really think they could live if they surrendered?

Don't forget that in the eyes of the Xiongnu, they were just two-legged sheep!

Yes! Surrender is death, and dying in battle is also death, so why not fight it out and drag a few to the grave with them?!

Seeing that morale could be used, the Vice General immediately seized the opportunity to deploy: "Everyone who can move, all get on the city wall!

Archers to the battlements, check the arrows! Move all the rolling logs and stones up! Quickly!

Concentrate all the fire oil in the city at the city gate tunnel!

Colonel Chen, you lead the brothers who can still ride horses and stand by behind the city gate. If the city gate is lost, charge in for me, even if you have to use horses to ram, you must block it!"

Orders were issued one after another, and the remaining Zhenbei Army began to move crazily.

Grief and indignation turned into strength under the Vice General's words, and the instinct for survival and the desire for revenge supported them.

No one spoke anymore, only the sound of panting from moving supplies and the clanging of weapons colliding.

Wei Xikang was also on the city wall. He looked at the blurry head in the distance, remembered the gaze the Prince of Zhenbei usually cast toward him, remembered his face when he enthusiastically discussed military affairs with him, remembered his determined back when he led them out of the pass...

An unprecedented anger surged into his heart!

Wei Xikang turned around and began to put on his armor, preparing to go into battle personally.

If he couldn't avenge his Uncle, then what was the point of talking about restoring Da Qian?

Seeing that the persuasion to surrender was ineffective and the city wall had instead begun to actively prepare for defense, Adunla couldn't help but laugh: "Stubborn resistance, that's all!"

With the Prince of Zhenbei dead, there was no opponent in this northern frontier that he could look up to. Anyway, there was no shortage of food now, so it was better to torture the other party.

"Pass my order! Set up camp five miles from the city wall, grand banquet tonight!"

The tribal leaders below looked at each other, stepped forward, and asked cautiously: "Why don't we attack the city?"

Adunla enjoyed this feeling very much. The grassland respected warriors, and now these tribal leaders would only obey his orders more than before.

"We don't have to attack the city! Now they are very angry to see the Prince of Zhenbei's head. If we go up, we will definitely be able to take the city, but the losses will be greater.

It's better to set up camp outside the city and let them watch the Prince of Zhenbei's head every day. How long do you think they can hold on?"

"Hahaha! We understand! Then let's eat meat and drink wine to our hearts' content today!" The leaders of the various tribes laughed.

"Order it down, half of the troops drink to their hearts' content, and leave half to guard those two-legged sheep to prevent them from sneaking an attack!" Adunla was very satisfied with everyone's attitude toward him now.

The Vice General was ready, waiting for the Xiongnu to attack the city, but found that the other party had retreated to a position five miles outside the city wall and began to set up camp.

"What... what does this mean?" Wei Xikang, wearing armor and holding a long sword, asked the Vice General beside him.

Several Colonels gathered around the Vice General, all waiting to listen to the arrangements.

"Temporarily... unknown! But don't relax!"

The Vice General was not the Prince of Zhenbei after all, and he couldn't figure out such abnormal behavior from the enemy.

But soon he ordered: "Lin City currently has no more than 15,000 defenders, which is not enough to face the Xiongnu's war fire. Immediately mobilize 10,000 troops from both Shuang and Yin cities to come."

A Colonel asked hesitantly: "The defenders of Shuang and Yin cities are each no more than 29,000 people, and even with logistics, it's no more than 30,000. If 10,000 troops are mobilized, I'm afraid..."

The Vice General also understood the Colonel's meaning. If troops were mobilized, and the Xiongnu turned to attack Shuang and Yin cities, what would they do?

But if they didn't mobilize, how could they contend with the other party with the current number in Lin City?

Now everyone was lost. If the Prince of Zhenbei were here, they wouldn't have to worry about these things at all.

At such a critical moment, Wei Xikang took out the tiger tally and stood up, "Everyone might as well listen to me!"

"Your Highness, please speak!"

Everyone knelt on one knee. Now everyone had no backbone, and it was best for His Highness the Crown Prince to stand up.

"Troops must be mobilized! Now the Xiongnu have won a victory and are very arrogant, so they must have a sense of contempt, so the possibility of turning around to attack Shuang and Yin cities is not high.

Of course, the premise is not to let the wind leak! Then we will have the advantage when defending the city, and only then can we damage the Xiongnu's spirit."

Wei Xikang spoke righteously, but he knew in his heart that he was not mobilizing troops to defend the city at all.

The current grain and grass were not enough to support them in fighting the Xiongnu for a long time.

Coupled with the tragic death of the Prince of Zhenbei, this great feud had to be avenged.

Therefore, he wanted to take the initiative to attack the Xiongnu, but such thoughts could not be let everyone know for the time being.

"Your Highness is right!" The Vice General hurriedly echoed.

"Since that's the case, then go and do it! Remember not to let the wind leak!" Wei Xikang had not slept all night and had not eaten, and his mental state was very poor now, coupled with the impact of the news of the Prince of Zhenbei's tragic death, which made him dizzy for a while.

Fortunately, the Xiongnu did not launch an attack at the first moment!

But what he didn't know was that the breath the soldiers had just raised dissipated just like that!

For the next two days, the Xiongnu did not have any actions to attack the city, but instead ate and drank in the camp, exchanging experiences of the victory banquet with each other.

And what made the Zhenbei Army and Wei Xikang angry was that the other party hung the Prince of Zhenbei's head high and then shot arrows from about two hundred meters away. ===== CHAPTER 239 =====