After cleaning up the last horses, the camp was still in chaos. Chen Jian and his tribe calmly returned to Yangguan before the other party's main force retreated.

When passing through the wooden tower of the Arrow Tower, I didn't forget to light a fire. The wind helped the fire, and the melted pine balls burned quickly on the dry trees in early winter.

The grassland tribes took hundreds of people and ten days to build these wooden towers and arrow towers, but a fire could turn them into ashes within a few hours.

When they retreated to Yangguan, the soldiers guarding the city spontaneously shouted Chen Jian's name. The joy was shocking in such a grand bonfire.

The wolf skin has returned, and not many people have been killed, but there are only a few horses left in the southeast camp.

Chen Jian stood on the city wall and looked at the flames outside, and ordered: "Tonight, all except those on the night are resting. Thirty people will be assigned to cook before dawn. After dawn, they will leave the city to prepare for a decisive battle, so that the grassland tribes will never come back and dare not go south within five years."

After the order came, the tribe members couldn't sleep peacefully. The people in the city saw a flash of light hundreds of steps away. They didn't know what it was, and asked about the sword and shield soldiers who followed Chen Jian out.

But the sword and shield soldiers kept silent. They asked anxiously and shouted, "Don't harm me, brother! I'm going to be whipped!"

The person who asked knew that Chen Jian was smiling on weekdays, but once it was involved in military law, he would definitely not be vague, so he had to stop asking.

The one who wanted to know these things the most was E-Ming. Although he did not see those flashes, the incident had been spread after returning to Yangguan. However, after asking, no one answered it, and he became more and more curious.

I want to know what the flash is in Yangguan City, but I want to know what the flash is outside Yangguan City, but it is not just curious.

The leaders who came back gathered the escaped tribe and horses and tried to calm the completely chaotic camp as much as possible, but the effect was very little. A large number of horses ran into the woods and could not be found, and some people also fled into the woods.

There were not many casualties, and less than a hundred people died in the two camps in total, but there were only four or five hundred war horses left, and even fewer could ride.

The entire camp was talking about a myth in panic: the leader opposite was Thor's son, who could control the power of lightning, and the purple flames turned everything that could burn into a sea of ​​fire.

For the leader who didn't believe in all this, someone brought a few burnt and curled charred corpses. The burnt smell of protein combined with the strange smell of gunpowder smoke and sulfur actually became the word "fear".

Without the tools to put out the fire, I could only watch the arrow platform that was finally built burning to ashes. The temperature around was already high, and even if I could save it, it would be too late.

The camp was full of burnt tent hay, people who were trampled and snarled, and those war horses who were bleeding and staring at their eyes and wondering what to do.

Dawu looked at the broken camp and the dead and injured horses, raised his whip and whipped Harmer hard on the face, shouting: "How many people can there be in their city? There are at least one hundred people in the southeast camp, and there are at most seventy or eighty people here. There are hundreds of people left in the camp! Not to mention the other tribes, there are more than two hundred people in our tribe. How can we make them fight like this? Death, running away, and only three or four hundred horses that can fight were left, and they were all shocked! What about you? Not even a single head of the enemy was left!"

"Hammer, you are a warrior of the tribe. You know your name on the grassland, but what did you do? Hundreds of people were scared by the dozens of people opposite me?"

Hammer lowered his head and knelt on the ground. Instead of touching his painful face with his hands, he said in a horrified voice: "Captain Dawu, they...they have the power of Thor, and a bang is like lightning! This is winter. Even Thor, they will fall asleep like a frog in winter...they are even more powerful than Thor!"

Although Dawu was angry, he remained calm. He knew Hammer, and his character and courage.

Smelling the strange smell in the air, Dawu didn't believe that anyone in this world could have such power... It was not based on the disbelief of the three views, but if the leader on the opposite side had such power, how could he have surrounded himself for so long?

Dawu snorted, asked Hammer to get up and follow him to the chief's office to discuss the matter. From a distance, he saw the old leader standing outside alone, looking at the chaotic camp, motionless, and his previous refreshing posture was completely defeated by the fire.

Several leaders cursed but did not blame the old leader. They all agreed with the previous decision, and no one expected it would be like this.

"Go back, this city can't be defeated."

"The leader on the other side is too cunning. Their city gates are clearly closed in the afternoon, and there is always some movement when they move so much wood away. It seems that they set the fire in the evening, so that they can't notice it."

"Yes, since our siege, they have never bothered us. I have even tried to get the leader opposite to me as a fool. Now it seems that we are fools."

"There are only dozens of people who attacked our camp, and there are hundreds of people in our camp! Hundreds of people! They were completely defeated by them. Look at the people who stayed, they did not have the courage to fight with the opponent. They were all scared."

"Let's leave early tomorrow morning, the city to the south...we're afraid we can't see it."

Before this fire, they were still fantasizing about going south to capture the big city tomorrow, but now they are just thinking about how to leave.

The old leader's last chance had been destroyed by Chen Jian. After this battle, the old leader knew very well that he had no chance to convince the tribes until his death. His ambitions turned into smoke and dust. He no longer thought about unifying the tribes, but only thought about spending the years in the future. If those difficult-to-speakable diseases can be cured, it is his greatest desire.

After a long time, the old leader sighed heavily and said, "Please clean up tomorrow and withdraw the troops the day after tomorrow. We will panic tonight. We need to calm down the panic of the lower tribesmen tomorrow, otherwise we will retreat and we will become a runaway. There are horses in the city. You also know what the consequences will be for the escaped people to face the pursuit of the rider."

The other leaders sighed. It was meaningless to argue about what to do at this time. The old leader was right. Retreating the army is not a escaping. If you can't figure out these two, something big will happen.

But which tribe is cut off? How can we prevent people from following and chasing?

They asked the old leader, who shook his head and said nothing. He felt that he had no intention of talking about these things anymore.

Now that things have come, no one wants to cut off the rear, and no one wants others to cut off the rear, but this thought cannot be expressed at this time, so you will make enemies in the future.

It is useless to leave the tribe that is too small to leave the rear, and the matters of the tribe are unwilling to leave behind. The things that should have been debated have turned into silence.

Looking at the silent leader, Dawu's heart was burning with flames. The opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time finally came!

No one can do anything, everyone has lost confidence, and everyone just wants to retreat, it is the time when a real hero is needed.

"Dear leaders, even if we want to retreat, we will kill some people from the opposite side before leaving. The warriors of various tribes are still under the city and their heads are cut off. Let's go back like this? What do we say when those women and children ask us for men and fathers?"

The leaders were silent, and it took a long time to say, "Dawu, we can't defeat the city. We can only retreat."

"Is it the city or those people that can't be beaten?"

"If you are in the city, you can't beat people. How can you beat people? There are so many people who died in our tribe. Do you think I don't want to cut off the head of the leader on the other side? But what's the solution? It's going to snow soon and we can't hold on."

Dawu waved his hand and said, "I won't talk about the city, I just ask you, if they leave the city, do you have the courage to fight them?"

Several leaders suddenly looked up and shouted, "What's the matter not to?"

If others say it, they might refute it, but this was said by Dawu. If it were not out of the way, Dawu could capture the cities in the distance. Now that he said this, the leaders of several small tribes immediately ignited a glimmer of hope.

"Dawu, are you going to ambush in advance and lead them to chase us? It was okay before, but we, Mado, can pretend to escape, and ambush when they chased us. But now we are walking as fast as they do, so how can we ambush?"

Some people asked, and some shouted, "Dawu, as long as they left the city and fought us during the day, we will not be afraid. How many of them are there? If you can let them leave the city, my tribe and I will follow you in the future!"

"Yes, even if we want to leave, we will make them bleed. And if we leave like that, they will definitely follow us, just like last time, killing our people everywhere, burning our tents and grass."

Most of the leaders were confident in Dawu. Dawu pretended to stand in front of the old leader unintentionally. He listened to the words of several tribes saying that they would follow in the future, suppressed the peace of mind and stretched out five fingers and said, "Five days! All the leaders give me five days, and I will definitely let them leave the city. If they don't come out then, I and my tribe and I will leave behind the rear!"

As far as this is concerned, no one objected. In five days, it would just calm down the panic of the tribe members.

Moreover, Dawu himself said that if the opponent does not come out at that time, if Dawu stops the rear, they can leave with confidence and boldness. This is something that everyone likes to see.

That night, Dawu didn't say what to do, leaving it with the grassland tribe's infinite imagination.

The leaders comforted the tribe overnight, set up camp again, sent people to the woods to find the escaped people and horses, and sent a large number of people to guard the camp to prevent similar night attacks from happening again.

The remaining soldiers in the southeast camp retreated to the northwest as soon as dawn, leaving only some riders on both sides to investigate the situation.

The declining morale and the loss of troops made them from all sides to key defense. Yesterday they were thinking about breaking the city, but today they were thinking about how to defend.

Dawu returned to the tribe and took people upstream overnight to block the river with wood, leading the water to a low-lying water bubble.
Chapter completed!