Donghuang Town, more than 100 miles from Mucheng, is located between two mountains and has always been a place that military strategists must fight for. The news of the defeat on the front line has been sent back to Donghuang Town, and the people in the entire town have almost escaped.

Although the people fled, Rodman, the captain of the hundred men stationed here, could not escape. Rodman, who was born in the Second Flag Regiment, was deeply influenced by Lin Chuan and had a strong sense of obedience. Now he has not received the order to retreat, so he dared not retreat privately.

What's more, Donghuang Town has become a material transit station, storing a large number of military food and weapons transported from Mucheng to the front line, and it cannot be transported for a while.

"Captain of a hundred people, the brother who was inquiring about the news has returned." The deputy chief of a hundred people ran up to the city wall with a serious expression and said to Rodman.

Rodman hurriedly turned around and asked anxiously: "Where is he? How about the front line? Have you seen the coach?"

The deputy head of the hundred people saw Rodman's anxiety: "Long head of the hundred people, don't worry first, I have brought him here, you can ask yourself."

Rodman then discovered that a soldier covered in mud was standing behind the deputy captain of the hundred men.

"Sir, salute you." The soldier saw Rodman looking at him, and hurriedly raised his hand to salute Rodman.

Rodman hurriedly asked, "Tell me, how is the front line?"

The scout was silent for a moment and replied in a low voice: "Sir, the front line is defeated..."

The scout's words sounded like thunder, and Rodman's ears were heard. Rodman's body shook and was supported by the deputy head of the hundred people. "How could it be? How could it be?..." Rodman looked at the horizon in the distance and murmured to himself, with an incredible dark color in his eyes.

The scout continued: "Sir, we are indeed defeated. I rode my horse forward for seventy miles, all of which were defeated, including the Seventh Banner Regiment, the Fifth Banner Regiment, and the Eleventh Banner Regiment... I asked many people, and the entire front line had collapsed, and hundreds of thousands of well-equipped troops of the Dynasty army had already come to kill—"

"Impossible, Impossible! With Lord Lin here, we cannot be defeated!" Rodman didn't believe that Xing Tu's army would be defeated.

Although Rodman did not admit it, the defeated soldiers and fleeing crowds that I had appeared one after another since last night had forced Rodman to believe it. He just couldn't accept such a fact.

Rodman turned his head and said, "What about the Grand Marshal? Is there any news about the Grand Marshal?"

The scout soldier shook his head: "All the troops were disbanded, and the heavy rain the day before yesterday was dark again..."

Rodman waved his hand powerlessly: "You go down and rest first."

"Subordinate retreated" the scout soldier turned and left.

Rodman rubbed his tired temples. The news of the defeat on the front line made him feel very upset. He was just a small head of hundreds, stationed in Donghuang Town. At this moment, he didn't know what to do.

The deputy head of the hundred men was very worried, "The head of the hundred men, if the front line is defeated, we will definitely be attacked here, what should we do now?" The deputy head of the hundred men looked at Rodman and asked.

"I think, I think." Rodman frowned and kept paced.

After a while, Rodman seemed to have made up some decision: "The front line was defeated, and our Donghuang Town is the last dangerous place in Mucheng, and we cannot retreat."

The deputy head of the 100,000 people on the front line were defeated, what role can our 100,000 teams play..."

Rodman retorted the words of the deputy head of the hundred: "No, we still have a lot of supplies and a lot of equipment. You go now and gather the young and strong people in nearby villages and towns to send them weapons."

"Old guy, send someone to consul Katon of Mucheng to report the situation here and tell the consul that we will defend until reinforcements arrive-" Rodman's tone revealed a hint of determination.

The deputy head of the hundred people shook his head with a wry smile and said dryly: "It seems that we will die together, haha, but that's not bad."

Rodman patted the deputy 100-man shoulder and encouraged, "Old guy, don't be so pessimistic, maybe we can hold on until the reinforcements arrive."

"I hope." The deputy hundred nodded, but everyone knew that this was just a beautiful wish.

With Rodman's order, villagers in the villages around Donghuang Town were withdrawn to Donghuang Town. By the afternoon, there were more than 700 young and strong people gathered together.

Although many of these more than 700 people were people who had just put down their hoes, Rodman had no choice but to send them weapons to help guard Donghuang Town.

"Brothers, as long as you guard Donghuang Town, what do you have to ask for? As long as I am still alive, I will definitely agree to you." [31 Novel Network] Rodman promised this way to the young and strong people who were summoned.

The young and strong men who had never been on the battlefield received their weapons and walked up to the city wall. In the afternoon of guidance from veterans, they began to learn how to kill the enemy and avoid bows and arrows.

Just as Rodman was preparing to guard, a dynasty cavalry unit of about 20,000 people had already appeared thirty miles south of Donghuang Town.

The dragon flag was waving, the riding gun was shining with cold light, the cold spear tip pierced the air, the war horses were clattering with their noses, panting, and spraying white mist, and the cavalry on the horse were sweating profusely.

The cavalry units belonged to the dynasty Central Army. They accepted the order of Marshal Lan Yu to seize Donghuang Town before the defeated troops, blocking the retreat of Xingtu's defeated troops, and wanted to wipe out the main force of Xingtu's army within a radius of 200 miles.

The cavalry whipped the horses all the way, and had already dropped the defeated soldiers far behind, less than thirty miles away from Donghuang Town.

A scout light cavalry in a red battle robe appeared from the horizon, stopped for a moment, and rushed towards the cavalry team.

"Herod's Lyric--" The scout Qingqi held the war horse in front of the commander of the cavalry and Major General Xue Wuman, and the war horse man stood up.

"General, there is only one rebel garrison in Donghuang Town with a team of 100 people!" The scout Qingqi rode on the horse and reported loudly.

"Hahaha, God really helps me!" A general laughed loudly.

Xue Wuman also showed excitement on his face. He did not expect that such an important place was so relaxed in defense, which was completely equivalent to giving him military achievements.

However, in order to avoid the long dreams of nights, he waved his hand and ordered: "The troops will continue to advance and stay in Donghuang Town tonight!"

As the order was issued, the cavalry troops rumbled their iron hooves, like an iron wall, with flags flying, and running towards Donghuang Town.

When night fell, a huge cavalry unit had already appeared in the sight of the Donghuang Town Guardian. The galloping cavalry was majestic and the earth was trembling, as if it had encountered a magnitude ten earthquake. The Donghuang Town Guardian's face was pale.

"Quick! Quick! Close the city gate!" Rodman took a deep breath and ordered loudly.
Chapter completed!