When Shen Yuexi saw the soldiers of the Xirong Army coming out, she turned around without saying a word.

It wasn't that she was being pretentious. There was such a large group of men across the street, shirtless and holding knives. The scene was really shocking. She had never seen it before, and she couldn't bear such a big impact for a while.

Don't they know they have a repeating crossbow here?

He doesn't wear armor or carry a shield. Does this mean he looks down on the power of the repeating crossbow, or does he have an invulnerability charm painted on his body?

She asked the craftsmen to strengthen the crossbow arrows, and the current crossbow arrows are far more powerful than before.

"Seek death," Qiu Liming raised his hands high and shouted loudly, "crossbowmen, prepare."

There is enough space for a thousand soldiers to stand in front of the city wall. Five hundred sergeants each hold a repeating crossbow filled with ten reinforced crossbow arrows. They are also escorted by a sergeant holding a sword and shield. In one round of shooting, five thousand will be fired. Crossbow arrows.

The soldiers of Dayan placed their serial crossbows on the city wall, aiming at the slowly approaching Xirong army formation in the distance.

"With the protection of the city wall, they can't charge forward," Qiu Liming confidently shouted to the sergeant. "With only five thousand enemy troops and no protection from armor, two rounds of crossbows will send them back to the west."

Hearing Qiu Liming's words, Shen Yuexi turned around suddenly.

"General Qiu, how many people did you say were on the other side?"

"Five thousand...five thousand." Qiu Liming repeated the number, as if he remembered something, and looked at the opposite side carefully.

In the cold wind, five thousand Xirong sergeants lined up in a neat formation and approached the city wall, but they showed no intention of fighting. They neither shouted nor waved their swords, and marched in silence.

When Qiu Liming saw the face of the general walking at the front clearly, Shen Yuexi exclaimed:

"It's Qiang Lin, they are the five thousand prisoners from before!"

Behind the five thousand Xirong troops, there were several thousand-man troops, forming two long snake-like columns outside the camp. They were all holding bows and arrows. The two armies were far away, and Shen Yuexi saw that their arrows were already on the strings. , just raise the bow to shoot.

At such a long distance, those arrows can't reach here at all. Their arrows are actually aimed at their own people?

She was thinking rapidly in her mind.

These Xirong sergeants who were about to attack the city did not even have armor or shields. No one would play with their own lives. It should be the commander-in-chief opposite, Hugh Muye, who ordered them to do so.

The other party clearly knew that there were repeated crossbows here, so this was tantamount to asking these five thousand soldiers to commit suicide.

Qiang Lin took into account his kindness to them and refused to attack. This could only be the reason. However, he could not disobey the military order and had to lead these five thousand soldiers on the battlefield.

What to do now?

Shen Yuexi didn't know what to do for a moment, looking at Sergeant Xirong who was getting closer and closer.

These were the people she had tried her best to save, and now they were standing in front of her again. It was very easy to kill them. A round of crossbow arrows would kill at least half of these unprotected soldiers.

If she didn't attack them, what would happen if they rushed over to attack the city? Behind her was Xiaogang Village, which contained the same people she wanted to protect.

"General, they are about to enter the crossbow range!" a sergeant in charge of the lookout shouted loudly.

"Very good," Qiu Liming glanced at Shen Yuexi, who had his head lowered, "follow my orders."

"slow!"

Shen Yuexi raised her head and shouted.

The soldiers on the city wall turned to look at her.

Everyone admired this matron very much. The powerful repeating crossbows they held in their hands came from Shen Yuexi's design. Even though she was not a general, the sergeants still valued her words very much.

"Don't fire arrows," Shen Yuexi said to Qiu Liming, "They don't want to fight us, they are forced."

Qiu Liming did not respond.

Having experienced battles for a long time, he had already seen that the five thousand Xirong soldiers on the opposite side had no murderous intent at all. Their steps were heavy and their expressions were struggling.

When these people were about to be killed, it was Shen Yuexi who stopped Xiao Zhuo. When they were about to starve to death, it was Shen Yuexi who took out grain and grass from the border to save them. Their lives were given to them by Shen Yuexi. They did not want to draw swords against their savior. But with the orders in the army, the general on the opposite side must have asked them to attack. If the Qiang Lin disobeys the military orders, they will also die.

Do they really not know how to attack?

"General," the sergeant in charge of the lookout reminded loudly, "they have entered the firing range, give the order quickly."

"Don't shoot the arrow!" Shen Yuexi shook her head repeatedly.

As if hearing Shen Yuexi's voice, Qiang Lin, who was walking at the front, raised his head and looked at Shen Yuexi.

The struggle in his eyes disappeared, replaced by determination.

Qiang Lin raised the sword high, with the tip of the sword downwards, and stabbed it into the ground. He knelt down on one knee and raised his hands in the air:

"Princess, Qiang Lin will never attack his savior."

Behind him, Xirong soldiers followed Qiang Lin's example, inserting their knives into the ground and kneeling on one knee.

Hundreds of people, then thousands, until finally, five thousand Xirong soldiers were kneeling on the ground.

Shen Yuexi was speechless and raised her hands to cover her mouth.

The Dayan sergeants on the city wall were also shocked by the scene before them. They had never seen the enemy refuse to fight in front of the formation. The same was true for the Xirong army on the opposite side.

"I knew they would betray me."

Xiumuye patted the shoulder of the commander next to him: "These people are too weak. You can't be like Qiang Lin and don't give them the chance to pick up the sword."

The captain hesitated: "But those are our people..."

"The moment they put down their swords, they are no longer our tribesmen," Xiumuye impatiently pushed the captain away and waved to the army, "Fire the arrows!"

After the order was issued, there was no response. All seven thousand Xirong soldiers seemed to have become deaf.

Xiumuye was furious and shouted: "Fire the arrow!"

Thousands of feathered arrows flew out of the string with a "swish" sound.

"Run!" Shen Yuexi shouted with all her strength when she saw the rain of arrows rising in the distance.

Before the Xirong sergeants who were kneeling on the ground could stand up, their arrows fell with a sharp sound of wind.

Hundreds of people fell in a pool of blood.

Shen Yuexi's vision was blurry.

She seemed to have returned to the ruined temple in the wind and rain. On that night, arrows rained down like rain, and the people in the temple had no way to escape. They screamed and wailed...

It's like hell on earth below the city wall.

No one would have thought that those who were going to kill these Xirong sergeants would actually be one of their own.

"General Qiu, save them!" Shen Yuexi grabbed Qiu Liming's sleeve, "They can't die in vain."

In her opinion, those who lay down their weapons and refuse to fight are not cowards and should not die on the battlefield.

"Mother, don't be anxious," Qiu Liming looked around and shouted to the sergeants, "put the ladder down and let them climb up."

"General, isn't this appropriate?" said a sergeant. "What if they are cheating?"

Qiu Liming shouted: "It doesn't matter. Let them come up. They are not allowed to carry weapons. If there are any weapons, they will be killed on the spot."

The sergeants followed the order and pulled the ladder up from the inside of the city wall and lowered it along the outer edge. A sergeant with a loud voice shouted: "If you want to survive, climb up quickly. Anyone with weapons will be killed on the spot."

The Xirong sergeants had no way to escape. When they saw a ladder being lowered in front of them, they immediately ran towards the bottom of the city wall.

More than a thousand Xirong soldiers escaped across the city wall. Behind them, the ground was littered with dead and wounded people shot by arrows.

Qiang Lin calmly dodged waves of arrows under the city wall, as if he knew how to dodge arrows. It was not until he was the only one left, and the Xirong sergeants who were already safe called to him one after another that he climbed up the ladder.

His right arm was pierced by an arrow, but his life was saved.

When they reached the city wall, Qiang Lin ignored the arrow on his arm and immediately knelt down in front of Shen Yuexi. He pulled off a lock of hair with his uninjured hand, wrapped it around his fingers and held it up. He looked very pious.

When the other Xirong sergeants saw this, they also knelt down and pulled off their hair like him.

Shen Yuexi didn't know why and looked at Qiu Liming.

"This is a ceremony of the Xirong people," Qiu Liming whispered to her. "The Xirong people believe that the hair on the body is given by the gods. Only on the most solemn occasions can the hair be cut off to make an oath."

"Meng rescued her three times. From then on, Qiang Lin has been the Crown Princess's minion." Qiang Lin lowered his head, "Let him be driven as he pleases, and he will not rest until he dies."
Chapter completed!