There was no fighting on the first day, no fighting on the second day, and the same on the third and fourth days.

The jeers and insults from the enemy troops outside the city became louder and louder.

Du Yu didn't care, but it had a huge impact on the morale of the Western Region Allied Forces.

More and more people lost confidence in the Qin army and became cautious. Some people even turned over the city and surrendered at night.

Du Yu seemed to have seen nothing. After inspecting the city defenses as a daily routine, he stayed with the old soldiers.

Finally, on the tenth day, someone couldn't bear it anymore, and Yan Qi openly raised the flag of rebellion.

Yanqi is not considered a small country. It has nine cities, a population of 57,300, and an army of 9,000.

Therefore, Yanqi has always been quite arrogant in the Western Regions. Since the Han and Wei dynasties, he has often robbed merchants. Historically, he also angered Tuoba Gui of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

If someone takes the lead, others will follow.

Beilu, Wucaizi, Beilu Houguo, Shanhuan, Pulei, Xiqiemi, Jieguo, Cheshi and other countries rebelled against the Qin one after another.

At this moment, the eyes of countless people on the battlefield were focused on them.

All the depression in Deng Lang's heart was released at this moment.

All the city gates were opened, and black figures rushed out one after another.

Du Yu saw all the nephews and nephews around him, and he couldn't bear it. He dared to die. If he rushed out first, he would definitely be hit hard by the enemy. Deng Lang took his whole family with him...

"If he's not the king of Xia, he's a Khotanese!"

Of course, this kind of thing is a common side dish in the Central Plains, but in the Western Regions, it is a bit sensational.

Under the small town of Gumo, more and more people gathered, a sea of ​​people.

However, after seeing the determined expressions in these young men's eyes, Du Yu swallowed back all the words that came to his lips.

Instead of being depressed, Du Yu's face showed a faint smile.

Moreover, the equipment of the Dawan cavalry was obviously inferior to that of the Sasanians, let alone the Qin army. A small number of them wore iron armor and leather armor.

A few years ago, I still hated Da Qin, but after hearing so many scandals about the Sima family, I could only sigh for my grandfather Deng Ai.

Which one is strong and which one is weak is clear at a glance.

Last month, Da Qin issued an edict pardoning the Deng family.

In the entire battle, not many enemies actually died under the hooves of the death camp, most of them trampled on each other to death.

After besieging the city for so many days, the Dawan people relaxed, and the Sasanians also relaxed.

Everyone had three horses, and Deng Lang went straight to the Sassanid formation. At this moment, the sound of drums behind him rose into the sky, and the ground shook.

In Sasan, the Dawan people were numerous and powerful, with an army of 70,000, while the real Qin army was less than 20,000.

A thousand death camps were like no one in the middle of a hundred thousand troops.

There were still more than two hundred steps before the Sassanid formation began to fire thousands of arrows.

The Sasanian cavalry was also provided by the soldiers themselves. The rich and powerful wore heavy armor, while the poor wore light armor. Therefore, those who wore heavy armor in the Sassanid army were generally officers or upper-caste nobles.

The death camp of the Qin army is the brave among the brave, the best among the elite.

But the earth was shaking.

Just when most people had this idea, the drumming in Gumo City suddenly stopped.

"Haha, General Yin is indeed your Majesty's friend." Du Yu's praise made Yin Chun blush.

But the real challenge came soon, as nearly 10,000 Dawan cavalry surrounded them.

They would never have imagined that a thousand Qin troops would dare to charge into an army of 100,000...

Yin Chun, Tian Zhang, Li Te, and Gou Xi each led thousands of cavalry to attack from all sides.

"Deng Lang!" Du Yu shouted.

Five thousand old soldiers in the city have been summoned.

So did the Sasanians.

However, he did not choose to return to Xinye to retire comfortably, but chose to make contributions in the Western Regions. He could not live up to the skills taught by his father and ancestors.

"Are the Protectors waiting for King Xia's reinforcements?" Yin Chun observed for so many days and finally caught up with Du Yu.

The death camp changed horses and readjusted their formation. Deng Lang and his son were still in front. They raised their weapons and roared towards the enemy.

"You will lead the death camp as the vanguard to disrupt the enemy's forces!"

"Wei!" Deng Lang accepted the order with his hands raised.

The two groups of cavalry collided head-on, with the sound of bones breaking everywhere.

However, Deng Lang led his cavalry to turn around again, draw an arc on the battlefield, and rush into the Sasanian infantry formation from the southwest corner.

The allied forces of the various countries were simply like mud that could not hold up the wall. They scattered as soon as they rushed, and Deng Lang penetrated the camp in a few seconds.

The impact was not only on the battlefield, but also psychologically.

In the afternoon, Khotan's cavalry did indeed appear in the south.

"Protector, there is only enough food and grass in the city for five days..." Zhang Zhuo, the marching Sima, was a little panicked.

The rebels in the Western Regions were not as well equipped as the Sasanians.

They are both cavalry, but the Dawan cavalry and the Sasanian cavalry have a common weakness - no stirrups!

There are no stirrups, which means that both feet must be tightly clamped on the horse's belly, and one hand must be free to control the reins.

The bravery of the Qin army exceeded their imagination, and was more crazy than the Qin army in the Battle of the River...

Strength has always spoken in the army. The death camp originally looked down upon the Deng family and his son, but now they are completely convinced.

However, what the Dawan cavalry hit was the Qin army's vacant war horse...

A few days ago, these people were like sick cats, eating and sleeping, and were indifferent to the enemy troops outside the city. However, after Du Yu's military order, these people quickly returned to their former tiger and wolf appearance.

"Five days are enough, let the soldiers prepare." Du Yu seemed to have already secured victory.

The sound of war drums in the city became louder and louder.

The birds and beasts dispersed in a noisy manner.

The black rain of arrows was still in the air. Unexpectedly, Deng Lang's initial target was not them. Instead, he turned his horse's head, turned south, and charged into the rebels from various countries.

That was the sound of the Qin army's horseshoes in the city.

The descendants of the Deng family are naturally not too bad.

Du Yu praised: "A certain person is indeed waiting for reinforcements, but he is not the king of Xia. This time the three countries join forces, no Kangju people are seen, and there will be a war north of the Tianshan Mountains."

The gate of Gumo City suddenly opened wide, and Deng Lang's thousand-man death camp rushed out on horseback.

I was still watching the show, but I didn't expect that the Qin army would attack in an instant. My first reaction was to let others attack me and retreat to the back...

There was a bit of impatience in his cold eyes.

A thousand cavalry can disrupt their position. If all the Qin troops in the city are killed, how can they resist?

Deng Ai was good at both civil and military skills, and Deng Zhong was even more famous as a fierce general at that time.

Screams came one after another. Deng Lang and his five nephews were either holding long swords or holding long knives. Everyone was as powerful as a mad tiger. Wherever the horse's hooves passed, the swords were like shooting stars and the long swords were like the full moon. In an instant, heads were rolling.

It was like a spear suddenly thrust out.

Fighting has become their only pleasure.

"My subordinate is here!" Within a few months, Deng Lang seemed to be a completely different person, full of energy. He used to be tall and thin, but now he is tall.

"What a martial art!" Other soldiers in the death camp praised loudly.

Even the Qin army couldn't have one piece of iron armor per man.

The more coalition forces there are, the less flexible the command is.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Their crazy roars are everywhere.

At this moment, everyone outside the city felt a bone-chilling chill.

At the same time, a Khotanese cavalry force of 6,000 men came from the northwest corner.
Chapter completed!