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On the city wall, Luo Tinghan stood on a high place and glanced at the Hu cavalry outside the city.

Luo Tinghan turned to the deputy general beside him and said, "Give orders to let the soldiers take turns to rest and conserve their energy. At the same time, strengthen the city defense and prepare more rolling logs, stones and hot oil to prevent the Hu people from attacking the city."

The deputy general took the order and left, while Luo Tinghan continued to patrol the city wall, observing the movements of the Hu people.

The Hu people had been besieging the city for several days but had not yet attacked. Luo Tinghan was unable to figure out their intentions.

The Hu people have always been cunning and there must be a conspiracy this time.

Suddenly, a spy hurriedly ran up the city wall, knelt on one knee, and reported to Luo Tinghan: "Commander-in-Chief, our spies found the traces of the second prince of the Hu people thirty miles north of the city. They are gathering and seem to be planning to attack the city."

Luo Tinghan's face darkened, and he immediately said, "Go ahead and keep a close eye on the movements of the Hu people. Report any situation in a timely manner."

The spy took the order and left quickly, and Luo Tinghan frowned even more tightly.

The second prince of the Hu people is here in person, so it seems that this is no ordinary siege.

He paced quickly on the city wall, his thoughts racing in his mind.

The second prince of the Hu people is well-known in his tribe for his bravery and good strategy. He led the team personally this time, and he must be determined to win.

So is the target of the Hu people Feiyun City or Guancheng?

Feiyun City is the last line of defense in the northern border. Once it is lost, the Hu cavalry will be able to march straight in and flatten the Central Plains.

Although the Guancheng is relatively small in size, it controls an important passage for food and supplies. If the supply is cut off, the cities in the northern border will collapse without a fight.

The real goal of the Hu people must be found out as soon as possible, otherwise the deployment will be a complete failure.

He quickly recruited military advisers who were familiar with the geography and military affairs of the Hu people.

The counselor came hurriedly. Luo Tinghan pointed at the map and asked, "Analyze it quickly. Is the target of the second prince of the Hu people this time more likely to be Feiyun City or Shitou City?"

The strategist stared at the map, pondered for a moment and then said, "Commander-in-Chief, in my opinion, if the Hu people want to make a quick victory, they are likely to target Feiyun City. After all, this is the throat of the northern border."

"But the Second Prince is very strategic. He might try to make a feint to the east and attack the west. On the surface, he pretends to attack Feiyun City, but in fact he will raid Shitou City and cut off our food supplies."

Luo Tinghan pondered for a moment and was about to give an order when he heard a roar piercing the sky.

Luo Tinghan strode out of the tent and saw a goshawk landing on the flagpole in front of the tent. Its feathers were shiny and its eyes were sharp. It was the carrier hawk that carried intelligence.

Luo Tinghan quickly stepped forward, took the letter from the eagle's leg, unfolded it, and saw only a few words on the note, but Luo Tinghan's face instantly became serious.

As expected, the Hu people’s goal was to close the city.

"Someone come here!" Luo Tinghan called out loudly, and immediately soldiers came forward to obey orders.

"Select two hundred elite light cavalrymen, all of whom must be skilled in riding and agile, and have them rush to the fortress in secret immediately."

"Tell the commander of the city to strengthen his guard, especially the protection of food and supplies. If the Hu people are spotted, do not rush out of the city to meet the enemy. Stay in the city and wait for support."

The soldier took the order and did it quickly.

Luo Tinghan looked at the deputy general again and said seriously: "Pass on my order to make the defense of Feiyun City more stringent. Every battlement and every tower must be guarded by a dedicated person to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"Also, notify the baggage camp to prepare another batch of arrows and gunpowder in case of emergency."

The messenger rushed off to convey the order.

Then, Luo Tinghan turned to the guard who was in charge of gathering intelligence and said, "Pick a few more capable spies immediately and have them go around to the rear of the Hu people from different directions. Pay close attention to their troop distribution and marching routes. If you find any signs of troop division, report back immediately."

After arranging all this, Luo Tinghan opened the note again, and saw that it was written cryptically: "Song Yuanshan's whereabouts have been found, and he is now imprisoned in the camp of the Hu people's great prince."

Luo Tinghan's heart sank and his brows furrowed. Song Yuanshan was imprisoned in the camp of the Hu prince, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of rescue.

But he couldn't let Shu Changyu down, and Song Yuanshan was an old man, so he had to try his best both for public and private reasons.

In the camp of the Great Prince of the Hu people, it was a dark and windy night. A tall figure quietly flashed out from the tent. It was Bater.

He carefully avoided the patrolling soldiers and walked quickly towards the stable with his back bent.

The stable was filled with a mixed smell of hay and livestock. Bartel gently pushed aside the straw curtain and went in.

During this period, Song Yuanshan was assigned to clean the stables. He would sleep here at night and did not have to return to the slave tent.

The eldest prince has been in a bad mood recently and has no interest in watching the beast fight, so the original arrangement for Song Yuanshan to fight the snow leopard has been put on hold.

It is said that because the Chanyu sent the second prince to attack Feiyun City this time, the eldest prince felt under great pressure, fearing that the second prince would make great contributions and threaten his position.

Although the eldest prince was born to Da Yanshi and had the support of several tribal forces, the second prince was brave and good at fighting, and had a very high reputation in the tribe. He was also favored by the Chanyu.

Therefore, the position of Chanyu may not necessarily fall into the hands of the eldest prince. It is no wonder that when the eldest prince learned that the second prince led his troops to attack Feiyun City, he was so anxious.

If the second prince succeeds in taking Feiyun City this time, his prestige in the tribe will surely rise to a higher level, and the eldest prince's position will be in jeopardy.

As for the third prince, the eldest prince did not take him seriously at all. He was just a bastard born to a Han woman, so how could he be qualified to covet the position of Chanyu.

Song Yuanshan was lying on a pile of hay in the corner. He closed his eyes and sorted out the situations of the princes in his mind again.

Hearing the noise, he sat up alertly and his hand unconsciously reached for the short stick hidden in the haystack.

"It's me, Bater." Bater said in a low voice, and at the same time quickly walked to Song Yuanshan and squatted down.

Song Yuanshan then relaxed his vigilance, "It's so late, what happened?"

Bater said: "To be honest, I am actually a spy planted by the Jin Dynasty in the Hu tribe. This time I learned that you were imprisoned here, and the superiors ordered me to secretly help rescue you."

Song Yuanshan heard this, and a trace of surprise and suspicion flashed in his eyes, "Dajin's spy? Why have I never heard you mention it before? How can I trust you?"

Bater explained in a low voice: "Brother Song, the fewer people know about my identity as a spy, the safer it is. I must not reveal my identity unless it is absolutely necessary, so as not to destroy my years of hard work and implicate other brothers."

Song Yuanshan didn't dare to believe Bater's words. He was just a commoner, so how could he deserve the Dajin to send people to rescue him?

He even suspected that Bater was sent by the third prince to test him.

Bater's rough face showed a bit of solemnity: "Brother Song, your eldest son is called Song Dashu, the second son is called Erlin, and he and the second daughter are twins..."

Song Yuanshan's eyes darkened and he interrupted him: "How did you know?!"