Who put the yellow robe on me?

Although the cavalry from the Western Regions were brave, they were shot and fell to the ground one after another under the dense rain of arrows, and their horses neighed and rolled on the ground.

The soldiers in the front row were instantly shot to pieces by the rain of arrows, and the soldiers in the back were also blocked for a while, and the momentum of the attack was immediately frustrated.

General Mammon was enraged when he saw this and roared, "Charge! Don't stop! Keep attacking!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in Liangzhou City was extremely tense. The Western Regions army had begun an all-out attack. Not only were archers firing a continuous hail of arrows, but a large number of soldiers were also pushing ladders towards the city walls, attempting to scale them.

The sound of war drums and shouts of killing in the distance rose and fell, as if to tear the whole world apart.

On the city wall, the defenders of Liangzhou City were fully focused. The archers took aim on the tower, with their bowstrings fully drawn. As soon as they let go, arrows poured down like raindrops, directly towards the Western Region soldiers climbing the ladders.

The soldiers in the front row of the enemy army were shot by arrows one after another, fell off the ladders screaming, the horses neighed, and the scene was in chaos.

At the same time, the defenders placed a large amount of kerosene on the city wall. As the Western Region army approached, the soldiers ignited the kerosene, and the boiling liquid poured down the city wall.

The flames suddenly erupted, sending flames and thick smoke billowing into the air. Screams and cries of terror echoed one after another. The Western Region soldiers, deterred by the flames, dared not approach further and retreated in panic, leaving the entire battlefield shrouded in flames and smoke.

General Mammon stood in the center of the battlefield, watching his soldiers' attacks being repelled time and time again. His face was livid, and he gnashed his teeth in anger. His eyes were fixed on the walls of Liangzhou City, and a fire of resentment burned in his heart.

The sound of war drums rang out again. Under the leadership of Zhong Xiaodan, the soldiers of Liangzhou stubbornly resisted the attack of the Western Region army.

General Mammon saw the situation gradually getting out of control and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He knew that Zhong Xiaodan was standing high on the city wall, directing everything. He wished he could rush up immediately and chop this opponent who had repeatedly frustrated him into two halves with one blow.

At this moment, a deputy general came running over with an anxious look on his face and whispered, "General Mammon, a group of elite soldiers, about 5,000 strong, have appeared in the valley behind us."

General Mammon frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "What? Five thousand people? What's the situation with these five thousand people?"

The deputy general wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued, "The two leading them are highly skilled in martial arts and are aggressively harassing our rear-line soldiers. Their attacks are lightning-fast, and our soldiers are simply unable to stop them! Some soldiers have recognized that these 5,000 elite soldiers are the same group that attempted to burn our granary."

General Mammon's heart sank, a flicker of alarm in his eyes. He quickly turned to look at the other side of the battlefield. Sure enough, he saw dust rising in the distant valley, and vaguely visible a group of elite cavalry approaching.

He thought to himself that this was not good. This elite force was obviously well prepared and was specifically designed to harass the rear while they were attacking the city.

"Damn it!" General Mammon cursed under his breath. He realized that this was a strategy of the Liangzhou defenders - using the terrain of the valley to hide elite troops, and then surprise them and give him a fatal blow.

He hurriedly ordered: "Send people to support the rear. We must stop them! We can't let them attack our rear! Quick!"

However, the rear was in chaos at this time. The sudden arrival of elite troops caught the soldiers from the Western Regions off guard, and they were beaten back step by step.

The two leading enemy commanders were like tigers descending from the mountains, unstoppable and unstoppable, each strike costing the lives of several soldiers. Whether it was the flash of swords or the long spears and short blades, in the hands of these two men, they became extremely deadly.

General Mammon was terribly anxious. He knew that if he couldn't stabilize the rear in time, this battle would be a crushing defeat. He looked back at Zhong Xiaodan and secretly vowed to himself that after dealing with the raiders in the rear, he would personally defeat this cunning opponent!

"All troops, listen up! Continue to attack Liangzhou City fiercely, without any mistakes!" General Mammon gave the order loudly, trying to distract the enemy's attention with a more fierce attack. At the same time, he dispatched several teams of elite cavalry to rush to the valley to support the troops in the rear.

At this moment, Jiang Chen stood at the highest point of the Liangzhou City wall, looking down at the entire battlefield from a high position. His eyes were sharp, as if he could see through every subtle movement of the enemy.

He had long seen the weaknesses of the Western Region army. Although they were large in number, their formation was not tight enough, especially in the rear, where the defense was weak.

Therefore, he had already ordered Dianzhang and Zhou Liangwei to send out a group of elite soldiers, who first tried to burn the granary in the Western Regions, and then lay in ambush in the valley, waiting for the most appropriate time to attack.

"Your Highness Prince of Yan, look over there. Brother Dian and Brother Zhou have successfully harassed the enemy's rear. Now the morale of the Western Region army is in chaos, and the offensive has obviously weakened!" Xu Ningce ran over excitedly to report.

Jiang Chen nodded, a smile on his face. "Very good. Pass the order down. Soldiers throughout the city must persevere and continue to suppress the enemy's attack. Archers, do not relax and be ready to block the enemy's advance at any time!"

The morale of the soldiers in Liangzhou was high. When they saw that the enemy's offensive was thwarted, they became more encouraged and their determination to defend the city became even stronger.

Archers from the watchtowers rained down wave after wave of arrows, shooting down the enemy soldiers climbing the ladders one after another. The city walls were also covered with boiling kerosene and red-hot stones, and any enemy who approached would be severely hit.

General Mammon's face grew increasingly gloomy when he saw that his offensive was blocked.

He knew that the defenses of Liangzhou City were stronger than he had expected, and the enemy's tactics were more cunning. The situation on the battlefield was becoming more complicated, and he had to make a quick decision.

"We can't go on like this!" General Mammon gritted his teeth and ordered, "Everyone, retreat!"

Under his command, the Western Region Army began to retreat in an orderly manner, but Mi Chunhong was obviously extremely experienced on the battlefield and would not let them leave easily.

He quickly gave the order: "Chase! Chase with all your might!"

The Liangzhou cavalry and archers quickly attacked, taking advantage of the retreat of the Western Regions army and launching a fierce pursuit. Arrows rained down, cavalry rushed like the wind, and the Western Regions soldiers kept falling in the process of retreat, and the entire battlefield fell into chaos.

General Mammon was furious, but he knew that the current situation did not allow him to delay any longer. He glared at Zhong Xiaodan fiercely and swore in his heart that he would not let him take advantage of the situation again next time.

As the retreat horn sounded, the Western Region army gradually withdrew from the battlefield and the smoke of battle gradually dissipated.

Under the city walls, the Western Regions troops were retreating in an orderly manner. Despite being pursued and harassed, their formation had not completely collapsed, indicating that the enemy's discipline was still strong.

General Mammon personally covered the rear. Although his expression was solemn, there was a hint of deep anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Zhong Xiaodan, Daliang, just wait! We will settle this account sooner or later!" General Mammon gritted his teeth secretly, with the flame of revenge burning in his eyes.

He quickly mobilized cavalry and infantry to cover the retreat, trying to minimize the loss of manpower during the retreat.

"Your Highness, Prince of Yan, General Mi, should we continue the pursuit?" A deputy general beside him ran forward and asked with an expression of excitement and admiration. He was obviously proud of his recent victory.

Jiang Chen and Mi Chunhong looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

Mi Hongchun's voice was steady and deep: "No, we can't pursue them anymore. We have successfully stopped their attack. Now is the time to consolidate our defense. Don't pursue a desperate enemy."

The deputy general was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Understood, General Mi!"